"We've found it!" Mu Qianjiu waved her hand, and the bronze coffin dyed red with blood appeared in the Demon Dragon Palace.
The moment the bronze coffin appeared, the strong men of the Demonic Dragon Clan felt an evil aura almost at the same time!
The Demon Dragon King came immediately.
When he saw the bloody bronze coffin, his expression changed drastically, "Why does this thing appear here!"
It knows how dangerous this bronze coffin is!
Moreover, this bronze coffin represents an ominous sign, and will bring disaster wherever it appears!
"I brought it." Mu Qianjiu saw the Demon Dragon King's solemn expression and raised his hand to pat the bronze coffin, "Don't worry, the things inside are safe!"
The Demon Dragon King's eyelids twitched fiercely.
Back then, he accidentally discovered this bronze coffin and watched helplessly as several powerful mythical beasts were sucked out of their blood by it. Now this woman actually told him that this thing was very safe!?
The strong men from the Demonic Dragon Clan also came one after another.
But when they saw the bronze coffin, their eyes showed a look of horror.
"Are you afraid of this thing?" Mu Qianjiu patted the bronze coffin, and then pushed open the blood-colored bronze coffin under the watchful eyes of the Demon Dragon King and those powerful Demon Dragon clan men.
A man with a mask on his face was lying quietly in the coffin.
When Jun Wuxie saw the man in the bronze coffin, he felt a sense of familiarity, "Liu Muchen?!"
Mu Qianjiu rolled her eyes, "How could it be my master?"
Jun Wuxie was speechless.
The feeling of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger, but if this guy is really Liu Muchen, why is he lying in the bronze coffin!?
"Do you know what you are doing!" The Demon Dragon King glared at Mu Qianjiu, his face gloomy and terrifying.
This stupid woman will bring disaster to the Demonic Dragon Clan!!
"I told you, you are just superstitious!" Mu Qianjiu said, and poked the man in the coffin twice, "If you don't believe me, just look at it, are you okay?!"
"Take this thing away, immediately!" The Demon Dragon King couldn't listen to Mu Qianjiu's words at all.
"What are you doing so loudly? It's not like I can't hear you." Mu Qianjiu curled her lips and then closed the coffin lid again.
The Demon Dragon King's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
Of course, if he knew that Mu Qianjiu had more than one bronze coffin on him, he didn't know what kind of expression he would show...
"This king..."
Mu Qianjiu interrupted the Demon Dragon King, "Don't worry, as long as you get us out of here as soon as possible, I will take this thing away without you having to say anything!"
The Demon Dragon King and Mu Qianjiu looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally snorted coldly, then turned and left.
A group of strong men from the Demonic Dragon Clan hurriedly followed.
"Your Majesty, that bronze coffin is very ominous. If it remains within the clan..."
The Demon Dragon King looked at these subordinates coldly, "If you don't want to see that thing, you can go and get it away!"
"this..."
All the strong men from the Demonic Dragon Clan looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word. That was a bronze coffin, who dared to touch it!?
"A bunch of trash." After the demon dragon dropped a word, he flew away.
"Damn it, how could that human bring that thing here!"
"You ask us, who are we going to ask!?"
........
"Jiu'er, this coffin..."
"Oh, that's it!" Mu Qianjiu sent a message and briefly told what happened, but she didn't mention anything about Liu Muchen.
After all, this matter involved too much, and even she herself was in a state of confusion. Even if she told Jun Wuxie everything, it would be meaningless.
"Blood puppet?!"
"Yeah, and this guy is very strong!" Mu Qianjiu said with a smile, "Are you relieved now?"
Of course Jun Wuxie was worried.
The guy inside this bronze coffin allows him to detect even a hint of danger, so he is naturally very strong.
But as far as he knows, this thing is immortal and can even have independent consciousness. If that is really the case...
"Okay, I know you're worried, but this is really no problem!" Mu Qianjiu promised firmly and released the blood puppet, making him jump around twice in front of Jun Wuxie.
By the way, I did a set of radio gymnastics.
"Look, are you very obedient? I learned this with great difficulty!" Mu Qianjiu patted the blood puppet's head and let him return to the bronze coffin.
Moreover, she also learned from the Black Dragon King that this bronze coffin has the effect of suppressing evil spirits.
The reason why the blood puppet did not develop spiritual intelligence was because of the suppression of the bronze coffin!
But if you give it some more time, it may take up to a thousand years for the blood puppet to give birth to its own consciousness. If that time comes, it will turn into a terrifying killing machine.
Coupled with the blood puppet's immortality, it is almost impossible for someone to kill it!!
Jun Wuxie, "...."
"Jiu'er..."
"Okay, I'm sensible about this!" Mu Qianjiu took back the blood-colored bronze coffin, "By the way, where is that guy Chi Heng?"
Jun Wuxie frowned, "What are you looking for him for?"
"Of course you are helping me translate the ancient magic language!" Mu Qianjiu pulled Jun Wuxie, "Let's go, you come with me!"
Jun Wuxie, "...."
At this moment, Chi Heng was playing chess with the Three-Legged Golden Crow. In front of Chi Heng, a pile of golden feathers appeared, which were the feathers on the wings of the Three-Legged Golden Crow.
This thing is nothing to the Three-Legged Golden Crow, but if it is used to refine immortal weapons, it is a rare good thing!!
Moreover, these feathers contain rich Yang Fire!
Whether it is refining weapons or improving the quality of immortal weapons, it is of great use. Even if you don't use it, you can still sell it for a high price if you put it up for auction!!
Chi Heng made the last move, his face full of excitement, "You lose!"
The three-legged Golden Crow gritted his teeth, reached behind his back and pulled out three golden feathers, "Take it, come again!"
"Wait a minute, why do these feathers of yours smell so weird?" Chi Heng brought them to his nose and smelled them again and again, "Ugh, where did you pluck them out!?"
"You don't want the one on your butt? Don't give it back to me!" The three-legged Golden Crow said and reached out to grab it.
"Who says you don't want it, but you can't have three on your butt, at least six!"
"You fart, that's not what I said before we played!"
Just when the two guys were arguing, Jun Wuxie had already descended from the sky with Mu Qianjiu.
When Chi Heng saw that it was Mu Qianjiu, he quickly put away those feathers and turned around to get out of the way.
The bruises on his face have not completely subsided yet. If he was beaten, would he still want his face?!
"Why are you running?!" Mu Qianjiu held Chi Heng's shoulders and pushed him back.
"Don't slap me in the face!" Chi Heng covered his face, gritted his teeth and raised his butt, "If you want to slap me here, you can't tell how thick the flesh is!!"
Seeing Chi Heng sticking his butt towards her, Mu Qianjiu raised her leg and kicked him away.