Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1346 The Mystery Of The Copper Coffin

The stormy sea turned up in Han Yu's heart. Today's discovery can be said to be shocking to the world. This is against the common sense of practice. You must know that Han Yu's physical body is strong, but it grows step by step with the cultivation base. It is impossible for the strength of the physical body to increase day by day without cultivation base, and reach the point of sanctification.

The energy in the old lunatic gushes out like a flood, gathering on his fist, making his fist look full of terrifying destructive power.

When the coffin struck again, the old madman bombarded it with a punch.

"Boom!"

The coffin was blown out by the old madman, and crashed into the cliff next to the valley. A big fist mark appeared on the coffin.

In the process of flying upside down, the coffin shattered the void, causing a crack in the void.

Han Yu was stunned, how powerful is this punch to break the void? This also confirmed his previous conjecture, because only saint-level powerhouses can break the void.

The old lunatic became a saint in flesh, comparable to a martial saint!

The coffin never returned.

"Boom boom boom..."

The old madman moved his fists in turns, constantly bombarding the remaining coffins. The remaining eight coffins were all beaten up by the old madman. Some crashed into the cliff, and some crashed into the ground.

"boom!"

The old madman raised his left foot and stomped it sharply. Suddenly the mountain shook, and the underground formations flickered and annihilated.

Han Yu opened his mouth, only feeling that his throat was dry. The old lunatic is too powerful, only the word fierce can describe him.

The old madman looked at Han Yu and smiled. The light on his body gradually converged, the divine coercion slowly dissipated, and then he stepped into the depths of the valley.

"Senior!" Without the coercive suppression of the old madman, Han Yu regained his mobility and hurriedly stood up to catch up.

The old madman ignored Han Yu and moved on.

Han Yu caught up with the old madman and looked at the old madman's face. The old madman regained his confusion and didn't seem to know what he was doing.

"What did he come in for?" Han Yu wondered.

He didn't ask the old madman, he knew it was useless to ask.

Han Yu walked on the right side of the old madman, always keeping pace with the old madman. He felt much more relieved when the old madman was there.

Suddenly, some coffins caught Han Yu's eyes. They were all copper coffins, which were very similar in style to the nine copper coffins just now. These copper coffins lay irregularly among the weeds and rubble in the valley, as if they were thrown here.

"How come there are so many coffins here?" Han Yu swept his gaze in front of him, seeing the densely packed coffins, no fewer than a thousand.

Some stood upright, some stood upright, and some stood sideways. They were tightly stitched, and there should be dead bodies inside.

A trace of chill penetrated Han Yu's pores, causing him to shiver violently. Although he has been to many dangerous and terrifying places, here, he feels like walking on an ice blade, and he feels uncomfortable.

However, there is nothing special around except the coffin, and it is quiet and bright. But Han Yu's horror feeling from the bottom of his heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Calm down!" Han Yu took a deep breath, calming himself down. Some fears are born entirely from the heart.

But no matter how calm he was, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

"Senior, what are you doing here?" Han Yu couldn't help but ask. The silence here is terrible, even if the old madman doesn't answer, he still has to talk.

The old madman didn't seem to hear it, so naturally he didn't answer.

Han Yu found that the look of the old madman had changed a little, and he seemed to be trying to recall something.

Probably walking to the center of the valley, the old lunatic stopped, surrounded by copper coffins.

The old madman looked around as if looking for something.

It can be seen that a touch of pain appeared on his face, as if a person with amnesia was trying his best to recall the past.

The old madman's footsteps became messy, and his breathing gradually became quicker. He seemed to be unable to remember what he wanted to think, and he began to worry.

"Senior, what are you looking for?" Han Yu asked.

The old lunatic didn't answer, he kept spinning around the place, his eyes kept scanning the coffins. After turning hundreds of times, the old lunatic suddenly hugged his head, knelt on the ground and howled, in extreme pain.

"Senior, don't worry, think slowly, you will definitely be able to think of it!" Han Yu comforted.

The old madman still ignored Han Yu. After squatting for a while, he suddenly jumped up, jumping up and down. Sometimes he raised his hands and yelled at the sky, sometimes he lowered his head and cried bitterly. He is an old madman out of nowhere.

Han Yu stood by the old lunatic, and there was nothing to do.

The old madman spent several days in pain, confusion, and hesitation. Suddenly one day, he seemed to return to normal again and began to look for it seriously.

Han Yu followed the old madman and walked among the copper coffins.

The old madman took Han Yu through a messy route, and stopped under the cliff in the northwest, where there were two copper coffins, one large and one small. This should be the coffin of an adult and a child.

The old madman walked up to the big copper coffin, held the lid of the coffin in his hand, and opened the lid of the coffin directly.

"Kang Dang!"

The old madman threw the coffin lid aside and reached into the coffin.

"Empty?" Han Yu tilted his head and looked into the coffin. There was no dead body in it, and a rusty sharp axe was placed. The old lunatic stretched out his hand and took the axe out, clinging it to his waist skillfully.

"This……"

Han Yu's eyes widened in surprise. Why does the old madman seem to be holding his own things like this?

"Is he coming in to get this axe?" Han Yu's head murmured. He thought of a lot at once.

The old madman rushed here all the way, picked up the axe without hesitation, and was sure that his trip was for this axe.

He is not here for the first time.

Han Yu thought about the words of the old blacksmith and the small coffin next to him. Han Yu had a ridiculous idea that the old madman and the girl might have walked out of Wuyashan. Of the two coffins, one belonged to the old madman and the other belonged to the girl.

Han Yu was shocked. He and the girl hadn't seen each other for several years, but the current girl, and the girl who saw him for the first time, hadn't changed the slightest in age and appearance.

Ya's head is frozen age!

This is incredible. A little girl at the age of a girl should have grown up quickly.

These clues all point to here!

Han Yu trembled a little and walked slowly to the side of the small coffin. He wanted to open the small coffin to make sure if it was empty.

However, the coffin was as heavy as a mountain, and Han Yu used all his strength to shake it.