The palm-sized fragments are heavy, weighing at least hundreds of kilograms.
"These are the remaining fragments of the ancient bronze coffin. What kind of material is this terrible ancient coffin made of? Such a small fragment weighs hundreds of kilograms."
Qin Nan was shocked and brought the bronze fragment to his eyes. He saw that there were carved runes on the fragment, which were densely packed, like a kind of writing or some kind of pattern.
"Weird, although the Tianyuan world and the Nebula world are two planes, they are world spaces of the same level. Their culture and practice are almost the same. I have seen countless ancient characters, but I have never seen such a mysterious brand.
, could it really be something from the fairy world?"
Qin Nan turned over and over, using his soul power to detect, trying to find out.
The moment Qin Nan's soul power penetrated into the fragments, Qin Nan's whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning. He seemed to have escaped into some kind of purgatory, where there was endless evil, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He saw a supreme figure.
King, standing in the sky above hell.
However, the image of the king was very blurry, and he could vaguely see that it was a woman. Qin Nan tried hard to see that person clearly, but he couldn't do it at all.
A mysterious force was pulling at Qin Nan's soul, trying to pull him in.
Qin Nan was frightened and quickly withdrew his soul power, only to find that he was already sweating profusely, his soul power was directly drained, and his whole body was extremely weak. This kind of weakness was different from the backlash caused by the Apocalypse Secret Technique. The one just now, Qin Nan
Nan seemed to have escaped into boundless darkness.
"It's too evil. With my current strength, I shouldn't touch something of this level."
Qin Nan carefully collected the bronze fragments and kept them for later study.
After all, it was rewarding. I found the ruins of the ancient bronze coffin and the bronze fragments in my hand. Since it fell from the ancient bronze coffin, I had the opportunity to use the bronze fragments to find the ancient bronze coffin and find Yoona's whereabouts.
Qin Nan ate a lot of primeval stones and regained his strength a little. Then he searched a large circle under the ancient bronze coffin ruins. Apart from the bronze fragment, he found nothing else.
But for Qin Nan, the harvest of bronze fragments is enough. The bronze fragments are like a guide and a thread. If you find this thread, are you afraid that you will not be able to find the ancient bronze coffin in the future?
What makes Qin Nan feel at ease is that Qin Yun'er is closely related to the ancient bronze coffin. Now that it is merged with the ancient coffin, it is not necessarily a bad thing for Qin Yun'er.
Qin Nan didn't know how long he stayed in the valley. When he walked out of the valley, it was already broad daylight.
"The secret technique of Apocalypse has had a huge backlash on me. My origin has been traumatized. It's time to leave."
For Qin Nan, Yangcun is just a scenery along the way. He is just a passer-by here. He made such a fuss in the Yunxiao Sect. He still doesn't know what is going on outside. Maybe the Yunxiao Sect will be all over the world.
Chasing himself.
Speaking of which, I feel a little sorry for Ke Xuan.
In any case, the journey of cultivation has just begun, and the disputes in the Southern Territory have just begun. Qin Nan must find the elixir to nourish his origin as soon as possible and restore his body to its best condition before he can attack the Chongyuan Realm.
"Go say goodbye to the old man and Xiaofan."
Qin Nan strode toward Yangcun.
Old Yangtou stood at the door of his house, his eyes were red, he had not slept all night, and wherever he looked, he was looking in the direction of the valley.
The old man blamed himself all night, thinking that he had harmed Qin Nan.
He is a kind person, otherwise he would not have rescued Qin Nan and taken good care of him for half a month.
It was originally a good deed to save someone's life rather than build a seven-level pagoda, but he harmed him again. Old Yangtou was in a very low mood and could not forgive himself.
"Grandpa, where is brother Qin Nan? Why isn't he here?"
Little Yang Fan ran out of the yard. The little guy was in high spirits. He had practiced the Tian Yuan Gong given to him by Qin Nan. Although it had only been a day, the little guy's momentum was obviously different. He had vaguely found the method of condensing pulses.
Old Yangtou was in a depressed mood and did not answer Xiao Yang Fan's words. He didn't know how to answer either.
Da da da…
At this moment, the chaotic sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the entrance of the village, and the earth shook.
"No, Xiaofan, hide quickly."
Old Yangtou's face changed wildly, and he pulled Little Yang Fan and ran into the room.
"Grandpa, why are you hiding?"
Little Yang Fan was confused, wondering why his grandfather was so nervous all of a sudden.
"Stop asking, hide now."
Old Yangtou was panic-stricken, his face was wrinkled with panic.
"Everyone, listen, gather at the village square immediately. I'll give you half a stick of incense."
A voice echoed in the sky above Yangcun, and endless panic began to spread in the village.
At the entrance of the village, dozens of horses came, and on each horse sat a man in black. These men were like bandits, rushing into Yang Village.
Most of these people are Xiantian realm masters. Compared to the ordinary Yang Cun, they are simply divine soldiers descended from heaven and unstoppable.
"Divide into three teams and go into the village to search. If you see children, grab them immediately. If there is resistance, shoot them without mercy."
The leader was a man with a scarred face, about forty years old, and a face full of flesh. He was the strongest and had reached the sixth level of the Xiantian realm.
The man in black drove a horse and galloped through the village, visiting every corner.
Yang Village was not big to begin with, with only a few hundred people. Under the intimidation of such a group of innate realms, there was no way to escape, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Soon, everyone in Yang Village was driven to the square in the center of the village, including Old Yang Tou and Little Yang Fan.
Dozens of men in black surrounded the square, and the people of Yangcun huddled together. Seven or eight children cried loudly. They had never seen such a battle before.
Yangcun has always been isolated from the outside world, but since the ancient bronze coffin left, the door of Yangcun has also been opened. Such a group of people came three days ago. They were given three days to prepare Yangcun for children.
Boys and girls, come to get it today. If you are not prepared properly, the whole village will be slaughtered.
"Why are there only so many children? Have you hidden all the children?"
The scarred man shouted loudly.
Plop...
The people of Yangcun fell to their knees and wailed all over the sky. The parents of the children hugged their children tightly and collapsed on the ground crying.
"There are only six children, which is far from enough for our mission. In my opinion, the village will be slaughtered directly and the ground will be dug three feet. If we really can't find other children, I will explain it when we get back."
One person said that he would massacre the village if he opened his mouth, which was extremely cruel.
"You... you crazy devils, if you want to kill us, don't do anything to the children."
The village chief is an old man, very bloody, holding a cane and criticizing these outsiders.
"What a shame, they are all children."
"Our Yangcun is isolated from the rest of the world, why do you want to disturb our lives?"
"Please let Yangcun go, let go of our children."
…………
The village is in chaos. The arrival of these men in black will definitely be the end of Yangcun.
"Bad people, you are all bad people."
Little Yang Fan clenched his fists and stood up fiercely. Although he was only six years old, there was no fear in his eyes. His childlike eyes were very tenacious.
"Small sail."
Old Yang grabbed little Yang Fan and held him in his arms.
"You beasts, if you want to touch my grandson, just step over my body."
Old Yangtou was furious.
"Kill a group of unruly people, kill them all, take away the children, and then let them burn the village. I gave you a chance three days ago to hand over at least ten children. If you can't hand over, go ahead."
die."
The leader, the scarred man, gave orders ruthlessly.
A dozen men in black carried bright blades, dismounted from their horses, and walked towards the desperate villagers step by step with joking smiles on their faces.
"Who dares to take action..."
At this moment, a thunderous roar sounded from a distance. The people in black followed their gazes and saw a young man in black walking toward the square with meteoric steps.