In a hidden cave, the ghost crow is thinking about something, and the crow on the side is already angry, and may die at any time.

For more than ten days, the ghost crow took the crow back and forth in this world, but he couldn't even get out of the ancient hunting forest, and he didn't even see anyone in the whole process, as if everyone had disappeared out of thin air.

The ghost crow looked at the crow lying on the ground, frowned, and said, "Crow, how do you feel, or I will give you back your power?"

After that, the ghost crow wanted to do it, but was stopped by the crow.

The crow said weakly: "It's useless! The power of death in your body is too little, even if you return to my body, it will not help, and now only the Coffin of Doom can save my life." ”

The ghost crow gritted its teeth and punched the stone wall, and traces of blood fell along the stone wall: "I'm sorry, crow." If I could have kept the coffin of doom a thousand years ago, you would not have suffered for a thousand years!"

There was no trace of regret in the crow's eyes, and he reached out to stroke the ghost crow's arm: "In this life, I can be friends with you, and I will die without regrets." ”

When the ghost crow heard this, the bean-sized teardrops rolled down, and through the hot tears in the eyes, it seemed that the two met for the first time in front of their eyes.

Fifteen hundred years ago, the ghost crow at that time was just a small casual cultivator in the innate realm, with inferior talent and no one to rely on. But fortunately, his face was that of a scholar, so he was taken by a group of robbers, and every time he pretended to be a scholar to find an excuse to stop passing vehicles, and other robbers rushed out to kill people and plunder goods. Helplessly, the number of spirit stones he got every time was the least.

Until one day, the fate of the ghost crow changed because of a robbery.

"Big boss, do we really want to rob the Chamber of Commerce?" The ghost crow said with a slight tremble: "The Chamber of Commerce is backed by big forces, if we annoy the big forces, I'm afraid we will suffer!"

Chai Longhu, the big boss, picked up a sharp knife, grinned cruelly, picked up the ghost crow, and said with a smile: "Boy, you have to do whatever I ask you to do, otherwise, I will make your heart really feel the coldness of this sharp knife, do you understand?"

"Understood! understood!" the crow nodded vigorously.

At this moment, a carriage full of straw slowly drove towards this side, accompanied by a dozen or so plainly dressed and uncultivated people, who were talking and laughing, as if they thought that they would not be robbed at all.

The big boss Chai Longhu patted the ghost crow on the back, his tone was much softer, and said, "Ghost crow, go." ”

The ghost crow frowned and said, "But they look like mortals! ”

Chai Longhu didn't speak again, just looked at the ghost crow coldly.

The ghost crow lowered her head in horror and got up to go down the side of the path.

On the road, the ghost crow walked towards the carriage step by step. The ghost crow has obviously been able to perfectly control the state of mind after hundreds of experiences, but for some reason, today is extremely nervous, so that even walking is a little unsteady.

The people around the carriage didn't act rashly after seeing Tianze's weirdness, they just glanced at each other and moved a little closer to the carriage.

Seeing that he had never been able to calm his steps, the crow simply pretended to have a problem with his legs and feet, bent down and stroked his right leg, and continued to move forward.

People in two directions gradually approached, ten, five, and one......

The ghost crow suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the carriage and said, "Dare to ask where you fellow villagers are going?

A man in Tsing Yi at the head of the group had a cold look in his eyes for a moment, quickly recovered his kindness, stood up and hugged his fists and said: "We are waiting to deliver high-quality forage for my master, and there is really nothing we can do." ”

Seeing this, the ghost crow had a plan, condensed a water ball in his hand, and said gently: "Little brother, in fact, I am an immortal, but I can't rush because of changes, if the little brother helps me, I am willing to send a fairy stone to repay the favor." With that, he held a low-grade spirit stone in the palm of his hand, and there was still some pain in his face.

The ghost crow's plan really worked, and the young man saw that Tianze took the initiative to reveal his identity, and even mistook himself for a mortal, and used the spirit stone as a fairy stone to deceive himself, so he let down his guard and pretended to be excited: "It turned out that the immortal descended to earth, and I waited for the naked eye to be clumsy, please let my brother discuss, okay?"

