Chapter eight hundred and seventy first black coffin
The Night Ghost Tree King has turned into a Shura hell field. Zero walked straight towards the Night Ghost Tree King. There were corpses of huge bats everywhere on the ground. When Zero walked in front of the Night Ghost Tree King,
There was almost no living bat to be seen, and there were corpses and black blood all over the place.
The night ghost insects in the sky were flying in all directions, not daring to get close to Ling. Even the night ghost tree king seemed to be trembling slightly and making a rustling sound from the leaves.
Zero walked up to the Night Ghost Tree King with an expressionless face, stretched out his hand to touch the tree, and the purple pupils in his eyes showed a mixture of confusion and doubt.
Bang!
Han Sen was wondering what Zero was doing, when he saw Zero punching the tree body of the Night Ghost Tree King, which immediately cracked the bark and scattered sawdust.
Without any pause, Zero's other fist also struck, and he kept swinging out his hands, blasting the tree body of the Night Ghost Tree King into flying sawdust and bark. Not long after, he had blasted out a weapon with a diameter of more than one meter.
tree hole.
Only then did Han Sen realize that the Night Ghost Tree King was actually empty inside. Zero just blasted open the outer layer of bark and thin wood, and the tree hole was naturally revealed.
Seeing Zero getting into the tree hole, Han Sen tried to rush over, but as soon as he stepped within a thousand meters, he suddenly felt that all the life energy in his body was overflowing.
Even the little Silver on his shoulder was like this. Little Silver screamed in surprise, jumped off Han Sen's shoulder, and rushed out of the range of the Night Ghost Tree King.
Han Sen took a few steps forward and found that the loss of life energy was getting worse. He had no choice but to retreat. If he continued, he was afraid that he would die of old age like Liu Fang and the others said.
But Zero has already entered the tree hole. Han Sen can't see what's going on inside at all from the outside. The mysterious aura of the hole can't reach that far, and the ghost eye mask is also isolated, so he can't see what's inside the tree hole at all.
Life Qi machine.
Han Sen was anxious, not knowing what was going on inside the tree hole, but he could occasionally hear the sound of splintering wood coming from the tree hole.
The entire mountain-like Night Ghost Tree is trembling, and the flowers are in decay. The luminous petals are withering one by one. Petals are flying everywhere in the sky, and even the sky is covered by the petals.
Not only the Night Ghost Tree King, but the petals of the entire Night Ghost Forest are withering. When the wind blows, pink petals fly all over the sky. The scene is both weird and beautiful.
"What happened?" Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang ran over with horrified expressions on their faces. Ye Guisen's huge movement had already alarmed them. They guessed that something had happened to Han Sen, so they ran over together.
, to see what happened.
Han Sen shook his head and just stared at the tree hole on the Night Ghost Tree King.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the camp, startling Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang.
"No, something happened over at the camp." Liu Fang turned around and ran towards the camp again.
Although Han Sen quickly rushed into the tree hole to see what was going on, he couldn't get through at all. After a moment of hesitation, he followed Liu Fang and ran towards the camp to see what happened.
Before the three of them reached the camp, they saw two people running away with frightened faces. There were still a lot of blood stains on their bodies, but it was obvious that the blood was not theirs, but the blood of someone who didn't know who it was.
on them.
"What happened?" Wang Jiangang grabbed a person and asked.
"Ghost... ghost... there is a ghost..." The two people seemed to be frightened and went crazy. They screamed a few times and continued to run out.
Han Sen didn't say a word and quickly rushed towards the camp, only to see that the camp was in ruins, with loess everywhere. The only open space where no night ghost tree grew had a big hole, like a big pit.
, lying in the pit was a dark rectangular thing, two or three meters long, it seemed to be made of wood, with one end wide and one narrow, with a round top and a round bottom, and a very weird shape.
"Is this... a coffin?" Han Sen looked at the rectangular thing. It looked like a coffin used for human burials in ancient times.
In this era, there was no such thing thousands of years ago. Only occasionally in popular science works or movies and TV dramas from ancient times can we see such things as coffins.
This product of human feudal superstition in ancient times can only be seen in person in the alliance in museums. But in this shelter, there is a dark wooden coffin, which is really heart-breaking.
Horrified.
I have never heard of alien creatures and spirits using coffins. This is simply impossible.
Even if the alien spirit dies, the soul stone will self-destruct, leaving nothing behind, so what's the use of having a coffin?
It is even more impossible for alien creatures to have such things as coffins. No matter how smart alien creatures are, they do not have such superstitious ideas, and there is no such thing as burial in a coffin.
Born in nature, returned to nature, alien creatures return to their origins after death, and their flesh and blood are either buried in the earth, or eaten by other alien creatures. There is no such way.
"Did a human bring a coffin and bury it here?" Han Sen was secretly surprised.
However, Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang seemed a little scared. They had been sleeping on top of a coffin for so many years.
There is no doubt that the reason why there are no night ghost trees growing in this area must have something to do with this coffin.
What's even more frightening is that the people in the camp are all lying near the black coffin with bleeding from their seven holes. Their bodies are curled up, as if they have shrunk a lot, and their muscles have dried up.
There was blood everywhere on the ground. Looking at the situation, all their blood flowed out of their bodies for some unknown reason. I'm afraid there wasn't even a drop left.
But looking at their bodies, there were no wounds at all, as if they were dead with blood drained from seven holes.
Liu Fang and Wang Jiangang both looked at the dark coffin in horror. The lid of the coffin kept shaking and making a banging sound, as if something was trying to rush out from inside.
Han Sen stared at the coffin-like thing, but even with the ghost eye mask, he still couldn't see the flow of life energy inside.
It's just the spiritual consciousness that makes Han Sen feel a little uneasy, but it's just uneasy.
Bang!
After a loud bang, the lid of the coffin was pushed open, and many coffin nails flew out. Each one was half a foot long and very rough. It was incomparable with today's metal nails.
It's very dark and red, but it has an inexplicable aura of wildness and death. It's dark and red and is indescribably weird.
Bang!
The coffin lid was pushed open by force, revealing a crack that could accommodate a person's fist, but it was still dark inside, and Han Sen couldn't see anything inside.
Snap!
Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from the black hole-like coffin and grabbed the edge of the coffin lid.