Chapter 1001 Revenant Pluto Post

Pluto ordered people to die at the third watch, who would dare to keep them until the fifth watch;

A thousand-year-old post attracts the soul of a hero, and Jindan regrets the buried sky market.

Slowly, after everyone's sights adapted to the colors in the void, they discovered that on the coffin in the sky, the dark coffin surface that seemed to be painted was faintly glowing red.

Dark red dark red.

Dark red to black.

Seeing the color of the coffin, all Jindan real people couldn't help shrinking their eyes and feeling awe-inspiring.

Shan Cuicui was even more calm, and took a few steps towards Sun Haopiao.

The dark red reached the extreme, and the blackened coffin face was actually made of coagulated dried blood.

So, does it mean that the entire huge pitch-black coffin was actually made of blood?

Thinking about Li Min and Li Aoshi's flesh and blood that turned into gas and disappeared after he blew himself up, and then looking at the coffin that seemed to have a red light flowing, Jindan Daoist couldn't help feeling chills.

This pair of coffins is probably made of the blood of Jindan Daoist who fell in the Burial Sky Ruins for hundreds of millions of years.

As if he sensed the breath of Jindan Master, and also seemed to sense the mood of Jindan Master, there seemed to be a deep roar from the dark coffin, and the whole void shook violently.

On the pitch-black coffin, red blood streaks emerged in different patterns, like a sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, there were bloody human faces and miserable souls with broken limbs, howling non-stop.

Unwilling, dissatisfied, dissatisfied...

Resentment, jealousy, lust...

Strong negative emotions surged out of the coffin, stirring the entire void.

The huge body of the coffin was in the void, shaking constantly, the lid of the coffin was rattling, and it kept rushing upwards, as if someone was inside and wanted to rush out. There were bursts of low roars.

Pluto floated up from the head of the coffin, blooming a faint golden light, but it was always firmly suppressed on the head of the coffin, so that it could not escape from his control.

Gusts of wind blew in the void.

Blow everyone's clothes and rattle.

On the ground below, on the cobweb-like ground, arms with bony bones popped out from time to time, and they grasped upward unwillingly. It seems to grab something on the ground and climb up.

Such a strong momentum, such a spooky coffin.

Shan Wei only felt his teeth chatter a little, and couldn't help getting closer to Sun Hao.

And on Sun Hao's shoulder, Xiaohuo was even more frightened and trembling, and in his spiritual consciousness, he yelled loudly: "Brother, what a wicked coffin, how terrifying, much scarier than the dead in Wangcun, I'm afraid..."

Sun Hao comforted Xiaohuo in his heart: "It's okay, he was blocked by the Pluto post and couldn't get out. Besides, Gaia is here. What the hell are you afraid of?"

Outside, Zhi Chi had already asked, "Ling'er, how do I fix this Pluto post?"

After untold hardships, the ranking golden core finally reached the last moment. I saw the last goal of the restoration of the Burial Sky Market, Pluto post.

Now, it depends on how to fix it.

Ling'er seemed to be thinking, and after a while, she said weakly: "Like the Tianfu, the Pluto post has not been completely repaired for many years, and the repair method has gradually been lost in history. Up to now, in the Pluto Palace, About Pluto’s post. It’s more of a legend, whether it’s reliable or not. It’s still two words.”

Zhi Chi frowned.

Ling'er continued: "In legend, there is a ballad in Pluto Tie, 'There are so many heroes in ancient times, they can't help being trapped in mountains and rivers; the three mountains and five mountains are the dojo, only one piece of Pluto paper', the meaning of the lyrics seems to say that Pluto Tie has The ability to collect the soul power of dead souls and condense them into talismans to heal themselves for thousands of years..."

Daoist Jindan looked at the Pluto post in the air.

Indeed, after time has eroded, the Pluto post is still neatly and clearly written, as if it was newly drawn, but it does not need to be repaired like a talisman.

"But", Ling'er looked at the huge black coffin, and said leisurely: "The Pluto post is not omnipotent. It can collect the soul power of the dead, but it can't completely digest the death and resentment of the dead. The coffin in the air should be the reason for this. Here, I think, our mission should be to clear that coffin."

Clear the coffin?

As if hearing Linger's words, the coffin trembled violently, and the sound of the coffin lid being pushed to the top became more and more intense. At the same time, the Jindan real people seemed to hear the coffin laughing.

Laughing at Jindan Daoist people are overestimating their capabilities.

After Ling'er finished speaking, Ming Lanxi continued, "When I was training outside, I also heard some legends about the Pluto Tie. It seems to be summed up in two points. First, the Pluto Tie is invisible and substanceless. No damage, not afraid of any attack; second, repairing the Pluto post is actually driving it into the ground."

