Liu Feidong swayed a few times before he stood up, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He tilted his head and glanced at the void below and swallowed. Only then did I look at the white dragon carefully before and after, and asked, "Brother Han, is your mount really a dragon? I haven't seen you bring it into the ancient battlefield. When did it come in?"
Han Yu didn't say much. Standing on the dragon's neck, his eyes looked far ahead, the power of the soul was exerted to the extreme, covering a radius of 1,900 zhang, and all directions covered by the power of the soul were dark voids. In this void, there is a strange energy fluctuating, and it is this energy that makes people unable to fly.
There is also a biting chill and chill in the dark, which makes people shudder.
"Brother Han, the smell of blood is so strong!" Liu Fei shuddered and walked behind Han Yu in fear.
Han Yu naturally noticed the bloody smell in the air for a long time. It was so thick that it made people want to vomit.
Chill, chill, and blood make this place full of weirdness.
"Brother Han, where are we going?" Liu Fei asked, he didn't want to stay here any longer.
"Go down and have a look!" Han Yu said indifferently, he was all down, of course he had to go down there to have a look.
It took half an hour for the white dragon to fly, and it seemed like a bottomless abyss. The further down, the chills, chills, and blood became more intense, and Liu Fei had to hold up his vitality shield to resist.
Suddenly, a vast lake entered Han Yu's soul perception range, and Han Yu was stunned for a moment. This vast lake contains not water, but blood, bright red blood.
"How can there be such a place?" Han Yu gasped, and within the range of his soul's power perception was blood, how many people would have to die to form such a terrifying sea of blood
Han Yu couldn't help but think of the blood-sucking in the ninth arena, and those blood had fallen into this sea of blood!
"Blood water?" The white dragon landed a hundred feet above the sea, and Liu Fei was shocked to see the situation below.
The power of Han Yu's soul was shot into the sea of blood, and it was not only blood floating on the surface, but a sea of plasma.
Han Yu's heart became extremely heavy, this is definitely an ominous place.
Han Yu let the white dragon descend to a distance of ten feet above the sea, then stopped descending and flew slowly towards the east. It didn't take long for them to cross a distance of more than 30 kilometers, and the scene they saw was exactly the same.
The unchanging blood-colored sea was also terribly calm, with no waves at all.
"Coffin, Brother Han, look, there's a coffin floating over there!" Liu Fei called out, pointing to the northeast.
Han Yu had already discovered the coffin, and was in a daze. This coffin was exactly the same as the sarcophagus that Han Yu was carrying when he met the shadow soldiers outside the gate of hell.
Whether it is the size of the sarcophagus, or the strange patterns, spells, runes, etc. carved on it, they are all the same.
Han Yu made the white dragon fly quickly towards the sarcophagus. He stretched out a weird hand from the sarcophagus, leaving behind a tortoise shell. The puzzle of "Yi Shi Jiu Jiu" has not been solved yet. If you can see the people inside the coffin, Might be able to solve the mystery.
"Tianlao, how did that sarcophagus come here? Could it be that this is the place where the connection is made after the gate of hell?" Han Yu asked Tianlao secretly.
The abyss of sin is 108,000 miles away from here. If the bottom is connected, how big it must be.
"I don't know." Tian Lao said simply.
"Uh..." Han Yu was speechless for a while.
Tian Lao paused and said, "This sarcophagus is not the sarcophagus before!"
Han Yu was taken aback and asked, "It's exactly the same, how could it not be?"
Tian Laodao said: "Although the appearance is exactly the same, there is a special mark on the sarcophagus. You can see that on the lid of the end of the sarcophagus, there is a row of small ancient texts engraved. These texts are signs, indicating that each coffin is different. The words '78,000' are engraved on the coffin, and the words '32,001' are engraved on this coffin."
Han Yu took a closer look at the end of the coffin. There was indeed a row of small characters engraved on the lid, which was easy to ignore. Asked: "Is this number the number of these coffins?"
Tian Lao said: "Maybe, maybe not!"
Han Yu asked the white dragon to approach the coffin. Han Yu first probed the coffin with the power of his soul. There was a special power on the coffin, and the power of the soul could not enter.
Han Yu thought for a while, propped up the patterned shield to protect him and Liu Fei, then brought the coffin over and tried to open the lid.
Although the sarcophagus was not too big, the lid of the coffin weighed 10,000 kilograms. Han Yu opened the lid, and a rotten smell rushed out from the inside. At the same time, an incomparably terrifying and ferocious aura rushed out, which scared the white dragon involuntarily to avoid it.
Han Yu looked at the opened coffin from a distance, and slowly approached when he saw that nothing came out. Inside was a corpse, rotten beyond its appearance, wearing strange clothes that Han Yu had never seen before.
"This is the costume of the ancient times." Tian Lao said.
"Ancient times?" Han Yu said in surprise: "The corpses of the ancient times can still be partially preserved, isn't this too heaven-defying?"
The so-called ancient times are 10,000 years ago. For such a long time, anything can turn into dust, but this corpse is only rotting. It's no wonder Han Yu is not surprised.
"It should be the reason of the coffin, which slowed down the rate of decay of the corpse, so it's almost like being dead for a few years for so long." Tian Lao explained.
Han Yu nodded, checked the body, and found that the body's limbs and head had long nails nailed to the bottom of the coffin. Han Yu had never seen or heard of such a burial method.
Han Yu took off a nail and shook the stain away.
The whole nail is about a foot long and the thickness of the index finger. It is made of a kind of black wood, with some mysterious and mysterious runes carved on it, which Han Yu has never seen before.
"Willow Town Ghost Nails!" Tian Lao faintly said, "It is said that some people who die abnormally will turn into ghosts after death, causing harm to the world. When they are buried, they will often be nailed on their corpses. Willow Town Ghost Nails Nails, so that the corpse can be suppressed and not turned into a ghost."
In the past, Han Yu didn't really believe in ghosts, but since seeing the ghost soldiers passing by at the gate of the ghost gate, his perception has completely changed. Han Yu put the Willow Town Ghost Nail back in place, covered the coffin, and let it float on the sea.
"The sea of blood, the floating coffin, the corpses of the ancient times, the ghost nails in Willow Town. Could it be related to the ancient times? Where is this place?" Countless questions flashed through Han Yu's mind.