Han Mo asked lightly, "What are you?" ”

"No Touching the Coffin ......"

Han Mo chuckled, "I don't know who you are, you suddenly appeared in front of me, and you don't take me seriously if you say such a big thing." ”

"If you dare to touch the coffin, I will kill you!" The black shadow said fiercely.

Hearing this, Han Mo reached out and touched the coffin board, a provocative smile appeared on his face, "What's in this coffin?" Isn't it the most important person to you? ”

"Take your hands away!"

"Tsk, it's too arrogant, it seems that I won't give you some color, you don't know how powerful." The black shadow bared its teeth and roared at Han Mo.

Han Mo picked up the tip of his sword and stabbed it at the coffin lid.

The black shadow pounced suddenly, and Han Mo's sword turned and stabbed at it trickily.

The shadow screamed twice and retreated.

Han Mo stepped out in one step, his figure appeared in front of the black shadow, grabbed the black shadow's neck, and sneered: "You still dare to make a big deal in front of me with such a good character, is it really muddy to be a young master?" ”

"If you dare to touch the coffin, you will definitely die."

"Damn, I don't believe in this evil yet." Han Mo walked to the coffin with the black shadow, and kicked on the coffin with his true qi.

With a bang, the coffin flew out and hit the wall.

The coffin opened, and a corpse rolled out.

The corpse was dressed in Taoist robes, skinny as wood, and a faint black aura lingered all over its body, revealing a strange aura.

Han Mo glanced at the black shadow coldly, "You should be the coffin boy." ”

"Hmph, my lord will kill you."

"There should be four coffin boys, and the other three should be hidden in the shadows, or rather, after hundreds of years, you are the only one left."

As soon as the words fell, footsteps suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Don't come here!"

Han Mo was startled and hurriedly shouted.

"Brother Han, who are you talking to?" Xu Zhongyong's voice came, and Han Mo looked over and saw that they were all standing in place and had not moved.

That...... What's going on with the footsteps?

Han Mo looked in the direction of the coffin, staring at the corpse tightly, there was nothing strange about it.

However, he felt that something was approaching him.

With his left hand, he pinched his fingers and pointed them on his temples, his gaze swept around him, and finally settled on the ground. A series of small footprints stretched from the direction of the coffin towards him.

Seems to be some kind of animal?

However, he opened his eyes, but he still couldn't see who it was......

Footprints...... And it's still stretching!

Han Mo couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, this feeling was indescribably weird. At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from in front of him.

Laugh at!

Han Medeng felt a tingling pain in his right arm, and as soon as his palm loosened, the black shadow took the opportunity to escape.

He looked over and saw a scratch on his wrist, which seemed to be caused by the claws of some beast.

"Huh?!"

Han Mo's eyes widened, and he quickly tore off his clothes from his elbows, and when he looked closely, his palms and forearms were already blackened. Moreover, the black gas is still spreading to the arm.

Fingers pressed against the crook of the arm to stop the black gas from spreading. His left hand pressed the scar and then put it in his mouth and tasted it......

It tastes fishy!

Han Mo frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Demon poison into the body? ”

Suddenly, a strong wind came from the left. Han Mo retreated, pulled out the Longquan Sword on the ground with his left hand, held the sword flower, and the sword aura overflowed, dissolving the attack.

Han Mo vigilantly swept around and searched carefully.

"Whew." A strange sound sounded, and a shadow lightning rushed towards Han Mo's door, and in a hurry, Han Mo hurriedly blocked the Longquan Sword in front of him.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and a tingling pain came from the left arm.

When I turned my head, my left arm was also scratched, and black blood was flowing. The Longquan sword returned to its sheath, took out a roll of yellow cloth and unfolded it, and pulled the yellow cloth with his left hand and threw it out.

Then it was pulled back sharply, and the yellow cloth was rolled up, and the middle place was raised.

The monster struggled in the yellow cloth, making a chattering scream. Han Mo pinched his fingers and dodged away, hitting the bulging part.

There was a terrible scream, and blood spilled out, staining the cloth red.

