Immediately afterwards, the coffin that fell out of the mouth of the giant snake Xiangliu unexpectedly shook violently.

My pupils shrank when I saw this, there must be a corpse inside, so I don't know whose corpse it would be.

Could it be the body of King Chuzhuang? At present, in this Warring States tomb, Wei Du has not seen the corpse of King Chuzhuang.

As if to verify what I had said, the pitch-black coffin exploded violently, and a puff of black gas floated out of it.

The lid of the coffin was quickly corroded by this black gas, and it was pushed away with great force from the inside, and a pitch-black palm stretched out of the coffin.

Grasping both sides of the coffin, I saw that the nails on the dark palms were very sharp, and the bones of the hands were very thick.

It is also covered with tiny scales, which form an inverted triangle and fit densely on the back of the hand.

I looked at the black hands from a distance, and I frowned when I saw that the hands of a zombie were covered with scales.

The scales were found only on snakes, and the corpse gripped the sides of the coffin with both hands.

He didn't continue to move, and the white-skinned old raccoon dog watched playfully, his huge claws kicking on the ground.

"Yo, there's another ancient corpse here? Is it a powerful zombie king? ”

"The main lord hiding in the back, come out, in front of me, you can't hide your figure."

Suddenly, the white-skinned old raccoon dog looked in one direction, and I followed its gaze.

The white-skinned old raccoon felt that there were still people here, it must be the glasses man or Jin Pengfei.

At the passage where Xiang Liu was originally eating, there was a person standing at the farthest eighth entrance.

A gray cloak covers most of his body, hiding his face in the shadows, leaving only a silhouette.

I stared closely, but it was too far away, and it didn't really look real, as if my face was covered in fog.

He simply didn't give up, and instantly used the Blood Demon Pupil Technique, focusing his eyes on trying to look at that person again.

I don't know who this person is, but I can at least conclude from the clothes that it is not Professor Liu, the man with glasses.

But this person is not Jin Pengfei, and he can't help but curse in his heart: Damn, why are there so many strangers.

The man hiding in the shadows moved his fingers and pulled out a white round object from his body.

Although I didn't see this man's appearance clearly, I could see the things in his hand clearly.

It was a child's head, with many small circular holes dug out of it, distributed in different parts.

Seeing this thing, it instantly reminded me of a person, the corpse chaser Wang De who I killed.

At that time, Wang De had a Huangquan bone flute in his hand, and the things that the person in front of him was holding were almost the same as the Huangquan bone flute.

Sure enough, the man took the child's white bone in his hand, put it under his mouth, and played it gently.

A trace of soundless rhythm floated in the field, and the voice was still very soft and not harsh.

However, the more I listened, the more I felt that something was wrong, and my eyes seemed to be intrigued.

My body writhed unconsciously as if it was out of control, which scared me.

Hurriedly beat the will and suppressed his left hand with his right hand, because the left hand was moving very much at this time.

A panic arose in my heart: What kind of magic is this? A little bit of rhythm can affect consciousness.

His heart was in a mess in an instant, and he shook his body slightly, took a few steps back, and looked directly at the person who played the evil song.

Maybe I reacted a little bit, and the white-skinned old raccoon who was originally jokingly watching the play felt that he was actually looking at me.

The eyes on the huge skull were slightly narrowed, and the teeth were bared very humanely, looking extremely dissatisfied.

I couldn't help but say in my heart: Damn, you are an old raccoon, and you are still so humane.

What's that fucking look on your face? No matter how you look at it, it's like me.

Damn, I'm actually despised by a brute, even though this brute may have a very high cultivation.

I saw that the white-skinned old raccoon dog was surging and powerful, swept out of its body, and actually attacked me quickly.

This sudden demon element can be said to have really blinded me, mainly because I was scared.

What's crazy about this old monster? Just told me that you had something to talk about, and attacked me with your backhand?

But I still thought wrongly, this demon yuan was very gentle, and unexpectedly surrounded me.

Firmly protected in the demon element, forming a powerful protection, a slight surprise flashed in my eyes.

What is this old monster doing to protect me with the demon element? It's completely confusing by it.

"You"

I looked at the white-skinned old raccoon and asked suspiciously, but I didn't know how to ask.

There is no follow-up, so I can only stand in place and watch like this, spitting out the black coffin of Xiangliu.

The body seemed to be evacuated, and the black snake head was already a little sluggish, and it was coiled in a circle again.

The sad and soft melody of the man hiding in the darkness lingered, but I could no longer hear it.

Immediately after, I seemed to understand something, it should be the demon element of the white-skinned old raccoon that played a role.

Completely block this demonic sound that can affect people's hearts, but this person sees that the rhythm he blows is useless to me.

The white-skinned old raccoon didn't do anything at all, completely ignoring the sound, and simply stopped playing.

He put the instrument made of the child's skull in his hand and hid it again, and coughed.

"Old fellow, it's a surprise that you're here, it's a good thing for me."

Surprisingly, I heard this man speak and thought his voice was very harsh.

But I can't say anything strange, as if I deliberately suppressed my voice to say it.

The white-skinned old raccoon walked slowly, its tail flicking from time to time, and the air that was pumping cracked.

"Get out, it's okay to call your master over."

The white-skinned old raccoon man was really unkind when he spoke, and he directly asked the man in the shadows to get out.

But my focus is not here, but in my heart: Has this person changed his voice?

He's just a pawn? Is there someone more powerful in the back?

The gray-robed man seemed to be enraged, and shouted angrily: "Old fellow, don't think I'm afraid of you. ”

I saw this man's hands moving together, making strange handprints, obviously casting a spell.

The black hands in the pitch-black coffin moved again, and a figure suddenly stood upright.

He wears a large black robe with a red jumpsuit from the waist down.

On the two sleeves of the black Hanfu imperial robe, two dragons and two phoenixes are embroidered respectively.

It shows the majesty and luxury of this royal robe, with a crown on his head and a bead chain on it.

When I saw this shadow standing up in the black coffin, I was sure of his identity.

This corpse, which has turned into a zombie king, is the Chu Zhuang King Xiong Couple that I can't find everywhere.

This bear couple is extremely ugly at the moment, and there is no trace of what a person should look like.

If it weren't for this imperial robe, which can only be worn by emperors, I wouldn't have been able to determine his identity.

The body hidden under the imperial robe has been completely distorted, and has become tall and stout.

The nostrils are still spewing corpse gas, obviously this zombie king is very powerful, no worse than plum blossoms.

Even the momentum has overshadowed the plum blossoms, and I am afraid that he has the strength of a high-level zombie king.

Such a powerful zombie king, let me look at it with a straight grin, and I was secretly preparing to release plum blossoms.

I don't have plum blossoms by my side, but with three paper figures, it's really not enough to save my life.

Who knew that this bear couple had become a zombie king, and the white-skinned old raccoon didn't care about it, and he didn't look at it.

Squatted lazily on the ground, sneering and yelling: "Necropsy? ”