"Bang!"

Ying Xuan fell heavily to the ground, and was now in a mysterious hall.

But this endless emptiness and silence are like coming to a deserted Gobi Desert.

Without any vitality, time seems to have stopped here, which is far from its external form.

"Coffin King, how are you?" Ying Xuan held the tattered little black coffin in both hands, very worried.

The dense cracks forced him to be very energetic and be careful, for fear that he would be "disintegrated into pieces" with force.

Now they are grasshoppers on a rope. If the little black coffin is gone, he will not be able to escape death.

"I can't die..." The dying tone made Ying Xuanxin raise again, because he saw several cracks on the surface of the small black coffin.

“What should I do now.”

The experience of the little black coffin is obviously something terrifying unknown exists here, and it has great hostility towards them.

"They can't get in for a while. There should be a teleportation station here. If we find it, we will be saved."

The injury of the little black coffin was really serious, and after saying this, the cracks increased again.

"How to find it?" Ying Xuan asked, not asking how long it took for the time being, nor what if there was no teleportation station.

It is obvious that their lives will be dependent on illusory luck.

"You can find a direction."

Ying Xuan: "..."

Is it so casual?

If you don’t have time to complain, now time is fate.

Facing the drowsy dark light that came from nowhere, Ying Xuan embarked on the road to gambling his life.

This road will be saved if it becomes a life, and if it fails, it will be buried here.

On the quiet wasteland, a small figure was moving in one direction at an extremely fast speed, leaving holes one by one.

"Mr. Coffin, you have to withstand it!"

...

Running on the vast wasteland, Ying Xuan could see several ancient trees gathering from time to time, with strange branches stretching out hideously.

And as time passed, a scent of rotten odor began to float in the air, which was disgusting.

Soon, Ying Xuan saw the source of this unpleasant odor.

At this moment, in front of him, a thick black river flowed by, and a small and tattered and empty boat floated alone on the Black River.

The boat was dark and the wood was broken. A worn paper lantern hung crookedly on it, leaving no lights.

Not far from him, there were several dead trees standing on the shore.

A strange bird lived on a tree, occasionally making sharp and hoarse screams, which made Ying Xuan's hair stand upside down and his heart was trembling.

This is a very strange scene.

Under the dim sky and earth, a black river with rotten smell flows to nowhere, and a lonely boat is strange and rippling gently on it.

Ying Xuan just glanced at it for a few times and felt a creepy from afar, feeling a suffocating and strange aura.

In a trance, it seemed as if I saw an ancient wild beast roaring across the world, roaring to the sky, making people shudder and tremble all over my body.

Ying Xuan turned around and left. In such a strange place, staying for one more second would be irresponsible for his life.

"Click!"

The sound of shattering made Ying Xuan stiffen for a moment before he moved his footsteps away and looked down.

A snow-white skeleton was lying quietly on the ground, and Ying Xuan remembered it very clearly and sure that there was absolutely no such skeleton just now.

"Hold the grass!"

His scalp became numb, and Ying Xuan remembered the time he escaped from death outside the palace gate.

If Xiao Hei Coffin hadn't woken him up, I'd probably not know that there was a figure behind him until he died.

Especially when he saw another very familiar scene.

On the ground next to him, there were a few dried blood words, the blurry, sticky feeling, and the unwillingness and resentment conveyed, exactly the same as what he had seen before!!

"What a fucking genius!! Boy, follow the direction of this skeleton!"

At this moment, Xiao Hei Coffin spoke, as if he was extremely amazed at the original body of the skeleton, and said several words of praise in succession.

Ying Xuan walked a few steps in skepticism. Seeing that nothing abnormal happened, he let go of his heart and continued to walk.

Not long after, I found a pair of white bones lying on my back on the ground, with a few blood words next to me as usual. The emotion I conveyed now seemed to be... happy?!!

He continued walking with a confused look on his face. As expected, he saw more than a dozen skeletons one after another.

What made him difficult to understand was that the further he went forward, the happier the emotions conveyed by the blood words next to the bones, and the little black coffin even said a few words "hold the grass".

Obviously, the original bodies of these skeletons did something that made the little black coffin amazed.

At this moment, Ying Xuan vaguely saw a undulating ups and downs ahead. When he approached, his expression suddenly stopped.

A ruin came into view, and only a small part of it appeared in front of him.

There are even more vast ruins that penetrate horizontally beyond the limit of his sight.

Broken walls, falling stone pillars, rubble everywhere... seem to tell an unknown history.

In that distant past, this place should be a continuous and magnificent palace complex, with extreme glory.

Now, only this desolate scene is left, and the glorious ends.

If you go deeper, you will see the vastness of this ruins even more.

Wherever you see, they are all foundations made of huge stones.

It is completely unimaginable how grand and magnificent it was in the beginning.

"Cha~Cha~Cha~Cha~"

Stepping on the rubble, I made a sound, passing by collapsed palaces.

At this moment, Ying Xuan stopped. Amid this ruined ruin, an intact palace was obviously very eye-catching.

Just about a hundred meters ahead, a palace stands quietly there.

Outside the hall gate, a corpse was stalked, with its original outfit and a very familiar back.

Even if he didn't look at the front, Ying Xuan knew that this was the corpse he had seen outside the small hall.

"The brain is wide and painful!" Ying Xuan covered his head with a painful expression. What is this? Is it a nesting doll?

Suddenly, the palace vibrated violently, and a fog drowned from all directions, showing a destructive and decaying momentum, which could not be stopped at all.

This is a very terrifying force, like before the world opens, it is chaotic and unstoppable.

If you are submerged, you will definitely die.

"I don't want to die yet!"

Ying Xuan was completely disheartened. What was wrong with this world? I just wanted to live well, why is it so difficult!!

This fog came too quickly, and even the little black coffin didn't notice it... Well?! Ying Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at the palm of his left hand, and a tattoo of the "little black coffin" was printed on the palm of his hand.

And at this moment, his right index finger suddenly shone brightly, and the fog that surged suddenly stopped.

Then, a jade pendant appeared in front of him and shook it for a moment.

When his eyes lit up, Ying Xuan found that he was no longer in his original place, and a door stood in front of him.

Ying Xuan was shocked. This portal was very similar to the portal that Xiao Hei Coffin had opened with his blood before.

It's even just a difference in size, the others are exactly the same.

Thinking of the Tai Chi mark on his left hand, he was 70% sure, and this was their vitality.

As he expected, the Tai Chi mark automatically flew out from his left arm and fell into the center of the portal.

"Crack~Crack~"

A sound of metal turning, the door opened, revealing a vibrant world of light.

It is no longer dark and drowsy, full of desolation, no longer graves, corpses, broken walls, and no scent of corrupt odor.

The fresh air seemed to be coming towards the door through the door, and Ying Xuan even felt that he smelled the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Chapter completed!