In the bottomless secret passage under the ancestral temple of Jiuhua God, Ding Chuan opened his eyes groggily, the sound of the wind in his ears, and the purpose was endless darkness, time seemed to stand still, and his body was still falling and falling.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, this dark passage was like a bottomless pit, and it didn't fall into a puddle of meat from such a high place, thinking of this, Ding Chuan shivered, and at this moment, a creepy roar came from below: "Jing Liuxu, you despicable bastard, I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood...... Come and die. ”

After a long period of suffering, a little light finally appeared below, Ding Chuan began to think about how to avoid being thrown to death, and at this moment, a deafening long whistle exploded in his ears, and the murderous aura contained in it made Ding Chuan feel like he was hammered, and a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before Ding Chuan came back to his senses, he felt that he was torn by a strong force and fell down at great speed, the force was fierce and tyrannical, and he wanted to tear him to pieces, and suddenly his scalp was cold, and with a 'poof' sound, he fell into a deep pool, although the waterhole below allowed him to avoid the fate of being crushed, but the speed at which he fell was too terrifying, even if it was in contact with the water, he fell all over his body in severe pain, and his internal organs were torn.

When his consciousness returned, he found that the sealed Yuan Li had loosened a little, surfaced from the waterhole, and began to look at the surrounding environment, his eyes just fell on the few night pearls that emitted bright light in this space, and there was a strong fishy shame in the waterhole under him, which stimulated him to gag, and then he found that the strangeness of this waterhole was not water at all, but a viscous green liquid, exuding a fishy smell.

Ding Chuan jumped up from the waterhole with a wicked chill, and before he could gain a firm foothold, with the sound of iron chains striking, an arm-thick iron rope slammed towards his Tianling Gai like an oolong, and there was a cracking sound in the air.

"Who dares to plot against the master. Ding Chuan shouted, and stepped on the magic step between the lightning and flint and moved out more than ten zhang away.

"Bang!"

The iron cable with the thickness of the arm was thrown on the ground, the soil and stones were splashed, and a deep ditch several zhang wide appeared in place, Ding Chuan was afraid for a while, if he was a little late just now, he was afraid that his head would bloom.

The clay man also has three points of anger, and Ding Chuan was furious when he was attacked and killed for no reason, he looked over with a cold light, and found that the iron cable had retreated like a spiritual wit, and he followed his gaze, and three huge blood coffins came into view.

The three vermilion coffins are very huge, two zhang long, more than one zhang wide, the blood coffins on the left and right sides are in the shape of eight flat on the ground, the only amazing thing is that the blood coffin in the middle is actually upright, the coffin is wrapped with an iron chain with a thick arm, as if there is a peerless demon imprisoned inside.

"Zombies?"

Ding Chuan's hair stood on end, and it is said that after the death of an extremely vicious person, if he is buried in an extremely cold place, a terrible corpse will occur. This creature no longer belongs to people, nor does it belong to demon beasts, it is a creature that is difficult to determine, but the only thing that is certain is that this is an extremely dangerous creature, some corpses will swallow human flesh and drink live human blood after transformation, and some old corpses in the mountains and fields that have become climates will swallow the blue flowers of the moon and enter the path of cultivation.

The creature that has undergone corpse transformation is as strong as King Kong, and the sword is difficult to hurt, and it is dozens of times stronger than the physical body of an ordinary Dust Washing Realm body refining monk, but this creature has no consciousness of its own at the beginning, only killing and bloodlust from instinct.

Ding Chuan's face became more and more pale, if the person in the blood coffin was really a terrible creature that had undergone corpse transformation, then his situation would be very dangerous, from the act of controlling the iron chain to attack and kill him just now, it could be judged that this was an old corpse king who had become a spirit.

To his relief, the coffin of the old corpse was trapped in the coffin of more than a dozen arm-thick iron chains, and the other end of the chain was firmly fixed to the mountain wall.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of 'bang-la-la' chains started again, and an arm-thick chain shot out, tightly wrapping around the blood coffin on the left, and then slammed towards Ding Chuan's head and face.

"I'm ¥#% you|uncle...... This old corpse's spiritual intelligence is inevitably too high. Cursing and cursing, although he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, Ding Chuan still didn't dare to be careless, and his feet moved left and right like a light and shadow, avoiding the iron chain and the giant coffin.

"Huh?" A startled sound came out of the blood coffin, and the iron chain that was smashed horizontally and vertically behind Ding Chuan also stopped, Ding Chuan was a little frightened, he seemed to hear a human voice just now, but he couldn't be sure, after a short silence, the blood coffin trembled, and the blood coffin moved towards Ding Chuan as if it had a foot, and it seemed to be a distance of dozens of zhang, and the blood coffin had come to Ding Chuan in the blink of an eye.

More than a dozen thick black iron chains were stretched straight, and the blood coffin appeared three feet in front of Ding Chuan, and he could no longer get close, but Ding Chuan felt a burst of fear in his heart, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to his head, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the space around him was imprisoned by an inexplicable force, and he couldn't escape at all.

