The long tongue pressed hard against the mouth of the coffin, stretched upward, and pulled in the air. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The big mouth like a chrysanthemum, at this time, has stopped spitting out those mucus-covered holes, and is squeezing out of the coffin little by little with the pull of the big tongue.

Feng Jiutian's side was already covered with a large circle of fluorescents. The fluorescents, lingering around him, shimmered with tiny dots of pale red and pale blue.

"Whoosh", three arrows shot at the footprint on the body of the big coffin. With such a good opportunity, how could Feng Jiutian let it go.

After the three muffled sounds of "Dangdangdang", the three arrows actually shot through the iron coffin, and half of the arrow body had been shot into the coffin.

The iron chain at the bottom of the coffin made a rattling sound, and between the coffin and the tree, struggled, writhed, and shook the bottom of the coffin. A wide crack began to appear at the bottom of the coffin, which was originally unusually strong.

The muffled sound of "boom" is like the sound of a wine jar when the stopper is stuffed too tightly and is violently pulled open. At the mouth of the coffin, a huge, weird head waving countless tentacles finally came out of the coffin completely after a tremor of the coffin.

"Whoosh" Three more arrows shot towards the footprints on the iron coffin. Since Feng Jiutian had found the door of death in the coffin, he took the opportunity to shoot at the footprints with continuous arrows.

"If the footprints are broken, then the poisonous spell that sealed this coffin can be broken. This footprint must have been stepped on by the spellcaster, and breaking the spell is equivalent to removing the spellcaster as well. Whoever is able to cast such a curse must be a great evildoer. Feng Jiutian thought.

When the three arrows were still a foot away from the coffin, the long tongue, which came first, was already waiting on the route that the three arrows had to pass, and the tip of the tongue was entangled, and the three arrows fell to the ground.

Those small tentacles, constantly leaving slime outward, black around the coffin and flowing towards the bottom of the coffin. In the place where the mucus passed, the big crack on the coffin that had been cracked began to close slowly, just like the dry land, those cracked ground lines, after the heavy rain, were bridged together.

After the big tongue knocked out the three arrows, the tongue drew a circle and swept towards Feng Jiutian. Feng Jiutian stretched out his hand and pulled out the long knife from behind his back and slashed at his tongue. When the big tongue saw the long knife coming, he didn't dodge, and still hit Feng Jiutian.

With a "doo", the long knife slashed at the tongue, making a sound like slashing on a hardwood. The momentum of the tongue rolling towards Feng Jiutian slowed down slightly, and then followed Xiang Feng Jiutian's head.

Feng Jiutian leaned over, dodged the pursuit of his tongue, picked up a long sword that had fallen off from the body of the dead man from the ground, and threw it towards the big footprint on the coffin.

The momentum of the big tongue's original pursuit of Feng Jiutian slowed down, and the tongue body curled, and with an incredible reflex, it shot down the long sword that was about to pierce the coffin. Then, after the mucus dripping from those small tentacles filled all the cracks in the body of the big coffin, it spit out from the mouth of a chrysanthemum. The interval between spitting out the joint hole is much shorter than at the beginning.

After a while, Feng Jiutian was surrounded by more and more closed holes, and he couldn't spare his hands to attack the footprints on the coffin anymore. After shooting more than a dozen of them, there were only a dozen arrows left in the quiver on Feng Jiutian's back.

The big mouth was still spitting out the closing hole, and the tongue was waving in the air, and from time to time when Feng Jiutian was dealing with the closing hole, he made a silent sneak attack like a ghost.

Gradually, those fluorescences began to stick around the big tongue, and as the number of times the big tongue ghostly drew towards Feng Jiutian increased, the fluorescence that was brought up by Feng Jiutian's running back and forth also became more and more attached to the side of the tongue. Whenever the tongue rolled towards Feng Jiutian, it was like a fluorescent light bolt slashing across it.

Feng Jiutian looked at the fluorescence on the side of his long tongue, and suddenly, his heart moved, and he began to slowly approach the big coffin while slashing and slashing.

After Hua Can shot the nine Hejiao to death, he saw that the vultures hovering over the forest ignored the Heyao's corpse at all, and couldn't help but be secretly curious: "Could it be that these Heyao's corpses are poisonous?" Vultures have a natural ability to recognize poison, and they will not touch the carcasses of animals that have been bitten by venomous snakes, leaving them to rot and decay on their own. The reason why vultures are called "the breath of death" is that wherever they go, they indicate that there are dead bodies there. "The black slime that flowed from the wounds on these joints filled the air. And it is incomprehensible that vultures can smell carrion from dozens of miles away, but are not interested in the corpses that are close at hand. ”

Shen Er's fat man could also vaguely see from the moonlight, under the sky in the forest, the vultures were hovering up and down, left and right, screaming from time to time, as if they were afraid of something, but they were attracted by something and refused to leave. said to Hua Can: "Old flower, the vultures in the forest are flying up and down, which is very unusual, it is possible that the old man is there." Now, there's hardly anything strange here, and I think you're going to help the old man in the woods. ”

Hua Chan had already seen the abnormality of the vultures in the forest. Hearing Shen Er's fat man say this, he looked at him hesitantly and did not speak.

"Hey. You can go with confidence, there are only a few of them here, and they have been killed by you. Besides, the crossbow arrows in my hand are not for play, so even if there is any foreign object, I can protect myself. You'd better go and help the old man and get rid of the things in the forest, and we have to move on. ”

"According to the time, those old enemies who are still haunting should have followed the plague qi emitted from your body and were on the way to find them." Hua Can said with a look of embarrassment.

"Those corpse-tailed beeflies haven't been so quick to find them for a while. Even if they follow, it will take some time before they form tails. Don't worry about me, let's go and get rid of this coffin with the old first. Shen Er's fat man said.

Hua Can saw that except for the few holes in front of him who were shot by himself just now, there was no other movement on the side of the road. Presumably, those Hejiao were besieging Feng Jiutian with all their might. At this time, Feng Jiutian's situation must be very difficult.

"You're sitting in the car right here, don't move. If something appears, let the 'Sentinel' notify us immediately. I'm going to help the old guy now, and we'll be back as soon as possible. Hua Can said.

"Does the wilting grass really think of me as a sick duck? I'm not as weak as the girls in the 'Cuixiang Building'. "Shen Er's fat man thought of the bet that the three of them had just bet on, and as soon as his mouth slipped, he said 'Cuixiang Building'.

"It's really shameless, at this time, there is still a face to mention those girls in the 'Cuixiang Building'. Who doesn't know, you just saw those girls, and they didn't even dare to put a fart, and their faces were flushed, like chickens and eggs. After leaving the house, he regretted it and said fiercely, "See you next time, what will you do." After laughing at Shen Er's fat man, Hua Can stretched out his hand, took out two torches from the cart, and walked towards the woods.

Shen Er's fat face was flushed and he sat in the car, sneering. But because he was hit by Hua Can's words, he couldn't find a rebuttal for a while, so he sat there and kept muttering something, even he didn't know.

Feng Jiutian's situation, at this time, indeed, was already very crisis.

The coffin had surrounded him.

The quiver behind it was empty.