Centipede Ridge, a hidden stone chamber, placed a bronze giant coffin, with many strange patterns carved on the surface, most of which turned out to be monsters with beast heads and human bodies. There are many sarcophagi around the bronze coffin, which are placed vertically in rows against the wall, and there is no sound in the stone room, and there is a dead silence.

Suddenly, the heavy lid of the bronze coffin opened a thin slit, and the gap became larger and larger, and a blackened hand stretched out from it, and with a gentle push, the coffin lid fell to the ground.

With a "bang", several corpse turtles were shocked to the ground and quickly crawled away.

A man stood up straight in the bronze coffin, he was half-sitting, and his dark face barely made it clear that he was still alone. He spit out a corpse turtle in his mouth, and his dark eyes opened suddenly, "Tiangang's body? It's really it, I've been waiting for so many years, Luo Laodao, my good master, you didn't expect it...... Hahaha......"

The strange metallic grinding laughter filled the entire stone chamber......

"Brother Wang, do you feel that this place is wrong?" Wu Song had already left the cross slope and came to this place called Centipede Ridge. He felt that this place gave him a strange feeling, as if he was familiar, but Wu Song just couldn't tell what was wrong.

"No, this place is poor and bad, what's wrong?" Wang Jin replied truthfully.

The group was still walking slowly on Centipede Ridge, but the discomfort in Wu Song's heart became stronger and stronger, as if he felt that something was approaching him.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped, and a frightened cry from a member of the Dark Hall came from the front, "You...... What are you? Save...... Help-ah-ah-" Immediately afterward, the screams stopped abruptly.

Wu Song hit a spirit, and something seemed to flash in his mind. He hurriedly entered with Wang, and the stone jumped out of the carriage, but he was taken aback by the sight of a "man" in a tattered Taoist robe in the middle of the road, with a red mark on his eyebrows, and his reddish eyes and dark skin were so familiar.

The monster sensed something, he let go of the dead man in his hand, and his eyes shot at Wu Song, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Who are you and why are you in the way here." Wu Song clenched the Longquan Treasure Knife in his hand, and felt nervous for no reason.

"Who am I? yes, who am I? Guy, you can call me a centipede Daoist, if you know each other, come with me obediently" The strange man's voice was sharp and harsh, making people feel very uncomfortable listening to it.

"Fart, what kind of thing are you, dare to talk to my eldest brother like this, eat me with a knife." Shi scolded loudly, and had already rushed forward with two ring knives in his hand.

"Stone, don't be impulsive." Wu Song wanted to stop it, but Shi Shi was originally a person who didn't want to die in a fight, so how could he listen to it.

Helpless, Wu Song had no choice but to ask the others in the dark hall to protect Yulan, Brother Yun, and beckoned Wang Jin to come forward to help the stone.

The stone held two ring knives in his hand, one after the other, and slashed at the centipede Taoist one after another, and there was no imaginary pleasure of blood spurting out, and the stone felt a huge rebound force from the ring knife, which made his hand numb, and the ring knife in his hand almost came out of his hand. The heart of the stone was horizontal, and another ring knife was slashed down.

"Boom." The centipede Daoist let out a piercing laugh, and even directly resisted the ring knife with his hand.

"Bang-" The Taoist's hand and the ring knife collided together, and the iron ring knife weighing dozens of catties flew out like a kite with a broken string and stuck it on the ground. The stone itself could not withstand this huge force, and the whole person turned backwards. The power of the Taoist's blow is so far.

After the stone hit the ground, a mouthful of blood was shocked, but the centipede Taoist ran away at this time, turning his hands into claws, and actually planned to kill the stone.

"Stone-" Wu Song shouted, and in a hurry, he threw the Longquan knife in his hand at the head of the centipede Daoist, the Daoist's momentum slowed down, and the hand was blocked, and the extremely sharp Longquan knife was knocked out of direction, and he couldn't even leave a mark on his hand.

At this time, Wang Jin took an arrow step, and he had already slashed the tiger head knife at the Taoist, and the Taoist had no choice but to abandon the stone and fight with Wang Jin.

Wu Song hurriedly picked up the stone and asked with concern, "Stone, are you okay?" ”

Shi Shi said movingly, "Shi is fine, this bird Dao man is so powerful, big brother, let's go up and slaughter him together." After speaking, he pulled out the ring knife on the ground and went to help Wang Jin.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Wu Song's eyes, this scene was so familiar to him, wasn't it exactly what his gods and demons looked like after entering the body, that kind of feeling of invulnerability and infinite strength Wu Song still vividly remembered, but the speed of this person was not as terrifying as Wu Song.

In any case, Wu Song would not be afraid of this person, "I don't believe it, with the strength of the three of us, we can't defeat you monster." Wu Song felt hatred in his heart, so he pulled out the Longquan knife and joined the battle group.

Wang Jin's tiger head knife is fierce and domineering; The double-ring knife of the stone is infinitely powerful; And the most terrifying thing is Wu Song's Longquan knife, which is not only fast and hateful, but also has a tricky twist, four treasure knives, with layers of blades, all of which are slashed at the centipede Taoist.

At the beginning, this person was still a little in a hurry, and he was constantly struck by Wu Song and the others, but this person's body seemed to be cast with molten iron, and he couldn't even leave a blood mark. The scene was so deadlocked, and the two sides went back and forth, and it seemed that there was a draw.

As time passed, the numbness in Wu Song's hands became heavier and heavier, and the centipede Taoist seemed to focus on him, preferring to be slashed by Wang Jin and the stone a few times, but also to use his steel arm to collide with Wu Song's Longquan knife, after a few collisions, Rao is Wu Song's strength was not small, and he also felt a burst of pain in his hand, and a trace of blood oozed out, and the blood stained the handle of the Longquan knife red. You must know that the strength of the Centipede Daoist is so great, the stone can't even resist his blow, and it is not easy for Wu Song to resist so many blows in a row.

The pain coming from Wu Song's hand became more and more obvious, and the handle of the Longquan knife even dripped red blood, falling on the ground covered with yellow sand, and a few blood flowers bloomed.

Seeing this, the centipede Dao man's eyes were full of sharpness and insidiousness, and his shots became more and more ruthless.