I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"I feel like the coffin descended from the sky and no mortal can desecrate it." The little white fox, who had not spoken for a long time, said slowly.

"How about it? Do you sense any danger?" Qin Feng asked.

However, the little white fox shook his head.

She said, "It should be very dangerous here, but I don't feel that way at all."

Qin Feng didn't find it strange.

It is normal for strange things to happen in places related to the ancient emperors.

"Have you discovered something?" Black Dragon suddenly asked.

"Has our journey been too easy?" Qin Feng said after hearing his question.

"You feel the same way!"

Black Dragon immediately said: "Although this journey seems to be full of dangers, to be honest, is there really any fatal danger?

Anyone with the Great Saint Realm cultivation would be able to kill his way through, right? ! "

In fact, there is no need to cultivate to the Great Saint realm, and most of those Great Saint realm masters are nearing the end of their lifespans. They are afraid of this place of death, so no one dares to come here.

Most of the people here are at the Saint King level. Although many of them died, there are probably quite a few who were able to reach here in the end.

"The notes left by the Demon Emperor record that the tomb was laid out this way to block the existence that even he fears."

Qin Feng said in a deep voice: "In the end, even cultivators at the Saint King level can come here. This is too fake."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Yulu and the little white fox also looked solemn, and they found it indeed strange.

"Is this a trap?"

Jin Yulu suddenly asked, "Isn't that coffin the Demon Emperor's coffin? Is everything here a trap set by the Demon Emperor?"

"This...I'm afraid only the Demon Emperor knows."

Qin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Who can see through the ancient emperor's plan?"

Jin Yulü was speechless. With his mere Saint King cultivation, it was just a pipe dream for him to see through the plans of the ancient emperor.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

While Qin Feng and the others were discussing, many people also landed on the island.

They were first amazed at the size of the island, but then their eyes were attracted by the dragon blood wood coffin suspended above the mountains.

"The Emperor's coffin!"

"Emperor Corpse!"

"The Demon Emperor's soldiers must be buried with him!"

Many exclamations were heard one after another.

These people have different goals.

Some wanted the emperor's corpse, some wanted the emperor's weapons, and some knew they were weak and only wanted to snatch the dragon blood wood coffin.

Some people even just want this island, thinking that if the burial place of the ancient emperor can be used as their own place of practice, it will definitely be of great benefit to their enlightenment and cultivation.

"go!"

These people had been blinded by greed, and they headed straight towards the dragon blood wood coffin.

"That guy from the Silver Horn tribe is a top-level warrior. He should be the one who killed so many people in the West some time ago."

The Black Dragon noticed that among the many cultivators, there was a genius from the Silver Horn Clan who came from another star world.

"We're already here, let's go take a look!"

Jin Yulu suggested: "No matter if it is the Great Emperor's plan or not, we can't escape it anyway."

In his opinion, dying in the plan of the ancient emperor was not a shameful thing.

"Let's go! Let's take a look." Qin Feng said.

His idea was different from Jin Yulu's. He had already made all the preparations to escape.

If anything unexpected happens, the first person will flee and leave.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

For a moment, countless figures were flying towards the direction of the dragon blood wood coffin.

There was no danger along the way.

However, more and more monks arrived, and they all headed towards the dragon blood wood coffin hanging in the air on the top of the mountains.

During this period, Qin Feng saw the figures of the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, the Nether Dragon of Zhenlong Sect and others.

These people all looked solemn and seemed to be wondering why they could get here so easily.

However, despite their doubts, none of them slowed down.

They all wanted to see the Demon Emperor's coffin, and at the same time they were all prepared with secret methods to escape.

However, the journey that followed was surprisingly smooth.

There was no danger at all.

After reaching the top of the mountains and getting close to the coffin, many monks felt an extremely terrifying pressure.

The coffin looked old and ancient, revealing an endless amount of vicissitudes.

Although it doesn’t look very big overall, this coffin seems to carry the history of eternity and vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, many monks had the same feeling in their hearts.

What is the pinnacle of martial arts.

What great law.

...

Everything seems extremely fragile, except for the coffin that runs across here, which is eternal and unchanging.

"What a terrible pressure."

A strong man from the Golden Lion Clan said in a deep voice.

