In the midst of the loud shouts, Han Feilin's body shook, and he instantly pounced behind the Han family disciple who fled for his life, raised his hand and slashed at the back of his neck with a palm knife, and the Han family disciple who was running wildly froze for a moment, and immediately fell to the ground softly.

"Hmph, since you follow me in, you must obey my orders as soon as you want to do it, if anyone dares to retreat, don't blame Lao Tzu for killing him. ”

Han Feilin slowly turned around, coldly glanced at the five frightened Han family disciples in the tomb, snorted coldly again, turned around and walked outside the tomb, and at the same time said to his henchmen who were sneering and watching: "Carry this coward lying on the ground, and if you fail again next time, feed him to the poisonous corpse......

"Han Feilin, you are playing with fire and setting yourself on fire!"

Seeing that Han Feilin was so crazy, it was to the point of tearing off the disguise and being unscrupulous, Han Yiyi, who had been guarding her mother in the tomb, flashed sharply in her eyes and warned loudly.

While drinking lightly, there was a faint breath of a heaven-level powerhouse bursting out of her body.

Although I don't understand what Han Feilin wants to do, Han Yiyi, who has been running for a long time in the rivers and lakes, still guesses that it is not a good thing!

"What? want to do it to me?"

Turning his head and sweeping towards Han Yiyi, the corners of Han Feilin's mouth slowly hooked up a playful smile, and he grinned:

"Don't forget where you are now!Hehe, this is the territory of my Huaxi Han family, although you have advanced to the Heavenly Rank, but ...... Of course, if you were the only one to escape, you might be able to succeed, but ...... Hehe, are you the only one who can afford to leave with your biological mother behind you?hahaha......"

"Hmph! Since you entered the ancestral land of the cemetery with Ben Shao, I advise you to be more clear, don't keep thinking about doing it to me, as long as you move, your mother will be the first to suffer...... In addition, if there is any danger in Ben Shao for a while, you don't want to stand idly by! Hehe, if something happens to me here, the old man will blame him, and you mother and daughter will not be able to do well!"

As he spoke, Han Feilin nodded to his henchmen, and then looked around at several people from the outer clans of the Han family, frowned, and said to Han Yiyi:

"By the way, and these guys in front of you, you'd better keep an eye on Ben Shao, now let's leave for the second tomb, if they run away halfway, there will be no sacrifices for a while, who will come out of the top tank of your mother and daughter, this can really make Ben Shao entangled! Hahaha......"

Looking up and laughing, Han Feilin's figure shook, and he walked outside the tomb with a step.

Glancing at the few people from the outer clans of the Han family who were already scared and weak, Han Yiyi's face was completely gloomy!

Faintly, there seems to be a touch of weak paleness!

......

At the same time, in the slightly west corner of the cemetery center, Tu Xiong and Qiu Moli, who were excited, tiptoed into a huge tomb with a hole in the front and an open door.

Behind the two of them was a strange figure wearing a hat and hiding all over his body under thick clothes, and he was a fierce corpse slave from the realm of Qiu Moli.

The luck of these two people was really good, they didn't jump down directly after climbing over the wall, avoiding the bad luck of breaking their bones, walking out of more than 1,000 meters along the top of the wall, bypassing several cliffs hundreds of meters high, finding the closest section to the ground and jumping down, and entering the cemetery steadily.

With a "bang", Tu Xiong kicked the lid of the giant coffin in the center of the tomb to the ground as soon as he raised his leg.

Looking at the bottom of the luxurious coffin, which was as wide as a double bed, there was an ugly dried corpse, which was older than the one Han Feilin and his party had seen before, and the clothes on the corpse were at least in the style of the Tang and Song dynasties.

"Haha, it's really a thousand-year-old corpse. The older these ancient corpses are, the more powerful the corpse slaves they refine! Look at the scattered burial chambers in this Han family cemetery, if we can get a few more corpses back, we will make a fortune this time!"

Smirking, Qiu Moli reached out and took out a bundle of small red silk threads from the treasure bag hanging from his waist, reached out to untie the slipknot, pulled up the thread and tied it to the legs of the rotting corpse lying at the bottom of the coffin.

"Old Qiu, what are you doing here? It's just a rotting corpse, can't you just carry it and walk, what are you tying up with a red rope?"

Seeing Qiu Moli's movements, Tu Xiong, who took out a flashlight and stood aside, had a look of surprise on his face, looking at Qiu Moli's action of tying up the carrion at the bottom of the coffin with a red rope, and was puzzled.

"What do you know...... This kind of ancient corpse that has not been completely corrupted for thousands of years, even if the corpse has not yet changed into an evil spirit zombie, but just from the fact that it can erode over the years and its body is immortal, there must be something strange, and tying it up with this red rope is to prevent any abnormalities on the way to move the corpse. Hehe, it's always right to be prepared......"

As he spoke, Qiu Moli, who was busy in his hands, raised his head and grinned at Tu Xiong.

"Ouch......"

Distracted, the movements in his hands were careless for a while, and a small opening was opened between the palms and fingers by the thin and strange red thread, and the crimson blood immediately flowed out of the wound, and directly sprinkled onto the exposed body of the half-rotting ancient corpse that Qiu Moli was binding.