The blood coffin in front of him emitted a strange red light, like undried blood, bright and dripping, although it was only a two-zhang high coffin, but it made people feel the coercion like a mountain, and the one in front of him was not like a coffin, but like a high king.

At this moment, Ding Chuan felt that his limbs were very stiff, and even the loose Yuan Force was completely sealed, and he couldn't resist at all in the face of this blood coffin, who was buried in this coffin, and there was such a terrible coercion after the corpse transformation.

"Huh, it's not Jing Liuxu's bastard, it's a hairy boy. A low and hoarse voice came out of the blood coffin again, which made people hear the hairs falling to the ground, at this moment, Ding Chuan felt an extraordinarily powerful divine sense scanning him, although through a coffin lid, Ding Chuan could still feel the penetrating gaze in the coffin, under this gaze, it seemed that everything was hidden.

Being looked at like this by an unknown creature, Ding Chuan felt like a mang on his back, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Are you a human, a ghost, a man, or a woman?"

"Bastard, I'm not dead. Ding Chuan's words seemed to poke at his sore spot, and the people in the blood coffin roared again and again, and the huge roar pierced through the golden cracked stones, like the morning bell and dusk drums ringing, and Ding Chuan's ears were about to burst.

"You and I are a three-year-old child, and if you don't die, you'll be fed and lying in a coffin. ”

"Hahahaha......" the voice coming from the blood coffin was desolate and sad, "although what you said is ugly, but it is very true, I am locked in this dark dungeon, and I am indeed no different from the living dead. ”

The huge blood coffin trembled violently, as if it wanted to open the lid of the coffin, but more than a dozen arm-thick chains outside the coffin appeared mysterious and simple patterns, firmly trapping the blood coffin, and finally the blood coffin stopped trembling, fell silent for a moment, and a low and hoarse voice sounded again: "Boy, who are you, how did you get here?"

"Why should I tell you that I don't speak to the dead? Ding Chuan, who is accustomed to seeing life and death, feels that there is only one way to die now, so it is better to die hard.

"I think you look a lot like a friend of mine, even with this arrogant demeanor. An inexplicable word came from the huge blood coffin, and Ding Chuan suddenly felt that the coercion enveloping him had weakened a lot.

"What's your friend's name?" Ding Chuan asked subconsciously.

There was silence in the blood coffin, and the people inside seemed to be caught in their memories, and after a long time, he replied with some sadness: "My friend's name is Ding Jiuhan, a guy who is both righteous and evil, he can fight for his friends when he is righteous, but he is not a thing when he is evil, my daughter was only three or four years old at the time, this guy had to let me marry my daughter to his unweaned baby." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ding Chuan's heartbeat missed half a beat because he was too excited, his eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and his breathing became heavier, and the creature in the blood coffin turned out to be his father's friend, and his father went to the barren and bitter cold land in order to seek to break the curse on his cultivation, and then disappeared as if the world had evaporated......

Ding Chuan said incoherently excitedly: "Dead ghost, oh no, it's a senior, do you know my father? Do you know where he is now?"

"What? Ding Jiuhan is your father?" The people in the huge blood coffin were even more excited than Ding Chuan, and the huge coffin lid 'banged', and it was about to crack the coffin, but the dozen or so black iron chains wrapped around the coffin revealed a few mysterious patterns, suppressing the blood coffin.

After a violent struggle, the person in the blood coffin stopped, and suddenly, two divine lights pierced out of the lid of the blood coffin, which were a pair of deep and sharp eyes, his gaze scanned back and forth on Ding Chuan's body, and then asked in a deep voice: "Are you really the baby who was not weaned back then?" Yes, you can barely be my son-in-law." ”

"Uh......" Ding Chuan was speechless for a while, he was now a young man with strong blood, but he had always been regarded as a doll by the other party, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong with what he said just now, and he said with a dark face: "You and my father are friends, I call you an elder, but don't confess your relatives here, you want your son-in-law to go crazy!"

"Phew, if it weren't for your bastard daddy pestering me with a dead face, would I have married my precious daughter to you, you kid is as cheeky as your father, you eat cheap and sell well, being able to be my son-in-law of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty is a blessing that you have cultivated in your thirty-eight lifetimes. ”

"Wait. Ding Chuan interrupted him loudly, he finally knew that something was wrong, he and Jing Yao, the princess of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, had been married when he was a child, but now how could Jing Yao have an extra father all of a sudden, Ding Chuan felt a little confused.

"Senior, have you been living dead in a coffin for a long time, and your mind is a little deranged. Ding Chuan said with some doubts: "When I was a child, I did have a marriage contract with Jing Yao, the princess of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, dare to ask who the daughter of my predecessor is?"

"Hmph, Jing Yao is my daughter, and I am the emperor of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty!"