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Wu Zhiyuan and Li Xueying sat down face to face on both sides of the silver coffin, the two held the peach wood nails in their hands, Li Xueying stared at Wu Zhiyuan tightly, her expression was more nervous than Wu Zhiyuan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was silence in the tomb, and the red light of the fire fold placed on the ground was beating slightly, and suddenly the light dimmed a little, and a fire fold had burned out and extinguished.

Time passed minute by minute, but nothing happened, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little anxious, his beloved was lying in the coffin, but he had to wait for his beloved to be possessed by the ghost, such a wait was tantamount to torment for him, he was even a little breathless, but he still endured to sit still in place, because he didn't want the good intentions of the Moon Shadow Fuxian to be in vain.

Li Xueying and Wu Zhiyuan, who were sitting opposite, were only separated by a pair of silver coffins, and at this time, Li Xueying, who had been silent, suddenly said: "I don't understand, the coffin on the mural was obviously dug up and abandoned by the coffin pit, why is the silver coffin we see in the tomb?" ”

Li Xueying's question was originally said casually, and Wu Zhiyuan only listened to it casually, but then after thinking about it for a while, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "It's broken!" Pull Moon Shadow out of the silver coffin! With that, he stood up and rushed towards the silver coffin.

At this moment, the coffin lid that fell to the side on the ground suddenly flew up, flipped a few times in the air, and fell to the coffin where the Moon Shadow Fuxian was lying with a "whew", only to hear a loud "bang", the coffin lid was fiercely buckled on the coffin, and the sound shook the entire tomb buzzing, Li Xueying hurriedly covered her ears with her hands.

Wu Zhiyuan hadn't rushed to the coffin yet, but he felt that the red thread on his hand was loosened, and when he pulled hard, his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the cold water, and the three red threads in his hand had all been squeezed off when the coffin lid fell to the coffin.

"Yingying, give me the red line!" In the midst of the crisis, Wu Zhiyuan shouted to Li Xueying opposite.

"It's broken!" Li Xueying raised her hand holding the peach wood nail above her head and responded loudly.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at it, gritted his teeth, and hurriedly untied the burden on his shoulders, and was about to take out a few more red threads from it.

At this moment, the silver coffin, which had closed the lid of the coffin, suddenly swayed in place, and the coffin body rubbed against the ground to make a piercing "creak" sound.

Seeing this, Wu Zhiyuan secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and hurriedly took out the red threads from the baggage, but those red threads were already entangled, and the more anxious Wu Zhiyuan was, the more he couldn't figure it out.

Wu Zhiyuan was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and his hands quickly pulled the thread of the red thread, and before he could pull out the thread, he heard a muffled sound from the silver coffin on the side, and at the same time, Li Xueying screamed.

Wu Zhiyuan looked up and was immediately shocked, only to see that the silver coffin had risen into the air, just above the heads of the two of them.

Li Xueying exclaimed: "How can this be? ”

Wu Zhiyuan didn't have time to answer Li Xueying's question, so he saw that the silver coffin suddenly and quickly rotated in the air, and at the same time made a "woo" sound of breaking the wind.

"Don't let it run!" Wu Zhiyuan let out a loud shout, tied the thread to the hilt of the money sword, and then jumped on the spot, jumping almost as high as the silver coffin in the air, he threw the money sword over the silver coffin with a flick of his hand.

The money sword flew towards Li Xueying with a red line, Li Xueying reacted very quickly, ran a few steps and grabbed it, and grabbed the money sword in her hand.

"Pull down the red line!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted loudly.

Li Xueying heard this, and hurriedly held the money sword and pulled the red line down, and at the other end, Wu Zhiyuan, who had already landed, also held the red line and pressed down at the same time.

The red thread immediately pressed on the lid of the silver coffin hanging in the air, the red thread was like the thickness of an embroidery needle, but it seemed to weigh tens of millions of catties, and the silver coffin hanging in the air was slowly pressed down and fell to the ground.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't dare to hesitate, grasped the thread with his left hand, then bent down and squatted down to pull out a few more red threads from the burden on the ground, and threw the thread to Li Xueying one after another through the silver coffin, and said loudly: "Tighten the thread!" ”

Li Xueying nodded heavily, grabbed the red threads and pressed them down, the red threads were tightly attached to the coffin lid, tight and straight, and at the other end of the red line was Wu Zhiyuan.

The red threads were straightened between Wu Zhiyuan and Li Xueying and pressed against the lid of the silver coffin, like a fishing net, covering the silver coffin inside.

Wu Zhiyuan's hands and feet were nimble, and in a moment, he and Li Xueying pulled up more than a dozen red threads, but at this moment, the silver coffin shook upwards violently, as if it wanted to break through the prohibition of the wire network, but it was still pressed down by more than a dozen red threads.

Wu Zhiyuan's palms were sweaty, anxious, he knew in his heart that the lines in the fishing net would not be just one-way, but should be staggered in both directions, so that it was called a fishing net, if the lines in the fishing net were all one-way weaving, the fish might run away from another direction that intersected with it. At this time, the red line covering the silver coffin is the same reason, only the red line in the opposite direction of him and Li Xueying, but there is no red line in the staggered direction, and the silver coffin under the red line net can escape from the direction staggered with the two.

Sure enough, Wu Zhiyuan's worst fear happened.

The silver coffin no longer shook upward, but clinged to the ground, and suddenly slid out of the red line between Wu Zhiyuan and Li Xueying, and slammed into the opposite stone wall, knocking the silver stacked under the four walls to pieces.

At this time, the silver coffin was out of his control, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help pinching a cold sweat, if he guessed correctly, the ghost in this tomb has been attached to the body of the Moon Shadow Fuxian, this silver coffin will rush out of this tomb with the possessed Moon Shadow Fuxian and rush to the ground, just like the painting on the mural, the silver coffin was abandoned next to the tomb.

The yin spirit in the tomb escapes the reincarnation depicted in the mural through the body of the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and the soul of the Moon Shadow Fuxian will remain in the tomb forever, continuing the reincarnation depicted in the mural.

After the silver coffin hit the stone wall, it did not stop, but kept hitting the stone wall, and after hitting it several times, the stone wall did not move. The silver coffin seemed to have a spirituality, and the coffin turned violently, and suddenly rose into the air at an astonishing speed.

Wu Zhiyuan looked up and saw the dome of the tomb, and he immediately understood the intention of the silver coffin to rush up, and the yin spirit in the coffin smashed the dome through, and then fled from the tomb.

"It must not be allowed to succeed!" Wu Zhiyuan said secretly, took out a ghost suppression talisman from his arms, and jumped up on the spot, a few points faster than the silver coffin that rushed up.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhiyuan jumped in the air to the same height as the silver coffin that rushed up, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pasted the ghost suppression talisman in his hand on the lid of the silver coffin, and shouted: "Go down!" ”

A terrible scream suddenly came out of the silver coffin, and the silver coffin immediately fell down quickly like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a "boom", but the coffin lid and the coffin body were always very tightly covered, indicating that the ghost was still in the silver coffin.

Separated by a layer of coffins, the ghost charm can only suppress the ghosts inside the coffin, making it impossible for them to escape from the silver coffin, but it cannot destroy them. Although the Samadhi True Fire can make the soul of the Yin Soul fly away, its power is still ineffective because of the protection of the silver coffin.

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Zhiyuan decided to force the yin inside out first, and at this time, he had already thought of a way.

Five thunder palms!