Chapter 1941: Corpse Slave

Zhou's protector's name is Wednesday Huai, and he is a big protector under the six-wheel coffin slave seat of the Coffin Sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Because the method of cultivation is relatively yin and evil, the coffin sect not only needs to sacrifice living people, but also needs to refine the corpses of living people for their own drive, so they often catch some living people.

However, when it comes to guarding the living, there will inevitably be negligence, which will allow some people to escape secretly.

And this Wednesday Huai is the torture hall protector specially used to arrest these escapees.

Usually in the Black Water Corpse Land, in fact, there is no need for Zhou Huai to take action in person, just let the disciples under the seat arrest it.

But this time, because the people who escaped were more special, the elders of the six-wheel coffin slaves sent Zhou Huai and Yu Jian to come out with three corpse slaves.

Wednesday Huai and Yu Jian discussed a little, and the two of them were like lightning, and they hurriedly rushed towards the place where Liu Lang and the two women were staying.

The distance of more than 100 meters is only a few seconds.

Wednesday Huai couldn't see Liu Lang's cultivation clearly, and when he saw that he dared to pretend to be the sect master, he stood under the tree and pointed at Liu Lang and shouted: "Hey, where did the dogs come from?" Dare to pretend to be the sect master of my coffin sect to swagger and deceive here, are you impatient? ā€

Liu Lang had already noticed them, but he was stunned when he heard this, "Coffin Sect Master? ā€

Looking at the two women lying on the ground trembling, Liu Lang suddenly suddenly said in his heart: Could it be that the sect master of the coffin sect is like this?

Although he was still a little puzzled in his heart, Liu Lang sneered, jumped directly from the tree, faded away the ghost aura around him, tilted his head and pretended: "What? Are you from the Coffin Sect? ā€

On Wednesday, Huai and Yu Jian couldn't help but be slightly stunned when they saw Liu Lang's figure, and he turned out to be a young descendant.

In their hearts, those who can condense into the form of a Buddha with ghost qi must also be the elder advanced cultivators of the Coffin Sect, but seeing that Liu Lang is young, Zhou Huai and the others are a little contemptuous.

Yu Jian didn't say hello to Liu Lang, walked quickly to the two women, grabbed their hair one by one, and roared viciously: "Damn it, the sect master has always taken you with him, let you taste all the glory and wealth, and have fun with so many disciples in the sect, you dare to escape!" ā€

Both hands released at the same time, and slapped the two women twice.

The two women were already frightened by Liu Lang, and they didn't dare to raise their heads before, but after being arrested at this time, they saw that the original black Buddha was gone, and suddenly saw Zhou Huai and Yu Jian, and suddenly suddenly.

Before they had time to beg for mercy, the two of them had already been slapped and fell directly to the ground, but they didn't dare to cry out for pain at all, and immediately knelt in front of Yu Jian again, trembling and begging for mercy: "Lord Deacon, spare your life!" ā€

"Hmph, spare your life? Wait until I get you back, and see what the sect master does with you!" ā€

Yu Jian didn't have the slightest pity on his face, and he flew up with two feet again, kicking the two of them to the ground.

The two of them had been kicked so that the corners of their mouths were oozing blood, but they didn't dare to make any mistakes at all, they tried to climb back, and knelt in front of Yu Jian again, trembling.

When Liu Lang saw this, he was horrified in his heart, sighed secretly, and generally understood what happened in his heart.

I was afraid of the identities of these two women before, so I turned into a black Buddha and pretended, but I didn't expect that I was mistaken for the sect master of the coffin sect.

Now that he has no worries, Liu Lang will naturally not die without help.

Moreover, saving these two women may save you a lot of trouble in finding the coffin.

With a raised brow, Liu Lang hugged his shoulder, stepped on the leg of the dead pig with one foot, stared at Zhou Huai with a smile, and said unhurriedly: "Yo, what's the matter, these two women have fallen in love with Lao Tzu, do you still want to snatch them away?" ā€

Wednesday Huai was stunned when he heard this, and immediately laughed: "Fancy it? Boy, you really have a good tone, why do you like it? Just the Black Buddha you just conjured? ā€

"Phew!"

Wednesday Huai spat directly at Liu Lang, and said with disdain: "Do you think Lao Tzu is stupid?" Can you conjure up the Black Buddha as the sect master's kind of cultivation? Cut, Lao Tzu clearly felt just now that your appearance of the black Buddha does not have the slightest power to attack, what's the matter, if you want to be abducted, you don't want to see who your Zhou Ye is! ā€

Wednesday Huai said as he slowly pulled out a scimitar.

The scimitar was dark all over, and it was covered with an eerie corpse aura, and it looked like there was no shortage of sharp weapons.

Pointing at Liu Lang with a scimitar, Wednesday Huai provoked: "Boy, our sect master is the unique black Buddha in the Kunlun realm, even the old things in the Praruo Temple are afraid of three points, today, you dare to pretend to be the sect master?" ā€

"Say, do you want me to do it myself, or do you obediently kneel down and let Lao Tzu take it out and refine it into a corpse slave?"

When Liu Lang heard this, he was immediately happy, and chuckled: "Why, do you think that the five of you can deal with me?" ā€

"What?"

Wednesday Huai was stunned, and looked at Liu Lang suspiciously, as if he didn't expect Liu Lang to know that he had five people.

The other three people are the corpse slaves they brought, so they don't see any cultivation on their bodies at all, but their strength is all at the level of low-grade ghosts, and because of the particularity of the corpse slaves, there are no complex emotions and human emotions, let alone any pain and fear, and if you really fight, your strength will definitely surpass that of the corpse slaves.

After Wednesday Huai was stunned for a moment, he quickly calmed down and laughed: "Yo, boy, do you still have two more hits?" Well, since you know that my people are here, you'd better surrender and avoid the pain of flesh and skin. ā€

Syllable!

Wednesday Huai snapped his fingers, and the three corpse slaves who were originally lurking in the shadows immediately jumped down from the trees on Liu Lang's back and left and right.

The eyes of the three corpse slaves were full of gloomy aura, as if they were born killers, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all.

Wednesday Huai pointed at Liu Lang and shouted: "Boy, Lao Tzu counts three times, if you don't kneel down again, don't blame me for being polite!" ā€

staring at Liu Lang playfully, Wednesday Huai shouted: "One ......"

The two women of Wendie and Ruodong were lying on the ground, and they were already frightened by the three souls and two souls, and when they saw that Liu Lang was the black Buddha they knelt down to worship just now, they were stunned in their hearts, but they were also faintly worried.

When they saw Wednesday and Huai and the others appearing, they knew that they couldn't escape back at all, but when they saw Liu Lang in a crisis in order to save themselves, they couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

Wen Die plucked up his courage and shouted loudly: "This big brother, you go quickly, you can't be the opponent of the corpse slave!" ā€

"Don't worry about us, you saved us today, it's a great favor for us, don't take yourself anymore."

"Smack!"

Yu Jian saw that Wen Die still dared to speak for others, so he slapped her hard again, and scolded angrily: "Damn, it's hard to protect yourself, and you still want to take care of others?" (To be continued.) )