The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 69 It turns out that she is dead!

"Click"

Shen Ma held the coffin with his head above the sky, his whole body was shining with golden light, his blood was surging, and he slowly pushed open the stone door.

It took one horse and one person three days to find the weak point of the stone gate, destroy the lock array here, and successfully pry open the gate.

The door is fully open.

"Huh? So calm?" Shen Ma had already made sufficient preparations, but he didn't expect that it was quiet behind the door, and there was no danger.

"It seems to be a study."

Duan De looked at the layout of the tomb and said in surprise.

Surrounding the tomb are rows of huge bookshelves, on which are neatly placed quaint books.

"The funeral object, is it a book?"

One person and one horse are a little confused, only mortals will collect paper books, and practitioners generally use jade slips to record.

Paper books are rare.

Fatty Duan ran to the bookshelf and picked up a book casually.

"crash"

The moment Duan De's hand touched the book, the bookshelves and books in the tomb were all reduced to dust.

too old!Everything here is completely decaying under the erosion of time.

When touched by external force, it turned into dust.

"Boundless Shouma, my treasure book of supernatural powers and mystical techniques, fat man, look at your good deeds." Shen Ma was angrily resentful, regretting that he lost his mind.

"This? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, it's fate." Duan De went from being flustered to calm in less than three seconds, and he can be called the best actor.

"I believe you ghost, have you read what these books are about?" Shen Ma said hurriedly.

"Master Dao, I took a quick glance and saw the titles of 'Golden Ping', 'Bliss', 'Yujiao' and so on. They should not be supernatural powers and secret arts, but seem to be worldly things."

Duan De was very puzzled that such a large tomb could store mortal objects.

"Wuliang Shouma, the owner of this tomb is definitely the best." Shen Ma shook his head, and couldn't help but think of some treasures in his mobile phone in his previous life.

"Books carry civilization. There is civilization, there is an era. Those books should record the customs of that era, and they have no effect on us." Duan De forcefully explained.

Shen Ma raised his horseshoe towards Duan De and pointed to the sky.

Right now, all the funerary objects in this tomb have been turned into dust, and the entire tomb is empty.

"Fatty, there is no way. Could it be that the main tomb is somewhere else?" Shen Ma asked doubtfully.

"No, the main tomb is here." Duan De pointed to the ground under his feet.

"under!"

One person and one horse pried open the floor in the center of the tomb, and a secret door appeared.

On the secret door, there are intricate lines drawn, forming a strange pattern, locking the secret door tightly.

"Nine Yin Locking Spirit Formation!"

Duan De's face was pale, he staggered back a few steps, his breathing was a little short, as if he had encountered a great terror.

"Coffin Comes"

"Golden Curse"

"Big Mill"

……

Shen Ma was frightened by Duan De's reaction. What can scare Duan De is definitely a great terror.

He was full of energy and blood, shining golden light, ready to unleash a peak blow at any time, and the two Shenyuan bombs were ready.

"Don't panic, Daoist, I just lost my mind for a while. The Jiuyin Locking Array, as the name suggests, is to lock the soul. There should be a strong person verifying something." Duan De looked solemn, kept counting, and said in a deep voice .

"Shouma, Wuliang, I always feel that this tomb is very evil." Shenma felt that the world was full of shadows, and he might be tricked one day.

"This big tomb has a history of at least 8 years. No matter how powerful a creature is, it will be difficult to withstand the suffering of the years. There must be rare treasures inside. Besides, it's almost trembling. It's a pity to give up now." Duan De tempted.

Now Shen Ma really wants to go back to the small mountain lair in Kunlun Mountain, bear with it, practice until Emperor Zhun, and then come out to roam, it is too dangerous outside.

However, for the sake of Shenzang, Renren passed away.

"Can it be broken?" Shen Ma asked.

"It's not difficult to enter this formation, but it's not easy to get out. You need to leave something to guide you, otherwise you may get lost inside." Duan De said solemnly.

