In the cavern, the Thousand Golems returned to the huge suspended coffin.

Only the last chain is left in the seal of the nine-chain coffin, and when the time is calculated, it is also the last moment to unseal.

He spread his right hand and swiped it across the air towards the thick chain. With a click, the last of the chains crumbled, and even the blood-colored streak that was left on the coffin's surface dissipated.

Bang! Bang bang! A powerful voice of agitation. A terrible qi machine poured out of the coffin, followed by a roar.

The coffin board rose into the sky and was torn apart in the air, but the strange thing was that the coffin had lost its last support, but it was still floating in the air.

A human-like hand, except with longer nails, pressed to the side of the coffin. Then a figure sat up slowly, with long gray-white hair, a miserable white face, and dark eyes without the whites of the eyes.

His clothes were in tatters, revealing solid muscles. He had turned into a ghoul, but his flesh and blood had not dried up, but was as full as before.

On the bare chest, a lifelike tiger head pattern is very prominent. He is Yang Mang, the leader of the bandit army, and the master of the three products of Shenwu during his lifetime.

There was some surprise in the tone of the thousand puppets: "Although my master is a little stupid, but the seal of this nine-chain coffin, coupled with the method of raising corpses of dead qi, has indeed restored your powerful body." Now, although you can no longer exert your strength, but you have turned into a ghoul, you should awaken your natal supernatural powers, and your strength is even further than before. Yang Mang tilted his head and looked at the thousand puppets, but did not respond.

In those dark eyes, a tyranny was brewing.

"I've fulfilled my promise, and now it's your turn." The thousand golems stretched out their palms and spoke again: "Give me that scale." As soon as the words fell, Yang Mang in the coffin disappeared, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the thousand puppets.

The broad palm pressed against the ghost's face, and the thousand golems flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, sinking heavily into the rock wall.

A cold voice came out of Yang Mang's mouth: "No one can order me, the reason why I didn't kill you in the first place is just that I think you still have some use." The strength in his hand continued to increase, and the head with the ghost face was also constantly deformed.

As long as he pushes a little harder, the head of the thousand golems will shatter like a watermelon! But at this moment, he turned around, and where there should have been nothing, a figure emerged from the rock wall, and it turned out to be a thousand puppets!

Then he looked at the person holding it under the palm of his hand, and in a few moments he turned into a mass of carrion.

"The stand-in method of the puppet corpse, a boring little trick."

"It's a small trick, but it's useful." The golem said this, and then raised the scales in his hand. It turned out that he was deliberately attacked just now, the purpose was to seize the scales on Yang Mang's body.

Because he knew that with the character of the other party, it was absolutely impossible to hand over this thing as agreed. Yang Mang found himself being teased, and black death qi erupted from his body.

The right hand was raised, the fingers were a little bit, and the attack formed by the condensation of the dead qi surged out like thunder.

This blow was extremely powerful, and the hard cave wall turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye, and the entire Shuliang City trembled!

When the dust and smoke dissipated, Yang Mang looked ahead, but found that the other party's figure had long been gone. In the void, the voice of the thousand puppets sounded: "I said, this scale is useless to you, you might as well tell you another news before leaving, there are twelve gods who are rushing here." The words fell, and there was no more breath of a thousand puppets around.

"Divine general?" Yang Mang snorted coldly when he heard this. He wants more dead air! Taking a deep breath, he found the place with the heaviest breath of the living in Shuliang City in an instant, but in an instant, he disappeared into the night.

"You fix his body in this way, and you can greatly alleviate the pain." Qin Feng commanded.

"Thank you." After the injured demon slayer was treated, his pain was greatly reduced, and he was sincerely grateful.

"You're welcome." Bang! At this moment, a strong earthquake was felt, and the entire restaurant was shaken.

"What's going on?" The people in the restaurant became panicked and looked out. But the doors and windows were tightly closed, and there were only a few candles lit in the restaurant, so it was very dim, how could they know what was going on outside?

Cang Feilan, who was guarding the door, suddenly frowned, and Qin Feng's heart beat wildly for no reason. He could feel that a terrifying oppression was approaching, and something was coming!

Bang! There was a roar in the ears, the restaurant was smashed by an unknown force, rubble and wood chips and rubble were splashed, and the people screamed.

Seeing this, Qin Feng didn't dare to slack off, his righteousness condensed, and the Haotian Mirror took shape. The white mirror is like a barrier, resisting most of the damage for the people in the restaurant.

When the turmoil gradually subsided, Qin Feng looked up. The restaurant had been destroyed and completely exposed, and a figure stood in the air, overlooking them.

The miserable white face, the dark eyes, and the aura on the body made people shudder. Qin Feng saw the tiger head pattern on the other party's chest, his eyes widened, and he already had a guess in his heart about the identity of the other party-Yang Mang!

"Who are you?" Although the demon slayer guarding the restaurant was scared, he still insisted on asking.

"Be careful!" Qin Feng reminded. Then, the slightest raindrop fell on everyone's faces. The people were a little dazed and touched the raindrops, and by the faint light, they looked at the palms of their hands, and what caught their eyes was a shocking red!

Looking at the demon slayer who asked before, the upper body has long been missing. I only saw the corner of Yang Mang's mouth, and I don't know when there was a touch of red!

Some people were frightened, and some people let out hysterical screams, which resounded in the night sky.

"It's too noisy." The cold words came out, and the people who screamed instantly fell silent. It's just blood-red rain, spilling the restaurant all over.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to make a sound anymore, even if they were extremely scared, they still covered their mouths and tried their best to restrain the fear in their hearts.

"Scholar of the Holy Dao?" Yang Mang looked at Qin Feng. Qin Feng also looked at the other party with a solemn expression, the terrifying strength of the other party was not much better than the group of people who invaded Jinyang City at the beginning!

Cang Feilan dodged and protected Qin Feng's body, fully guarded. Yang Mang glanced at it with interest: "The smell on your body is somewhat familiar, different from ordinary people." Is it a treasure that shields the breath? I used to smell this scent, it was a being from above, traveling for nine days, overlooking all beings. You're a dragon." Cang Feilan's pale cyan eyes widened suddenly, and Qin Feng looked at her in some surprise.

The voice did not fall. At the border of the night sky, a red light broke through the sky, with an unrivaled momentum! The realm under the thousand puppets was shattered inch by inch like a mirror under a single shot.

And the speed of the red light did not decrease, cutting through the night, it actually sank into Yang Mang's chest, knocking his whole person out of the air!

At about the same moment, a figure followed. Dressed in green clothes, black Dayu. When Qin Feng saw the comer, his eyes widened, it was Lord Spear Immortal!