Qi Lechuan landed steadily on the coffin. The situation below was roughly judging by the light of the flashlight. From above, the coffins seemed to be piled up in chaos, which really had certain rules.

Qi Jiujiu's vision at night was basically the same as during the day. He curled his lips and said, "It's Qimen Dunjia."

Qi Lechuan continued to jump down and said in a low voice, "Do you still need to install Qimen Dunjia in the mass grave?"

Qi Jiujiu shrugged and landed before her.

It is obviously an ancient battlefield. After the war, the bodies were buried in the coffin. Due to the age of time, some rotten coffins exposed the bones inside.

Qi Lechuan jumped off the coffin, his figure was quick, and he squatted down to check the corpse with the light of the flashlight, with undecayed armor hanging on it.

The white bones piled up together, and after they came down, the yin energy became more abundant, as if they had fallen into hell.

Qi Lechuan suddenly said, "Huangquan, the steps I just walked through, the Yin soldiers used the way, this is the way they said to hell."

Qi Jiujiu glanced at it a few times, "It's nothing special, it doesn't look like Zhang Qiling has been here."

She raised her foot and walked forward. The smell of corpse was emitted from the coffin. She didn't care, but just watched around to see if there would be any marks of her brother.

"What's my brother like?" she asked casually.

Qi Jiujiu gestured with his hands, and his little face was overly fair. "When I went to the Seven-Star Lu Palace, the thousand-year-old female corpse knelt down to him. That's what the boss looked like."

Qi Lechuan glanced at him and agreed with his thoughts.

The gods pass by, and the evil spirits retreat.

Apart from the dark environment, there is nothing strange here, and there is nothing to do with it. However, her flashlight illuminates the ghost in front of her.

The little ghost was squatting there, not knowing what she was playing with. She turned around and found that the little ghost next to her had never followed her. She looked in front and behind.

Qi Jiujiu felt the light and waved at her, "Silly Chuan, you are here, you are walking so slowly."

Qi Lechuan frowned and walked to his position. It turned out that she had walked around and returned to the original place.

She said, "I'm back?"

The little ghost stood up, his height had exceeded her. When he got up, he felt an inexplicable pressure. He pointed to the coffin beside him, "I said that it is Qimen Dunjia, breaking the formation and finding a way, why are you wandering around?"

Qi Lechuan raised his voice with a "Hmm?"

Has murderous intent.

The little ghost took a step back with a smile.

The coffin next to him suddenly made a rustling sound. Qi Lechuan flashlight shone over and raised his eyebrows to signal Qi Jiujiu to check it out.

Qi Jiujiu went over and sat in the coffin, with an evil face, now showing a silly spirit.

Qi Lechuan curled his lips helplessly. As soon as this little ghost grew up, he became more and more stupid. He seemed to have only grown taller, but his playfulness was still like a child.

She raised her foot and kicked her. The coffin was a bit rough after being left for many years. She went up and broke her feet, and a "squeak" inside, shrill and melodious.

Qi Jiujiu stood up quickly, glared at her, and quickly opened the lid of the coffin, "You kicked my little mouse to death?"

Qi Lechuan looked up and was really surprised. The mouse was huge and dying now. She looked down at her shoes in a hurry, but fortunately it was not dirty.

Seeing her actions, Qi Jiujiu said angrily, "Hey, you are so cold and ruthless."

She rolled her eyes and directly exposed the young boy's acting path, "She is acting with me."

She said as she reached out to take out the Bagua Plate from her bag. If it was the Qimen Dunjia Technique, there would be an explanation.

Qi Jiujiu tidied up his coat, without any embarrassment, and continued to lean over and follow her.

After walking several complicated intersections, she stopped in front of a red coffin. It was supposed to be cheap wooden coffin, but a higher-grade coffin appeared. She curled her lips gently and "found it."

Qi Jiujiu looked arrogant, "You are too slow."

Qi Lechuan called out a "stop" and tried to push the coffin, but there was no response.

Qi Jiujiu raised his hand and pulled it out, throwing it aside.

This is also convenient. The mechanism started and a secret door was exposed. She raised her foot to her.

Inside is a tomb room with a wooden coffin and carved murals around it.

The light hit the stone wall, and the color on it brightened a little. She stopped and looked at it for a while, "Sacrifice, a huge tree? a giant snake?"

She walked in and observed carefully, "The color quality on this tree... is not good, it has faded."

Qi Jiujiu looked at him with his chest, "That's not a snake, it's Zhu Jiuyin."

"Zhu Jiuyin? Don't joke, the seed was exterminated a thousand years ago." She said, and there was no way to see the mural, so she could only open the coffin.

Zhu Jiuyin is not a snake, but a dragon.

There is nothing special about the wooden coffin. It will reveal the bottom of the coffin as soon as it is pushed. It is empty inside. The bottom of the coffin is broken and a hole is exposed.

Before Qi Jiujiu could catch up, she jumped down.

This road has been walking for a long time and is a narrow tomb passage that is bottomless.

She walked for a long time, her face no different.

But there was a lazy guy next to him. Seeing that the road was so long, he got into the blood jade halfway through and said he wanted to charge himself and then come out.
Chapter completed!