His mental power was also unable to penetrate the surface of the coffin.

If he guessed correctly, these six halls should be the legendary Luofeng Six Heavens, the residences of ghosts and gods stationed in the six palaces. But why would there be a coffin in this residence of ghosts and gods?

What Lin Qiye can be sure of is that this coffin is definitely not for gods, because judging from the pictures on the surface of the coffin, it is full of the atmosphere of ancient scrolls. However, Lin Qiye is not good at history and art, and he cannot infer the specific dynasty from the pictures on it for the time being.

Another thing is that the size of this coffin is too different from the size of the ghost. How could a ghost who can sit on a throne more than 30 meters high be stuffed into such a small coffin after death?

Lin Qiye squatted down and carefully observed the pictures on the surface of the coffin.

The first picture seems to show a figure in blue clothes, standing on an altar. Various offerings are placed in front of the altar, including fruits, beasts and even gold. A large number of figures are kneeling on the open space in front of the altar, as if they are worshiping his presence.

In the second picture, the protagonist is still the blue-clothed figure, but this time he is standing in front of a burning palace, surrounded by ruins. His body is covered in blood, and many green soldiers are standing in front of him, fighting against strange creatures that are as dense as a tide.

In the third picture, in front of another palace, there stands a man in imperial robes. In front of him is a black and red coffin, and the figure in blue has one foot in the coffin, as if he is about to lie down in it.

In the fourth picture, the blue-clad figure has disappeared, replaced by a large number of black-armored soldiers. At the front of the formation, they are carrying a black and red coffin and moving towards a half-open bronze door.

The scene ended here. Lin Qiye frowned slightly, slowly stood up from the coffin, and fell into deep thought.

There is not much information that can be obtained from these four pictures, and this story is full of mysteries in Lin Qiye's eyes. Who is the blue-clothed figure? Why do so many people worship him? What are those strange creatures surrounding the palace?

However, from the last two pictures, it is not difficult to see that the last blue-clothed figure lay in the coffin himself, and was then sent into the huge bronze gate by the army, and behind the huge bronze gate... is naturally Fengdu.

Why did they send this coffin to Fengdu and store it in a heavenly palace?

Lin Qiye shook his head, put away these complicated thoughts, moved his eyes away from the coffin, turned around and walked out of the hall.

No matter how mysterious the story of this coffin is, it happened hundreds or even thousands of years ago. He has no interest in playing a puzzle game here. Since it is certain that Baili Pangpang and the others are not here, he should move to another palace to continue searching.

But just when he turned around, a soft sound suddenly echoed in the empty hall.

Boom——!

Lin Qiye stopped suddenly.

Every inch of muscle in his body tensed instantly, and his mental strength stretched to the extreme, sweeping across every corner of the hall.

There's nothing strange about it.

All the armor and all the items were neatly placed in their original positions, and his mental power had never been withdrawn. At that moment just now, there was absolutely no other thing in the hall.

Another ghost?

Lin Qiye stood tensely in the darkness for a long time. Seeing nothing unusual happened, he took another step and slowly moved towards the entrance of the hall...

Boom——!

The second light sound was heard again!

This time, Lin Qiye heard it clearly. He turned around quickly, his eyes fixed on the black and red coffin lying quietly on the stone platform. One hand grasped the handle of the straight knife behind him, ready to pull it out at any time!

He stared at the coffin intently, beads of sweat oozing from his back, and his expression was extremely solemn.

The sound came from the coffin.

A coffin that has been sealed in the ghost town of Fengdu for who knows how many years.

How is this possible?

Even if there is a ghost lying in the coffin, its soul should have been scattered after such a long time, right?

Lin Qiye stared at the black and red coffin, then he gently raised his feet and took a step back towards the palace door...

Boom——!

Sure enough, the third sound was heard again!

Not only that, after this sound was heard, the bronze armor around Lin Qiye trembled at the same time, as if it was coming alive, and strangely deflected slightly towards Lin Qiye's direction.

Lin Qiye retracted his foot, pondered for a moment, and then slowly took another step towards the coffin.

This time, no sound was heard.

It only makes sound when you are far away from it, but not when you are close to it?

Lin Qiye figured out the pattern of the sound, and his doubts grew even stronger. Could it be that the thing in the coffin didn't want him to leave?

Lin Qiye stood among the many armors and was stuck in a stalemate for a moment, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

Run towards the palace gate?

What if the sound in the coffin appears multiple times in succession and the bronze armor around it mutates?

After the lesson with the paper man ghost soldiers, Lin Qiye realized that the weapons, ghost soldiers and other strange powers in this Fengdu all belonged to the category of miracles, which were simply beyond his ability to deal with at his current level. If these strange bronze armors were revived, he would most likely be in an extremely dangerous situation.

But if I don't run away, am I just going to stay here forever?

Lin Qiye hesitated for a long time and suddenly had an idea.

Clang——!!

He pulled out a straight knife from behind with one hand and slowly pulled it out of the sheath...

Since people can't walk over there, I can use the straight knife's reverse summoning magic circle to teleport out directly, right?

But at the moment when Lin Qiye pulled the blade out of the sheath, the long swords behind the bronze armors also made a slight sound, and unexpectedly stretched out automatically, as if an invisible hand grasped the handle and pulled them out.

Three hundred long swords were unsheathed at the same time!

Lin Qiye's hand, which was halfway to drawing the sword, suddenly stopped. After hesitating for a moment, he silently put the sword behind him back into the sheath.

clang——!

Three hundred long swords were also sheathed.

In the dark hall, three hundred pieces of armor were quietly displayed there, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Qiye: ...

In this hall, I can't even draw my sword?

Lin Qiye looked at the armors with a headache. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and strode directly towards the black and red coffin in the center!

Nothing unusual happened, and Lin Qiye walked smoothly to the side of the coffin and stopped.

"You won't let me go, you won't let me draw my sword, what exactly do you want?" Lin Qiye frowned and muttered to himself as he looked at the coffin in front of him.

The coffin lay quietly in front of him, so quiet.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and slowly placed his hands on the edge of the coffin. At the same time, his eyes were filled with a layer of bright golden light!

He couldn't waste any more time here. No matter what was in the coffin, he would never be able to leave this hall unless he got rid of it.

"My strength is as great as the mountains and my courage is as great as the world!"

Lin Qiye's hands suddenly exerted force! !

With a dull thud, the black and red coffin board was slowly lifted up by Lin Qiye...

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