Ling Tian closed his eyes slightly, without sorrow or joy, completely immersed in the Mixed Yuan Shifting Gong.

The highest on the scene is no more than a martial artist in the Ning Yuan Realm, no one can kill him, even if he is besieged, it is a big deal to control a few key people in the brain, create chaos, and then get out.

Chen Ruofeng ran into the shed where Chen Qingzhi, the ancestor of the Chen family, was located, trying to persuade the ancestor not to marry in secret, and soon there was a fierce quarrel.

At this time, two old men of fifty or sixty years old came over, one was short and fat, with a smooth head, long eyebrows and eyes, a mouth like a bow, and a kind face, like a businessman.

The other is tall and thin, with two white eyebrows raised high, and bright eyes, giving people a sharp feeling.

This short and fat man is Chen Ruoyun, the fourth elder of the Chen family, and the tall and thin man is the fifth Chen Ruolei.

Chen Ruofeng has four brothers in this generation, the eldest Chen Ruoshan, the second Chen Ruoshui, the third Chen Ruofeng, the fourth Chen Ruoyun, the fifth Chen Ruolei, the people in the rivers and lakes call the five elders of the Chen family, and the eldest brother and the second brother have not returned.

"This is the son of the Ling family, he looks quite handsome, and she must be happy when she gets underground and forms a good match with Xiaorou. Chen Ruoyun glanced at Ling Tian, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"What's good, a living person was buried, this is a tragic thing in the world, Xiaorou's child is very kind, if there is a spirit underground, she will not be happy. Chen Ruolei snorted unhappily.

"Fifth brother, I also sympathize with this child, but the matter of the secret marriage is decided by the ancestors, and filial piety comes first. Chen Ruoyun's face was solemn, it was originally a tragic thing, but he said that it was a good thing of filial piety.

At the same time, Ling Tian opened the interface of his mobile phone, and with a movement of his mind, he clicked on the avatar of a maid, and her every move was projected on the screen, which was clear.

This maid is one of the eight pairs of boys and girls to be used in the ceremony, she holds a net bottle, standing under the shed, dozens of meters away from Ling Tian, but Ling Tian is connected by mobile phone, and the distance of these tens of meters is as if it is close at hand.

"Xiaolan, I still don't believe that Miss Rou is dead, why did you say that a good person suddenly got sick?" the maid said.

"What kind of sudden illness? Miss Rou is under a spell. The other maid whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you really don't know or don't know? Miss Rou'er went to the Misty Forest, got sick when she came back, and died within a few days, everyone said that she was contaminated with some dirty thing from the Demon Sect in the Misty Forest, and there have always been demons from the Demon Sect in that place. ”

"It doesn't have to be the Demon Sect, it may also be that you have inhaled miasma or been bitten by poisonous insects. ”

"If it's an ordinary poison, it's impossible to even be able to do anything about the ancestors, it's probably the dirt of the Demon Sect, and those demons are bad. ”

Ling Tian listened to the gossip of the two maids, could it be that Miss Rou's death was something else?

However, he didn't have time to care about how Miss Rou died.

Ling Tian unexpectedly discovered that there was an icon on the screen, which was written with the name of Chen Rou'er, that is, his dead fiancée.

Since the discovery that mobile phones can spy on others, the characters that can be displayed on the screen are all living people, and there have never been dead people, why can Chen Rouer still appear on the mobile phone screen when she is dead?

Ling Tian thought for a moment, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyang, who was wearing a luxurious sacrificial robe, passed by, he sneered, and looked at Ling Tian with the eyes of his prey, as if he was thinking about where to take the knife.

Zhang Xiaoyang stood in front of the coffin and sang loudly: "Slaughter!"

Next to the nine demon beasts, there was a butcher standing on each side, and when he heard the order, he immediately stabbed down, and immediately blood was all over the ground, although these demon beasts were quite condensing Yuan Realm cultivation, but they had long been restrained and could not resist.

At the same time, countless white lights flew out from the corpses of the nine demon beasts and merged into Ling Tian's power pool, causing Ling Tian's total strength to jump from six hundred to nearly three thousand.