His body was very strong, but the pressure released by the coffin made him feel pain in his muscles and his bones were about to break.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Other powerful men also took out their own secret treasures and suspended them above their heads.

In order to resist the terrible pressure from the coffin.

"Is the emperor's corpse in there?" a cultivator muttered.

If this is true, then they will be the first people to see the Ancient Emperor in the last hundreds of thousands of years.

Everyone's breathing became a little rapid.

No matter whether it was the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, the great genius Taowu, the Nether Dragon of Zhenlong Sect, or many other powerful beings, the expressions in their eyes were all incomparably complex and brilliant.

The atmosphere here is very subtle. Everyone wants to take away the ancient emperor's coffin, but no one takes the initiative to act for fear of becoming the target of public criticism.

"Hehe... If you don't want to take action, then I'll do it!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly spoke.

Immediately afterwards, a figure headed straight towards the coffin, and in the blink of an eye he was almost next to the coffin.

"court death!"

An old antique from the Wanxie Sect immediately became restless. No one wanted the emperor's corpse more than him.

He used a secret technique and caught up with the figure in front of him in an instant at a speed comparable to the Xing character secret technique, and slapped him with one palm.

"Pfft!"

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the figure in front was actually smashed to pieces by the old antique from the Wanxie Sect.

That's a puppet!

The person who just took the initiative to say that he wanted to snatch the coffin emperor's corpse was not aiming for the coffin, but to stimulate others to take action.

"The guy from Tianyuan!" Qin Feng's face turned cold, and he immediately determined that the puppet substitute was controlled by someone from Tianyuan.

The blood of the puppet substitute sprayed onto the coffin. All the monks' faces changed suddenly and they retreated in panic.

How can we desecrate the coffin of the ancient great emperor?

"not good!"

The old antique from the Wanxie Sect also suddenly changed his expression, and angrily cursed in his heart the person who had just tricked him into taking action.

After all, he was the only one closest to the coffin at this moment, so he immediately took out all his life-saving treasures and placed them in front of himself.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, there was complete silence here.

The blood-stained coffin did not react at all.

All entered quietly.

"What...is going on?"

All the monks were stunned, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Although the emperor is old, he cannot be bullied! The blood of this puppet has stained the demon emperor's coffin, how could there be no reaction?"

The powerful and talented person of the Silver Horn Clan said in disbelief.

Jian Shou couldn't believe his eyes.

Even if the ancient emperor was dead, he would not allow such blasphemy. What's more, this is the tomb of the Demon Emperor and everything was planned by the Demon Emperor.

"Could it be that this is not the Demon Emperor's coffin?" The great genius Taowu said in a deep voice.

"No... This is the Demon Emperor's coffin."

At this time, the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi spoke.

She did not explain why she said that or what her basis was, but no one present refuted her.

Because it's very simple. The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi is in harmony with the Tao and can sense information that other cultivators cannot.

"Could it be that because the Demon Emperor died too long ago, all the plans have become invalid due to the erosion of time?"

An old man who was a casual cultivator said in a deep voice: "Is that also the reason why we can get here so easily?"

All are not fools.

The ancient emperor's tomb actually allowed a group of Saint King-level cultivators to come here easily.

Anyone would find it abnormal.

However, the desire to see the Demon Emperor's coffin suppressed the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"The ancient emperor is indeed the pinnacle of martial arts. Even if he is dead, he cannot be desecrated."

At this time, the Nether Dragon of the Dragon Suppression Sect spoke up and said, “But no matter how powerful a creature is, it cannot escape the erosion of time.

The Demon Emperor has been dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and all the plans he left behind are probably gone.”

When many monks heard these words, they pondered in their hearts, and most of them agreed.

No matter how powerful the ancient emperors were, they still had to grow old.

It is impossible for all the layouts they left behind after their death to exist.

The one who wanted to get the emperor's corpse the most was the old antique from the Wanxie Sect, and he was closest to the coffin at this time.

After hearing these conversations, he was immediately moved.

If it was really because all the arrangements of the Demon Emperor had disappeared, the blood spilled on the coffin did not cause any reaction.

Then if he opens the coffin, there shouldn't be any danger.

Thinking of this, the old antique from the Wanxie Sect slowly continued to walk towards the coffin.

