The corpse ruler and the Maoshan Emperor Bell are the magic weapons given to Wu Feng by Mao Ying, the ancestor of Maoshan Patriarch, and they are rare treasures in the Daomen, this corpse ruler, Wu Feng has used it many times, but the Maoshan Emperor Bell is rarely used, not that Wu Feng is not familiar with the Maoshan Emperor Bell, but because he can't wait to use the Maoshan Emperor Bell, the corpse ruler has already subdued all kinds of evil things.

As soon as the Maoshan Emperor Bell was sacrificed, it revealed that incomparably strong momentum came out, Wu Feng's finger popped out, and the Maoshan Emperor Bell suddenly buzzed, and the aftermath was endless, as if there was a Haoran righteousness stored in this humming, Wu Feng felt that the Lingtai was clear for no reason, and the body and mind were comfortable.

And that Weng Chai couldn't hear such a sound, the majestic sù mu qi emanating from the sound of the Maoshan Emperor Bell spread out to the surroundings, when the sound wave hit Weng Chai's body, Weng Chai's face was distorted for a while, it seemed extremely painful, the black gas that was permeated all over his body seemed to be blown by the wind, and suddenly it was agitated, and finally all retracted back into Weng Chai's body, and after a while, the buzzing sound gradually stopped, and the black gas on Weng Chai evaporated again, But it's not as strong as it was just now.

The sound of the Maoshan Emperor Bell stopped the Weng guess for a moment, at this moment, the flesh corpse in the coffin was also crazy after hearing the sound that Wu Feng made with the Maoshan Emperor Bell, and roared in the sky, struggling even more violently, a pair of green and faint eyes shot out two cold rays, and the mouth kept dripping green and thick mucus, the huge coffin was hit by it with an iron chain, and finally could no longer support it, and with a bang, it suddenly fell apart and flew around.

Wu Feng secretly snorted badly, and hurriedly lay on the ground, as soon as his head was lowered, a large coffin board flew over his head, and hit the tomb hard, and another piece of debris flew down, falling down in a slurch, and Wu Feng's back hurt.

Among them, there are also a few coffin boards flying towards that Weng Chai , Weng Chai is not far from Wu Feng at this time, and he is about to walk in front of Wu Feng, but as a result of his life, he looked up and saw a few coffin boards flying towards him, this tomb has a total of such a little space, just a large coffin occupies almost half of the place, and he can't hide from it, so he had to stretch out his hands to block in front of him, the flesh corpse is brute force, and such a heavy coffin board doesn't know how it flies, no less than a cannonball flying, Rao is Weng Chai was full of evil arts, but he was also knocked out by the coffin board, hit the tomb, and smashed his back behind the tomb wall, leaving a deep mark, and Weng Chai almost fell apart with this old bone.

The corpse finally broke out of the coffin, and the chains on its hands and legs had already broken off, leaving a few long chains behind it, and with a slight movement, there was a clattering sound.

With the sound of the iron chain rattling, Wu Feng reached out and patted the broken wood chips on his head, and looked up at the corpse, but saw that the corpse was wearing a pair of black pants, it was too dark, and he couldn't tell what material it was.