The Heaven’s Jailer

Liu Lang, who was lying on the ground thinking about life, jumped up.

With his body training, how could it be possible that he died because he hit a stone. The reason why he lay on the ground for a long time without moving is just to calm himself down.

At this moment, he was thinking about killing August as soon as possible, but he ignored where he was.

The burial place of the blood ancestor Odin, how simple it is.

This is just a barrier that stopped his attack. Maybe when he changed his defense to offense, the decision to climb the mountain just now was completely wrong.

Not to mention, there is a barrier blocking it and unable to step on the plank road, even if it can break through the barrier, Liu Lang does not intend to go up the mountain.

Because the risk is too great.

There is nothing else on this bare stone mountain except the coffin. Liu Lang does not believe that August can stay on it for a lifetime, eating or drinking, even if he can obtain the so-called method of becoming a god. How can it be?

The becoming **** of the blood race is actually the soaring fairyland.

Liu Lang Xiaoxian, Daxian, and even Jinxian have all fought against each other. Are they afraid of an August?

"not dead?"

Seeing Liu Lang's "deception" suddenly, Auguste was a little disappointed, but he also said just now that once he became a god, he should clean up Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was not dead, which undoubtedly left him a good opportunity for revenge.

"Liu Lang, this is the tomb of the ancestors of the blood race. You are a foreigner, it is impossible to come up." As a descendant of the blood race, Auguste's face was full of superiority, pointing to Liu Lang and said: "If you were a man If you don’t, don’t leave. When I get down, we are fighting to the death."

"Relax, if you don't come down, I won't leave!"

Liu Lang had already figured it out at this moment. Before he died, Odin must have made some elaborate arrangements for his tomb.

In the mortal world, humans are expensive in ancient times. When they are buried, a series of anti-theft measures will be taken. Odin, as a powerful party, is there no corresponding arrangement in the tomb?

Therefore, Auguste was right. It is difficult for foreigners to set foot on the stone mountain and approach the sarcophagus.

Seeing Liu Lang really meditating cross-legged down the mountain, Auguste snorted, "You wait!"

After that, he struggled on the plank road and continued to climb.

Without Liu Lang's trouble, the progress of the climbing was finally raised.

The stone mountain is not too high, that is, it is about one kilometer. Soon, Auguste climbed halfway, but after halfway, the pressure from the sarcophagus rose sharply. Augusta's climbing speed suddenly halved.

In the end, even to the point where it is difficult to make a single step, every step taken requires a lot of effort.

Seeing Auguste's slow movements, Liu Lang couldn't wait to go up and push two.

But unfortunately, he couldn't even climb the plank road.

In a flash, several hours passed.

"Just a few steps away!" August finally saw the dawn of victory.

According to the legend handed down by the blood clan, the method of becoming a **** was hidden in the sarcophagus of the ancestors, so the purpose of his trip was to open the huge sarcophagus.

Just like walking forward against the strong wind, August crouched under the huge resistance, stretched out his hands hard, and moved slowly towards the sarcophagus.

In the last few steps, August took another nearly an hour.

Looking at August’s actions, Liu Lang knew that this guy rushed to open the coffin. Liu Lang was also curious about what was hidden in the sarcophagus. When August was infinitely close to the sarcophagus, Liu Lang also Stand up involuntarily, paying attention.

It's just that he was standing below, and even if Auguste really opened the sarcophagus, he couldn't see the inside of the coffin unless August buckled the coffin over.

Of course, this is not impossible.

Even his own biological brothers, biological sons, and daughters can be used as victims. People like August have no respect for their ancestors who have died.

"finally reached!"

While Liu Lang was thinking secretly, August finally grabbed an iron chain on the sarcophagus.

With the help of the iron chain, Auguste finally stood firmly in front of the sarcophagus.

"The method of becoming a god, the legendary method of becoming a god!" August, who was infinitely close to success, was full of excitement. Perhaps excitement was not enough to describe it. The word madness seemed more appropriate.

"Drive me!" At this time, Auguste had no patience to wait another second.

He held the lid of the coffin with both hands and lifted it up suddenly. A gap of the thickness of a thumb immediately appeared between the lid and the body of the sarcophagus. As the gap appeared, a stronger breath overflowed from the inside. .

August's body pressure surged and he almost let go.

"Get up!" But August used his own willpower to stabilize his body, and then he wrestled with his arms, and the heavy stone coffin lid was lifted out by August. From the other end of the stone platform, he fell sharply.

But this is not the end.

"call……"

As the lid of the coffin was completely opened, an unmatched breath burst out from the sarcophagus, and even Liu Lang at the foot of the mountain could not help but step back a dozen steps.

August, the nearest to the sarcophagus, is under pressure at this moment, one can imagine.

"boom……"

August's body, as if it had received a heavy blow, flew out.

The area on the top of the mountain is very small, and the giant sarcophagus occupies nearly half. Therefore, the retreat area left for August is very small, at best three to five meters.

Liu Lang was so far away, and his strength was far stronger than August, and he took a dozen steps back. For August, how could this 35 meters be possible?

"what……"

With a scream, August fell directly from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Because it is impossible to fly here, no matter how hard August is in the air, he can't offset the falling force.

"boom!"

"Crack..."

Auguste fell heavily to the ground. Of course, the "click" at the back was not made by Auguste. Although there are thousands of meters from the top to the foot of the mountain, Auguste is also from the current blood clan. The strongest, the closest to the existence of the gods, the physical strength is even better than that, how can the body of the general Profound Core Realm Great Perfection Demon Cultivation fall apart?

The "click" sound is actually the sound of the coffin lid falling from the other side, hitting the ground, torn apart.

"This is called slipping from the peak to the bottom of the valley!" Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Auguste, who was lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, laughing.

It took a lot of effort and a long time to climb to the top of the mountain. I didn't get the method of becoming a god, and I didn't even see what was going on in the sarcophagus.

This is the saddest supporting role Liu Lang has ever seen.

(End of this chapter)