"Damn, so fierce!" Seeing Liu Cong's actions, Yang Lei shouted in surprise. It wasn't just him, everyone else's eyes widened. Liu Cong's methods were so shocking that these people didn't expect them.

What shocked these people was not Liu Cong's Dao technique, nor the golden light emitted from his body, not to mention that his skin had turned golden, but that Liu Cong had directly jumped into the black mist after doing all this.

In order to buy enough time for Chen Ziyang, Liu Cong also fought this time, unlike the spell cast in the Taoist Holy Land last time, this time it was not a long-range attack, but a direct hand-to-hand combat.

A golden light drilled into the black fog, and in an instant, the sound of ping-pong gold and iron clashing came from the black fog, and then the black fog quickly condensed together, turning into the appearance of Black Fujioka, holding a Japanese saber in his hand, and staged a white-knuckle battle with Liu Cong.

To say that the ghost of Kurofuoka, the skill of hand-to-hand combat, is very strong, a Japanese saber dances in its hand is flying up and down, slashing forward and slashing, every time the knife is full of strength, every time the knife is retracted, it is extremely fast. The white sword shadow soon surrounded the golden Liu Cong, and for a while, I saw a series of knife lights slashing towards Liu Cong.

It seems that Liu Cong is down, but in fact it is not. One after another, the Japanese saber slashed at Liu Cong's body, but it could only make a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting, and there was no follow-up, and even Liu Cong's body did not even leave a vague trace of being slashed by the knife.

The advantage of the indestructible golden body is infinitely magnified at this time, no matter how fast Kurofuoka's ghost attacks, no matter how many times it attacks, and no matter how tricky the position of the attack is, it has no effect, because its attack is a physical attack issued from the Japanese saber, and the indestructible golden body is immune to physical attacks.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Cong did not have the slightest concern when fighting with the ghost of Kurofuoka, and even many times, he could obviously dodge the ghost's attack, but he did not dodge, because Liu Cong was looking for an opportunity, a chance to lock the Japanese saber in the hands of the ghost of Kurofuoka.

As long as this saber is controlled, it is impossible for the ghost of Black Fujioka to send out a knife aura towards Chen Ziyang in the distance, so that Chen Ziyang who is dealing with the coffin will be safe, as long as he can crack the coffin and find a way to dispose of the body of Black Fujioka inside, then the ghost in front of him will be self-defeating. The opportunity that Liu Cong had been looking for soon appeared.

From Liu Cong opening the immortal golden body, to his battle with the ghost of Kurofuoka, only a dozen seconds have actually passed, and in these ten seconds, Kurofugang's ghost has slashed dozens of knives, and most of these dozens of knives have been slashed on Liu Cong's body, but they have no effect at all.

Kurofuoka's ghost showed a surprised expression, it didn't understand why the saber that had been invincible was now like a burning stick, and even the flesh and blood of the person in front of it couldn't be broken, and in shock, the ghost's hand slowed down.

Taking advantage of the gap in this attack, coupled with the fact that he has an indestructible golden body and is not afraid of the attack of the Japanese saber, Liu Cong caught a mistake of the ghost of Kurofuoka, and his two palms grabbed the blade of the Japanese saber successively, fixed the saber to death, and completely sealed the attack of Kurofuoka.

Liu Cong's ten fingers were now like chains locking the saber in the ghost's hand, no matter how hard the ghost pulled and forced, there was no way to pull the saber out of Liu Cong's grasp. At this time, Liu Cong's golden fingers seemed to be an insurmountable chasm in the eyes of the ghost of Kurofuoka.

Fingers have been cut off a lot, and with the saber in his hand, even if ten fingers stacked on top of each other want to cut off, it is effortless, but now these ten fingers that hold the blade tightly have not even shed a drop of blood.

Liu Cong knows very well that the most important thing now is to delay time, as long as he leaves the ghost of Black Fujioka here and buys Chen Ziyang enough time, then this ghost is no different from dead.

