At this moment, all the noise outside seemed to disappear, and the ghoul roared without a trace.

There was a gust of wind blowing in his ears, echoing throughout the hall.

Gu Chuan couldn't help but shudder, his lips were slightly chapped, his hands suddenly drooped, and he turned his head to look at the thing that had just trapped him—a huge copper coffin erected in the middle of the main hall, and he was stunned.

On the bronze coffin, the yin qi floated, and this breath was almost exactly the same as the breath oozing out from under the sigil.

At this moment, Gu Chuan's mind suddenly remembered the words he had said before Su Qin handed him the sigil, which was taken from the corner of the thousand-year-old bronze coffin.

What about this memory?

Gu Chuan looked at the stone pillars that emitted a glimmer of light around him, and was surprised that they were so much like the four pillars of light that trapped that old thing, could it be that he appeared here because of him?

Here are its memories!

Just as the old guy peeked into his own memories before, he could also see the memories of the old guy in his body.

But this time it feels more real and weird than that time!

He looked around, especially the bronze coffin in front of him, which revealed a strange aura, and a thought flashed in his mind, this scene seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but it was clearly the first time he had seen it.

He stretched out his hand and stepped forward hesitantly.

At this moment, the terrifying feeling of suffocation trapped in the copper coffin hit again.

Whew~

Gu Chuan's eyes widened suddenly, he took a few steps back abruptly, and gasped a few times.

What's going on? He sensed a strong sense of sadness and resentment in this coffin.

He looked at the bronze coffin.

Before he could be surprised, a violent movement suddenly came from where he was standing.

The body then felt a strong shaking.

With a rumbling sound, he looked down and saw a huge crack open under his feet on the ground that had just been flat.

What happened?

This thought flashed through Gu Chuan's mind.

At this moment, he glanced up at the walls of the temple that had been tightly sealed, and countless cracks were rapidly spreading across the surrounding walls.

There were murals on the walls, and at first he didn't notice them.

If it weren't for the beams of light shining through the cracks that illuminated the murals, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

There are these frescoes on the walls of these halls.

He was shocked at the first glance.

It's like, it's very like.

The vivid murals seemed to tell some story, and on a stone in the middle, a boy wearing a belly pocket appeared.

At this time, the sand and gravel are tilted out, like a sieve of chaff.

Even so, it couldn't stop the scenes that poured out of his mind.

The picture of hell depicted on the mural is exactly the same one that my father painted under the garage before he died!

This is definitely no coincidence.

Gu Chuan was half-lying on the ground, rubbing the dust that fell on his eyelids with one hand, he wanted to try his best to see it clearly.

But before he could take a closer look, those things collapsed with a bang, and a large amount of yellow sand gushed out inexplicably around him, as if he was coming alone.

If he doesn't leave, he will be completely buried alive.

In order to save his life, he subconsciously looked for an exit, and his eyes glanced past a figure standing in front of him.

It was a shallow black figure.

Gu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and saw the figure stretching out his hand in one direction, as if telling him something.

Looking in that direction, there was nothing but a very ordinary pitch-black door.

That's an export?

Or is it just an illusion? Gu Chuan swept around, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He was comforting himself.

But the yellow sand that came from hiding his face was also telling him that it was real, and his body could feel that a lot of moisture was gradually missing from his skin.

Why is it so real, looking at the yellow sand surging towards him, Gu Chuan couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he really died here.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth vigorously.

I can't care about it so much.

He got up quickly, using his hands and feet.

hurriedly ran in that direction as hard as he could.

The yellow sand chased after him, like an avalanche, and he didn't have time to care about the whereabouts of the black figure.

There was a lot of dust in the air, mixed with the dust that he had sucked into his lungs, and it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

It felt very real, the feeling of death.

Seeing that he was still a few steps away from the gate, and that the yellow sand had already submerged the lower half of his body, he almost struggled forward.

But he couldn't help the speed of these things, and he saw that his hand touched the doorknob, and the yellow sand also slanted down from above.

He closed his eyes suddenly, and there was a sense of unwillingness in his eyes.

I'm not going to die like this, am I?

With a bang, the world seemed to be silent, turning into a white line on a very flat life instrument, and as his voice disappeared, everything was silent.

Bell, bell, bell...

I don't know how long it took, like the sound of gongs and drums.

Who's knocking? The voice was muffled.

Gu Chuan vaguely seemed to hear someone calling his name softly, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

At the same time, there was a very ethereal hum, faint, as if it came from a deep, deep place.

He probably couldn't hear what he was humming, and at the moment he just wanted to fall asleep.

For some reason, the voice relieved him for no reason, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

"No movement?"

Baipu, who had been hiding from a distance to observe, frowned, and his eyes swept indifferently over the person who was lying on the ground on the opposite side and was motionless.

On the empty road at this moment, a large amount of gloomy black fog gathered above.

This is not an ordinary black mist, but a resentful spirit that was attracted nearby, he was slightly pensive, his brows furrowed, and after a while, his expression immediately relaxed, these guys are still very arrogant, the corners of Baipu's mouth rose, and he turned his eyes to look at the ghoul, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, "I thought it was so powerful!" ”

He slowly opened his legs and walked towards the two of them step by step.

One dead and one wounded? He fixed his eyes on Gu Chuan who fell to the ground, huh? There was still breathing, he shook his head, he really thought he was dead, if so...... You don't have to do it yourself.

Baipu snorted coldly.

At this time, Hao Feng, who was injured by the attack, moved, and a large amount of corpse qi came out of his body, but it quickly dissipated in the air.