"Are you alright, Elder Qiu?"

Hearing Qiu Moli's cry of pain, Tu Xiong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly leaned his head closer, and with the help of the light of the flashlight, he was relieved to see that he had only opened a small opening on his finger, and then asked strangely: "Huh, is your red line still sharp, and using it to bind the ancient corpse can really prevent accidents?"

"Hehe, do you know what this red thread is made of?"

With a smile, Qiu Moli, who had already wrapped the red thread around the thigh of the rotting corpse at the bottom of the coffin, raised his head and grinned, glanced at Tu Xiong proudly, and continued:

"Don't underestimate this thin bundle of red rope, it is made of the bark of a red wood sycamore that is said to have been stopped by the real phoenix divine bird and has pure yang attributes, and after a special technique, it is refined into silk and then woven into it. ”

"This kind of red rope is not only specialized in this kind of filthy ghost thing, but also extremely tough, only slightly worse than the legendary Nine Transformations of the Silk Silkworm, with this bundle of phoenix red thread tied, even the real deceitful corpse in the coffin, and it will definitely not be able to break free......"

"Is it really that powerful?"

Tu Xiong stared at the red thread that was winding back and forth in Qiu Moli's hand, with a greedy look on his face, he inadvertently lowered his head, looked at the head of the rotting corpse in the coffin, his face suddenly changed, and his words trembled: "Hatred and hatred...... Elder Qiu, don't you have a black ...... How do you say a crow's mouth, this is ...... Is this thing really moving?"

"What? Isn't it? This kind of weird place can't be joked about...... Do you think psychic zombies are so easy to run into?"

With a smile, Qiu Moli rolled his eyes, and then subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of Tu Xiong's sight, and then, his expression changed, and the unfinished words in his mouth were even more abrupt, and he howled angrily in the blink of an eye: "No, this guy inside is spewing corpse gas...... You...... Why didn't you say it earlier......"

Seeing that the rotting corpse lying at the bottom of the coffin had spewed out streams of black gas from its mouth, which was completely a sign of imminent awakening, Qiu Mo in the angry howl couldn't care less about wrapping the "Huangtong Red Line" around Nalaoshzi, and wrapped his hands around, and hurriedly tied the red thread that had been tied to the waist and crotch of the rotting corpse into a dead knot, and the rest of the hand was stuffed into the wrapped coil, and the figure was already "slippery" and retreated.

Before the person could stand firmly, his hands had already pinched two strange "fingers", and there were words in his mouth, and with the ancient spell of exorcism inherited from the "Yin Corpse Sect", he ordered the personal corpse slave behind him who had been raised by him for many years to jump back and resist the enemy.

"Roaring ......"

Almost at the same moment, the ancient corpse in the coffin, which was alarmed by absorbing the blood that had dripped into Qiu Moli's body by inadvertently breaking his palm fingers, finally woke up completely.

I don't know if it's because this Qiu Moli's blood is too unfamiliar, and there is no trace of the blood breath of the Han clan at all, so it provokes the ancient corpse to be furious, or because the Huangtong red line that has completely bound the ancient corpse below the waist makes it feel extremely uncomfortable, in short, the ancient corpse that has just woken up, the roar from his mouth is obviously much more tyrannical and fierce than the corpse roar that Qiu Moli and Tu Xiong heard from a distance not long ago!

Qiu Mo left Tu Xiong, who was also able to retreat beside him, and screamed in fright: "Elder Qiu, what are the things buried in this secret place of the Han family?" Not long ago, I heard an angry roar in the distance, and now this master in front of us has actually cheated the corpse, it sounds like it is even more powerful than the one just now, can you stand up to this old corpse slave?"

Tu Xiong's figure with a melancholy face kept retreating, turned his head to look at Qiu Moli with a gloomy face, cried with a sad face, and then said: "There are two zombies in a row in a cemetery, didn't we look at the yellow calendar when we went out today?

"Roaring ......"

As soon as Tu Xiong's words fell, a series of strange and unspeakable roars immediately sounded outside the tomb, and it was obviously not from the same direction as the roar that came before, suddenly interrupting the unfinished words in Tu Xiong's mouth, and his whole face turned green in an instant!

As soon as he heard the sudden roar of corpses outside, Qiu Moli, who was busy chanting the ancient recipes, also changed his expression, stopped the chatter in his mouth, turned his head and scolded Tu Xiong: "Shut up, look at your broken bird's beak, no one will treat you as a dumb ...... if you don't speak."

After speaking, he glared at Tu Xiong, who was silent, and continued to chant the incantation, and soon the corpse exorcism ancient spell in his mouth finished reciting the last note, turned around and pointed to the accompanying corpse slave on his side whose whole body was covered under the thick black silk, and shouted: "Fight!"

"Whew......"

With this command, the body of the accompanying corpse slave on the side shook violently, and the head hidden under the black silk hat raised to the sky and let out a terrible roar, Ji'er's body shook suddenly, and in an instant, the heavy black silk and hat covering the surface of his body were torn apart, revealing a hideous silver **** body......