Just when the discussion between one person and one chicken was endless, the lids of the single-wood coffin that stayed in the air were opened one after another and fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone was terrified, and they wished that a pair of eyes had grown on the left and right sides of the back of their heads, and they couldn't see enough at all.

Could there be other strange things in this coffin besides the dead?

Xiang Yunlong and others have experience, hold their weapons tightly, and we will not move if the enemy does not move, but we must always be vigilant, and when the enemy moves, our side can meet the enemy in the strongest state and not fall behind and be beaten.

There is no corpse in the coffin, so it can be seen that it is not a zombie or a corpse, so what will it be?

Mu Yu came out of Feng Jun's arms and looked around, there were more than 100 single-wood coffins, and each coffin lid was opened, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically, the scene was very terrifying.

The moonlight is shining, the Milky Way is far away, the stars are all over the place, the yin atmosphere is forested, the birds and insects are suddenly extinct, and the heavens and the earth are dead and silent.

A hand with long, stiff nails grabbed the coffin and slowly rose from the coffin, and all the claws in the coffin behaved in unison, as if they were instructed to do so.

A young man with black hair and a shawl and a white gauze robe stood up from the coffin, his face white and inhumane, and if it were not for the black of his eyes, he could barely see the color of a human being.

His eyes looked at everyone coldly, and with a pop, one of the team members fell from mid-air, and at a glance, he felt the endless cold coming, and his heart froze.

And there are countless pairs of such cold eyes, freezing the blood on people inch by inch until it is frozen.

"Do a big deal tonight, save every time it's a small fight, and disturb me can't wait for peace!" A man who didn't know if it was a man or a demon sneered.

"Not really! Dao Chang is too, he hates it so much every time, he can't practice well! ”

"It's good for the Taoist to go once, it's enough for us to be of great use, don't talk too much, putting the prey in the cage is the key!"

"So what are you waiting for, why don't you do it quickly?"

When the words fell, the objects in the coffin immediately flew out and attacked, and everyone heard that what they said was human, and there was no difference, and the fear in their hearts was dispelled, and they all took up arms to fight.

Whether it's a human or a demon, it's going to kill people, and if you don't fight back, you really don't want to live.

The swords and lights were staggered, the metal sharp weapons collided, sparks flew everywhere, and there were frequent screams of pain.

The nails of the people in the coffin are sharp and hard, like iron claws, once they get close to the person, they will never return empty-handed, and they all carry a handful of flesh and blood, which is torn from the other person's body.

The movement was as fast as lightning, and the moment of tearing, if you look closely, you can even see that the five paw prints at the wound are clearly recognizable, as neat as a sharp weapon cutting.

The figures in the coffin are strange and extremely flexible, like a spirit fox shuttling.

The horses were frightened and fled in all directions.

The old and young puppets are still squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, the ropes have fallen to the ground and are covered with mud, but they still dare not move, and they are firmly squeezed together, as if they are reunited.

The long knife in Pang Yuqi's hand slashed fiercely on the shoulder of a person in a coffin, and immediately sparks exploded, and the sonorous sound roared, as if it had been cut on a piece of heavy iron, which shook the tiger's mouth and took two steps back.

Pang Yuqi raised the knife and saw that the knife edge actually opened a few small teeth, and stared at the person in the coffin incredulously.

With his skill, it is a piece of pig iron that is cut down, and it can also be broken into two, is it possible that the hardness of the people in these coffins is harder than that of pig iron?

Daji waved the Ling Xiao dagger and slashed through the heart of a person in a coffin, and the same sparks flew and the sonorous sound roared, but the Ling Xiao dagger was intact, and the person in the coffin was not injured.

Giggles··· These things are not demonic things, otherwise it would be impossible for the Ling Xiao Dagger and the Purple Gold Whip to go unreacted!

Mu Yu: I've seen it! What is the origin of that Qingshan Daoist?

Giggles··· I can't feel any demonic energy, maybe it's a strong person who cultivates in some Taoist temple and uses some demon subduing and protecting the Dao on ordinary people and embarks on the evil demon outer path.

Mu Yu: The Taoist skill is so powerful?

Giggles··· Naturally, I'll talk to you later, and now concentrate on the enemy.

The number of the two sides is almost proportional, but the combat effectiveness is almost one-sided, and the combat strength of each person in the coffin is stronger than that of the people in the convoy.

Except for Feng Jun, Pang Yuqi, Xiang Yunlong, and Uncle Yan, everyone was attacked differently, and their bodies were like broken watermelons that were bitten by monkeys, and the juice flowed wildly.

The purple gold whip strangled the neck of the person in the coffin, and pulled it fiercely, a foot away, and the person in the coffin immediately attacked Mu Yu's neck.

Mu Yu did a side flip on the left, and the person in the coffin stumbled, falling headfirst to the ground, Daji immediately swooped down with the Lingxiao dagger, and stabbed the heart of the person in the coffin in one fell swoop.

Mu Yu was surprised, with the strength of the purple gold whip, ordinary people had already lost their breath, but the people in this coffin did not have any uncomfortable color, and even their breathing did not change.

Daji and Ling Xiao dagger joined forces, even the ghosts had to let them go, but the people in the coffin were not afraid and dealt with easily.

"Hair is their dead end!" Feng Jun suddenly said in a loud voice, as if the sun had ushered in before dawn.

Everyone's hearts jumped and they resisted, and the brothers in the convoy could fight against each other, and they were majestic, but tonight they were killed again and again like fat pigs, miserable, and powerless to resist.

The purple gold whip snapped, and the waterfall-like hair of the person in the coffin was circled, and with a strong pull, the person in the coffin immediately covered his head with both hands and howled.

Daji waved the Lingxiao dagger lightly, his hair broke, and blood actually came out, spraying the defenseless Daji's face, which was very embarrassed.

Daji shook his head vigorously, the blood beads were thrown off, and the person in the coffin slapped his hands on the ground with both hands, and the soil layer immediately cracked like a spider web, and his whole body flew up with his strength.

The messy hair hung down, and Daji waved the dagger in a graceful arc, breaking from the root of the hair and falling all over the ground, and every hair strand flowed blood beads from the broken mouth, gathering a lot and wetting the ground.

The person in the coffin immediately fell to the ground again, bleeding all over his head, some down his forehead, his relaxed eyes became painful and fierce, and the extreme white mixed with the extreme red became a more strange and dangerous picture.

The sound of pain was incessant, resounding in the open wilderness, making people frightened, and they wanted to leave immediately.

The blood was like rain, and the purple gold whip grabbed the hair of the person in the coffin and dragged it away, and even the hair and scalp were dragged off, and the ears were numb.

Tearing people's scalps has always been a good job, but I didn't expect everyone to be forced to do it today, and it feels bad.

"Not good! These monsters have poison on their hands! ”

One of the team members shouted, then fell from mid-air, fell to the ground, rolled over to the wound and howled in pain.

With the bright moonlight, everyone's injuries had turned black and fell from mid-air, Mu Yu immediately took out the gold sore medicine and tried to wipe it for everyone.

Feng Jun cut off the hair of the person in the coffin with a knife, and then went forward to protect Mu Yu's side, Xiang Yunlong and the others were close to the rescue, and seeing this, they took the gold sore medicine in Mu Yu's hand and smeared the wounds on everyone.

Damn, these monsters are actually three points more powerful than the demons and monsters in the underground Kyoto City, so isn't their master Qingshan Daoren even more powerful!

Even if they are so powerful, why are there no rumors about them in the world? It was like it came out of nowhere.

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