Zhou Yun's feet have turned into a large square hollow at some point, and in the hollow is a crystal coffin, and in the coffin is a pale corpse with fangs, lying in it

The corpse was wearing a black robe, and a strange beast was tattooed on its chest, which looked polite and powerful.

Of course, what really frightened Zhou Yun's legs was that the corpse had a pair of narrow eyes on his face, looking at him coldly, Zhou Yun only felt that there was an endless ice and snow world in those eyes, just looking at it, he felt that even the blood on his body was about to turn into ice crystals.

He was trembling, his face was pale, the temperature on his body dropped sharply, and he wanted to walk down from the crystal coffin, but found that his legs were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't step up at all.

"Zhou Yun, don't be afraid, run over. ”

Lian Xiao saw Zhou Yun's abnormality, she stretched out her hand and walked forward cautiously.

However, Zhou Yun just looked at Lian Xiao with a wry smile, let alone running away, he couldn't even move now. He knew very well in his heart that the corpse under his feet was definitely the so-called zombie win.

Zombies are not corpse golems. Corpse puppets are equivalent to having cut off the road, and even if they are alive in the future, they will one day be just walking dead, but zombies are different, zombies still have their own direction of cultivation, and over time, their strength will become stronger and stronger.

Ying Gou was already a powerful Heaven Rank powerhouse 90,000 years ago, and now that 90,000 years have passed, Zhou Yun doesn't need to imagine how strong his strength is, because any of his imagination may just be a joke.

And Zhou Yun, at this time, stood on such a person who penetrated the sky and the earth, and trampled him under his feet. The more Zhou Yun thought about it, his legs couldn't help but weaken.

Those myths that can withstand all the pressure by relying on their minds have become jokes after all when faced with real strength.

Zhou Yun wanted to cry without tears.

"It's useless, he can't move now. ”

Zhuang Ming found Zhou Yun's embarrassment, he stood in the corner of the house, such an angle made him just avoid Ying Gou's sight, so the pressure was not great.

Lian Xiao took her hand back when she heard this, she gritted her teeth, her fingers swelled, and a long whip appeared in her hand.

"Catch. ”

Lian laughed and snorted, and waved his long whip towards Zhou Yun.

"Smack. ”

The whip sounded, and Zhou Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand, but unfortunately, his movements were a little stiff after all, so he didn't catch the whip.

Lian Xiao withdrew the whip, her brows furrowed, and she waved it again, but it was towards Zhou Yun's waist.

"Smack!"

This side was right in Zhou Yun's waist, and Lian Xiao retracted it violently, pulling Zhou Yun's body back.

Zhuang Ming jumped up, hugged Zhou Yun, and put him in the corner.

"Whew. ”

Zhou Yun sat down on the ground.

When he was standing on the crystal coffin just now, he had the feeling of lying on the soldering iron, life was worse than death. Even at this moment, it is difficult for him to come back to his senses, that feeling, whoever tries knows it.

"Who told you to ruin the great affairs of the widows? ”

A feminine voice came, and the four Zhuang Ming stood upside down, carefully looking at the crystal coffin in front of them.

"Click, click. ”

There was a sound of the coffin board moving, and the crystal coffin also moved.

Zhuang Ming felt that his teeth were sore, and the bursts of sounds seemed to scratch his heart, and there was an unstoppable feeling that made him uncomfortable.

"Smack!"

The lid of the crystal coffin lifted suddenly, and then closed again.

But this movement made the four Zhuang Ming almost jump in fright.

Immediately all sounds seemed to die out, and the room became silent.

However, just when Zhuang Ming wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the coffin lid of the entire crystal coffin suddenly flipped over.

"Boom. ”

The coffin lid slammed into the wall of the tower, and it actually passed through the wall, smashing the tower into a rather large hole.

Coincidentally, this giant hole is just between Zhuang Ming and Zhao Xueer.

Seeing this, Lian Xiao's face showed joy, she looked at Zhuang Ming and Zhao Xue'er and shouted, "Run!"

Lian Xiao and Zhou Yun are opposite Zhuang Ming at this time, if you want to come over, you have to cross the crystal coffin in the middle, at this time the crystal coffin has been opened, and Ying Gou has also woken up, and if you want to pass through, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

At this time, Zhuang Ming and Zhao Xue'er escaped was already the best result.

Zhuang Ming frowned, turned to look at Zhao Xue'er and found that the other party was also looking at him, he couldn't help but laugh, looked at Lian Xiao, and shook his head.

Not to mention that it was impossible for a man who was probably an absolute powerhouse in the Heavenly Rank to escape, even if he could, how could he escape with peace of mind.

He is a human being in two lives, and he doesn't dare to say through life and death, but at least he won't be reluctant to do so.

"Run, do I give permission?"

The cold voice sounded again, Zhuang Ming smiled bitterly, and spread his hands towards the opposite side, revealing a helpless expression.

Yes, I can't escape if I want to.

In the crystal coffin, a figure stood up, and before Zhuang Ming could see it clearly, the figure was already standing in front of Zhou Yun.

He didn't move, and an astonishing aura swung in all directions.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The high walls on all sides disappeared as if the ice and snow were melting.

Zhuang Ming stood on the empty platform, looking at Ying Gou in a black robe, and suddenly felt cold from beginning to end.

The temperament of Yinggou has changed too much.

The winning hook in Bai Xun's dream is like a hegemonic emperor, with absolute control of confidence or conceit in every word and deed, but at this time, Ying Gou has a cold atmosphere, which makes people shudder.

This feeling is even stronger than the drought and Hou Qing that Zhuang Ming saw in Bai Xun's dream.

Obviously, the strength of Yinggou is definitely far greater than that of the drought and Houqing back then.

Ying Gou stood beside Zhou Yun, but he didn't say anything, just watched everything in the corpse puppet country from a distance, and was silent.

Zhou Yun lowered his head, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to move, the former king of the Thousand Illusions Academy, at this time, he just wanted to be as humble as dust.

"You're here. ”

Ying Gou suddenly spoke.

Zhuang Ming looked around, but found that there was no one.

"Win hook. ”

A hoarse voice came.

Zhuang Ming subconsciously looked up, and a figure slowly fell beside Zhuang Ming.

"It's you!"

Zhuang Ming exclaimed.

The child-like face, the pale face, was only a stone's throw away from him.

Night Autumn!

"Win Gou, 90,000 years!"

Yeqiu's voice was hoarse, not at all like when I first met.

Ying Gou turned around and looked at Yeqiu with a deep expression.

"High Priest. ”

Ying Gou paused and looked at Yeqiu coldly.

"Aren't you still dead?"

"Death?"

Yeqiu smiled.

"Hahahaha, I've been waiting for 90,000 years, how can I die, win the hook, I can't wait any longer, today between you and me, after all, there will be a point. ”

"As you wish. ”

Win hook indifferently.

"So before that......"

Yeqiu glanced at the four of them.

"Clean up these eyesores first. ”

Yeqiu said, waving his hand at Zhuang Ming.