Spirituality really didn't recover

Qin Feng's heart couldn't help beating.

His intuition told him.

Touching this small platform, there will be unexpected benefits waiting for him.

Unable to restrain the restlessness in his heart for a while, Qin Feng's body started, like a gust of wind, whistling and drifting past, followed by a volley of palm force, gushing out, impartially, just landing on the small platform.As he expected, the small platform is not a dead thing, but a living thing like a button.The whole palm force fell on it, as if touching a mechanism, with a click, it was completely pressed down abruptly.The next moment, the entire Xiaodongtian space vibrated slightly, and a different kind of spiritual light floated out from every corner of the space, instantly turning into a virtual projection of a bronze coffin.

As soon as the projection appeared, it landed directly on the bronze coffin!
The originally motionless bronze coffin was buzzing and vibrating, and the nails fastening the coffin boards seemed unable to sustain such a violent force, and they rushed out like beating beans.

next moment.

The coffin board, which was not bound by nails, could no longer be controlled. It seemed to be impacted by an internal force, and it exploded with a bang. The endless force continued to sweep, and the entire bronze coffin burst open, and there were many blue-gray The dust moves against the current.

The entire Xiaodongtian space was already swept by the cold wind, the sound of the wind was rumbling, and mysterious and brutal forces were sweeping aimlessly in all directions.

If it weren't for the current strength of Qin Feng's cultivation base, he would have already surpassed the category of ordinary first-level monks, and he might not be able to withstand the impact of such strength and fly backwards.Of course, even though he stood firmly in place, the pressure he was under was extraordinary.

It's just that now, he doesn't have the mind to think about the feeling on his body, but his high-spirited eyes stare fixedly at the various cyan dusts, and the re-assembled mouthful is no longer than the length of an arm, it is extremely petite, and it is covered with evil ghosts. A small scarlet coffin.

This coffin may be very small, many times smaller than the previous bronze coffin.

But its breath is extremely deep.

It is several times more powerful than the bronze coffin.

"This is a tyrannical magic weapon that goes to the extreme of the magic weapon in one breath, and can transcend the magic weapon and be promoted to a spiritual weapon!" Qin Feng opened his eyes, and the brilliance gathered and scattered, and there were strands of vibrations that could not be hidden. Meaning, show up.

The spiritual weapon is the weapon used by those bigwigs in the previous life. It is extremely powerful, and it can surpass the power of a monk in the fourth realm with just one bite.

Having such a weapon close by is equivalent to having a five-level monk sitting in command, which is extraordinary.

Of course, a good weapon must have enough cultivation to explode its full power, and a monk with insufficient cultivation may not even be able to activate it.Not to mention this, let's just say that the quality of this blood coffin has reached the extreme of the magic weapon, and the aura it emits even surpasses that of ordinary fourth-level monks.

Saw something like this.

Qin Feng couldn't help but be excited.

Perhaps his unscrupulous cultivation system is even more powerful.

But the system is not combat power, but an auxiliary fetish.

Blood coffins are different.

This is a genuine top-level magic weapon.

The value far exceeds the existence of the Obsidian Saber!
"Speaking of which, that zombie's IQ is too low, otherwise such a good thing would not have fallen into my hands!"

"This is just for me!"

"Since I have touched it, no matter what, you must hold this firmly in your hand, otherwise, it will be a waste of money!" Qin Feng was shocked, and without hesitation, he stepped forward to meet it.But he didn't expect that just when he was about to approach the blood coffin, this exquisite coffin that was almost eerie and weird shook again.

A little sparkle of scarlet.

It spewed out without warning.

This wave of light rose against the wind, and turned into a scarlet film in an instant, blocking Qin Feng's body, preventing him from getting any closer.

'Um?What are you doing?Are there any restrictions? 'Qin Feng's eyes flickered.

Even though he was a little surprised, he lacked too many expression fluctuations.

something like this.

Impossible to get it easily.

Otherwise, it would not have appeared in front of Qin Feng, and would have been taken away by other existences.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the zombie killed by Qin Feng had the advantage of being close to the water. The other party failed to take down the blood coffin. First, his IQ was exactly what Qin Feng thought. He has not fully awakened, and the second is that he was also blocked by the blood coffin.

Then there is the corpse Taoist.

The other party didn't cultivate this zombie in a day or two, and it certainly didn't happen once or twice in and out of this place, so why didn't they notice it.

In all likelihood, this is the reason.

At this moment, Qin Feng couldn't help giving birth to a feeling of being the chosen one, and an irrepressible smile appeared naturally.

But soon.

Qin Feng coughed a few times, suppressed the thoughts that continued to diverge, and thought to himself: "Even if the truth is true, I can't be too proud!" '

'! '

But even though he knew it was bad, he couldn't help it.

After several breaths, he managed to calm down his chaotic thoughts, stretched out his finger, and gently poked on the bloody film.

Buzz!

Wisps of majesty stirred up the tactile sensation of ripples in the water.

This blood-colored film, like a delicate red flower in full bloom, exudes an unusually deep aura without warning!

next moment.

This kind of breath billowed up, like billowing blood-colored smoke, and instantly turned into a strange old man wearing a blood-colored robe, with hair, eyebrows, and even dancing long beards, all scarlet, with only a pale complexion without the slightest trace of blood. presented.

As soon as the red-robed old man appeared, more fierce blood-colored waves emanated from his body, and suddenly, there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the strange scene of bones piled up like a mountain was like a real existence. The scene shines out like a scene, and one can't breathe.

It has already filled this small cave space.

Repressed, deep, ferocious, tyrannical, and even overlapping coercion, fell on Qin Feng from top to bottom.

He wanted to suppress him, pay homage to the red-robed old man, bow his head and bow his head.

To be honest, there was a moment.

Qin Feng's mind was shaken.

But soon, an absolutely tyrannical state of mind emanated from his heart from the inside out, and easily shattered such a strange atmosphere.

follow closely.

Qin Feng sneered: "It may be useful to fool a little monk who has never seen the world, but this little trick of yours is not worth mentioning to me!" At this moment, Xiaodongtian space, just like before, is still blood The scene of the waves like the tide and the bones like a mountain, but it's just a scene without the slightest breath!