"This time, it's finally not a wall!"
When Chen Xuan and his companions passed through a wall again and came to a hall, Dao Junzi and his companions couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, just now, Chen Xuan led them around here and there, and passed through several walls.
However, every time you pass through a wall, the environment you arrive at is still a street.
Moreover, it gives people a strange feeling that these streets are extremely familiar, as if they have just walked on them.
Therefore, although Chen Xuan led them to constantly cross various walls, it gave people a feeling of going round and round in circles.
If it weren't for this time when they finally arrived at a hall, Dao Junzi and the others would have even begun to suspect whether Chen Xuan was experiencing the so-called ghost wall?
Fortunately, the new scene before them allowed them to eliminate such doubts.
This is a cold palace, and inside the palace, there are cold sculptures everywhere.
On the walls, some ancient totems are carved.
It is unknown what era these totems belong to. There are snakes with heads on both ends of their bodies, birds with nine heads, monkeys with three heads and six arms, and so on.
All kinds of strange and ancient creatures are carved on the walls.
At first glance, there was an aura unique to the barbaric era!
"It seems that the totemic creatures on these walls should have been carved since the construction of the God's Tomb Cemetery."
Dao Junzi couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Most of the totem monsters here are unknown. There are birds with nine heads, foxes with nine tails, and monkeys with three heads and six arms. If you don't know them, you might think they are monsters."
Manying couldn't help but complain.
"Nine-headed bird, nine-tailed fox, three-headed six-armed ape, nine-life cat, blue dragon and white tiger..."
Chen Xuan stared at these totem paintings and couldn't help muttering to himself.
Although Taoist Junzi and the others did not know what the image on the totem was, Chen Xuan knew it.
Not only did he know it, he had also seen it!
Of course, I haven’t seen it in real life, but I have seen it on TV in my previous life.
These totem images are almost exactly the same as those seen on TV.
This surprised Chen Xuan very much.
Is it a coincidence?
But if it is a coincidence, then aren't there too many coincidences?
These totem monsters carved on the walls are almost indistinguishable from the ones on TV. Even twins couldn't look so alike!
It would be fine if it only looked like one kind of monster, but the key point is that whether it is the nine-tailed fox, the nine-headed bird, the three-headed six-armed ape, the blue dragon and the white tiger, etc., these totems are exactly the same as what Chen Xuan had seen on TV in his previous life!
It is impossible for someone who has never seen this kind of totem to draw an identical monster based on imagination and put it on the big screen.
Could it be that the directors who produce TV shows or the illustrators who draw comics have seen these totems with their own eyes?
In other words, they not only saw the totem with their own eyes, but also saw the creature on the totem with their own eyes.
But how is this possible?
The more Chen Xuan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Could it be that someone else, like him, had traveled through time and space to this world?
Finally, he successfully traveled back?
Is this possible?
That shouldn't be possible!
The more Chen Xuan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Things seemed to be becoming more and more confusing.
"Look, there's a coffin in the middle!"
Suddenly, Chen Luo pointed to the center of the hall.
There, there lay a cold coffin quietly.
It just lay there, lying there for who knows how many years.
"This coffin looks familiar."
Taoist couldn't help but speak.
Chen Xuan didn't say anything, but walked silently forward and approached the coffin.
This is a black coffin, covered with cracks.
These cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.
It looked like this coffin would fall apart at any moment.
And there was a small black hole on one side of the coffin.
The small black hole looked like it had been pierced by an arrow.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan instantly recalled the shocking scene he saw when he first came into contact with the white candle.
The last scene on the screen was a black arrow, which seemed to have traveled through the universe and gathered terrifying power, and finally nailed the coffin with a bang.
That was an arrow shot by the God-King, and the crack in the coffin was also caused by that arrow.
In other words, the coffin in front of him did not belong to anyone else, but to King Ming!
Back then, after King Ming was defeated, not only was his body gone, but his coffin was also snatched away by the Darkborn Demons and moved here!
"This is the coffin of the Ming King!"
Taoist gentleman said.
The rest of the people didn't say anything, but they all nodded in agreement.
Chen Luo had never come into contact with white candles, but he did participate in the great war 30 million years ago, and he was at the scene when the coffin of King Ming was robbed.
Therefore, he knew that the coffin in front of him was the authentic Mingwang coffin!
"Do you want to open it and take a look?" Manying asked.
He even rubbed his hands while speaking, looking eager to try.
At the same time, Man Ying glanced at Chen Luo with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
It is obvious that this guy is still thinking about how to compete for favor with Chen Luo.
At this moment, the flame on the white candle in Chen Xuan's hand suddenly flickered.
This white candle looks like it is sad. Although it has no soul, it gives Chen Xuan a sad feeling.
Obviously, returning here again and feeling the breath of Ming Wang made the white candle feel deeply sad.
"Open it and take a look."
Chen Xuan sighed softly.
It has to be said that King Ming was a great hero. If he had not been besieged and killed, he would have achieved limitless success if he had lived to this day.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.
"Hey, okay!"
Hearing Chen Xuan's order, Man Ying immediately stepped forward and made a horse stance.
Then he stretched out his hands and hugged the coffin lid.
"rise!"
Man Ying took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and let out a low shout.
Just as he was about to forcefully open the coffin lid.
Suddenly, I was shocked to find that I had lifted the coffin lid easily without much effort.
"Well……"
Man Ying lifted up the coffin lid and threw it aside.
"Mr. Chen, this coffin doesn't have any nails."
Man Ying scratched his head and said with a strange look on his face.
Under normal circumstances, coffin nails are hammered into the coffin when it is closed.
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