Chapter 671

Because no matter how well Shen Qiong did, it was only the second mechanism after all.

However, her behavior did slap the faces of those who had been singing doom.

But now what needs attention is Yang Lu's side; the most important thing is that they can only look straight at the lens, looking at this position.

No one knows what will happen to Yang Lu in the coffin.

At this time, someone in the Crescent Hotel asked: "Mr. Zhang, what is the specific mechanism inside this coffin? What will Team Leader Yang experience?"

Zhang Lin shook his head and sighed, saying: "What exactly it is, we can't judge; it's nothing more than touching another layer of mechanism; this tomb has an independent space below; the only entrance to this space is on the mechanism; if you want to open this mechanism, the coffin lid must be closed; that's about it."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be infected by Zhang Lin's previous emotions, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

Everyone has a consensus, that is, since even Zhang Lin doesn't know, it is even more impossible for others to analyze it.

They can only wait quietly for the result, waiting for this leader of the Ban Shan faction to return in triumph.

One minute!

Two minutes!

Until five minutes passed.

【What's going on, why haven't they come out yet? Won't something really happen?】

【Impossible, Team Leader Yang is the leader of the Ban Shan faction, have you forgotten?!】

【At the giant stone statue, the desert army ants were nothing, let alone now.】

【That's right, these things definitely can't stump Team Leader Yang.】

【But this is the final mechanism after all; I'm still a bit worried......】

The person in the archaeological team who can't suppress things the most is Wang Kaixuan; at this time, he is so anxious that he is spinning in circles in the tomb.

From time to time, he looks at the coffin, and even several times he puts his ear directly on the coffin, wanting to hear the movement inside.

But he gained nothing; as time passed minute by minute, everyone's expressions became more and more solemn.

And Wang Kaixuan finally couldn't hold it anymore at this time; he picked up the military shovel and was about to smash it toward the coffin.