"Fellow Daoist, what do you see?"

Cang Dao hurriedly asked, what was inside the coffin, it was even possible to injure a powerful Venerable Lord just by looking at it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It smiled at me, it actually smiled at me, it can't be, it can't ........" Old Ancestor Murong spoke incoherently, his face was terrified, and his body trembled.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked, what was in the coffin, who was smiling at Murong Old Ancestor.

Gu Tian stared at this swarthy coffin board, didn't it disappear in the Phoenix Secret Realm, how could it appear here, and the coffin board at this moment was too quiet, so quiet that it was weird.

And that coffin, Gu Tian fought fiercely with it on the white bone ship in the misty swamp that day, and entered the coffin, among which there was a dried corpse, with a green light in his eyes, extremely weird, not only the remnants of the consciousness of the corpse itself or the psychic spirit of the corpse, in short, there was definitely a great danger in the coffin.

"The misty swamp is very far away from here, how can the coffin on the white bone ship appear here!" Gu Tian was puzzled, and in the depths of the white bone ship, there was a fog, and I didn't know what existed in the depths.

At this time, a master of the Blood Clothes Sect walked out, he only cultivated the Heavenly Gate Realm, and he may be a great powerhouse in the outside world, but here, it is the existence of the bottom.

However, the man strode towards the coffin.

"Open!"

He pressed the coffin board with both hands and tried to push the coffin away, but his whole body exploded, and the coffin board was like a mountain, exuding a heavy and majestic aura, and it didn't move at all.

Everyone was puzzled, was the Bloody Cloth Sect stupid, how could the coffin of the quasi-saint be so easy to open, and even a Heavenly Gate monk dared to come out and be embarrassed.

However, at this moment, the blood-clothed monk suddenly roared, blood splattered all over his body, and his flesh expanded rapidly, turning into a six-zhang tall giant, and his whole body erupted with a roaring sound. Suddenly, with a bang, the coffin board was pushed open!

"Huh!"

As soon as the coffin board was pushed open, a red-haired arm stretched out like lightning. He grabbed the blood-clad monk by the neck, snapped it off, and pulled the headless body into the coffin.

"Whoa!"

In the coffin, blood splattered, and there was a sound of devouring flesh and blood. Outside the coffin, a bloody head gurgled and rolled at the feet of everyone!

"There's something in the coffin!"

The evil ghost of the Bloody Cloth Sect said, he wore a demon mask, and his appearance was fierce and vicious, he stepped forward, and his finger was dipped in a drop of the blood of the dead monk of the Bloody Cloth Sect, and he flicked his fingers in the void, and suddenly the drop of blood was cut open, turning into a blood-colored light curtain.

In the blood-colored light curtain, everyone saw a picture appear on it. On the picture, a red-haired dry corpse was holding a corpse and gnawing at it, and when everyone looked over, the red-haired monster suddenly raised its head, revealing a terrifying face, and looked at everyone with green eyes.

Everyone was shocked, is this the situation in the coffin, their faces couldn't help but turn pale, no one thought that there would be such a red-haired dry corpse in the coffin.

At the same time, the crowd was also terrified and jealous of the Bloody Cult's actions. Letting a person die is to see what is hidden in the coffin, and this technique can already be called evil magic.

"The red-haired dry corpse, is it a quasi-saint corpse?" asked Zhang Sanmad. He consciously stood next to Gu Tian, first to ask for shelter, and then to get closer to Dugu and seek defeat.

Gu Tian didn't answer, because when he fell into the coffin that day, there was indeed such a dried corpse, but he couldn't be sure that this dried corpse was a quasi-saint dry corpse.

"Nope. No, what I just saw was not this dried corpse, I just saw the quasi-holy corpse! The power of the Holy Dao is unimaginable, I only took a slight spied on it and was taken seriously, although this dried corpse is evil, it is not the quasi-holy corpse!"

Murong Old Ancestor said suddenly, and everyone was stunned when they heard this.

What's going on, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the blood shadow of the Bloody Cloth Sect, and everyone also saw a red-haired arm just now grabbing the Bloody Monk into the coffin, there is no doubt that there is definitely a red-haired dried corpse in the coffin.

However, how to explain the quasi-saint corpse that Murong Old Ancestor saw, could it be wrong?

"Impossible, Daoyou has cultivated as the pinnacle of the Lord for many years, and Tianyantong is even more superb, Daoyou saw the quasi-holy corpse, and there must be a quasi-holy corpse in the coffin, but this red-haired dry corpse ........"

