Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: The Law of the Ancient Gods, the War Word Jue!

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven

On the golden coffin, Daoist was forced to look at the thinking two people and smile.

“Since the two fellow daoist are not confused, Pan Dao retired first.”

Before Lu Changqing and Jiang reacted, the five-color altar on the golden coffin began to dim.

Being forced, Daoist’s figure also began to become empty and disappeared directly.

Next, “What shall we do?” Jiang Lan looked at Lu Changqing.

“There is not even a living person in this unit.”

“There are only these twelve golden coffins.

It is meaningless to continue to explore.

Hearing Jiang Chao’s words, Lu Changqing immediately looked towards the other eleven golden coffins.

Is it a waste of eleven coffins to stay here?

In any case, these coffins can be regarded as treasures.

Here, there is even a chance to break the shackles and climb the immortal road, how can this stuff not be taken away?

Looking at Lu Changqing’s sizing eyes, Jiang Lan’s expression turned weird.

“Don’t you want to take these letters away?”

Lu Changqing smiled, and walked towards another altar.

663 here is no different from the altar where it was before.

There is also a golden coffin in it, with mysterious runes carved around it.

Jiang Lan was helpless, and his follower Lu Changqing went with him.

Lu Changqing looked around the golden coffin a little bit.

After that, without any hesitation, the power of blood in his hands burst out, and his hands were placed on the golden coffin.

The gold coffin didn’t move at all.

Just as Lu Changqing was about to break out of power again, bursts of drops appeared out of thin air around the golden coffin.

He frowned slightly.

Actually formation?

These coffins are actually connected to the formation.

Lu Changqing pushed the coffin hard.

The ripples in the air around these areas have become more frequent.

But the golden coffin in front of him remained motionless.

At this moment Jiang Lan shook his head and said.

“Holy Son, why bother in vain? I just explored it.”

“It was discovered that these golden coffins have long been integrated with this mountain under the blessing of formation.

“If you want to destroy this formation, it is better to move this mountain back to be more practical.

Lu Changqing frowned, he raised his eyebrows slightly, flipped his right hand, and the blood-colored spear appeared in his hand.

He inserted the blood-colored spear into the gap at the bottom of the coffin, trying to pry the huge golden coffin.

Tangtang Ancient Shenyuan’s weapon was used as a crowbar by him at this time.

He frowned slightly.

“I will try again, it won’t be too long.”

With that said, Jiang Chao couldn’t help but looked at Lu Changqing like this.

This time, Lu Changqing did not have any reservations, and the power of terror erupted from the altar.

The scarlet spear was inserted in the gap under the golden coffin, and at the same time he used fiercely.

The ripples in the air became frequent again.

There was no response from the golden coffin.

The formation also shows no signs of being broken.

Jiang Lan shook his head slightly.

“Look, how can it be possible to move the golden coffin just by relying on the strength of you and me.”

“After all, this is the basis of Guiyimen, how can it be so easily shaken.

After this attempt, Lu Changqing also fell into contemplation.

Is there any power in his hands that can shake this formation now?

It’s just a broken formation, it’s just a dead thing, can you still hold this golden gun?

Now that the formation is broken, moving this golden coffin is easy.

Within a moment, all of these eleven golden coffins fell on Lu Changqing.

He glanced at the dazed Jiang Chao and shouted.

“Don’t be in a daze, go back to Daxuguan.



Jiang Lan returned to his senses with a weird look on his face.

“good.”

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