Suddenly, the lid of the coffin rose into the air, like a heavy wall, and it flipped twice in the air, slashing at the three of us' heads. The three of them hurriedly lowered their heads and shrunk their necks to dodge, and almost at the same time, the coffin lid slammed heavily one or two meters behind us, setting off a strong air current, causing the three of us to stumble one by one and almost fall to the ground.

I silently thanked God for his protection, and when I looked back, I saw that the giant python had turned back into a strange painting, lying on the lid of the coffin, its eyes as red as a lamp, and its mouth full of fangs, as if it would rise again at any moment.

"Good boy, how did such a thick coffin lid fly!" The black bull's eyes widened and he sighed.

I was just about to answer, when I saw the black coffin suddenly stand up straight and straight, the corpse was two people high, holding a long-handled broadsword, wearing armor and an iron helmet, which had been preserved in the willow coffin for thousands of years without festering, and was as hard as ever. Under the light of the searchlight, there was a cold glow.

The corpse demon stepped out of the black coffin, turned the long knife horizontally, and slashed straight at Gao Moli.

It was too late, it was too fast, Gao Mo turned around, dodged from under the hilt, flashed to the back of the armored corpse, and at the same time picked up the sapper shovel as a javelin and slashed at the back of the corpse, the sapper shovel penetrated the hard armor and inserted directly into the back of the corpse.

Gao Moli's move was enough to kill any living being, but the corpse was originally a dead thing, and he couldn't feel the pain at all. This shovel slashed in, it was just stunned for a moment, then turned around, raised its head and roared angrily and spewed out a black gas, and once again turned the long knife and slashed at Gao Moli.

The sapper shovel was stuck in the back of the corpse, and Gao Moli lost his weapon in his hand, so he had to commit himself to dodge again.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, I shouted: "Black Bull, copy the guy to help!" "Rushed up with the black bull.

The black bull rushed forward as he raised Thompson's shot, and then a string of bullets hit the corpse demon head like a fire snake, and the corpse iron helmet and the brain door were instantly shot out of several black holes. The sudden blow temporarily caused the corpse to lose its direction of attack.

Taking advantage of the moment when the corpse stopped, Gao Moli jumped up, stepped on the edge of the black coffin with both feet, reached out and pulled out the sapper shovel inserted into the corpse's back, and then turned his hand and slashed towards the corpse's shoulder. Gao Mo was so strong from this shovel that he cut off the entire right arm of the corpse at once.

At this moment, I rushed in front of the corpse, and the big knife and the corpse's entire right arm were broken, and they almost fell on me, and I bounced to dodge. The black water flowed down the incision in the corpse's shoulder, dripping onto the ground like a puddle of ink, pitch black and sticky.

When I looked up, I saw that the corpse had no nose or eyes, only a bottomless black mouth. The skin on the corpse's face became wrinkled as the black water continued to flow down, and instantly turned into a dry and wrinkled ball. The deflated ball was buckled under the iron helmet, which looked extremely weird.

I suddenly remembered that I had seen a strange and vicious Sealing Gu technique from a book before, that kind of Gu technique came from southern Xinjiang, and the process of casting Gu was extremely strange and complicated, and it was mostly completed by priestesses. The person who was cast the Gu will not die until 7749 days later, and then his seven orifices will gradually close until they disappear completely. At the same time, the size and strength of the person being cast will increase considerably. The corpse at the moment, could it be that someone planted a sealing Gu before he died? If that's the case, it's fucking tricky.

The right arm of the corpse with the knife was cut off by Gao Moli with a shovel, and now it was completely enraged, and the left arm clenched into a fist and swept behind him, Gao Moli jumped down from the black coffin when he saw the momentum, and the corpse was infinitely powerful, and it smashed the thousand-year-old willow coffin to pieces with a fist.

The corpse was a monster, and I raised my pickaxe and slashed at the corpse's leg, but the iron armor was so hard that the pickaxe barely embedded half of the pickaxe, and I couldn't pull it off for a while.

The enraged corpse turned like a manic beast and stepped on me with its legs raised.

I hurriedly retreated, but I didn't expect to trip over the broken coffin board and fall to the ground, and behind it was the small black coffin, and I had been forced into a corner. The corpse raised its big hammer-like foot and stomped on my abdomen, and I had no choice but to close my eyes and wait for death.

At the last moment, Gao Moli leaned over and pushed me away. At the same time, the corpse's iron feet fell, and he stepped heavily on Gao Moli's body, but fortunately he was supported by his hands on his chest.

The corpse gathered the gravity of his whole body and crushed Gao Moli's body, Gao Moli lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and supported his hands to fight against it.

It's a life-and-death game of strength.

The black bull was stuffing bullets into Thompson, and for a moment I couldn't count on it, and I saw that Gao Moli's elbows were gradually bent, and it seemed that he was about to gain the upper hand. didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he picked up the sapper shovel on the ground and desperately slashed at the leg that the corpse had stepped on Gao Moli.

The corpse roared angrily, knocked the lid of the small black coffin in front of him away with one palm, reached out and lifted me up, and threw me into the black coffin.

The inside of the coffin was as cold as an ice cellar, and the surrounding area was full of scenes of priestesses casting spells, kneeling to the sky, or holding blood wine, and each painting had a two-headed snake hovering around the priestess. Could it be that this coffin is buried with a priestess of southern Xinjiang from a thousand years ago?

As I was thinking, a hand as cold as snow slowly slid from my back to my shoulder, and I looked back, only to see that at some point, a woman wearing silver jewelry sat behind me. The woman's white skin is like snow, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, her mouth is like Zhu Dan, and her facial features are extremely exquisite. She smiled shyly at me, and I suddenly felt a dark fragrance floating around me, and I couldn't help but smile at her.

The woman put her other hand on my shoulder, her red sleeve caressing her shoulder, and I closed my eyes, trying to keep myself in my seat, forgetting for a moment that it was in the coffin.