Yang Shaohua stood next to the silver coffin and observed carefully. He didn't know how many years the silver coffin had existed, but there was no sign of corruption. Moreover, the silver coffin was covered with strange patterns, like vines, wrapping the entire coffin god, and no matter how he copied it, it was impossible to copy it. This surprised Sun Yu. This was the first time.

Yang Shaohua glanced around and found that the square was a safe area, so he felt relieved. He couldn't help but touched the silver coffin in his palm.

Buzz ~~

However, when his palm just touched the silver coffin, a gloomy and cold coolness continued to spread through his fingers to his body, but the coldness was not aggressive at all, and then disappeared into his body.

Yang Shaohua took a deep breath, couldn't help but put his palm back, and turned around the silver coffin twice. The material of the silver coffin was the same as that in the small square. No matter how his divine eyes were, he could not see what was there.

He felt a little unwilling to open it, so he tried it again, but the silver coffin did not move at all, and finally Yang Shaohua gave up.

"Do you have to go home empty-handed?"

Yang Shaohua had a slightly desolate look on his face, then he couldn't help but shake his head, sighed lightly, and looked around casually. The next moment, he was stunned, and there were a line of small handwritings at the intersection of the silver coffin and the altar.

"I have been unable to break through the sorrow of life and death in my life!"

Seeing those, Yang Shaohua took a deep breath. He could feel from the font how sad and angry the person who carved the words was. A breath of unwillingness and killing emanated from the font. It was as if he hadn't been prepared for it, he might have fallen into the font.

Gently touching the fonts portrayed on them, I couldn't help but shake my head. No matter how powerful you were in your lifetime, you would never escape life and death.

Click~~

A crisp sound came in his ears with a burst of rumbling sound. Yang Shaohua was slightly stunned, his body jumped up, and he stepped back several steps away, looking at the air between the altar and the silver coffin.

There, the originally weird floor slid, making a rumbling sound, and then a black passage appeared there.

Yang Shaohua's eyes condensed and looked inside through his divine eyes. It was like a black ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth, waiting for someone to fall into the trap. Flashes of gloomy impact force came from below, but in an instant, it disappeared invisible.

"In or not!"

Yang Shaohua lowered his head and thought, but Xiao Yindou walked into the passage in a narrow sense. Seeing this, he shook his head helplessly and followed him in.

I don’t know how many months this passage has existed, nor how far away the history is, but there is no sign of decay. It is as if it has just been established. You can clearly see the patterns of swords and axes on the walls. Under the ruthless destruction of time, there has been no change. These books are not ordinary, and the materials will not be bad.

The entire passage was at a forty-five degrees and spread downwards. The little silver dog led the way ahead. Because of the divine eyes, the darkness here had little effect on him, and even had no effect.

In the passage of breath, two pairs of eyes kept diving.

Although the passage is extremely dark, it becomes brighter the further down. When it reaches the end, the light has already enveloped the entire place.

This is an abandoned basement. Yang Shaohua's eyes swept around. The building materials here are connected to the stone walls. They are extremely hard and have no decay.

After sweeping around, his eyes finally fell on the stone table in front of him.

There are three kinds of things on the table, one is a jasper bottle, one is a wine pot, and one scroll.

Swish!!

Almost at the same time, Yang Shaohua and Xiao Yingou moved at the same time. Naturally, the two of them were not the same. Yang Shaohua's goal was the three things on the table. He flashed with lightning and put three things in his hand.

The little silver dog's target turned out to be a kind of insect.

Yang Shaohua was a little surprised. There was a white flesh worm in the corner, but under the changes of time, it did not decay.

"This thing cannot be eaten randomly, aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?"

Yang Shaohua's divine eyes swept past the flesh worm. This was a corpse worm. The inner body had extremely strong and strong toxicity, which made Yang Shaohua's face change.

The little silver dog looked up at him, burped, and then shook his tail, as if he wasn't full yet.

Yang Shaohua's brows couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This little guy has not seen anything he eats in just a few days since he was born. Even if he had sucked his bloodline before, he had never seen hiccups. However, this corpse worm actually made him hiccup. What does this mean?

When he found that the little silver dog was fine, he turned his eyes to the spoils in his hand. It was a green jade bottle, crystal clear and looked ordinary, but there was still some liquid inside.

The other one is a wine pot, which is antique and very heavy. When it is opened, it is found that there is no drop of wine in the handle, which makes him frown.

The little silver dog looked at the jade bottle and wine pot in Yang Shaohua's hand, and couldn't help but shake his tail, and his tongue kept rubbing against Yang Shaohua's thighs.

