Chaos Emperor System

Now, his dream is finally about to come true, as long as the remaining two coffins are opened, he will be able to leave here, and the sky will be high and the birds will fly, free and at ease.

Canggou looked at his bloody thigh, swallowed with difficulty, then turned his heart away, closed his eyes slightly, and roared, "Forget it, just die!"

Putting his hands on the coffin board of unknown material, his veins bulged, and he pushed forward vigorously.

After Canggou exerted all his strength, the coffin board also moved by a third in a very respectful manner.

Canggou's face showed joy, isn't he still alive and well?

The elegant man also looked nervous, staring at the coffin that Canggou moved.

The seven of Ye Hao dared not be careless, and shifted their gazes to the dark coffin. Although there were three coffins placed here, maybe the one pushed by Canggou had what they wanted.

Canggou's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he saw something inside the coffin, and when he was about to use all his strength to push all the coffin boards away, a dazzling white light blinded his eyes.

Looking at the dazzling light, the elegant man trembled in his heart, his face became paler, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured: "It's coming, it's coming."

Before the words were finished, a mighty force of the stars rushed out of the coffin, and Canggou disappeared without even having time to let out a wail.

The seven people in Ye Hao were startled and a little scared. This is definitely a dangerous place, a dangerous place. Canggou just opened a third of the coffin boards and died immediately. If all the coffin boards were opened Woolen cloth? What will happen again?

The refined man showed joy, because he felt that the power of the Xingyue Palace to seal him had weakened a bit, and it seemed that this method would work.

With a big move, Bai Jun was pushed to the front of the coffin.

That position was where Canggou was standing just now, Bai Jun was trembling all over, he is the prince of the Baishen Empire, a noble existence, but now he can only be forced by others to pick up the coffin, it is really sad and deplorable.

"If you don't do it again, I will do it!"

Under the threat of the elegant man, Bai Jun moved the coffin board by a third trembling all over. Before he could speak, another burst of star power came out, and the two princes of the sixth-rank empire died.

It was getting harder and harder for the refined man to hide the excitement on his face, he grabbed it casually,

Longyang Sanren stood in front of the "death coffin".

He looked at the beggar with crutches unwillingly, and there was nothing he could do about the beggar on crutches. After all, it was difficult for him to protect himself now. The one standing in front of them was a powerful holy king, and torturing them was not the same as playing.

Longyang Sanren sighed helplessly, and with a bang, he pushed the entire coffin board to the ground.

Then, Longyang Sanren closed his eyes tightly, as if he was waiting for the call to die, but after a long time, there was no star power coming out, so he couldn't help but smile, could it be that the coffin's star power was used up.

Then he looked at the coffin and found a small black bead lying quietly in the coffin.

"What is this?" Stretched out his right hand, just touched, bang!

A silver light like a waterfall hangs in the air, causing Longyang to die!

After the silver light dissipated, the refined man laughed loudly, rushed to the side of the coffin, held up the little black bead, and laughed loudly: "Haha, there is still a Hunyuan bead here. With this bead, I will definitely be able to return to the top!"

The faces of Ye Hao and the five were serious. The elegant man was using them to explore the way, and he could get the treasure inside after all the threats disappeared.

This is just a small coffin and three people have died. The remaining coffin is the largest, which is as big as the left and right coffins combined. It is difficult to open this coffin!

The elegant man put away the Hunyuan Pearl, came to the four of them, and said with a smile: "Okay, what they promised me has been done, and it's up to you next."

The five were silent.

The elegant man sneered and said, "Do you want me to do it myself?"

The beggar on crutches has been struggling, but it is useless; Duobaosan is frowning, thinking carefully; the golden monk has a fierce look on his face, and the golden light is getting stronger; the white-clothed swordsman has no expression on his face, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Finally Ye Hao said, "Let me do it."

"What?"

The four people around were all shocked.

Ye Hao tried his best to raise a smile, and said, "Let me take the lead this time."

The beggar on crutches looked at Ye Hao as if thinking of something.

"Okay, then you go!"

A thrust pushed Ye Hao to the remaining coffin.

The elegant man folded his hands and watched the scene quietly. For him, it doesn't matter who comes first, and they are all going to die anyway.

Ye Hao, who was standing in front of the coffin, swallowed nervously. To be honest, he was not completely sure, but in the current situation, even if he was only 10% sure, he had to try.

Taking a deep breath, he put his hands on the cold coffin board, let out a low drink, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he pushed hard!

boom!

The huge coffin board was directly pushed to the ground by Ye Hao.

The elegant man was taken aback. He didn't expect that this boy who seemed to be in the lowest realm could lift the coffin board in one go. It's a bit interesting.

Monk Jin Guang looked at Ye Hao standing in front of the coffin and became more and more restless.

The white-clothed swordsman slowly drew out his long sword, facing the back of the elegant man's head with a slightly cold expression.

Duobaosan probed his brain, wanting to know what was inside the coffin.

The beggar on crutches pinned all their hopes on Ye Hao. If Ye Hao couldn't survive the disaster, then there was no need for the rest of them to try.

Ye Hao let out a breath of turbid air slowly, looking at the treasures lying quietly at the bottom of the coffin, waiting for someone to take them away, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, showing a smile.

hum!

Just as Ye Hao's palm touched the treasure at the bottom of the coffin, a burst of dazzling light flashed.

The five elegant men hurriedly covered their eyes, and then they saw an incredible scene.

The power of the stars gushing out from the coffin rushed into the air to form a transparent circle, and within the transparent circle were four sheets of paper shining with silvery white light, and in the center surrounded by the paper was a person with a A young man with silvery white skin.

The refined man took a closer look, isn't that man Ye Hao? Can't help but turn pale with shock, what's going on?

He was sure that the four pieces of paper must have recorded the exercises of Emperor Xingyue, but why are those papers surrounding Ye Hao now? Why didn't that star power swallow Ye Hao? What happened to Ye Hao's silver-white skin?

These questions lingered not only in the mind of the elegant man, but also in the minds of the three white-clothed swordsmen. Only the beggar on crutches looked at this scene and smiled.