Mu Chen was surprised, and suddenly, the exploding intent in his mind became strong again! The cyclone at the Qi Sea Dantian actually spun rapidly without urging the Great Zhou Heavenly Star Qi Technique!

"Ahh

Seeing this, how could such a good opportunity be given up like this.

In an instant, with a little salivation in their fangs, their fingertips mixed with cold light, they came towards Mu Chen's bag!

At the same time, the aura in Mu Chen's body became more and more full, and the spirit platform was instantly filled with aura and consciousness was swallowed up in an instant!

A terrifying aura came from Mu Chen's body, and he saw a tall figure appear above the dragon soul remnant behind him, and at this moment, his feet were standing on top of the dragon's head, just a light step, and the dragon soul remnant instantly dissipated!

This sudden change made the three-headed hair stiffen suddenly stopped, and a sense of pressure from the bones made their legs involuntarily begin to tremble!

Mu Chen's mysterious Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit reappears!

Just when Mu Chen's mysterious Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit appeared, in the dark depths of this majestic city, an extremely surprised voice slowly sounded: "What is this breath in the corpse raising ground that makes me feel cordial and palpitating? Let me feel which corpse raising place this breath comes from......

When the sound was gone, the depths of the earth were calm again.

Only in the faint light could be seen that the source of the sound was a sarcophagus suspended in the air, and there were nine chains around the coffin, but the other end of the chain could not see where it led.

As the sound faded, the chains on the sarcophagus began to fall off silently, and the sarcophagus slowly rose upwards before disappearing.

At this moment, beside Mu Chen, those hairy stiffs had turned into dried corpses.

Mu Chen's eyes were red, with a somewhat evil smile on the corner of his mouth, his face was slightly pale, and there was an indescribable sickness, which was almost ninety percent similar to the nine-foot-tall figure behind him.

Mu Chen raised his head and looked at the crack between the cliffs before, he sniffed the tip of his nose, and felt that the breath there seemed to be much more comfortable than here.

His legs slowly left the ground, and the martial soul behind him took Mu Chen and quickly swept towards the crack.

In the dark crevices, the deeper you go, the less light you get.

Mu Chen walked forward for hundreds of feet, and it was already pitch black inside, and he couldn't see his five fingers. But these did not affect Mu Chen's forward speed in the slightest.

Suddenly, Mu Chen stopped his figure and looked thoughtfully at the dark place in front of him where he couldn't see his fingers.

A sarcophagus slowly rose from the earth, blocking Mu Chen's path.

"Roar!" The road ahead was blocked, a trace of fierceness flashed in Mu Chen's eyes, and the martial spirit behind him raised his hand and grabbed towards the sarcophagus.

"Bang!" In the narrow passage, rubble suddenly flew sideways.

The sarcophagus didn't mean to dodge, but the brilliance passed by, and hundreds of beast phantoms stood out, enclosing this narrow passage with water!

Mu Chen looked at the sarcophagus unharmed, and a hoarse and low voice came out of his mouth, and slowly asked, "Dragon pattern? sarcophagus?"

An unbelievable voice came from the sarcophagus, "No, it's a martial spirit! Behind you is a heavenly zombie martial soul! Heavenly zombie disappeared into the long river of history with the immortals and celestials tens of thousands of years ago! How could someone condense the ancient heavenly zombie martial soul! You kid actually has a heavenly zombie martial soul, and it seems that he is still an innate martial soul! The future is limitless! Hey, who is your kid? Which domain is Zhongzhou from? Or is it in the East Pole Domain or the Northwest Region?"

"Boom...... Who am I? I'm just a wisp of remnant soul consciousness attached to this martial soul, if I want to be exact, it should be the remnant soul of this little guy's previous life. I am him, he is me, after all, one day he will absorb my remnant soul, and my hatred and resentment are his hatred and resentment! And in my few memories, the coffin spirit of your dragon pattern sarcophagus seems to have a share. A sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Chen's mouth, and he looked at the dragon pattern sarcophagus protected by hundreds of beast phantoms in front of him and said slowly.

"What bullshit in the past and present life, when a person dies, the soul will either dissipate with heaven and earth, or turn into a ghost body, and then survive for hundreds of years, and in the end it will not end up with a soul scattered. What are you kid putting on me!" The dragon pattern sarcophagus scoffed at Mu Chen's words.

"Hmm, why is your dragon-patterned sarcophagus a little different from what I remember?" suddenly, Mu Chen frowned.

"It's a mystery. What is the same. Don't fucking talk about Lao Tzu's past life, and don't put any rings on my grandfather, these routines are all tired of my coffin slave candidates. Let me ask you, would you like to be my coffin slave?" The dragon pattern sarcophagus suddenly changed its words and asked towards Mu Chen.

"You suddenly appeared to make him your coffin slave?" asked Mu Chen, pointing at himself in astonishment, which seemed very strange.

"Originally, I just wanted to come and have a look, but after seeing your kid's Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit, I decided to accept you as a coffin slave. Lao Tzu's coffin slave has been empty for hundreds of years, and none of these years have satisfied me!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Mu Chen suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Could it be that you agree?" the dragon pattern sarcophagus was overjoyed.

"Agree or disagree with me, it doesn't count, this little guy is angry at the moment, and he is unconscious for the time being, you can ask him yourself!" Mu Chen's hoarse voice was still there.