"An object to attract?" Shen Ma took out a bamboo leaf of the god of evil spirits. It was connected to the black coffin air machine, and its breath could be felt even thousands of miles away.

Duan De also took out a brass bell, simple and elegant, with inexplicable Dao rhymes flowing on it, it seems to be a dark vessel.

"Coffin Come and Go"

A black coffin was submerged in the Nine Yin Locking Formation.

"Boundless Shouma, what kind of place is this?"

Shen Ma's eyes widened, and there was a flash of deep fear and shock in his eyes.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I think it is the real scene of the Nine Yin Locking Spirit Formation."

Duan De shook his head blankly, he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

This place turned out to be a boundless sea of ​​blood!
On this boundless sea of ​​blood, there are countless white boats floating densely, but these white boats seem to be folded out of sheets of white paper.

There was a person sitting on each paper boat, and a pale lantern hung on the bow, reflecting the same paleness on the faces of the people on the paper boat.

"Wu Liang Shou Ma, is this an illusion or real?" Shen Ma stood in the black coffin with a pale face, frowning.

"This is the Nine Yin Evil Sea. The people in these paper boats are all the creatures who died here."

Shen Ma looked at the boundless sea of ​​blood in front of him, and murmured: "Unexpectedly, the sea of ​​nine evils turned out to be a real sea of ​​blood, a land of despair, and a boundless hell."

"That little girl..."

Suddenly, Shen Ma saw a familiar figure in the sea of ​​blood.

It was a little girl who looked five or six years old, sitting quietly on a paper boat, holding a bunch of rotten candied haws in her hand.

Shen Ma felt as if his whole body had been poured by a basin of cold water, from head to toe, and shivered uncontrollably.

That little girl was the little girl Shen Ma met in the small town eating candied haws, but unexpectedly, this little girl appeared here!
Shen Ma's eyes widened. He saw not only the little girl, but also the aunt who sold tofu, the young talented scholar who talked loudly in the wine shop, and the residents of that mortal town.

All residents!

All of them sat quietly on the paper boat with expressionless faces.

"They are all dead?"

Shenma's voice trembled.

"Yes, they're all dead."

Duan De said calmly: "This land of the Nine Yin Shahai, the cathode and the anode are shrouded in a mysterious power. The residents of the town have long died, but they don't know that they are dead, and they still think that they are still alive." live.

So, they survived in the small town.Quiet and leisurely, carefree, no worries, no worries about birth, old age, sickness and death, and live like this forever. "

The mortals in that small town may be people from ancient times, or people from ancient times, who knows?
Duan De said softly: "They are alive, relying on the belief of 'living'. Once they know that they are dead, then they are really dead, and that town will also disappear."

Under the influence of that mysterious power, even if they are dead, they are still alive, no different from real living people, except... they will not die.

Listening to Duan De's words, Rao Shenma has experienced many things, but this time, he was really frightened.

"Who set it up? And who is verifying what?" Shen Ma kept recalling the scene in the town, eager to know the hidden story.

"Even the great emperor can't live forever, let alone these mortals, they are nothing more than mirrors.

That small town should be a photo of obsession, maybe the strong are arguing for something, but they should have given up, otherwise we wouldn't have come in so easily. "Duan De analyzed.

"That…"

"Look ahead first, it's better not to touch here for now."

"Ok."

The black coffin drove towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and there were more and more strange shadows along the way, shadowy, cold and deep.

"Look, there is a small island!" Shen Ma exclaimed.

"Speed ​​up, this must be the place where the coffin is buried!" Duan De's eyes were burning, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"whoosh"

The surrounding scenery turned into a phantom, and in the faint smoke, I saw a black coffin rushing forward with the momentum of thousands of horses galloping.

"Kang Dang"

The lid of the coffin was opened, and one person and one horse jumped out.

As far as the eye can see, the red island is barren, and the soil is mixed with traces of blood, exuding a disgusting smell.There is no grass on the island, no vitality, and it is lonely and desolate.

"Blood coffin!"

(End of this chapter)