It takes time for Chen Ziyang to deal with the coffin, and Liu Cong also needs time. The Immortal Golden Body is very powerful, this is because this Dao technique consumes mana very much, even with the help of the dragon's blood strain, Liu Cong also knows that he can't last long at all.

But as long as he holds on for one more second, Chen Ziyang will have one more second to crack the coffin, so Liu Cong made up his mind that if he didn't hold on until the last moment, he wouldn't let go.

Even after the disappearance of the immortal golden body, there is a high probability that his body will be split in half by the ghost of Kurofuoka with a saber, and he will definitely not leave before the safe timeline, and he must survive until the end.

At this time, Liu Cong noticed that black lines in the shape of a crack on the back of a turtle appeared on the body of the Japanese saber in the ghost's hand, which turned out to be cracks.

Although these cracks are not wide, they are not too dense, but they are still cracks after all, and it seems that the bullets fired in the melee before were not in vain, and the bullets that hit the blade of the knife caused some damage to this saber.

In addition to some minor cracks, a small piece is missing from the back of the blade, which has an arc-shaped notch. The notch is not too big, only the size of a fingernail, and there are not many missing parts of the notch, but judging from the shape of this notch, it looks like it was shot by a bullet.

The cross-section of this notch is very new, and it also shines with a metallic luster, which is obviously different from the rest of the blade, and there is a slight incongruity, and it seems that this notch must have just appeared.

Liu Cong, who saw this gap, knew that this must have been shot by a gun, and now he couldn't wait to be able to shoot a bullet from his eye, so that he could directly break this saber into pieces, and save Kurofugang's ghost from taking it to harm people everywhere.

Originally, Liu Cong wanted to give an order to his team members, asking them to attack here while they controlled the blade of the saber, so that it was very likely that the saber would really be broken.

But now the team has moved in the direction of Chen Ziyang, and secondly, the position between himself and Kurofuoka is more awkward, his body blocks this Japanese saber, and in order to continue to hold the saber in his hand, he has no way to turn around now, so this order can only be just a thought.

Yang Lei and Umbrella Shishuai led Liu Cong's team members closer to the direction of the coffin, so that if the ghost of Kurofugang broke through Liu Cong's control and flew in the direction of the coffin, they would have enough space to block the ghost. Even if it doesn't work, it would be nice to be able to hold on for a few more seconds.

Although he didn't turn around, Chen Ziyang knew that Liu Cong and the others were desperately trying to delay time for him, and maybe every second of his safe time was bought by the people behind him with their blood and lives.

Chen Ziyang, who knew this, was very depressed, and he also wanted to crack the coffin as soon as possible, but the coffin opened too slowly, and he was really in a hurry.

At this time, the relief patterns on the coffin were still rotating, and the lid of the coffin was still slowly opening, but now a large gap had been opened.

After shining a flashlight along this gap, Chen Ziyang found that he couldn't see what was in the coffin at all. Inside the coffin, there was only some black mist floating there, which completely covered the contents of the coffin, and it seemed that if you wanted to see Kurofuoka's body, you had to get rid of these fogs first.

A pile of spirit runes was taken out by Chen Ziyang, and with the help of the combustible spirit runes, he threw the ignited spirit runes into the open gap under the lid of the coffin.

As soon as he came into contact with these black mist, the spirit runes burned even faster, and a dazzling burst of fire flashed, and all the spirit runes turned into ashes, and these ashes fell into the coffin. Chen Ziyang noticed that although there was still a lot of black mist floating inside the coffin, it seemed to be less than just now. He was delighted with the discovery.

Ever since the appearance of the ghost of Black Fujigang, Chen Ziyang has been suffering from headaches, whether it is various Taoist techniques or magic weapons, they have no effect on this ghost, and even for a period of time before, he once wondered if his mana was out of order.

Now it seems that these black mist in the coffin are different from the black mist conjured up by the ghost of Kurofuoka, and he is still very afraid of Taoism. The runes work, and that's easy to do.

Before coming this time, Chen Ziyang had prepared a lot of spirit runes, and now his spirit runes were thrown into the coffin as if he didn't want money, and the ignited spirit runes were burning rapidly in the coffin, and with the consumption of the spirit runes, the black fog in the coffin was dissipating like a huge cake being bitten off.

