When Weng Chai approached Wu Feng step by step, a huge coercion followed, and the temperature of the entire tomb dropped instantly, he brought not only a murderous aura, but also a cold and cold aura, Rao is such a profound cultivation as Wu Feng, and he couldn't help but be frightened by Weng Chai This fierce murderous aura made him shudder.

Seeing Weng Chai's terrifying black aura and extremely gloomy face, Wu Feng knew best in his heart at this moment, he had already killed himself now, if he dared to say a word, he would mercilessly end his life.

Wu Feng is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of such monstrous coercion as Weng Chai , and he disdains to be his apprentice, he is not dead in a horizontal way, anyway, he is also a person who has died once, so when Weng Chai asked that sentence, Wu Feng quickly responded and said categorically: "I don't ...... it"

Without waiting for Wu Feng to finish speaking, Weng Chai suddenly stretched out a black hand filled with black gas, and immediately pinched Wu Feng's neck, the hand was raised little by little, lifting Wu Feng's whole person, the force in his hand continued to increase, and a steady stream of yin and evil spirits passed through Guò Weng Chai's hand to Wu Feng's neck, and then spread to Wu Feng's neck to the whole body.

At this moment, Wu Feng was still holding the corpse ruler in his hand, and when the black qi spread to Wu Feng's body, the small red dot at the end of the corpse ruler was red again, and the ruler body turned from black to white, becoming transparent, and there was a purple electric flow in the ruler, which quickly sucked the black gas that spread to Wu Feng's whole body into the ruler body.

Rao is like this, Wu Feng was also caught by Weng Chai's dry palm like an iron hoop, his eyes were round, bloodshot, and his face was also filled with black gas, and the strength of his whole body was hollowed out at this moment, and his feet were more than a foot off the ground, shaking like spasms.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, since you want to die, then the old man will fulfill you!" Weng Chai gritted his teeth and said, the strength in his hand was still increasing, Wu Feng was no longer out of breath, and his originally black face was suffocated purple.

Just when Wu Feng was about to lose his breath, Weng Chai suddenly let go of his hand, like throwing a chicken, and directly threw Wu Feng out. Wu Feng's body crossed a parabola, was thrown more than a foot high, and finally fell down heavily, just on top of the huge coffin not far away.

There was a dull loud sound of "bang", Wu Feng's body smashed on the coffin board, this fall was really not light, the bones all over his body seemed to be scattered, this is not the most fatal, just now Weng guessed that he pinched his neck, Wu Feng was almost about to lose his breath, and it was regarded as a round trip in the ghost gate, and he could finally breathe again, when Wu Feng's body smashed on the coffin, he couldn't care about the pain all over his body, coughed a few times, and gasped heavily, never felt that breathing was such a happy thing.

Before he could catch his breath, Wu Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong under his body, and at first he thought that he was confused, but this feeling was so true, so he looked down and looked down, and found that he was lying on top of the huge coffin at this moment, and this coffin has been shaking even more violently since he smashed it down, and there was a buzzing sound, and the ban around the coffin had just broken two, and the remaining two corpse shaking talismans were red like fire, as if they could burn at any time, What surprised Wu Feng even more was that the corpse ruler in his hand happened to fall on one of the corpse shaking talismans.