The ghost crow nodded, "Yes." ”

While the men in Tsing Yi were discussing together, the ghost crow poured a small bottle of liquid on the axle of the wheel and left quickly and quietly.

Seeing this, Chai Longhu, the big boss in the shadows, waved his arms, and hundreds of robbers rushed to the carriage on the road like falling stones.

The man in Tsing Yi came back to his senses and saw that the ghost crow had disappeared without a trace, and hurriedly shouted: "Ambush!

But it was too late, the liquid that the crow poured on the axle of the wheel was strongly corrosive, and by this time the wheel was already damaged.

For a while, swords, spears and sticks were connected, flesh and blood were flying and bones were not connected, which was really a tragic scene in the world.

The ghost crow is timid, and every time he finishes his own thing, he hides behind a tree, covering his ears, even though he knows that he can't escape, but he still tries to separate himself from this cruel world through this method again and again.

I don't know how long later, when the ghost crow opened its eyes, it was already dark, and there was not the slightest sound of fighting around, only the chirping of insects and birds, as if returning to the yard of his own home when he was a child.

The ghost crow walked out slowly, looking at the scene in front of him.

The ground was full of undulating black, and the ghost crow looked up at the bright moon in the night dome, and he understood that the black on the ground was blood.

All of them have perished together.

The ghost crow walked in a daze, letting the half-congealed blood under his feet soak his shoes, and he had only one question in his mind: what was in the straw of this carriage?

When the ghost crow knocked down the cart full of straw, what caught his eye was a black coffin, a coffin of doom.

The ghost crow looted the belongings of everyone present, recognized the precepts of Chai Longhu, put away the coffin of the underworld, and left this place of right and wrong without stopping.

The ghost crow fled on horseback for two days and two nights, during which he stopped and stopped, and finally returned to his original residence, March Cave.

The exhausted ghost crow counted the things he had harvested at random, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long the dream was, and when the ghost crow woke up, a man stood at the head of the cave and looked back at himself, it was the crow.

"Who are you?" asked the crow vigilantly, holding the long knife tightly in his hand, secretly facing the crow.

"I am a raven, part of the coffin of the underworld. Do you know that the strength of the person behind the coffin of the underworld is beyond your ability, and you have already stepped into hell with half a foot!"

When the ghost crow heard this, he couldn't help but think of his previous life, and said lonely: "Death is death! Anyway, there was no happiness in my past life, no one cared about me, and even if I died, no one would remember that I ever existed." ”

A trace of curiosity flashed in the crow's eyes, and he had been asleep for an unknown number of years, but he didn't expect to meet such an interesting person as soon as he woke up, so he said: "Do you want to become stronger?

The ghost crow was excited at first, and then shook his head lightly: "It's useless, my cultivation talent is very poor, and I haven't reached the foundation building realm until now, just the innate triple realm." Is it in a dream?"

The crow didn't speak, and glanced lightly at the doom coffin on the ground, and suddenly a billowing black gas rushed into the ghost crow's body, and said: "This is the power of death, it shouldn't belong to you, but I made an exception to give it." From now on, you can drive the coffin of doom. No matter what injuries you have, as long as you don't die, I can help you recover. ”

The ghost crow felt the power of death in his body, and said in disbelief, "Really?"

Raven chuckled, "Don't you believe it?"

As the words fell, the crow turned into a tumbling black mist that wrapped around the crow's arm.

There was a crisp sound, and the crow's left arm snapped in unison.

The crow then took human form and kicked the ghost crow into the coffin of the underworld.

A day later, the crow's arm was restored to its original state, not even scarred.

Since then, the ghost crow has challenged everywhere, hoping to break through the limit of talent with the pressure of life and death.

Finally, three hundred years later, the ghost crow not only raised his cultivation to the ninefold realm of the Golden Pill Realm, but also obtained many life-extending elixirs. At the same time, disaster has come.

On that day, six hundred and seventy-two Yuanying Realm monks surrounded the ghost crows.

Every Yuan Infant Realm is an existence that can become a hegemon, and now facing six hundred and seventy-two Yuan Infant Realm cultivators, the ghost crow knows that he is already in a certain death situation.