Pulling open the yellow cloth, a cat about half a meter fell to the ground, staring at its limbs, its gray eyes with humanized resentment, staring at Han Mo.

"Cat Demon?!"

No, if it was a cat demon, how could he not find out.

After careful confirmation, it is indeed a cat demon.

The reason why it can't be found is that the cat demon has been manipulated and can hide its body......

Han Mo strode up, grabbed the cat demon's neck, lifted it up, and slowly moved the two fingers of his left hand from the back legs of the cat demon to his head.

The back of a cat's neck, like the seven inches of a snake, cannot move once it is buckled.

Moving his fingers to the cat demon's abdomen, Han Mo suddenly felt another breath in the cat demon's abdomen. He increased his strength, and the next moment, the cat demon opened its mouth, and a phantom flew out.

"Edict!"

Han Mo raised his hand, and a spirit rune shot out, putting away the ghost. Then a red thread, a live buckle, put it on the tongue of the cat demon, felt out a copper coin, and pierced it from the other end.

The red rope was straightened, and the copper coin entered the cat demon's mouth and stuck to its tongue.

Han Mo chanted the mantra while pinching the trick, the copper coin glowed and was hot, the cat demon's mouth let out a strange scream, and his body twitched violently. After about half a minute, there was no movement at all.

Throw the cat demon on the ground, take out the Longquan sword and cut off the limbs of the cat demon, the copper coin is stained with blood, and press it on the spirit talisman that holds the ghost. When the spirit rune encountered the blood of the cat demon, it immediately emitted a golden light.

After that, he cut open the cat demon's belly and stuffed the paper talisman and copper coins into it.

Xu Zhongyong was dumbfounded, and their scalps were numb.

Then, they saw Han Mo wrap a few threads around the cat demon's body, carry the cat demon to the coffin, and throw the cat demon into the coffin.

He got the body in again, closed the lid of the coffin, and sat cross-legged in front of the coffin and recited the scriptures......

As time passed, the coffin began to shake, and the movement became louder and louder.

Bang!

The coffin lid flew up and smashed towards Han Mo impartially.

Han Mo opened his eyes, punched out, and the coffin lid flew to the side and landed. Immediately after, the corpse in the coffin sat up, staring at Han Mo with a pair of dark eyes.

The corpse reached out and grabbed the cat demon, bit the cat demon's neck, and sucked the cat demon's blood in a big gulp.

Xu Zhongyong saw that their stomachs were churning and they kept retching.

Blood poured into the stomach, and the shriveled skin of the corpse gradually floated and returned to its bloody color. The dark eyes also turned dark red.

The corpse twisted its neck, its gaze swept over Han Mo and the others, and stopped at Xu Zhongyong and them.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zhongyong and the others hurriedly retreated, making a posture of being ready to escape at any time. Han Mo stood up and sneered, "Don't you want to suck my blood?" ”

The dry corpse smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "Your blood is fragrant, but it is not easy to obtain. Their blood is mediocre, but it's easy. ”

Han Mo chuckled, "With me here, their blood is also very difficult, so it's better to suck my blood directly." ”

After speaking, Han Mo took out the fish intestine short sword, cut his palm, and blood flowed out, and with a flick of his palm, the blood flew towards the dried corpse. The dried corpse flew up, swallowing the blood into its mouth without leaking, and licking its lips greedily.

"Your blood is really fragrant......"

"Aren't you interested?" Han Mo smiled faintly.

"yes."

"Come on, then." The dry corpse walked over slowly, and Han Mo stomped on the soles of his feet and rushed towards it. Han Mo grabbed its left hand and threw it out, "You are also a cultivator, why did you choose to become this person who is not a human or a ghost?" ”

The dry corpse licked his lips and said slowly, "For immortality." ”

"Immortality?"

Han Mo sneered: "If you become like this, you will only die faster." ”

"Really? I don't think it'......."

"Master fulfills your wish today and sends you to the Western Elysium." Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword, and his true qi was urging, and his sword qi was full of energy.

The dry corpse squinted his eyes and said in surprise: "Seven-Star Dragon Spring Sword? This is a good thing, a magic weapon that is more advanced than my blood-drinking knife. ”