The moment when the coffin lid of the coffin was fully opened, it was also the moment when Chen Ziyang used the spirit talisman in his hand to burn away the last trace of black mist in the coffin. Chen Ziyang, who finally saw the contents of the coffin, was stunned.

There was nothing in this coffin except for the black ashes left over from the previous spirit rune burning. In other words, what was contained in this coffin before was only those black mist, and there was no body of Kurofuoka at all.

"What's going on?" Chen Ziyang's eyes widened in surprise, which was completely different from what he had guessed before. If Kurofuoka's body wasn't in this coffin, why wouldn't the ghost be afraid of the attack of the Daojutsu?

"Could it be that this coffin has a mezzanine?" Thinking of this, Chen Ziyang hurriedly looked at the bottom of the coffin, then he looked at the outside of the coffin, and finally shook his head reluctantly.

The height inside the coffin is clear at a glance, and the height of the outside of the coffin is clearly visible. After comparing the two, Chen Ziyang found that there was no mezzanine in this coffin, even if there was a mezzanine in the thick coffin wall, it was impossible for this mezzanine to contain a person's bones.

"Hey! Eryang, how's it going? Hold on, I think Liu Cong's kid can't stand it! Looking at Chen Ziyang, who was stunned and motionless next to the coffin, Yang Lei shouted a little anxiously.

At this time, the mana in Liu Cong's body had almost been consumed, and the golden light emanating from his body had dimmed a lot, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping from his forehead, which was particularly obvious on his golden skin.

After glancing at Liu Cong, who was struggling to support, Chen Ziyang also wiped the sweat on his forehead. Hurry? I want to hurry, but how can I hurry? Where did Kurofuoka's body go? Looking at the bottom of the coffin covered with black ashes, Chen Ziyang fell into thought.

The information about Kurofuoka and this coffin that I had seen before flashed quickly in Chen Ziyang's mind like a movie. He recalled the whole thing in the fastest time. Chen Ziyang then recalled every detail of his battle with the ghost of Kurofuoka.

"Ghosts are not afraid of any Dao magic at all, nor are they afraid of any magic weapons...... But he cherishes the Japanese saber in his hand very much, and even when this saber is attacked, the ghost of Kurofuoka will take the initiative to turn into black mist and hide this saber......" Chen Ziyang thought to himself as he muttered to himself, and then his eyes widened.

"I see! I understand! We've been thinking wrong all along! Chen Ziyang, who was excited, hurriedly turned around and shouted to Liu Cong, only then did he remember that Liu Cong was still fighting with the ghost of Black Fujioka in order to buy time for himself.

"Liu Cong, hold on a little longer, and you will let it go when I pass." Chen Ziyang shouted loudly at Liu Cong as he rushed towards the ghost of Black Fujioka.

"You all hide." When passing by the others, Chen Ziyang reminded them to hide a little farther away, and they didn't need to participate in the rest of the matter.

Hearing this order, the team members hurriedly retreated to the side, although they didn't understand Chen Ziyang's intentions, but they still did it at this time.

A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Cong's eyes, he didn't understand that Chen Ziyang didn't want to crack the coffin, so he had to rush in this direction of himself. Chen Ziyang didn't have an immortal golden body protector, so why did he fight against this ghost in front of him?

Even if Liu Cong was suspicious of Chen Ziyang's approach, he had to do it. Because at this time, Liu Cong knew that the mana in his body had reached the point of exhaustion, or the immortal golden body would disappear due to the exhaustion of mana in a few seconds, and at that time, the Japanese saber in the hand of the ghost of Kurotooka would directly cut his two palms and split his body in half.

While he could still hold on for a few seconds, Liu Cong's hands slammed into force and threw the saber in the hand of the Black Fujioka ghost to the side.

At this time, Chen Ziyang had already rushed to the front, and the Xuanming Ancient Sword stabbed into the gap between the saber and Liu Cong at a more tricky angle, blocking the slash of the saber.

(End of chapter)