Sure enough, the power pool could also absorb the power of demon beasts, although it was expected, Ling Tian was still a little surprised.

At this time, Chen Ruofeng ran out of the shed where the old ancestor was, and when he arrived in front of Ling Tian, he said with a bitter face: "I failed to convince the old ancestor, you lie down in the coffin first, and I will dig you out after the ceremony is over." "He wasn't worried about Ling Tian, but about the Nine Yin True Scripture in Ling Tian's mind.

"No, I'm tired of this superstitious ritual, wait until the table is lifted, don't play. Ling Tian said lightly, he came here just for the complete Mixed Yuan Transfer, but he didn't really come to be buried.

Flip the table?

Don't even play it?

Chen Ruofeng looked at Ling Tian like a madman, and rolled his eyes, who do you think you are? You are just a small person in the body refining stage, there are more than ten masters of the Light Condensation Yuan Realm here, even if the Yuan Force is very strong, it will not be your turn to be presumptuous.

Chen Ruofeng shook his head and walked away.

"To the sacrifice!"

Eight pairs of boys and girls sprinkled water in front of Chen Rou'er's grave, put the melons, fruits, flowers and other sacrifices prepared in advance on the offering table, burned incense and bowed.

"Spirit!"

After a simple worship, Zhang Xiaoyang sang again, this spirit is to pick up Chen Rouer's coffin, and then bury it with Ling Tian, after the joint burial, the in-laws of both parties will cry according to the marriage customs, and the marriage ceremony will be completed.

With Zhang Xiaoyang's voice, eight pairs of boys and girls walked to Chen Rou'er's grave to get the coffin out, the boy and girl were regarded as pure bodies, and they would not disturb the deceased if they carried the coffin.

Carrying the coffin is not a matter of time and a half, and suddenly, the sacrificial table shook, and an apple fell to the ground, and everyone was shocked, and the sacrifice fell to the ground, which did not seem to be a good omen.

An imperceptible hint of revenge flashed in Zhang Xiaoyang's eyes, and then he shouted, "It's not good!"

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?" Chen Qingzhi was most concerned about whether the ceremony went smoothly, and stood up when he heard the words.

"The sacrificial table is shaking, this is Miss Rou's soul frightened!" Zhang Xiaoyang frowned, and pointed at Ling Tian again: "This kid's yang qi is too heavy, even if he dies and marries Miss Rou, I'm afraid he will always suppress his wife, so that Miss Rou will not be at peace in the underworld!"

"What should I do then?" Chen Qingzhi was shocked and worried.

"There is a way, that is, it is a little painful ......" Zhang Xiaoyang pretended to hesitate.

"What's the solution, Mr. Zhang, but it doesn't matter. "Chen Qingzhi.

"Nailing his hands and feet to the back of Miss Chen's coffin and burying him alive in the ground, so that he can be crushed under his wife for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to turn over, so he will not cause trouble to Miss Chen. Zhang Xiaoyang's vengeful gaze stared straight at Ling Tian.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoyang's words came out, everyone was in an uproar, this is too ruthless, this is simply torture and killing, although Ling Tian was going to die, but he didn't bring such torture, right?!

Thinking that Ling Tian's hands and feet would be pierced through the big iron nails, nailed to the back of the coffin, and then buried alive, some maids covered their hearts and gasped, just thinking about it was terrifying.

While Zhang Xiaoyang was speaking, he walked up to Ling Tian and said, "Little bastard, I said that I would make you suffer a lot before you die, so it must count, are you scared now?"

Ling Tian stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "Oh, I thought you had some ability, it turned out that you were a big dancer, and you turned into a small trick to fool the old man." ”

"Okay, I'll let you see what a warrior's anger is!"

As soon as Ling Tian's words fell, he took a sharp breath, his chest bulging high, and then opened his mouth to spit out.

A condensed to the extreme burst out, like a bazooka, across a distance of seven or eight meters, snapped, and hit Zhang Xiaoyang's face.

Zhang Xiaoyang was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, blood bloomed on his face, his eyes were black, and his body flew out involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground.