"What do you mean, little monk?

Seeing the little monk pointing at himself, Mao Zhe, who still maintained the form of a ghost through the ghost body, said confidently.

"Knock Knock"

was blasted away by Mao Zhe's ghost claws, and broke away from the coffin in the center of the sealing spell rune, making a huge knocking sound.

"Not good"

The little monk exclaimed in surprise, didn't bother Mao Zhe, and hurriedly ran to the coffin, wanting to carry it back into the sealing spell rune.

"Bang"

The chains of several runes wrapped around the coffin were shaken into dots of light and dissipated because they were separated from the main body of the runes, and under the knocks that existed in the coffin.

Without the entanglement of the rune chain, the black coffin was no longer tightly closed under the knock of the internal existence, and a crack had been opened.

The little monk had come to the coffin, opened his arms, and hugged him from the front of the coffin.

Before the little monk could pick up the coffin, the existence inside the coffin knocked on the coffin again.

"Hum ~"

A huge force came out of the coffin, and the little monk who was shocked snorted, obviously suffering a little injury.

"Knock Knock"

After three consecutive taps, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the little monk's mouth.

Although he was injured, the little monk grabbed the coffin's arms, but he did not relax at all, and still held the coffin tightly, trying to pick him up.

I don't know what's so peculiar about this coffin, in Mao Zhe's hands, it can fly with one claw, but when it comes to the little monk, he can't pick it up with all his strength.

"Knock"

A knocking sound far greater than the previous one sounded, and the coffin lid was vigorously knocked away by the internal existence, and the little monk standing in front of the coffin was also pushed away by the coffin cover.

From Mao Zhe's point of view, it was the little monk holding a coffin lid that was taller than others, flying backwards.

The little monk who was pushed by the coffin lid kept flying out upside down. It smashed into the walls of the palace and smashed several thin cracks in the walls.

"Wow~poof"

Holding the coffin lid, the little monk who slipped off the wall, after landing on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his expression was wilted, and he looked obviously seriously injured.

Mao Zhe glanced at the little monk, and his face was a little solemn.

He could see that this little monk was also a physical cultivator, and the strength of his body was not below him, and he was actually made into this appearance by the existence in the coffin, how terrifying should the existence in the coffin be?

Mao Zhe and the little monk looked at the open coffin at the same time.

A dried corpse covered in black flames was standing upside down in the coffin at the moment.

Needless to say, this is the result of being blown away by Mao Zhe's paw and landing on the ground.

At this moment, the dried corpse still maintained the posture of clenching his hands into fists and stretching out straight when the coffin was opened.

"Devouring Yin Karmic Fire"

"Devouring Yin Karmic Fire"

When they saw the black flames on the corpse, Mao Zhe and the little monk let out an exclamation at the same time, but their tones were different.

Mao Zhe is a cry of surprise, and the little monk is a cry of fright.

Yin devouring karmic fire, a flame that specializes in burning obscure things, uses some gloomy things such as death gas, corpse gas, and yin evil qi as fuel, hence the name Yin Devouring.

According to records, the power of the Yin Devouring Karma Fire is terrifying, and it has a miraculous effect on corpses and ghosts, and if a living person touches it, the physical body will also be corroded.

The dry corpse may not be accustomed to such a posture of head and foot, so he screamed twice, and after a few flaps of his legs, he fell straight from the erected coffin.

After struggling on the ground, he staggered to his feet.

"Uh... It looks so stupid..."Looking at the series of actions of the dry corpse, Mao Zhe commented.

"Don't be careless, the Yin Devouring Karma Fire has some restraint on the corpse, but this dried corpse is still alive by this fire, which is enough to show how extraordinary it is. The old ghost woke up in Mao Zhe's heart.

Mao Zhe nodded, indicating that he understood.

At the same time, he began to think about how to get this yin-devouring karmic fire from the dry corpse.

As a ghost cultivator, what you absorb is ghost qi, yin qi and the like. After having the Yin Devouring Karma Fire, with the help of the characteristics of the Yin Devouring Karma Fire, Mao Zhe's cultivation speed can be accelerated a lot.

"Ahem... This dried corpse is terrifying, and if it were to be revealed, it would cause the destruction of living beings, and we must destroy it. The little monk pushed open the lid of the coffin, coughed up blood again, and said in a weak tone.

"Why should I listen to you?" asked Mao Zhe, puzzled.

The little monk's face was bruised, his eyes stared at Mao Zhe fiercely, and he said angrily: "If you hadn't knocked the coffin out of the seal, how could this thing come out?"

Hearing what the little monk said, Mao Zhe looked down at the pit that had been dug by himself on the ground, and around the pit, there were many small runes, and he somewhat understood what was going on.

"Do you have a way to deal with it?" asked Mao Zhe curtly.

"Nope. ”

'It's not as straightforward as you say...' Regarding the little monk's answer, Mao Zhe complained silently in his heart.

The two of them were discussing how to deal with the dry corpse, but the dry corpse who stood up, with its empty eyes, couldn't look at the two of them. Facing the entrance of the main hall, there was a strange scream.

Mao Zhe and the little monk glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes, and the two of them, who didn't know why, chose to continue to wait and see.

"Dada"

At the entrance of the main hall, the sound of footsteps was clearly heard.

A moment later, a figure walked into the main hall.

With an ordinary face and a mouth slightly larger than ordinary people, it is not Mao Rui, who else can it be.

It's just that at this moment, Mao Rui's eyes are blood-red and his expression is hideous, as if he is suffering a great pain, and he seems to be trying to suppress something.

"Whew~"

At the moment when Mao Rui appeared, the dry corpse monster screamed, and rushed towards Mao Rui with black flames.

"Bones"

How could Mao Rui show weakness, and instantly transformed into a skeleton that was mostly bronze, and directly greeted him.

"Don't~ That flame can..."Mao Zhe wanted to say that the flame could corrode the flesh, and told Mao Rui not to touch it.

It's a pity that the bones and dried corpses have collided together.

"Don't worry, your cousin has a nameless karmic fire on his body, and he won't be hurt by the yin-devouring karmic fire. The old ghost reminded Mao Zhexin.

In fact, there is no need for the old ghost to remind him, Mao Zhe has already known it from the observation of his divine sense.

Every time Mao Rui's bones touched the dried corpse, where it touched, on Mao Rui's bones, there would be a demon-red flame invisible to the naked eye, blocking the black flames on the dry corpse.

Nameless karmic fire, formed by the resentment after killing mortals, does not do as much damage to the real thing as ordinary fire, and has an extraordinary effect on the soul, divine consciousness and other illusory things.

The nameless karmic fire on Mao Rui's body was formed after being framed by Bai Xiulin and killing nearly a million mortals, and it is needless to say in terms of power, it is not inferior to the yin-devouring karmic fire on the corpse.

It's a pity that Mao Rui's control of his own karmic fire is not yet complete, and he can't exert the full power of karmic fire.

Mao Zhe watched for a moment, picked up the thick-backed machete, and wanted to rush in to help Mao Rui.

Although the little monk was seriously injured, he also took his demon slaying pestle and prepared to wait for an opportunity to deal with the dried corpse.

"You two, don't mess around. Mao Rui shouted at this time.