Chapter 1807 Nine Dragons Golden Coffin Qingxiao Suspect Tomb
"It's open!"
Ling Tian used the Long Yuan Sword to lift up the heavy coffin floor, and sure enough he found a dark hole underground, and no stone steps were seen.
Zhao Min and the two girls came closer, but they frowned when they looked at the dark, black hole-like entrance.
"This, why does it look weird, and it seems to be very hot inside. Is it dangerous to go down here?"
Lu Zhiyao had already put on the armor and said worriedly.
"The following is the final secret of this tomb. It is reasonable to be dangerous."
"So, you guys wait up there for now, and I'll go down and take a look. If there's no danger, I'll tell you."
Ling Tian said, picking up the Long Yuan Sword and getting ready to go down.
"Ling Tian, be careful."
Zhao Min suddenly grabbed Ling Tian's arm and said.
"rest assured."
Ling Tian nodded, took a deep breath, and jumped into the black hole.
Sure enough, as expected by Ling Tian, the black hole went vertically downwards. He didn't know how deep it was, and waves of extremely hot fire continued to spurt out. As the depth went deeper, it became more and more scorching, which meant that Ling Tian's physical body was tyrannical. If
If it were Zhao Min and Lu Zhiyao, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Ling Tian's figure fell, and despite the heat wave, he was dressed in green, with white hair rising into the sky, and his eyes were calm in the dark passage.
After falling for an unknown amount of tens of thousands of feet, Ling Tian's eyes flickered, and then he vaguely saw a faint cyan light surging below, indicating that he must have reached the bottom.
Finally bottoming out, outside Ling Tian, the crimson light of the Zhulong Overlord's body lit up, frantically resisting the heat wave that could almost melt the immortal weapon. The falling speed suddenly slowed down, and the body was as light as a leaf, slowly falling to stillness.
ground.
At the bottom of the black hole is a seemingly extremely wide grotto. Ling Tian's eyes were filled with candle dragon flames, which dispersed the surrounding fire waves. Only then did he realize that under his feet was a pool of blue spring water.
The spring water looks extremely viscous, and under such scorching heat, it has not been cleaned by the formation.
Looking up along the pond, Ling Tian found that there were still drops of dew falling from the top of the cave.
The pool of water in front of you is formed by the falling water.
God knows how many thousands of years it took to reach such a scale of about ten feet in radius.
Ling Tian reached out and caught the falling dew in his hand, but he suddenly discovered that the falling water itself was extremely cold. I guess it was because of this that he could withstand the scorching high temperature in the cave!?
Although he didn't know what the dew was, Ling Tian discovered that the dew contained an extremely rich aura of immortal energy, which was thousands of times more powerful than the elixir!
This thing is absolutely extraordinary, it must be a natural treasure!
However, what Ling Tian cares about is naturally not the dew.
But, fire!
Such a terrifying heat wave fills the entire cave, so who is the initiator!?
Ling Tian, who was bathed in the true flames of the Zhulong, suddenly turned around. The next moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and his pupils shrank violently!
In the grotto, Ling Tian looked at the things in front of him, took a deep breath, and then managed to suppress the shock in his heart, his eyes becoming more and more astonished.
Because right now, in the middle of the cave, there is a burning flame!
The flame was green-red in color and burning fiercely at this time.
The flame is so big that it has a radius of a hundred feet!
Moreover, this kind of fire has forty-eight levels!
Its shape is exactly the same as the mural Ling Tian saw on the door of the coffin room above!
It turns out that what was transformed into this stone door was the fire in front of me.
This green-red fire seems to be in the crevices of the rocks. Most of the entire cave area is covered with dense veins of fire marrow, like spider webs.
Ling Tian frowned and thought for a moment, he had seen such fire before on the Ten Thousand Fires List, named Qing Xun Yang Yan!
The forty-eightth level of fire is considered to be the best among the injured earth-grade fairy fires.
Although it was not as good as Murong Ziyan's eighty-one layers of immortal fire, it was still stronger than the Zhulong True Flame in Ling Tian's body.
After Jian Ying was unable to evolve more than thirty-six levels of fire, Ling Tian no longer despised fire so much.
No matter what, the forty-eight layers of fire in front of me are definitely treasures!
"Huh? No, there is something in the fire!"
However, Ling Tian's eyes slowly passed through the forty-eight layers of green and red flames, and he suddenly discovered that there were shadows in them, as if there were other things!
"It's a coffin!"
Suddenly, Ling Tian exclaimed.
The thing in the middle of the fire became clearer and clearer. It was a giant coffin that was dozens of feet in size, completely blue and black, and densely covered with some mysterious texture!
Not only that, there were nine divine dragons surrounding the coffin, carrying the coffin and slowly turning it over in the fire, like a living thing!
Although these nine divine dragons are carved, they look as if the heaven and earth were generated by themselves. They are tightly wrapped around the coffin, and they seem to be sealed here!
Seen from a distance, this huge green and black coffin is simple and majestic. It is just suspended in the flames, but it has its own scornful aura emanating from above, domineering and arrogant, trying to penetrate the surface of the earth!
"Who on earth can possess such tyrannical means to build such a terrifying coffin and even place it on such fire to roast!?"
Ling Tian was shocked and overwhelmed.
The scene on the mural appeared so vividly before his eyes, how could Ling Tian be calm!?
As Ling Tian gradually approached the fire, the totem on the coffin became clearer and clearer, and in the end, there were even words appearing in it.
"Qingxiao!?"
It’s the word Qingxiao again!
Ling Tian's pupils shrank.
Could it be that this is really the tomb of Emperor Qingxiao?
What is in front of you is the coffin of Emperor Qingxiao!?
Impossible!
However, Ling Tian still shook his head fiercely.
Even though the word Qingxiao appears twice in Lianxu here, Ling Tian cannot accept the fact that this is the coffin of Emperor Qingxiao no matter what.
Although Qingxiao is not recorded in various ancient books today.
But no matter what, at least it is the fighting power of Emperor Wu, right?
Even if such a large tomb and coffin are a bit strange, they are still far from up to standard.
"No need to look, this is one of the mysterious tombs of Emperor Qingxiao!"
However, at this moment, a large green and black cauldron appeared above Ling Tian's head.
A slightly lonely voice sounded faintly from it.
"Senior Qingxu? Are you awake!?"
The sudden appearance of the Qingxu Cauldron made Ling Tian startled.