As if hearing a shout, the coffin on its back shook slightly, revealing a narrow gap an inch long.

Through the gap, you can see a black piece in the coffin, and you can't see anything.

Suddenly......

A blood-colored red light flashed through the cracks, and all the skeletons of the demonic beasts around them seemed to be being pulled and trembled slightly.

In the trembling, many of the skeletons that were still buried in the sand were completely exposed, and they could finally be seen clearly.

As far as the eye can see, you can see that the giant demonic beast skeleton here has reached more than two hundred.

And almost every skeleton is in a half-kneeling position!

They don't feel like they're fighting with this sea of sand when they're alive, it's more like worship!

As the trembling intensified, a pair of skeletons shattered one after another from the inside out.

Turned into white powder, it doesn't need to be blown by the wind, and it all flows towards the coffin like ants moving, and all the brushes merge into the coffin.

It stands to reason that so many skeletons collapsed into ashes powder that the coffin could not hold at all.

But I don't know what the reason is, the coffin behind the strange man's lonely soul is like a black hole, and the comer does not refuse to absorb all the ashes powder, and nothing is left.

All the ashes powder enters the coffin, and the coffin closes automatically with a click.

"Let's go home!"

The strange man did not stop for a moment, put the coffin on his back, and walked towards the sea of sand.

No rush, no rush, one step at a time.

But I don't know if his own body is too light, or if he has cultivated some special speed fighting skills, his feet on the desert have not left a footprint, and he has appeared a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, the speed is surprisingly fast, and it is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

You know, he's carrying two heavy coffins!

Soon, the strange man walked out of the endless sea of sand.

As soon as he stepped out of the sea of sand, his two feet had just stepped out of the sand when he saw a white-haired old man standing five steps away.

Xinggu Soul was alert, looked at the white-haired old man strangely, and said, "You, who are?" ”

"A pair of heavenly coffins feed yin soldiers! Carry the coffin, walk the lonely soul, fortunately. ”

The white-haired old man seemed to know Xing Lonely's soul, greeting him like an acquaintance he hadn't seen for many years, and approached slowly.

The white-haired old man's face was wrinkled, a little hunchbacked, his face was stiff, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes that had been full of vicissitudes looked at Xing Gu Soul quietly.

The white-haired old man looked ordinary, and the only attraction was his beard.

His beard was very playful, originally a goatee, but he turned it into a small braid.

It was the white-haired old man that Xiao Cheng and the others encountered before they came to Shahai just now!

Xing Gu Soul stood motionless, carefully probing the breath of the white-haired old man, but he didn't find anything, he didn't even understand his strength, he gave people the feeling of an ordinary old man next door.

The feasible lonely souls know that the people who can appear in this kind of place are basically ruthless people, especially those who look ordinary, often they are all sinister and ruthless masters who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and they can't help but be secretly vigilant.

Pursing his lips, he asked, "You, know, me?" ”

"Of course!"

"I, no, have ever seen, you!"

"I have a little friendship with the person in the coffin on your back."

"Oh?"

"Have you ever heard of a fighter?"

As soon as the white-haired old man's words fell, Xing Gu's miserable white face suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You are ......"

"Needless to say, I'm the one you think I'm going to be!"

Xing Gu Soul was already slow to speak, and he was still eating for a while, and the white-haired old man naturally interrupted him very easily.

"No way, you can't be, still alive."

"Now I only have a wisp of breath left, and my strength is not even one thousandth of what I used to be."

"You're looking for me? What's up? ”

"Do you know your mission?"

"Listen, father, I said, some!"

"It's good to know, so did you just see that child in the sea of sand?"

"I've seen it, it's too weak!"

Xing Gu Soul has two simple words to evaluate Xiao Cheng, just two words, you can see that he looks down on Xiao Cheng now.

"He's suffered all these years."

I don't know what special skills the white-haired old man has, he can still see what happened before, he has only seen Xiao Cheng, and he actually knows the ups and downs that Xiao Cheng has experienced in the past fifteen years, but it is inconvenient to say them all, just summarize them all in one sentence.

"What do you have to do with me, that kid?"

"That's right!"

"I'm sorry, I, too, take my ancestors home, I have no intention of taking care of others."

After Xing Gu Soul finished speaking, he looked at the white-haired old man deeply, and turned around to leave.

"Didn't your father tell you that this child was your king? Not only you, but your entire family is going to obey him? ”

Before the white-haired old man's words fell to the ground, Xing Lonely Soul's footsteps followed, and he was stunned in place, and said: "Now he doesn't need me, he needs to go through his own training to be my king!" ”

"It took me a year to calculate that he would have a catastrophe in the next month, and he couldn't bear it."

"He, and, the fat man."

"The inheritor of the Sandstorm Heavenly King is too weak now."

The white-haired old man didn't give Xing Gu Soul a chance to refute, and continued, "Only you can help him in this calamity.

I need you to help him get through this catastrophe, and I have to accompany him on the road after that, this is your life, but also your way.

As far as I know, although you are now the coffin bearer of the head of the family, but your bloodline is not orthodox, you are born in a partial house, above you, there is a righteous brother who wants to compete with you for the responsibility of the head of the family and the coffin bearer, and your bloodline has not awakened yet, whether you can become a real coffin bearer in the future is another matter.

I can see through your past, but also through your heart, you need to follow that child, he needs you, you also need him, the road he takes is your path, and it will definitely match your appetite. ”

Xing Guling's eyes were cold, and he said: "I, I don't like it, I am seen through by others, and I don't like it, I am pointed out by others in the future." ”

"A year's life, knowing that you have passed in the first half of your life, and coming here today is just a traction, not a guide, and you will not force it.

If you are willing to follow, stay and help him, and if you are not, you can return to the family with your ancestors. ”

The white-haired old man waved his hand very casually, turned to leave, and sighed, "My life is coming to an end, and I need to cultivate a person who will inherit the tradition as soon as possible, child, there is fate...... We'll see you again...... At that time, I hope you have made the right decision! ”