"Run! Run around the formation! ”

Qin Yan turned around, pulled up Murong Xuehan and Jiu Yao and ran.

Jiang Wan'er floated behind Qin Yan and looked at Li Tianba and the other corpse kings vigilantly.

Li Tianba's eyes were red, like puppets controlled by people, panting for breath and chasing closely behind Qin Yan.

Fortunately, although Li Tianba and the others had the blessing of the formation, their speed did not speed up, otherwise Qin Yan and they would have been caught up in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Li Tianba and the others only knew how to chase behind Qin Yan and them, and did not know how to chase and intercept them.

The tomb hall was only half the size of a basketball court, and if fifteen corpse kings chased and intercepted Qin Yan, they would not be able to escape.

Qin Yan took Murong Xuehan and them to run around the tomb hall non-stop, and Li Tianba and they also kept chasing around the tomb hall.

After a while, Qin Yan had already run more than a dozen laps.

"Master, they don't seem to have an IQ!" Murong Xuehan said as she ran.

"Thankfully, otherwise we would have been killed!" Qin Yan said speechlessly.

"Master, we can't run like this all the time! The three of us are better, can your physical body hold on? Murong Xuehan asked worriedly.

Qin Yan also knew this truth, and he had been thinking of a solution, but he hadn't thought of it yet.

There's no way around it.

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on! Don't talk to me! I'm panting so much right now! Qin Yan said as he ran.

Hearing Qin Yan's words, Murong Xuehan immediately shut up.

An hour later, Qin Yan was sweating profusely, as if he had jumped into a bathhouse, and his whole body was wet.

Damn it! What can I do? Could it be that Lao Tzu is going to die here today?

Qin Yan thought depressedly in his heart.

After running for a few more minutes, Qin Yan really couldn't hold on.

If I really can't do it, I'll go out of my body! Let them cut off my flesh.

As long as the soul remains, it is equivalent to not having a real death.

But Qin Yan thought about it and was unwilling, his physical body was gone, and he became a ghost.

At this moment, Qin Yan accidentally slipped under his feet, stumbled forward, and hit the ground with a "bang".

"Master!" Murong Xuehan and Jiang Wan'er immediately floated in front of Qin Yan and helped Qin Yan up.

"Qin Yan!" Jiu Yao let out a loud shout and also floated in front of Qin Yan.

At the same time, Li Tianba and these corpse kings also caught up, and they waved the weapons in their hands one after another, smashing, chopping, and slashing at Qin Yan and them.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan'er roared, turned around and sat down with the weapons in the hands of the corpse kings.

Murong Xuehan and Jiu Yao also shouted at the same time, turned around and threw themselves at the corpse kings, preparing to die with the corpse kings.

Qin Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, Murong Xuehan and the others were purely looking for death.

Just now, Jiang Wan'er's dignified ghost emperor couldn't clean up a corpse king who had been blessed by the formation, let alone them.

Alas! Let's fight it! It's a big deal.

Qin Yan let out a loud shout, gritted his teeth, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Li Tianba and them.

At the moment of jumping up, Qin Yan couldn't help but think of many people in his mind, including his parents, Ma Jiao's father and daughter, as well as his natal maid Zhou Xiaoyu, as well as Geng Yaoyao, Xia Xueni and others.

Mom and Dad! Farewell! Children are not filial! Your nurturing grace can only be repaid in the next life.

Master, I'm sorry! Ma Jiao, thank you for loving me so much, in fact, I like you very much.

Xiaoyu, I will be a male ghost servant for you in the next life.

Teacher Geng, Teacher Xia, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely have a good relationship with you.

Just when Qin Yan was in despair and preparing for a life-and-death battle, his hand inadvertently touched a bell on his waist.

Hey? Isn't this the Three Souls Yin Yang Bell?

Damn it! How did I forget this!

The Three Souls Yin Yang Bell specializes in restraining zombies, and Qin Yan once used it to deal with a zombie in the Nine Tombs.

Later, because the three soul bells often made a "jingling" sound on their bodies, first, for fear of causing sideways glances from the people around them, and secondly, it was not good for Li Tianba, so Qin Yan stuffed rune paper in the bell to prevent it from making a sound.

Later, because he rarely dealt with zombies, Qin Yan gradually forgot about him.

It's like traveling to the North Pole, buying a big leather jacket to keep out the cold, and then returning home because the weather is too hot to wear it, putting it in the closet and forgetting it.

God help me!

Qin Yan shouted happily in his heart, pulled out the rune paper in the bell, and shook it wildly.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle bells! ”

When Li Tianba and the other corpse kings heard the sound of the bell, their hideous faces suddenly became distorted, as if they were suffering great pain.

They threw away their weapons, covered their ears and roared loudly.

Immediately afterwards, "bang bang bang" three times in succession, Jiang Wan'er and they attacked the bodies of the three zombies respectively.

Murong Xuehan and Jiu Yao were directly rebounded by the anti-devouring force and landed beside Qin Yan.

Only Jiang Wan'er pressed one of the corpse kings to the ground with one butt.

"Dare to beat my master, look for death! Tarzan is at the top! ”

Jiang Wan'er let out a loud shout, and sat the other corpse king on the ground again.

Next, every time Jiang Wan'er shouted Mount Tai to the top, she sat a corpse king on the ground.

If Jiang Wan'er hadn't lost weight, she would only need five or six Mount Tai to sit down all the fifteen corpse kings.

But now she had to use it fifteen times.

In a short time, all fifteen corpse kings were pressed to the ground.

They held their heads and rolled on the ground in agony, as if they were under a great punishment.

"It's actually the Heavenly Soul Yin Bell! Qin Yan, how did you find it! An ethereal voice rang out from the tomb.

At first, Qin Yan thought it was Murong Xuehan and the others talking, but he was just about to reply, when he suddenly found that his voice was wrong.

Well? Whose voice is this?

Qin Yan raised his head and looked at the tomb hall with a puzzled face.

However, Qin Yan didn't dare to slack off, holding the bell in his left hand and still shaking it non-stop.

In case he stopped, Qin Yan was afraid that these corpse kings would fight back.

Murong Xuehan and the others were also extremely curious, and they all raised their heads to look around, but they didn't see anything.

"Hahaha! Look no further! You can't see me! The ethereal voice sneered.

"Who are you? Hurry up and get out! Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly.

"Qin Yan, have you forgotten me? We've fought in this tomb! ”

Ever fought it? Could it be that he is from the Mao family?

That's not right! The death of the Mao family is almost extinct.

Could it be those two bastards of black and white impermanence? But the sound is not right!

Who could that be?

Qin Yan remembered that in these Nine Tombs, he had only fought with the Mao family and the black and white impermanence.

"Good! It seems that you don't see me as an opponent at all! This ethereal voice was a little angry, feeling that Qin Yan was despising him.