As soon as the words fell, the cyclone in Mu Chen's body began to slow down, and the aura at the Lingtai quickly left like a low tide, and the Heavenly Zombie Martial Spirit behind him became illusory at this moment.

At the moment before the zombie martial soul disappeared that day, Mu Chen heard an extremely faint voice of disdain: "I actually want to take the coffin master of the Qingyu Spirit Coffin as a coffin slave, I really want to see his face when he knows the truth......"

"Hey, what are you muttering!" the dragon pattern sarcophagus didn't hear this clearly, and couldn't help asking.

Mu Chen's consciousness began to slowly return, he rubbed his temples, then dropped his head a few times, and said to himself: "What happened just now, by the way!

Thinking of this, Mu Chen suddenly looked around.

It's just that this place seems to be a little different from before, it is a passage that looks a little narrow.

"Didn't I fight against the three-headed hairy zombie in that shoal before, why did you suddenly appear here?" Mu Chen couldn't help but muttered to himself.

"Hey, boy, have you thought about it, don't make a fool of me!"

This sudden sound made Mu Chen's hair rise suddenly, and he looked towards the source of the sound, where it was pitch black.

Subconsciously, Mu Chen urged the dragon's eye, and the scene in the depths of the passage became clear.

It was a nine-zhang high sarcophagus, and around it, there were hundreds of beast phantoms revolving around it.

"Who's there?" Mu Chen asked, frowning.

"Boy, it's quite similar, and the acting skills are good, let me ask you again, are you willing to be my coffin slave?"

"Coffin slave, this voice seems to come from that sarcophagus!" Mu Chen thought so, and then said to the dragon-patterned sarcophagus: "Who is pretending to be a ghost there, please come out and speak." ”

"Fucking you! Stinky boy, you actually say that I am pretending to be a ghost? Why are you so tired when Lao Tzu personally asks you to be my coffin slave? In the past hundreds of years, some people have begged me to accept them as coffin slaves, but I have not agreed! What the hell do you mean!" The dragon pattern sarcophagus couldn't help but scold angrily.

"Take me as a coffin slave......? You...... You are! You are the dragon pattern sarcophagus!" Mu Chen then realized what the sarcophagus in the distance was!

"Oh, that's right. It's me, didn't you say it a long time ago, and you're still here to pretend to me. How's it going, how have you thought about it? Being my coffin slave doesn't mean that you can run rampant on this continent right away, but there is no problem in dominating one side. The dragon sarcophagus said slowly.

Mu Chen was a little surprised why this dragon-patterned sarcophagus suddenly appeared in front of him, and it seemed that he insisted on accepting himself as a coffin slave. What the hell just happened?

Mu Chen was puzzled.

"Hey, hey, hey, boy, what about you!" the dragon sarcophagus urged again.

When Mu Chen heard this, he suddenly felt that the tone and voice of this dragon-patterned sarcophagus seemed a little familiar, and he frowned and asked, "Why did you choose me to be the coffin slave?

"Niang Xipi! boy, you talk so much nonsense, others begged me to accept them as coffin slaves, Lao Tzu didn't agree, this is the first time to see someone who has an appetite for me, why don't you want to?"

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, because he suddenly remembered why the tone of this dragon-patterned sarcophagus felt so familiar!

Isn't this sentence "Niang Xipi" the mantra of the demon dragon Dongge at the bottom of the dragon abyss! The tone of the two scolding is exactly the same!

"That's right! Brother Dong said that he was killed by this dragon pattern sarcophagus in the dragon abyss, and he also received half of his dragon soul! Brother Dong is not kind to me, and this time he planned to have the opportunity to help him recover half of the dragon soul, but he didn't expect to find it himself. It's just that how can the tone of voice between them be exactly the same?" Mu Chen suddenly felt even more puzzled when he thought of this.

"Hey, boy, are you willing or unwilling to give Lao Tzu an accurate reply!" Seeing that Mu Chen did not speak, the dragon pattern sarcophagus suddenly became a little impatient.

"This ...... Lord Coffin Spirit, I want to be your coffin slave, but someone doesn't agree and won't allow it......" Mu Chen's face was embarrassed.

"Don't agree, Niang Xipi! Who the hell dare not agree! Who the fuck dares not to allow it!" The dragon pattern sarcophagus suddenly became angry, and hundreds of beast souls around it suddenly let out a roar, and in an instant, all the beasts roared in unison, echoing in this narrow passage for a long time.

"That...... My strength does not allow ...... And it won't agree......" Mu Chen said and put down the green jade spirit coffin behind him.

"Green ...... The owner of the green jade spirit coffin that I sensed before is actually a kid!" The dragon pattern sarcophagus shouted incredulously.

"Dissatisfied lord, this year and a half ago I recognized the master, I'm sorry, I can't be your coffin slave......" Mu Chen spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Wait! Who the hell said that if you recognize the Lord with a heavenly coffin, you can't be a coffin slave of other heavenly coffins? That green jade spirit coffin coffin spirit seems to be still asleep, and it won't get in the way! How about it, do you want to have two heavenly coffins at the same time?" The dragon pattern sarcophagus said slowly to Mu Chen with a bit of bewilderment in his words.