The hands wearing the blue bracers grabbed the back edge of the coffin lid and pushed it hard, and the coffin lid was pushed away from the coffin, and the owner of the hands immediately sat up from the coffin, and raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar: "Poof-"

Heng Qi was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and Liu Yong and the others were also shocked, and asked together: "Is this ...... What kind of monster is this?"

My eyes were fixed on the coffin, and my brow furrowed: I saw that the thing sitting up was wearing a golden golden fish scale armor and a face-covering helmet (the kind of sealed helmet that wraps the whole head), and it was like an ancient military general!

"Brother Yang, this is the ancestor of my Xiang clan - King Xiang, in order to deal with the demon king, I have to summon the spirit of the ancestor, the iron rod you just allocated is the Shenlong Xuankou, that is, the seal that seals my ancestor...... You guys stand back now, don't block his view......" Xiang Qiuling said to me with his mind again.

It turns out that this is King Xiang! Is he resurrected? I suddenly realized that I was in a new confusion.

Na Xiang Wang was still sitting in the coffin at the moment, and he had no intention of standing up, only to see him vigorously take off the helmet on his head with his hand wearing a dark blue bracer - but I don't know if it was because of the age, the helmet had been tightened, or what was going on, in short, he didn't take off the helmet, just popped and roared there, as if he was very anxious and helpless.

And the demon king is still exerting its majesty at the moment, it is breathing fire and spitting water, and constantly grabbing large pieces of mountain rocks from the ground and smashing them towards Qiu Ling's shield, the clouds above its head are also stirred by it and spinning, from time to time dazzling lightning strikes down from the clouds, falling straight on Xiang Qiu Ling's shield, thunder rumbles, like ten thousand cannons!

"Kesi, you help that Xiang Wang, Sister Xiang and I can't stand it anymore!" Zhou Hong also said to me anxiously.

"Do you want to help him take off his helmet?" I asked.

"That's it, hurry up!"

I said to Heng Qi and the others, "Which of you is going to help King Xiang take off his helmet?"

Heng Qi was frightened and said: "Don't call me about this, I don't dare to look at the face under his helmet......"

Liu Yong, Xie Ke, and Long Guan also shook their heads together and said, "Don't call us about this, we're afraid of it......"

"Why, at the critical moment, you all became yellow and ran away?" I said, stretching my face. Helplessly, I was the only one who did it myself.

At that moment I walked to the coffin, grabbed the helmet of the king and broke it hard, only to feel that the helmet was really tight, as if it had been born in the flesh of the face of the king.

Fortunately, my strength now is not small, and at that moment I roared, and I brought out some abilities in it, and finally pulled off the helmet with a "peng" sound. Then I took a hard look at Xiang Wang's face. It almost scared me to death......

It turned out that what I saw was not the head of a dried corpse or a skeleton, but the head of an insect that resembled a hundred million times magnification, with dozens of long whiskers on its head, eyes around its forehead, rolling its eyes like dead fish, two nostrils like two upside-down soles, and countless flagella in the nostrils were wriggling, as if aquatic plants growing on the bottom of the sea, and his mouth was completely similar to the mouthparts of a dragonfly or locust—if anyone saw this image and didn't have nightmares, I must call him Uncle in admiration!

The circle of eyes on the creature's forehead looked at me fixedly, and its mouth still made a strange "poof" sound, and the two withered arms kept waving and slapping the coffin.

"But you quickly stand back, be careful that it eats you!" Heng Qi, Liu Yong and the others shouted behind me.

I took two steps back and stared at it with my eyes on it, seeing what the hell it was up to.

But instead of looking at me again, it looked at the demon king in the distance, and then a ray of light shot out of each of its eyes, and these rays converged into a red light with the thickness of a bowl, and then hit the demon king in the distance!

After the demon king was shot by the red light, he first shook violently, and then his entire body began to melt away little by little from the place where it was swept by the red light. In the end, only a light wisp of smoke filled the valley, like the smoke left by a farmer's lunch, and then faded and faded, and finally disappeared from our view completely.

"Brother Yang, please put on a helmet for him again and let him rest in peace. I was making a flute, and Xiang Qiuling said to me with her mind again. I looked at the monster with its head full of eyes, and I was a little scared. However, this is a task to explain to Qiu Ling, and it cannot be left unfinished. I had no choice but to bite the bullet again, carefully put on the helmet of the thing, and said in my heart: "This is the true face of King Xiang?

At this time, the thing was already lying back in the coffin, and I beckoned Heng Qi and the others to come over, lift the coffin lid, and close the coffin......

"The four corners should be nailed with soul suppression nails!" At this time, Xiang Qiuling and Zhou Hong had already come to us, and Xiang Qiuling said behind me. And she was holding a few wooden nails several inches long and chopstick-thick heads, which seemed to be soul settling nails.

After serving King Xiang, we are also going to leave here.

"Lingling, I have one more question......" I asked on the way to Ghost Creek Pier.

"I know, you're trying to ask my ancestor why he looked like that? Actually, he was no different from a normal person, except that when he died, another civilization visited the earth and transplanted his head, and his head became what you see now. The head could be preserved for tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of years in a frozen state, and he originally wanted to continue living in this world with the transplanted super-civilized head. But then, for some unknown reason, he finally changed his mind and chose to sleep forever. Xiang Qiuling replied.

"What made him change his mind at the end?" I continued.

"I don't know. But he left a last word, if the descendants of the Xiang clan are in trouble, they can wake him up once. Now that this opportunity has been used by me, he won't wake up again......" Xiang Qiuling sighed.

When I wanted to ask a little more details, Shopee's voice suddenly sounded in my headphones: "Kesi, is the ghost fire rushing thing over?"

"What's going on again? can't you make it clear?" I muttered.

(To be continued)