The second of the four killings, the dead lord was still indifferent, independent and quiet with others, and did not compete with him.

The second child also arrived quickly, a big hammer, a small hammer, and the wielding tiger was bound to knock Yuan Ming to the ground.

The two knives of the hunt burst out with an astonishing luster, and before Yuan Ming could make a move, he was pierced through his skin by the sudden light and stabbed into the flesh and blood.

So fast!

This was Yuan Ming's first feeling, and it had been a long time since he had encountered such a fast sword technique.

When the light receded, and then looked at the hunt, it was already gray sideburns, and the old man was rickety, which was a blow that consumed his life, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect.

Yuan Ming opened a hand, ready to suppress him, there were runes in the palm of his hand, and there was also a coffin in it, the style of this coffin was also different from the ordinary coffin, there were thousands of large and small lines on the outside of the coffin, and some runes were printed on it.

It's the coffin of the Emperor of Prison!

Some old people recognized it, this was one of the lores of the old prison emperor back then, the coffin was buried!

The coffin was pressed down, and the hunting bones were cracked inch by inch, overflowing with flesh and blood.

A large hand stretched out from a distance, also holding an object in his hand, competing with the coffin in mid-air, which allowed the hunter to rest for a while, panting and lying on the ground.

"You're enough!" came the voice of the dead adult.

"Yuan Ming, just became the emperor and provoked me so boldly, and killed my disciples, I will suppress it today. There was anger in the dead man's voice.

A good hand thief shouted to catch the thief, Yuan Ming sneered in his heart, and did not speak. It's just that the force in his hand is a little heavier.

"Yuan Ming, don't apologize to Lord Death quickly. The black robe jumped out of the Hellcoffin Prison and slammed into the location of Yuan Ming with a palm.

"Poor what. Yuan Ming stared coldly at the black robe, this guy seemed to be in the wrong state.

"There is no reason, you are a subordinate of Lord Death, you should listen to him, quickly confess your sins and surrender to the law, and I can also intercede with Lord Death to intercede with you. The black robe said with an unchanged expression.

"Hehe, the Nine Prisons have always jumped out of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and when I became a lackey of this kind of person, I am really ashamed. Yuan Ming sneered.

"Unrepentant, it seems that I have to take you down and give an explanation to the adults. The black robe was annoyed and angry, and with another push of his hand, a black moon floated behind him.

Yuan Ming sneered, and he was embarrassed to take it out and embarrass him?

"Bright box heavenly burial!soul deprivation!" Yuan Ming roared.

I saw that behind the black robe, there was a crack open, and the water of the Yinyang River poured down from it, and in the middle of the water, a yin ghost pulled the black robe in, and muttered: "No one has played cards with Lao Tzu for 30,000 years, and I will definitely not let you run away this time." ”

The black robe's face was shocked, and he struggled to escape from this person's palm, but it was indeed not loosened in any case.

In desperation, he could only sink the moon and save himself.

Shen Yue, is the last means of the coffin prisoners, in the face of a big crisis, you can sink the bright moon behind you to die, this kind of measure is generally not imitated, after Shen Yue, the strength is greatly reduced, and there is no possibility of recovery.

The black full moon slowly sank in, and the black-robed figure also slipped out of the Yin ghost's hand.

The old ghost was angry and tried to pull, but it had no effect at all.

Suddenly, he escaped the palm of the old ghost, and the black-robed expression, who had not yet recovered in his weak state, froze, and his soul was pulled out by Yuan Ming.

"Dead Lord save me. The black robe said in horror, if this pulls him out, he will have no hope of survival at all, this Yuan Ming, so vicious.

"I don't get too involved in your family affairs in the Coffin Prison. "The black robe didn't expect that at a critical time, this adult, whom he relied on for survival and trusted, would abandon him!

"You are despicable, you said it, when you kill Zirong and Yuan Ming, you will let me be the master of this coffin. The black robe's face was resentful, and his spirit sped in the direction of the dead adult, and he wanted to ask for an explanation.

"When did I say such a thing, and you slandered me, damn it. There was a hint of anger in the dead man's voice.

A person jumped out of the direction of the black-robed gallop. Stretched out his hand and shook it hard, and before the black robe could scream, the spirit disappeared into midair.

The strength of this adult is as terrifying as ever.

The body of the black robe was taken away by the water of the Yinyang River, and although the soul was no longer there, the body could have other uses.

"What, what are you still doing here?" asked Yuan Ming, looking at the dead adult.

The demons have just retreated, and this guy is going to attack again now, and the other eight prisons are watching and not making a move, and they don't know what they are thinking.

"It's nothing, it's just that this guy in the black robe came to me once with Zirong before, hoping that after they die, I can receive the Hell Coffin, this is a contract. The dead man unhurriedly took out a yellowed piece of paper.

There is indeed some smell of purple rong on it, but it may be because it is a little old, so the smell is much lighter.

On the contrary, the aura of the black robe is particularly obvious. It looks like it's just been introduced.

"It's fake. Yuan Ming said lightly.

"Oh, do you have any proof?" said Lord Death with a smile as he looked at Yuan Ming.

"Naturally, there is, although this breath is very similar to my mother's breath, but it is not, the black robe has a skill that can imitate the breath of others, but after being purified, it is completely different. Yuan Ming waved his hand, and the purifying power of the silver moon leaped onto the paper.

After a moment's effort, the breath of purple rong on the paper disappeared completely.

Instead, there were two identical breaths, and after a while, the silver moonlight began to evolve into the scene at that time, only to see the left hand of the black robe transformed into a woman's arm, and the right hand remained unchanged, and began to draw on the paper.

That's the end of the picture, and the dead man burned the picture in time.

"So that's the case, I really squinted and was coaxed by this damn guy. The dead man's face was furious.

"Then can the adults please come back?" Yuan Ming sneered, and did not poke it.

"Fighting the demons, I'm also a little tired. I want to rest in this coffin, I don't know if I can or can't," the dead lady asked, gentle and elegant.

"The Coffin Prison is dead, I'm afraid it will pollute the adult's divine body, so please go back. Yuan Ming said unceremoniously.

"People have said you're not welcome, what are you doing?" said the Guardian of the Wild Prison.

"That's it. Why don't you practice with a few of our old guys?" Several other guardians also expressed their attitudes, the Nine Prisons have never had a master, let alone a need.