Chapter 328

Ye Hao's face was pale and his heart was almost mentioned to his throat. It was not that he was timid, but that the scene in front of him was too scary.

Who is buried in this mysterious coffin?

And does it really die?

Ye Hao's black eyes are shrinking and his body is tight. The two palms are too strange. One is as white as jade, like the most beautiful masterpiece in heaven and earth, while the other is dry and dark, like a fierce ghost for thousands of years.

This is a pair of women's palms!

But it seems that some strange and terrible transformation is taking place.

Fortunately, the palms of the both hands held the edge of the coffin like this. It seems that they have been kept for endless years, and there has been no change.

"Is it really the queen mother of the West buried in this coffin?"

The queen mother of the west is magnificent. She pushes across nine days and ten places, forcing all the men in the world to bow down. She can definitely be regarded as shaking the past and shining the present. She is not much worse than the invincible ancestor of the sword sect.

But even such amazing figures still fell in the mysterious upheaval in ancient times, and no one knows what happened.

Ye Hao was very restless. The Kunlun restricted area was vaguely related to the West Queen Mother, and in the deepest part of the restricted area, there was undoubtedly a female corpse in the mysterious coffin, which made him wonder.

"This place is too evil. Don't stay long."

Shen Jiuyou made a sound. The water in Kunlun is too deep. It makes people shudder when thinking about it. Even with his fearless temperament, he feels creepy here.

Ye Hao nodded and looked extremely vigilant. He bypassed the coffin and continued to go deep. When his eyes just swept away, he suddenly found a figure standing silently on the other side of the coffin.

The coffin was very big, and the figure stood on the other side of the coffin, so Ye Hao didn't really find out until now that his eyes were suddenly tightened.

"Saint of yaochi?!"

Ye Hao was shocked and lost his voice. The figure was dressed in a white skirt. It was as holy as snow. It was like a fairy lotus in the dark. It was not contaminated with human fireworks. It was impressively a contemporary saint of the holy land of yaochi.

After the shock, Ye Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. No matter who he met in this evil and strange place, as long as it was a living person!

"Hmm? She doesn't look right."

Ye Hao frowned. The saint of yaochi was graceful and elegant. I don't know when the veil on her original face had disappeared, revealing a beautiful cheek that can be broken by blowing bombs.

Yun miaoxuan deserves to be known as the first beauty in the eastern wilderness. The beauty is somewhat unreal. Rao is Ye Hao. At this moment, he can't help being slightly distracted.

After a short absence, he suddenly noticed that the former's beautiful cheeks were very stiff, but his expression was like a smile. Even his clear and quiet eyes were empty, as if they were taken away by something dirty, which was extremely strange.

Ye Hao called a few times, but the former didn't respond at all, which made him a little angry at the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that the saint of yaochi would also appear here, and it seems that she came earlier than him.

"It seems that there are other entrances and exits."

There is no one here except the saint of yaochi, which makes Ye Hao happy and confused.

There are no corpses here. Did his father really not fall?

But if so, where did he go?

In Ye Hao's doubt, the saint of yaochi in the distance suddenly moved. She was like a string puppet, with a stiff and strange smile on her face, and walked slowly towards the coffin.

Ye Hao's complexion changed. At the same time, he noticed that the saint of yaochi was holding a page of chaotic gold paper, which was full of mysterious fly head small characters, with bursts of Avenue charm from above.

"Fairy roll?!"

Ye Hao's eyes contracted and he guessed in an instant that the thing in the former's hand was definitely one of the two inheritances of the West Queen Mother!

The immortal spirit scroll can be called the supreme immortal Sutra. It is mysterious and reaches the heaven, but it is the same as the xuanhuang heavenly skill. It is not included in the 36 peerless skills.

After all, since the fall of the West Queen Mother, even the holy land of yaochi has only half of the fairy scroll, and the other half has been lost so far. The holy land of yaochi came to Kunlun ruins this time to look for this half of the ancient Sutra.

"The fairy roll is really in Kunlun!"

Ye Hao looks dignified. The state of the saint of yaochi seems to be related to the ancient scriptures in her hand. She faintly wants to bring her into the mysterious coffin.

"She didn't take the ancient Scripture out of the coffin, did she? This girl is really stupid and bold!"

Ye Hao's face was a little tangled. The huge coffin was evil and strange. The creatures buried in it seemed to have some strange transformation. If you enter the coffin, you don't have to think about it and know that there will be no good end.

If he were someone else, he could definitely turn a blind eye. After all, this mysterious giant coffin is so evil.

But the saint of yaochi once instructed him to find the Dan Hall. That's why he could get the jade amulet by chance and inherit the creation Dan Sutra.

Really speaking, the saint of yaochi inadvertently helped him a lot. If she just watched her die, Ye Hao was really uneasy.

"Spell it!"

After the heart read the electricity, Ye Hao bit his teeth and rushed out directly under the terrible pressure of the giant coffin.

"That's..."

Ye Hao's speed was unparalleled. It was like an electric light. Until he was close, he suddenly noticed that a huge bronze tripod stood in the darkness behind the saint of yaochi.

The giant tripod has three feet and two ears. It is covered with dust. The tripod body is engraved with mysterious and complex lines, like vast mountains and rivers, creatures and all things. An invisible terrorist pressure diffuses from it, as if it can suppress heaven and earth, which is extremely frightening.

Ye Hao was breathless. If he had been outside Kunlun, he would have found that although the bronze cauldron in the dark had been silent for countless years, the breath on it was no less powerful than the sword cutting immortal sword held by the Jianzong!

Fortune immortal tripod!

The Western queen mother became the weapon of Tao!

Although Ye Hao has never seen the power of cutting immortal sword, he has never had a fear reaction in the sea. He also instantly thought of the origin of the giant tripod.

of course

At the moment, Ye Hao has no time to shock. The saint of yaochi has climbed up the coffin like a string puppet, and he can only rush out.

Boom!

As Ye Hao gets closer to the giant coffin, his blood roars like thunder. It's really that the pressure emitted by the giant coffin is too terrible. Rao is his golden body, and Chengdu can't bear it.

"Go!"

When the saint of yaochi climbed to the edge of the coffin and was about to jump down, Ye Hao also gritted his teeth and lifted her on his shoulder. At the same time, he couldn't help glancing at the half open giant coffin.

Dark and deep, like an abyss, you can only vaguely see a vague figure.

At the edge, there are some scattered light spots, like stars in the deep night sky, emitting extremely mysterious light. Even Ye Hao couldn't help but be slightly distracted.

"What is this?"

As soon as the idea flashed in his mind, Ye Hao stretched his palm into the coffin and grabbed one of the light spots.