Cang Dao shook his head and said, his face changed, and he couldn't decide for a while.

"Daddy, baby, go take a look......." Gu Tian's shoulder, the little guy was very curious and wanted to fly to see it.

"No!" Gu Tianyi held him down, his face was solemn, if there was really a quasi-saint corpse in the coffin, the little guy would be unpredictable.

"Click!"

At this moment, a strange sound came from the coffin, and everyone was so frightened that they all fell back, staring at the coffin with a strict vigilance.

A dried corpse slowly stood up from the coffin, the white bones of the whole body were covered with red hair, and the red hair was still stained with blood, and the face was like a demon walking out of the region.

"Hmm, this dried corpse has a quasi-holy aura on its body!"

Cang Dao suddenly exclaimed, Gu Tian heard the words, and felt carefully, sure enough, on the body of this dried corpse, there was an unusual aura, this aura was full of coercion, and there was a terrifying power.

"Click, click!"

A strange sound came from the throat of the red-haired corpse, as if it was speaking, but it was difficult to understand.

Suddenly, it leaped into the crowd with a red tornado.

"Alert!

Someone yelled, slashed with a sword in his hand, and slashed the red-haired corpse, but the red-haired corpse quickly disappeared from the crowd, leaving the red-haired hair scattered in the void and falling like cow hair.

In front of the red hair falling, Gu Tian suddenly felt a strong crisis, suddenly retreated, and yelled: "Don't let the red hair get on your body!"

Next to him, Cang Dao and Murong Old Ancestor, as well as some monks who reacted quickly, scattered around, avoiding these red hairs, however, some monks believed that they were excellent in cultivation, like splitting these red hairs with a palm wind, but found that these red hairs ignored his palm attack at all, and fell straight down, and in the monk's stunned eyes, they fell on their heads and bodies.

"Huh?!My neck is so itchy, what's the matter........ these hairs are drilling into my body!"

One of the Dao masters suddenly exclaimed, and then his face changed, he became frightened, and he became terrifying, because on his face, visible to the naked eye, there were tufts of red hair, and then, on his neck, arms, fingers, and finally, even on his mouth, nose, and eyes.

In an instant, a powerful Dao Master turned into a red-haired monster, and his red hair stood on end.

Then, next to him, a few more people screamed again and again, turning into monsters covered with red hair, with terrifying faces, vaguely, they were somewhat similar to the red-haired dry corpse.

"Oh-"

In the distance, in the darkness, the red-haired dried corpse reappeared, the red hair all over the body emitted a red light, and let out a strange and deep cry, and then, in the crowd, these red-haired monks suddenly trembled, their faces became sluggish, and they turned their heads one by one and walked towards the red-haired dry corpse.

"Wang Er, where are you going, stop!" Zhang Sanmad grabbed a monk who had become a red-haired monster, his old Zhang family's monks were all dead after entering the tomb, leaving only Wang Er of the Wang family next door, who was his best friend, seeing that Wang Er had become a red-haired monster, Zhang Sanmad was extremely sad and unbearable.

"Roar!"

However, to Zhang Sanmad's surprise, Wang Er suddenly turned his head, let out a beast-like roar, opened his mouth full of red hair, and bit Zhang Sanmad's arm.

"Ahh

Zhang San screamed in pain and kicked Wang Er out with one kick, but what frightened him was that the wound on his arm that was bitten by Wang Er came out, and red hairs quickly grew.

"Cut off your arm!"

Gu Tian's face changed, and he shouted loudly, this red hair would still be infected.

"Poof!"

Zhang San was a madman with a ruthless heart, gritted his teeth, and cut off his arm with a knife, and the severed arm fell to the ground, instantly submerged by red hair, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of blood.

When everyone saw this, they all changed their color, and their hearts were shocked! Even Cang Dao and Murong Old Ancestor also had a look of horror on their faces.

Gu Tian was frightened, this red hair was too terrifying!

"Oh!"

In the distance, the red-haired corpse let out a low roar, summoning the monk who had turned into a red-haired monster and disappeared into the darkness like a walking corpse.

"Bang dang!"

As soon as the red-haired corpse left, a loud sound suddenly came from the coffin, and then, a rushing coercion emanated from the coffin, sweeping like a hurricane, making everyone's hearts tremble and stand unsteadily. (To be continued.) )