After finishing speaking, Ming Lanxi glanced at Sun Hao intentionally or unintentionally.

Sun Hao's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of Guiqiu, and the mysterious ghost market in front of the gate of Guiqiu.

Ming Lanxi incarnated as a little white fox back then and practiced in Ghost Hill, so it is very likely that she got the news from Ghost Hill Ghost Market.

There is a mysterious and powerful existence in Ghost Hill and Ghost City. Thinking about it now, Sun Hao can only look up to its strength.

Hearing Ming Lanxi's words, Ling'er frowned slightly, and asked softly: "Lanxi, this time is no small matter, is the news reliable?"

Ming Lanxi stuck out her tongue, then smiled at Ling'er, and took Ling'er's arm: "Sister, don't worry, the news is reliable, if you don't believe me, you can ask Sun Hao, he also knows..."

After finishing speaking, Ming Lanxi blinked at Sun Hao.

Sun Hao smiled, and then said: "The news about Lan Xi comes from the piece of meat I gave you, it should be reliable."

Ling'er thought of Sun Hao's piggy dragon meat, and couldn't help but lighten up in front of her eyes, and hummed: "Then I can rest assured, Master Zhi Chi Shao, Lan Xi also said just now, our task may be two points, other One is to clear the coffin, and the other is to drive the Pluto post into the ground."

Zhichi waved Taiyi Yunzhan in his hand, and he had broken down the repair method: "Then that is to say, we can complete the task in two ways, one is to smash it into the ground together with the empty coffin, Finished repairing..."

Ranking Jin Dan Qiqi looked up at the tall, pitch-black coffin, felt a little bit of the violent aura on the coffin, and couldn't help thinking that it would be difficult to smash it into the ground together.

Zhi Chi went on to say the second possible way of action: "The second way is to take off the Pluto post and sink it into the ground."

Take off the Pluto post and sink into the ground.

It seems feasible, the difficulty should not be great.

However, in the ears, in the coffin, the sound of foreign objects rising up is still ringing non-stop.

Once the Pluto post is opened, there is no doubt that the things inside will come out of the coffin.

At that time, even if the Pluto post is uncovered, whether it can be sunk into the ground is really a matter of opinion.

After Zhichi finished speaking, the team fell silent for a while.

After a while, confused Zhichi said leisurely: "Nine deaths, boundless vitality; gloomy ghost abyss, God's grace..."

Zhi Chi was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Confused Zhizhi shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, once we uncover the Pluto post, there will be absolutely nothing good."

Zhichi looked at the strange and unpredictable coffin, and said leisurely: "I know this even if you don't tell me."

Dazed Zhichi suddenly stared at Zhichi and said, "I have a hunch that you will die."

Zhi Chi was taken aback for a moment.

Sun Hao's heart shook violently.

Zhi Chi is the body of the Nascent Soul True Monarch, who can teleport, if he will die here, how many monks on the scene can retreat safely?

Sun Hao couldn't help but looked around.

Xiao Hong, Xiao Yu, Cu Wei, A Chou, Ling Er, Lan Xi, Gaia... are either my friends or my beauty.

Will they all fall here like Baiduan and Jiuye?

Even if Xumi Ningkong Pagoda can accept them, there are not so many tower generals! !

What's more, Sun Hao had a hunch that the things in the empty coffin would not allow him to easily collect the soul of the fallen monk.

It is very possible that the golden core that fell here will truly disappear like the ninth master.

Glancing at the monks at the scene, Sun Hao suddenly felt very uneasy.

No matter who died here, Sun Hao felt that he would not feel too good.

Sun Hao was thinking at this moment, Xuanyuan Hong suddenly looked at Sun Hao again, and said in a leisurely tone: "Hao, I have a hunch that you will die too, or, this Pluto post, we don't care if we don't fix it..."

Sun Hao's body was shocked again.

Xuanyuanhong's so-called premonition should actually be the result of Laojun's prestige.

That is to say, if he starts to restore the Pluto post, Sun Hao will probably be killed.

"Bah, bah, crow's mouth, crow's mouth..." Beside Sun Hao, Shan Wei waved his little hand and kept flapping it around his mouth, looking at Xuanyuan Hong's eyes with anger: "It's okay, don't talk nonsense, Xiaohao Brother, it’s okay, what happened.”

After finishing speaking, he looked around again and said loudly: "You guys think that's true, brother Xiaohao's cultivation, how could something happen..."

The voice of speaking is getting smaller and smaller.

Because she found that all the monks were looking at Sun Hao solemnly, waiting for Sun Hao's decision.

build? Or not? (to be continued ~^~)