When the other monks saw this scene, they did not try to stop it, but stared at the coffin.

I don’t know whether their conversation just now really showed that time had eroded the Demon Emperor’s layout, or stimulated the old antique from the Wanxie Sect to open the coffin.

But what is certain is that everyone would like to see someone take the initiative to open the coffin.

The old antique from the Wanxie Sect was not very far from the coffin, but he took every step carefully and slowly.

After a long time, they finally arrived next to the coffin.

Even with the protection of the treasure, the terrible pressure still made him breathless.

However, thinking that the emperor's corpse was right in front of him, he no longer hesitated. He put his hands on the coffin lid and began to push it.

"boom!"

However, to everyone's surprise, the coffin lid was surprisingly light. The old antique from the Wanxie Sect pushed hard and actually pushed the coffin lid away.

It smashed heavily onto a mountain in the distance, causing it to collapse.

"what?"

Everyone was stunned, and Jian Shou couldn't believe it.

However, when everyone looked inside the coffin, they froze instantly.

Each expression is more exciting than the last.

It was as if time had stopped.

Inside the coffin was a lifelike corpse, covered with white gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, making it impossible to see the face clearly.

But this corpse gives people a kind of perfection that cannot be described in words.

Like a god from the sky, lying in the coffin.

Qin Feng's immortal demeanor was completely eclipsed at this moment.

"road!"

Suddenly someone uttered this word with difficulty.

That figure, lying there, was like the great road of heaven and earth, stretching across before one's eyes.

Many people would find it difficult to comprehend even a little bit of the great Dao of Heaven and Earth in their entire lives, but at this moment everyone felt that the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth was right before their eyes and had never been so clear.

Some people even suddenly realized the way of cultivation that they had been unable to understand for most of their lives.

"Demon Emperor!"

Black Dragon exclaimed.

He has never seen the Demon Emperor.

But he has seen Emperor Piaomiao.

so similar!

This kind of indescribable temperament and near-perfect body can only be possessed by an emperor who has integrated the great principles of heaven and earth.

"Is he really the ancient emperor?"

The little white fox was incredulous and asked, "Why did the pressure just now weaken? Could it be that the pressure came from the coffin instead of the Demon Emperor himself?"

It's so weird.

The moment the old antique from the Wanxie Sect opened the coffin, the originally terrifying pressure was weakened.

This doesn't make sense.

Before, let alone the emperor's corpse, even the most ordinary items related to the ancient emperors would have released an imperial power that was unbearable.

"Where is the Emperor of the Immortal Stone Clan? Why isn't he here? He has seen the real Ancient Emperor, so he should be able to determine whether this is the body of the Ancient Emperor."

A golden lion looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty, but did not find the figure of the prince of the Immortal Stone Clan.

"He really looks like the Demon Emperor, but... it doesn't make sense!"

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi also spoke at this time.

She had seen the portrait of the Ancient Emperor of Yao Chi, and the feeling was so similar to what she felt now.

However, she had the same doubts in her heart as the little white fox, and felt that this was too unreasonable.

"He is indeed the Demon Emperor, but it is also unreasonable."

The old antique with immortal power, who had seen the ancient emperor with his own eyes, made the same sigh at this time.

With the corpse of an emperor here, that kind of pressure cannot be dealt with so easily.

Even the pressure emanating from the corpse of a great sage was stronger than that of the Demon Emperor.

"System, help me sign in."

Just when all the cultivators were discussing, Qin Feng said secretly in his heart.

In front of the emperor's corpse, he wanted to see what he could get by signing in.

"Ding! Congratulations, master, you have signed in successfully and obtained a volume of the Demon Emperor's notes." The system's prompt sounded in Qin Feng's ears.

Qin Feng was very surprised when he heard this.

If you were in other places, signing in to get the Demon Emperor's notes would be normal.

But this is the tomb of the Demon Emperor!

Not to mention signing in to get the Demon Emperor's weapons, there should at least be more rare rewards.

It shouldn’t be as simple as a scroll of notes!

"Is there something wrong with the Demon Emperor's corpse?" Qin Feng said secretly in his heart.

"call..."

However, at this moment, a breeze blew by, making everyone feel an inexplicable chill.