9662. Chapter 9662 Purple Gold Coffin 6

Not only that, the men were pale and weak, and they didn't even have the strength to stand. Seeing their appearance, the Ghost King didn't care, and rushed to the coffin and looked at the three-leaf mark on the surface. At this moment, through the heavenly power contributed by several men, the three-leaf mark on the coffin had obvious changes. Around the three-leaf mark, a complete purple light formed.

"It's OK." Looking at the changes in the three-leaf mark, Leng Xuan said.

Hearing this, the Ghost King said nothing, and a black air swung out, hitting the coffin lid heavily. Suddenly, there was a loud 'bang', and the coffin lid was instantly knocked out. Seeing this, Leng Xuan, the King of Hell and the Ghost King immediately cast their eyes into the coffin.

"This is..."

Looking at the things that appeared in the coffin, Leng Xuan and the other two showed a trace of doubt on their faces. In this purple gold coffin, there lies a middle-aged man, wearing luxurious clothes and a purple jade crown on his head, which is quite majestic. It is unknown how old he has been here, but his body is well preserved.

Looking at the expressions of the Ghost King and the King of Hell, they are obviously unfamiliar with the man in the coffin. To be able to exist in such a place, he is naturally not an ordinary person. This can only mean that the man should be a figure from countless years ago.

After the two looked at each other, the King of Hell frowned and said, "Who of you knows who this is?"

Leng Xuan shook his head, then moved his eyes away from the face of the middle-aged man and looked elsewhere in the coffin. However, he soon discovered that in this coffin, except for the body of the middle-aged man, there was nothing else, let alone treasures.

"Why is there nothing?" The tone of the Ghost King was a little cold. He spent such a big price, but got nothing in the end. He must be unbalanced in his heart, "King of Hell, it's your turn."

Hearing this, the King of Hell looked at another coffin with a slightly hesitant expression. There was nothing in the coffin in front of him, and there was no guarantee that there was nothing in the other coffin. To open a coffin, at least four men would have to use their utmost strength, which was a bit of a high price.

Just as he was hesitating, the ghost king cast a cold gaze at him, with a hint of grimness.

"This bastard." He cursed inwardly, and then gestured to several of his men. He knew very well that if he refused, the ghost king might do something. Following Leng Xuan's method, another coffin was opened in a short while. Just like the previous coffin, there was also a person lying inside, but this time it was an old man with white hair and silver beard. The only thing in common was what the two people were wearing.

The King of Hell took a look and said, "Who are these two guys? Why are they buried in such a ghost place?"

"Who cares who they are? Since they are dead, it doesn't matter." As he said that, the King of Hell waved his hand, and two black air immediately flowed into the two coffins, lifted up the two dead people lying inside, and then threw them to the ground. When the bodies of the two dead people were removed, a few words appeared at the bottom of the two coffins.

"Situ Nanling."

"Lei Gang." Leng Xuan read the words inside the coffin and said, "These seem to be two names."

"Yes." The King of Hell responded, "The old guy should be Situ Nanling, and the other one is called Lei Gang. King of Hell, have you heard of these two names?"