However, there were only two lines of fonts on the scroll. It seemed that it was very hurrying to write, as if something important was necessary and I had to leave. The font behind was a little blurry and I only wrote a few strokes.

Yang Shaohua was slightly stunned. It was obvious that someone had come here before, but he didn't know what happened and left again. As for the wine pot and jade bottle, he was not taken away in a hurry. However, what surprised him was that he didn't recognize the font he had taken away at all, and it was not the font on the mainland at all.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but wonder. The characters that opened the underground passage outside were completely common fonts on the mainland. However, this was not. Could it be that there was any connection between the two before, or that a great master of the heavens left here before?

Thinking of this, the little silver dog jumped up and turned to his shoulders. Looking at the font on the scroll, his eyes couldn't help but show doubt, and his front paws kept pointing at the font on the scroll and stroked.

"You know this?"

Yang Shaohua widened his eyes. How could this puppy have such insights not long ago? You should know that his mother is just a king-level beast.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, shook his head, and put away the scroll.

Looking at the closed scroll, the little silver dog was anxious and kept scratching his shoulders with his feet.

"If you know how to write, just write it down!"

Yang Shaohua had a slightly strange look in his eyes and took out the paper and pen from the storage ring.

The little silver dog picked up his pen deep in the depths and wrote it scribblingly on the paper. Not long after, he translated the font on the scroll.

Yang Shaohua looked at it and frowned, "There is a small area of ​​the Heavenly Temple, and its wings are abundant and difficult to shake. He lured several first-grade sects to break the life and death formation, take out the life and death sect, and subordinates..."

Where does the small domain refer to? Are they the Sixteen Alliance Sects or the entire Northern Continent?

First-grade sect? I mentioned it at the beginning that Zhou Wuming said that it was a powerful force, which contained ancient inheritance. According to the strength of the sect, the strength of the first-grade inheritance is divided into five grades.

From first to fifth grade, the more powerful it is, the fifth grade sect is the strongest sect in heaven and earth. It is in the legend, and there is no such sect in the world today.

However, the sect forces in the mainland today seem to have no division of inheritance. Only Zhou Wuming knows this division, and Yang Shaohua becomes unknown.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the life and death gate mentioned in the handwriting. According to Zhou Wuming, this life and death gate is something from the Temple of Ghosts and Gods, but the Temple of Ghosts and Gods was destroyed hundreds of years ago. That day, the Temple of Ghosts and Gods was also a rookie who emerged later. However, judging from the handwriting, this person is a member of the Temple of Ghosts and Gods, but why aren't they using a unified font on the mainland?

Yang Shaohua couldn't help but shook his head, his dizzy head, and found that one thing could not be answered at all.

When Yang Shaohua thought of the Life and Death Gate, he was a little frightened. This place was actually the place where the Life and Death Gate was stored, and the layout here was the Life and Death Gate, which was specially designed to suppress the Life and Death Gate.

No wonder he felt an invisible cold and cold force since he came in, which was constantly eroding his body. If it weren't for the advantage of not being able to get close to gods and ghosts, this cold and cold force could not enter his body, maybe he would have died here.

Moreover, according to the records in the handwriting, after this life and death formation was broken, its strength was far less powerful than that of the peak existence.

However, the little silver dog actually ignored the death aura in the life and death formation, which shows that he is far more than just a king-level ferocious beast cub, and he also has a broad vision and rich experience. This guy is more like some powerful monster rebirth in Nirvana.

Yang Shaohua couldn't help but take a deep breath. From the word "Xiaodi", he vaguely felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, and the sect he saw was just the tip of the iceberg, because there was no one in the sect he knew that was called a first-grade sect.

However, these questions were not understood for a while, so they simply stopped thinking about them, and then looked at the wine pot and the jade bottle. However, the wine pot was empty. Yang Shaohua then put him in the storage ring. However, when the little silver dog saw this, an anthropomorphic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body leaped, disappeared into the air, and went straight into it.

Yang Shaohua didn't care about Xiao Yindog's actions. All his energy is now focused on the jade bottle in front of him.

Through his divine eyes, Yang Shaohua found that there was a pure energy floating here, which was several times stronger than the pills he had taken in the sect before.

Seeing this, he drank half a bottle of liquid in one sip without hesitation. The liquid slid from his mouth and spread in his body. The liquid, the size of a finger, burst out with a powerful sound in his body, making him feel that his energy had disappeared before was completely restored...
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