This is the consequence of being burned by the seal on the sigil just now.

Baipu originally wanted to pick up the rune on the ground to take a clear look, but the Dao method on it was really powerful, not to mention that there was such a strange black qi lingering.

Although he had seen countless artifacts of the evil sect, none of them were as evil as the thing in front of him, and he did not dare to touch them easily.

looked at Hao Feng, who was about to die.

He stomped him on the soles of his feet in an almost sarcastic tone: "It's a ghost that once shocked the party, and it was forced to be like this by an ordinary person, at best, it's just an old ghost." ”

He squinted at Hao Feng, who was lying on the ground and howling in pain, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The corpse qi attached to this body is slowly retracting, and it seems that this body is temporarily unusable, so it plans to leave.

His gaze followed a puddle of black shadows emerging from the ground, and a ghostly shadow rose from the shadows.

This is what it is, a ghost with its back hunched and its head hanging on its back, and it looks very scary.

The head hanging on his back was covered with a wrinkled face, and on the thin skin of his face were two bloody skeletons, as if they had been sucked dry.

Baipu pursed his lips in disgust, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

He didn't care about the old ghost, but walked to Gu Chuan's side, bent down and picked up the dagger that the two had dropped during the fight.

He playfully held it in his hand and saw that there was still a little blood on the dagger.

The corners of Baipu's mouth rose slightly, looking at Gu Chuan lying on the ground.

He still breathes, just weak.

The ghoul suddenly moved, as if he wanted to step forward, Baipu snorted coldly and took out a box from his arms with his backhand.

It is exactly the same as the coffin box in Guan Liang's hand before.

The ghoul was stunned and didn't move.

"What? Want to take advantage of this body? Baipu's eyes were fierce, "Even if you are unstable now, you can't succeed, this person must die today!" ”

Baipu gritted his teeth.

The ghoul moved again, taking a step forward.

A dangerous aura suddenly erupted around Baipu's body, and as soon as he was touched by this aura, the ghoul stepped out and retracted it.

Then he sneered, retracted his breath, and looked at the old ghost in front of him provocatively.

What about the party who has been in trouble? Now it's not that we are holding it off, fighting with me, you are still far away.

Seeing that it seemed to be stunned, Baipu looked up and laughed.

This old ghost was blown so badly by someone, but I heard the man say that in the end, he was sealed here by an unknown Taoist priest, and he also suffered karma for this.

Now it seems that that Taoist priest is not very good! For this thing.

He laughed and withdrew his gaze from the ghouls, dismissing the thing.

So he moved his gaze to Gu Chuan, who was lying on the other side.

His body was covered with large patches of blood, and he looked like he was going to die, which at first glance looked like he was dead.

Although he didn't know why the man wanted to keep this guy's life, his instinct told him that if this guy didn't die today, it would be a disaster in the future.

His instincts have always been accurate.

As for the so-called Lord, it is just a mutual use for him, but this person always calls him like a dog, and dares to love Lao Tzu as if he does things for him.

If it hadn't been for that incident, he wouldn't have ended up where he was.

He stretched out his wrist, looked at the scar on it, and gritted his teeth, a symbol of a betrayer, a shame he could not erase from the door charm.

As a former wizard, no matter what kind of spell he had, he could exert the most powerful power in his hands, and if he hadn't practiced that forbidden technique, he wouldn't have become where he is now.

If he regrets it, it is absolutely impossible for him.

What he pursues is the most mysterious power, and it is not what they can bring to him.

Now that he is staying in this Order, he also has his own purpose, and he absolutely has to take things into his own hands.

Thinking of this, Baipu's face turned ruthless.

If you don't do it, kill him, and the old thing won't be there anyway.

He gripped the dagger tightly and stepped forward slowly, and with a bang, the ghoul became angry for some reason.

Baipu stared back at it.

Oh, why, just want to be resurrected?

With that, he stabbed his dagger down.

It's a pity that it's late.

Baipu's cold eyes were extremely arrogant, and seeing that the aura of the ghoul explosion gradually subsided, he also sensed that something was wrong.

Looking at the dagger in his hand, he was being grabbed by a dirty black palm.

A pair of cold eyes stared at him, and this dangerous gaze came from this guy.

Bastard boy!

Baipu suddenly got up, took a few big steps back, and looked at the person who slowly got up from the ground in horror.

"What's going on? Haven't you fainted? ”

I have to say that this thing seems to have exceeded his expectations, this guy's life is quite thick, and he won't die?

What surprised him even more was that he even had the strength to get up and look directly at himself.

The two looked at each other, but Baipu sensed an inexplicable dangerous aura in this guy's eyes.

This breath is very evil, and it is not like what a human being can have.

Damn, why did this aura make him feel so uneasy, Baipu took a deep breath and comforted himself not to be intimidated by his appearance.

After all, it's just an ordinary person.

But he couldn't help but retreat again, catching a glimpse of the ghoul on the side, his eyes glazed over.

This old ghost is actually going backwards.

At this time, he realized that there seemed to be something on this kid's chest that was glowing a faint red light, and the light was very strange, and no expression could be seen through one of his faces.

The look at oneself was like looking at a dead person, or even a lump of flesh.

Baipu didn't pay attention, in this case, a large amount of cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

He stretched out his hand, feeling the control of his body, and couldn't help but clench his fist, and then smiled evilly.

"Huh! It's been a long time since I've breathed the air outside, but it's everywhere... The stench of people wafts through them. ”

Gu Chuan looked at Baipu in the distance and let out a giggle.