"Try it, I'm afraid of a bird, I'm afraid of opening a coffin, and I'm afraid that my brothers will do a lot of things."

Several people reached an agreement almost instantly, and the hairy boy quickly took off his backpack and took out the Luoyang shovel and the hooves of the black donkey, opening the coffin is not like going to the tomb, and all sects have some taboos.

For example, if you touch the gold school captain, there is a saying that the rooster cries and the lights go out and does not touch the gold, and the southern faction is upside down, and the northern faction is panning the sand, and there are rules for each.

Although the Chen family does not believe in this set, everyone knows that opening the coffin is actually the most dangerous link, and no one dares to venture in.

In addition to the black donkey's hooves, Yan Jun also saw the furry boy take out a lot of mist from his backpack.

"Master Yan, these are all good things, this thing is called corpse bones, you have to find the kind of old cat that has lived for fifteen or sixteen years, take the three inches of bones under the throat and dry them, it is very rare, it can prevent corpses." Seeing Yan Jun staring at him, Mao Zi picked up a black bone and explained to him.

"Doesn't it say that corpses are easy to get up when they meet cats? How can cat bones still suppress corpses? ”

Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, and asked with some doubts, he obviously remembered that he didn't know what kind of stall literature he had read a similar statement, could it be that he remembered it wrongly?

"If there is a cat in the burial chamber, it is indeed easy to raise a corpse, but a cat that can live for fifteen or sixteen years has a miraculous effect on the corpse."

"Why?" Yan Jun subconsciously asked.

The hairy boy was asked at once, and he was stunned for a long time, but he didn't know how to answer.

"This method has been passed down from generation to generation, no matter why it is, it's easy to use anyway, Yan Ye, do you say it?"

Yan Jun nodded, and then said, "Yes." ”

For thousands of years, the inverted fighting industry has been dealing with corpses, and these things that have been studied by each other seem to be normal.

When the preparations were almost complete, several people were ready to forcibly remove the lid of the coffin to see the situation below.

Just as he stepped forward, Yan Jun's footsteps were sudden, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to hear something.

The sound of thumping footsteps and the whirring breath came from far and near.

That's right!

Yan Jun calmed down and listened carefully.

There was a rush of footsteps, thumping on the rocks, followed by a heavy gasp, a bellows-like whirring, from the depths of the darkness.

"What's wrong, Master Yan?"

Seeing others suddenly stop, their faces were strange.

The third son, Lao Zhu and Mao Zi on the side, couldn't help but be stunned, confused, no one knew what was going on with Yan Jun.

"Do you hear that, there are footsteps getting closer."

Yan Jun didn't look back, his expression was solemn, and his voice was subconsciously suppressed.

Hearing this, the faces of several people changed suddenly, and they subconsciously stopped what they were doing, where did they still have the heart to open the coffin or something, they all pricked up their ears and held their breath to concentrate, trying to catch the footsteps that Yan Jun said, but they just listened for a moment, but they didn't hear anything.

"You don't think there's any footsteps, huh?"

"Could you have heard me wrong? This ancient city is quiet and terrifying, if you want to say that there is a ghost calling me to believe it, how can the footsteps be possible? ”

Lao Zhu and Mao Zi didn't dare to say it in front of Yan Jun, but they could roughly guess what they were muttering by looking at the shape of their mouths.

Sanzi's brows tightened, and he didn't hear any movement, except for the occasional rumor, but seeing that Yan Jun's appearance didn't look like he was joking, his mood became heavier and heavier, and he glanced at the two of them and drank lowly.

"Here we are."

Soon, the footsteps began to accelerate.

Knock knock

Anti-Buddha is an awakened beast that comes from the depths of darkness.

At this time, not only the three sons, but even Cao Qing and several people guarding under the tree were also alarmed, everyone's faces changed suddenly, and the ground began to tremble.

What is it?

For a while, this thought came to everyone's minds.

"Why are you still stupid? Copy the guy and get ready for battle. Cao Qing roared.

He had already guessed in his heart that it could not be anything other than the bloody corpse that could cause such a big movement.

After experiencing the battle with the blood corpse, Cao Qing knows better than anyone how difficult it will be, and now these guys are still stunned, and they really don't know how to write dead words.

At his yell, the guys woke up and took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

"Ding, release mission: kill the bloody corpse! Reward: A Skill Fusion Card! ”

As the footsteps got closer and closer, the surrounding air dropped below the fog spots, and the aura was solemn and terrifying, and when you heard this movement, you knew that what would appear next was definitely a more terrifying existence than vampire bats.

Yan Jun held his pirate knife to the trunk of the tree, staring into the distance, silently calculating the time when the bloody corpse would come.

Beside him, the third son clenched the boning knife with his backhand, his face was cold and terrifying, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura that Yan Jun had never seen before.

As for Lao Zhu and Mao Boy, they had already slid down the rope after hearing the strange footsteps.

Under the tree, Cao Qing took five guys to take a defensive posture and found their own positions.

Like Yan Jun, he was also silently counting the time, beside him, Lao Zhu and Lao Xie each held a flare gun in their hands, their faces could not hide their nervousness and uneasiness, but they were also veterans, and they could still hold on.

"Three-two-one."

Suddenly, Cao Qing stretched out his right hand, and the sound of his colleague counting down the time came from him.

Seeing this scene, Lao Zhu and Lao Xie suddenly became serious, Yan Jun's eyes also flickered, and the internal strength of the Eight Extremes Demon Fist flowed all over his body.

"Fat!"

Order.

Lao Zhu and Lao Xie suddenly pulled the signal grabbing machine, and the two signal flares were launched instantly.

This strategy was proposed by Yan Jun.

After seeing the power of the signal flare before, he had this idea, after all, the power of the signal flare is not less than that of a real bullet, and he is still a continuous attack, which can definitely catch the bloody corpse off guard.

After the flare was launched, in the blink of an eye, two fiery clusters of light exploded in the darkness.

This time, Yan Jun didn't dare to rush again, before the flare exploded, he had already turned around and lowered his head, lifted his shirt and covered his head, covering his eyes, and the others were not slow.

However, Yan Jun still underestimated the amazing effect of the two signal flares that burst out of his colleagues, and even through his clothes and hands, a pair of eyes were irritated with tears.

Fortunately, the bloody corpse was not having a good time.

Scalp-numbing roars kept coming, not at all like what a human could make, but like a monster in a science fiction movie.

After screaming in pain, the bloody corpse seemed to be provoked, and it crashed everywhere, and the sound of the buildings in the ancient city being smashed open was clearly in the ears, although he didn't see the specific situation, Yan Jun could also imagine the scene outside.

Gradually, the movement outside began to calm down.

Yan Jun opened his eyes suddenly, and although the light had not completely dissipated, it was already within the range of what he could bear.

In the distance, the entire ancient city was destroyed, and there was rubble and wood everywhere, like after an earthquake, and he finally saw the culprit who caused it all.

Yan Jun really didn't know how to describe that thing, it didn't belong to the category of people anymore?

He was about two meters tall, covered in blood red, as if he had been soaked out of a pool of blood, and his body was covered with white hair, which had to be as long as a finger, which made him subconsciously think of the white-haired zombies he had seen in movies before.

And the hell thing was full of wounds left by decay all over his body, and the most disgusting thing was that the wound was still coming out of the wound like blood pus.