In fact, Qin Yi really hopes that there is a little girl lying in the coffin or something, and then he can give her a new magic weapon to play with, so that she can be kidnapped by his side and followed...
But I knew it was just a good dream.
They don't even dare to touch the coffin. According to the theory of tassel's house grab, if you directly touch the body, you will be more likely to be broken into.
Qin Yi tentatively threw the Happy Bead, standing in front of the coffin, forming a shield of the realm.
Immediately, it felt unreliable, and turned to ask Ju Yunxiu, "Does Senior Sister have something like this that can exorcise evil?"
Ju Yunxiu blinked: "Draw one on the spot?"
"...Forget it, the attributes are different." Qin Yi said, "Try it first?"
Li Qingjun's weak voice sounded beside him: "Jing Long Pei."
Qin Yi was overjoyed: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
"It's nothing, it's like a sleep, and it's still a little drowsy. It's okay." Li Qingjun rubbed his head: "This kind of soul overdraft is really powerful."
Qin Yi didn't have the heart to tell her that Feng Bulu was only slightly injured by the blow of her sword, and she had been in a coma for so long.
Tengyun's confrontation with Qianyuan, spanning two major realms, is truly hitting a stone with an egg. Being able to influence Feng Buliu in a hurry and successfully make him fall into a sneak attack in the painting world is already the greatest achievement.
I haven't won yet, so I have to try to solve it.
And the coffin in front of him is very likely to be Qianyuan again.
The average person may feel a little hopeless and powerless, but fortunately, all the people present are very tenacious people, and they will only actively consider ways.
Li Qingjun supported Qin Yi to stand up and took off the scaring dragon pendant: "This is the treasure of Huiyang that Master obtained from his travels more than a hundred years ago. , hence the name Jinglong."
Qin Yi leaned back: "This thing is actually a treasure of Huiyang! I thought it was a kind of amulet made by Li Duanxuan. It was a magic weapon at most, but it turned out to be a magic weapon."
"It's a real magic weapon." Li Qingjun smiled: "So think about the corpse worm demon back then, the little psychic demon has not yet transformed, of course, even touching it will be miserable, and we don't need any power from us at all. It can really be on its own. If you use it as a driver, it can be against Huiyang, and it is especially effective against goblins and ghosts, so the king wants to seize it, and they want to rely on this resistance process, which is better than their own magic weapon."
String up. Qin Yi secretly said that it would not be easy for this jade pendant to stay in Nanli for 20 years without being discovered and robbed by the monks. Liusu wanted to say "I want it" when he saw it. At that time, he was not close to Liusu, so he ignored it... As a result, the arrogance of a king will lead to the destruction of the country. The cause and effect is really hard to say.
Li Qingjun put up the Jinglong Pei and held it above the coffin. This time, there was a Buddhist bead defense and Jinglong Pei suppressed it, so Qin Yi was ready to open the coffin from the air.
At this moment, Ju Yunxiu's painting scroll shook, and a bloody aura was slightly spilled out of the painting.
The crowd changed in unison.
This place must be the intersection of the main plane and the netherworld, causing the interlaced breath of the two realms to constantly interfere and disrupt the realm. But it doesn't stop there, it won't continue to expand.
This Feng Burui waited for a while, and found that the solidity of the world will not weaken any more, but this weakening has also given him the confidence to break the world, so he began to forcibly break the world!
"Boom!"
The energy had been dissipated, and Qin Yi reached out to block it. With just this amount of energy, it had already knocked him back several steps.
Then, the cold spiritual thoughts spread, and Ju Yunxiu could no longer hold the painting.
Seeing the breakthrough is imminent!
Qin Yi's thoughts turned and he said hurriedly, "Open the coffin with a painting!"
Ju Yunxiu understood, secretly that he was really a little thief.
The picture scroll flew out with a whimper, hit the edge of the coffin lid, and opened the coffin lid a little.
Inside Feng Bulu felt a shocking impact, and immediately assumed that Ju Yunxiu was putting pressure on him. With a loud shout, a bone arrow slammed into the direction of the impact with all his strength.
"Whoosh"!
A sharp breath came out of the painting and rushed into the coffin viciously.
