Buzz —!

The dull sound came from nowhere.

Cheng Fan's eyes were calm, and his spiritual consciousness instantly filled the entire Wugui Hall.

No exceptions!

All the armor was placed in place, with no trace of movement.

Even the dust accumulated on the ground did not change at all.

Haha! There is indeed something wrong with it.

I knew from the sudden sneeze before coming in.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly.

The spiritual consciousness explored the darkness for a long time, but nothing happened.

So, are you going to wait for me to move first?

Cheng Fan took a light step and his spiritual sense always locked the entire audience.

Buzz —!

The second muffled sound came out.

This time, the spiritual consciousness instantly locked the coffin behind him!

Although it still looked quiet at this moment, the dust rising around the coffin betrayed it.

Moreover, the coffin was clearly sensed in the spiritual consciousness.

Oh!

The old guy who has been sleeping for thousands of years wants to climb out and harm the world?

It's really a coincidence.

Who do you meet is bad, but I just meet me.

Cheng Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his spiritual sense locked the vermilion coffin lying quietly. The magic power in his body gradually ignited, and the golden elixir slowly accelerated and swept away shocking magic powers.

If you dare to come out, I will dare to kill you as soon as possible!

It seemed that the crisis outside the coffin was sensed, and the third muffled sound did not come for a long time.

Cheng Fan waited for a moment, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Um?

Not coming out again?

If you don't come out, I'll leave?

Cheng Fan gently raised one foot and took a step towards the palace gate.

“Buzz——!”

This muffled sound made Cheng Fan stunned for a moment.

What does this mean?

Don't want to leave if you don't kill me?

Why are you still relying on me?

have to!

Then we will follow you.

Kill you before leaving.

As soon as Cheng Fan stopped, the coffin stopped moving.

“…”

Cheng Fan's face was slightly dark, and he raised his right hand and the Zhenwu sword fell into his palm.

The extremely rich power of Zhenwu Demon Striving Condensation was condensed on the sword body, and an extremely terrifying light was emitted.

bass!

Just the moment Cheng Fan summoned the Zhenwu Sword.

In the hall, there were piles of iron lumps.

No, a set of black iron pagoda armor suddenly reacted.

The cold long swords, swords, spears beside their armors trembled slowly and let out a soft moan.

It immediately floated up strangely, as if invisible big hands held it and aimed at Cheng Fan in front of the coffin.

"Ha, your subordinates are quite loyal."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Fan's mouth.

"I have changed my mind, so please eat a certain Five Thunder Dharma."

As he said that, Cheng Fan recalled the Zhenwu Sword.

Just when he was about to resist thunder.

clang!

The weapons next to the Xuantiowu fell to the ground one after another.

In the dark and vast hall, three hundred black iron pagoda armors were placed quietly in place, as if nothing had happened.

“…”

Cheng Fan understood that when he threatened the coffin, the iron lumps would be forced to each other, otherwise they would not attack him.

Cheng Fan was a little hesitant at this moment.

If he didn't know that there was something strange about the coffin, and if he knew about it at this moment, he would not be able to sit idly by and let the existence in the coffin come out to harm the world.

He glanced at the coffin.

Cheng Fan walked straight out of the hall without looking back.

The coffin became more and more obvious, but it was not opened for a long time.

And those iron lumps are like dead objects, without any movement.

"Oh, I took back what I praised you before, your subordinates did not obey your orders."

Cheng Fan smiled faintly.

Those armors are dead objects, and even if they have some spiritual power attached to them, guarding the coffin is probably only limited to intimidating the sword holder.

Cheng Fan walked step by step outside the hall, and his spiritual sense always kept locked on the coffin.

He guessed that when a limit was reached, the existence in the coffin would break out.

Although Cheng Fan didn't know what was wrong with the things in the coffin, he wouldn't want to leave if he didn't kill them.

But since he had such a request, Cheng Fan had to try his best to satisfy him.

Just as Cheng Fan was about to reach the edge of the hall, a dull sound came from the coffin!

The vermilion coffin board slowly opened a gap.

Cheng Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It can be considered to be caught by me!

His body shook suddenly and moved to the coffin in an instant.

With a "pop" in his right hand, several extremely bursting streams of thunder surged out with his left hand, gathering into a bright thunder in his palm!

Come on! Cooked oil cake!

A surging force burst out, and the extremely heavy coffin board was instantly blown away by Cheng Fan.

The left hand follows closely and covers the existence in the coffin.

Just then!

A strange fragrance suddenly penetrated Cheng Fan's nasal cavity.

A thought flashed through Cheng Fan's mind.

What kind of strange vassal king is this?

Even applying perfume?

Like a woman...

woman!

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank slightly.

Under the violent thunder flow, a girl in a long red dress was lying inside.
To be continued...