Qin Jiu Song's heart was heavy, but it turned out that he was worried.

With the closing of the coffin, the original black, even the spirit of the power of the bronze coffin is isolated, but quietly bright, the light is still dark, but it is enough for him to see this place.

Qin Jiu Song slowly lifted up the sky, reached out to push the coffin board, however, he took a hard hand, from now on, in the bronze coffin, but suddenly raised a terrible air machine.

The great force of the thriller, raging from the coffin, came out of the coffin, and the vastness passed into the body of Qin Jiu Song.

Fortunately, Qin Jiu Song saw the machine quickly and immediately shrank his hand, so that he was not injured.

You know, this is still the case that he has obtained the inheritance of the great saint, if he changes others, Qin Jiu Song even doubts, even if it is a giant, it is difficult to resist!

“I don’t think I’ve got a way back yet!”

He was so prepared so psychologically.

If so, he was calm, his eyes scanned for a week, and looked at the inside of the bronze coffin.

Like the surface, the inner wall of the bronze coffin is still empty, rusty, and looks quite inconspicuous.

However, in the central position of the inner coffin in this coffin, it is quietly lying in another small coffin, just like the size of an ordinary coffin, but also bronze, rusty.

However, on the surface of this coffin, it is a large word engraved with dragon flying phoenix dance and iron-painted silver hook-

“Frequently!”

Such a handwriting, with the first time he sensed the great divination of the sacred art, the spirit was pulled into a space of consciousness, the handwriting he saw, the same!

“This word must come from the hand of the great saint!”Qin Jiu Song moved in his heart, looking at the eyes of the little coffin with a radiant color, "Isn't the body of the great divinity saint in it?"

The realm of the saints has been cultivated to the peak of this world, although it cannot live with the heavens and the earth, but its body is immortal, even time is difficult to do, leaving it so far, it is not surprising!

Thinking, Qin Jiu Song secretly realized the power, slowly approaching the little coffin.

The thang!

But as he took such thoughts and took a step, the whole man perceived a great terror, like the wrath of the heavens, followed by the great force of terror, which bombarded on his chest.

The whole of Qin Jiuge flew up, hit the inside wall of the bronze coffin, and fell.

Fortunately, the breath did not kill, otherwise Qin Jiu Song did not know how many times he died!

"It's not close at all."Qin Jiu Song laughed bitterly and quickly adjusted his mood.

All kinds of methods have been tried, and the only way out is the "derivative" word above the outer wall of the small coffin, in that space of consciousness, Qin Jiu Song felt the divineness of such a text.

Thinking, he sat on his knees, slowly adjusting his state, and his spirit was united.

Then, he opened a pair of star eyes, blinking not to blink at the word "dance", the power of the spirit of the spirit also tested out, but also unable to approach, had to give up.

I don't know how long...

With the passage of time, the word "perfunctory" seems to contain magic, with the spirit of Qin Jiu Song, it has gradually become hazy, as if to get lost in it.

His whole person was surprised and realized that he could even break free from it, but Qin Jiu Song did not, but let the spirit be lost and sink...

It was like having a dream.

In the dream, Qin Jiu Song seems to have experienced another life.

In the five realms of the earth, the holy gods hold everything, and inside the Holy Land Gods, they are also strict rules, and the people at the level of the Son of Heaven firmly hold the resources of the Holy Land God, while ordinary disciples want to get true inheritance, but it is difficult to ascend to heaven.

In the dream, Qin Jiuge is an ordinary disciple of a holy place, more than ordinary people are geniuses, but in the holy places, it is only mediocre, although it is not a waste wood, but it is not inconspicuous.

He was unwilling, so by chance, he even let him learn a great practice in the holy place, he naturally could not bear the temptation to cultivate.

Then, the skylight incident, his death to the end of the world, in order to completely get rid of the pursuit, he hidden name, into another opposing super force.

Because of his strength enough, he was valued here and was able to pass on powerful exercises.

To hide from everyone, he practiced the two major exercises at the same time, and then mistakenly hit and collided, and found that the two exercises could be fused together, and the power was multiplied.

In this way, he completely stimulated his ambition, and then through various means, he worshipped into the gate, killed the goods, and secretly stole the teacher...

The practice of the Holy Land-level forces of that era, he actually got more or less and cultivated.

In this way, the alien energy conflicts and go into the devil...

But at this time, he has passed through three disasters and nine disasters, the realization of the imperial realm, because of the insight and wide range, the martial arts vision is even more terrible, it is actually he between life and death, to understand the divine law, to be a furnace, smelting all kinds of foreign energy, into the only fruit!

This law is realized, sanctified on the ground, and self-proud "grand saint"!

Then, the holy places of war, the Gods, across an era, no one enemy!

Even a holy place because he is too deeply resentful, but also by him uprooted, with their own efforts, destroyed a holy place!

Dreaming of this is a sudden stop, Qin Jiu Song is full of earthquakes, and then it wakes up.

“That dream is the life of a saint, isn’t it?”

This matter is not difficult to infer, Qin Jiu Song heart said: "The great derivative of the saint's great derivative sanctity, is in the collision of different energies, when the fire into the devil to understand, smelting all the energy, into the only fruit!"

"Such a situation, just like my current situation, it is no wonder that I chose me, so that I also enjoy the treatment of the protagonist!" 」Qin Jiu Song's eyes are shining, "Such holy art is simply tailored for me!"

Although I have heard the power of great sanctity before, after all, it is only a legend, and it has not appeared in his book, so it is only a guess, until now it is really certain, how can he not be excited?

“Huh?”

Suddenly, he knew the sea.

The whole person and the word "derivation" seem to have established a connection between the dark, and the information is as vast as the sea of smoke, which is suddenly transmitted from it and falls into the mind of Qin Jiuge.

The vast text, like the incarnation of the road, is not any kind of text known by Qin Jiu Song, but it can make him clear the meaning.

The first to come, is four big words:

The Great Holy Spirit!

The spirit of Qin Jiu Song gradually immersed in the art of such saints, which contains too much information, and it is not easy to understand, even if it is Qin Jiu Song, it is impossible.

Such a legacy is destined not to be a day's work.

Qin Jiu Song no longer paid attention to the outside world, immersed in it with all his heart, and gradually forgot the passage of time...