And at the moment when the museum opened, an extremely cold and ghostly aura emerged from the coffin, and it rushed out with a shrill whistling.
The force of the bone arrow collided fiercely with the force of the cold in the coffin. After all, the bone arrow only revealed a residual force in the painting world.
In the painting world, Feng Burui spat out a mouthful of blood, and his heart was horrified.
How can there be the power of Qianyuan? Qin Yi and the others still have the Qianyuan magic weapon available
In any case, they couldn't possibly have the spare energy to move again. Feng Bulu took a deep breath and flew out the real killer again: a blood fight.
As soon as the boundless blood energy appeared, all the grass and trees in the painting circle around him withered, and then quickly spread to the surrounding mountains and rivers, turning bloody.
The magic weapon at the bottom of the sealed box is a filthy treasure made from countless grievances and blood. If you touch it, you will die, and even the flesh and soul will be pus and blood, and will be wiped out. Even he himself can't move such a magic weapon lightly, and it is difficult to bear with a bloody backlash.
This is going to take a lot of effort, and it will break the boundary even if you are seriously injured!
In fact, outside the painting world is completely different from what he imagined.
Feng Buluo's thoughts were outside the picture: Qin Yi and the others were injured and tired, each holding a magic weapon, nervously surrounding the vibrating picture scroll as if they were facing a great enemy.
Actual off-screen: Inside the coffin, Qin Yi and others hold magic weapons and stare nervously at the coffin.
The lid of the coffin was completely opened, and the force of the cold shock suddenly reversed, turning into a terrifying suction, as if to suck everything into the coffin.
The Buddha beads shone with light and blocked the suction as much as possible, and it cracked slightly with a "click" sound.
Qin Yi sucked in a breath of cold air, the Huiyang-level Buddha beads were almost destroyed in just one click! Fortunately, the suction was also offset, and everyone was safe. Only the picture scroll that was thrown out before was sucked into the coffin by the previous suction.
At the same time, the Jinglong Pendant in the sky was in full bloom, and the divine light shone down. The ghostly yin in the coffin was about to rush out, but was swept away by the divine light and turned back.
At the same moment, blood spilled out of the scroll that was sucked in.
The ghostly yin qi exploded violently, and the two evil yin and cold energies clashed again in the coffin.
"Pfft..." Feng Burui spat out a mouthful of blood again and fell to the ground, completely unbelievable.
What's going on? How come an attack from outside is stronger than the first, and the last attack is simply fatal, and the opponent will be completely dissolved. Could it be that someone on Qin Yi's side sacrificed his life for justice
I can't see the outside world's blind guess, it really doesn't make sense.
"Squeak!" The monkey came again.
"Go away!" Feng Buluo was hurt and angry, roared up to the sky, and punched the monkey thousands of miles away.
The painting was roaring, and at this time the tomb was completely quiet.
There was no sound in the coffin, and even the ghostly aura completely disappeared due to the collision with Feng Bulu. The spiritual energy was dense and flowing, and the whole atmosphere became a little peaceful.
The four of Qin Yi looked at each other in dismay, put away the Buddha Beads, and slowly moved to the coffin to take a look.
Inside lies the corpse of an old man. After ten thousand years, its appearance has not changed. The physical body has not decayed, but it has no soul.
The attack just now was close at hand, and it exploded right next to him, and his body was not damaged at all. The protection of the Nether Qi here, coupled with his practice during his lifetime, was almost immortal.
He is completely dead, his soul has been scattered, it is impossible to resurrect. Unless the soul has been reincarnated, after a certain year and a certain month to find the memory of the past life, maybe he can come back and do something. The preservation of the corpse is nothing more than this, the conspiracy of the imagination does not exist.
Thinking about it, it's right to create such a closed space, with all kinds of labyrinths, real and fake tombs, of course, not to deceive people to come and seize the house, but to sincerely use it to preserve one's own bones.
The attacks just now were nothing more than the restrictions that the tomb robbers had to face to open the coffin, not a conspiracy at all.
It's just that the terrifying prohibition that should have been endured by tomb robbers was completely blocked.
"So..." Qin Yi looked down at the image of Feng Buluo Yangtian roaring in the picture scroll, and couldn't help but said, "He is really a good person."