Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 483

The buzzing ——!

muffled sound is coming from nowhere.

Cheng Fan's eyes were calm, and his divine sense instantly spread over the entire Hall of No Return.

All

the armor was in place, and there was not a trace of movement.

Even the dust that has accumulated on the ground has not changed in the slightest.

Heh! It's really greasy.

I knew it from the abrupt sneeze before I came in.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.

The divine consciousness probed in the darkness for a long time, but nothing unusual happened.

So, do you want to wait for me to move first?

Cheng Fan took a light step, and his divine sense locked on the audience at all times.

A

second muffled sound came ——! buzz.

This time, the divine sense instantly locked onto the coffin behind it!

Although it was still quiet at the moment, the floating dust around the coffin betrayed it.

And in his consciousness, he clearly sensed that the coffin was slightly swinging.

Heh

, an old fellow who has been sleeping for a thousand years, wants to crawl out and harm the world?

What a coincidence.

Whoever you meet is not good, but you have encountered a poor road.

Cheng Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, his divine sense locked on the vermilion coffin lying quietly, the mana in his body gradually stirred, and Jin Dan slowly accelerated and rotated, swallowing one after another terrifying mana.

If you dare to come out, Poor Dao will dare to bombard you to the scum as soon as possible!

It seems that sensing the crisis outside the coffin, the third muffled sound has not come for a long time.

Cheng Fan waited for a moment, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

Huh?

If you don't come out, then I'll go?"

Cheng Fan gently raised one foot and took a step in the direction of the temple gate.

The muffled sound of "——! humming"

made Cheng Fan stunned all of a sudden.

What do you mean

? If you don't kill me, don't you want to leave

? Why are you still on the poor road?

Kill you and go.

As soon as Cheng Fan stopped, the coffin did not move again.

Cheng Fan's face was slightly gloomy, and he raised his right hand, and the True Martial Sword fell into his palm.

The extremely rich power of the True Martial Demon was condensed into the sword body, and an extremely terrifying light came out.

At

the moment when Cheng Fan summoned the True Martial Sword.

In the main hall, there was a lump of iron lumps.

No, a set of Xuantie Futu armor suddenly reacted.

The long knives, swords, spears beside their armor... Slowly shuddered, letting out a soft groan.

Immediately it floated up strangely and automatically, as if an invisible big hand held it and aimed at Cheng Fan in front of the coffin.

"Heh, your subordinates are quite loyal.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Fan's mouth.

"Poor Dao has changed his mind, so let's ask Your Excellency to eat a certain Five Thunder Fa. With

that, Cheng Fan recalled the True Martial Sword.

Just when he was about to resist the thunder.

The

weapons on the side of the Xuantie Futu fell to the ground one after another.

In the pitch-black and vast hall, the three hundred Xuantie Futu armor were quietly placed in place, as if nothing had happened.

Cheng Fan figured out that when he threatened the coffin, those iron bumps would be forced to force each other, otherwise they would not do anything to him.

Cheng Fan was a little hesitant at the moment.

If he didn't know that there was something wrong with the coffin, let him know at this moment, and he couldn't sit idly by and let the existence in the coffin come out and harm the world.

I glanced at the coffin.

Cheng Fan strode straight out of the hall and didn't look back.

The coffin's vibration became more and more obvious, but it was not opened.

And those iron bumps are like dead things, without the slightest movement.

"Oh, Poor Dao retracted his previous praise for you, but your subordinates did not listen to your orders.

Cheng Fan smiled faintly.

Those armors are dead things, and they are attached to a little spiritual power, guarding the coffin, and I am afraid that it is limited to deterring the knife wielder.

Cheng Fan walked out of the hall step by step, and his divine consciousness always kept the coffin locked.

He guessed that when a limit was reached, the presence in the coffin would burst out.

Although Cheng Fan didn't know what was wrong with the things in this coffin, he didn't want to leave if he didn't kill him.

But since he had such a request, Cheng Fan had no choice but to try his best to meet him.

Just as Cheng Fan was about to walk to the edge of the main hall, a dull loud noise came from the coffin!

The vermilion coffin board slowly opened a gap.

Cheng Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

It can be regarded as being caught by the poor road!

The figure shook suddenly, and instantly moved to the coffin.

The right hand pinched the coffin board with a "snap", and several incomparably explosive thunder streams surged out with the left hand, converging into a bright and shaking palm thunder! A surging

force exploded, and the extremely heavy coffin board was lifted away by Cheng Fan in an instant.

The left hand is close behind and is to cover the presence in the coffin.

At this moment,

a strange fragrance suddenly penetrated into Cheng Fan's nose.

A thought flashed through Cheng Fan's mind.

What kind of strange vassal king is this

? He even wears perfume?

Like a woman...

Woman!

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank slightly.

Under the raging thunderstorm, a young girl in a long red dress was lying inside.

Rumo's long hair is scattered under his body, his white face is flawless, his skin can be broken by blowing, his facial features are extraordinarily exquisite, his lips are slightly open, his slender eyelashes tremble slightly, and his beautiful eyes seem to be able to open at any time.

Cheng

Fan pinched the thunder stream, and played another mana to protect the girl from being injured by the escaping thunder and lightning.

I never thought that inside the coffin was not a failed feudal king, but an unknown girl!

At least what I saw was not a dry corpse, nor was it a resentful ghost, but a girl with excellent appearance... I don't know what's going on.

Ahem....

Her divine consciousness and the Celestial Eye opened together, and pale golden light fell on her delicate body.

Skin, palms, bones, appearance...

Everything shows that she is a human girl.

In particular, her bone age is only an astonishing sixteen years old!

On this girl's body, there is a faint brilliance flowing, completely hiding her cause and effect, and she can't see through it at all.

This Guanghua, although Cheng Fan doesn't know what it is, it is certain that the girl's bone age is locked at 16 years old is also inseparable from this Guanghua.

At this time, the girl's slender and thin eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes slowly opened, a pair of bright and lovely eyes looked at Cheng Fan, her dilated eyes slowly focused, and a confused color appeared in her eyes.

Seeing that the girl raised her arms a little jerkyly, trying to sit up herself.

Cheng Fan struck out a mana and helped her up.

Like a waterfall, the long hair spilled down the red dress, falling to the waist, and even a little longer.

The girl looked around blankly, as if she was a little overwhelmed, and her bright eyes were full of panic.

Cheng Fan suddenly realized that he was using his divine sense to investigate, and it was pitch black in this hall.

Cheng Fan snapped his fingers, and a stream of brilliance flowed, illuminating this hall called "No Return".

"Buzz ——!".