Lan Xi doesn't have the idea of heroism, nor does he have to measure his strength.

Now she is just fighting for a comfortable life for her future!

If she has the chance, she will help.

If the strength of the drought is too strong, then she will not fight hard.

As Lan Xi returned to the island mountain, she quickly determined the general location of the Dry Fish.

Feeling the aura emanating from the drought, Lan Xi guessed right, the drough was really in a weak period!

Lan Xi didn't know how strong the Drought Fish was in its heyday, but now, its only remaining strength should not be much stronger than the previous ones she mastered.

And at this moment on the island, Lan Xi is not the only one who wants to suppress the Drought Fish.

Not far away, Lan Xi saw Guan Yan, the president of the Monks Association, rushing into a crack on an island with a few stronger monks!

On the other side, there are three evil cultivators of different forces, and they are also looking for a crack in the mountains of the island to drill into, looking for the whereabouts of the drought.

Lan Xi didn't rush forward, there were so many monks in front of her to suppress the power of the drought fish, she waited and watched the changes first.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lan Xi saw that some young monks had successfully descended the mountain.

She also saw Guan Hui.

Sure enough, just like in her hexagram, Guan Hui only suffered some minor injuries, and there was no major problem.

Guan Hui and several young monks, just after they came down the mountain, the entire island began to shake violently!

The mountain quickly collapsed, crumbling and sliding downward.

In the process of the collapse of the island, a few monks and seven or eight evil cultivators rushed out of the gap between the collapsed island clods!

More than a dozen people were disgraced and embarrassed.

But being able to come out of it is already a double blessing of their strength and luck!

Among more than ten people, Lan Xi met Guan Yan, the president of the Monks Association.

At this time, President Guan Yan no longer had the spirit and spirit he had before, and his whole person was old and withered from the inside out......

Even if Lan Xi was far away, it was not difficult for her to see that the president of the Monk Association had used a large amount of spiritual power in her body.

So much so that he used his spiritual power to forcibly renew his life before, and next, his body will decay rapidly, at most three days, he will definitely die!

In addition to more than a dozen decent monks and evil cultivators, after the entire island collapsed in half, a wooden coffin made of black and green sunken wood was revealed between the rocks and soil blocks.

Lan Xi could see at a glance how extraordinary this sinking wood was!

It turned out to be a thousand-year-old water sinking wood-

Generally, the wood that sinks under the water will gradually become rotten and rotten under the soaking and washing of the water current.

Very little wood can be kept in the water for 100 years and still fished out and used as wood.

Not to mention the sinking wood that has been soaked in water for thousands of years!

This kind of wood has absorbed the cold in the water for thousands of years, and it is no longer an ordinary wood, and it has natural restraint for things that are scorching the sun.

That's why it can be used as a coffin to place the body of the marquish and keep the marblage in it!

At this time, even if it has been buried in the ground for many years, you can still vaguely see the intricate patterns carved on it.

Lan Xi memorized the pattern almost instinctively as his gaze swept over.

Then she watched fixedly, and the lid of the coffin gradually slid to the side......

All around, the evil cultivators showed greed on their faces, and the decent monks looked desperate.

President Guan Yan had already thrown out a lot of magic weapons to stop the coffin from being born, but he couldn't stop the drought fish from coming out of the coffin after waking up!

Seeing that the drought was about to come out of the coffin, Lan Xi was trying to do something as much as she could, but in the next second, she felt that the copper box hidden in the small cloth bag she was carrying was shaking!

This is the reaction of the 'evil spirit demon cat' to come out!

Lan Xi naturally couldn't let the 'Evil Spirit Demon Cat' appear at this time.

The cat stepped on the coffin, the corpse got up, and saw people sucking blood, causing disaster in all directions.

In the final analysis, it is also a type of zombie.

Once the aura of the 'Evil Spirit Demon Cat' collides with the aura of the drought in the coffin, it will only make the drought more ferocious!

Therefore, without hesitation, Lan Xi put a suppression talisman paper on the copper box where the 'Evil Spirit Demon Cat' was kept.

Prevent the black cat from forcibly breaking through the copper box and appearing outside.

Although Lan Xi had tried his best to suppress the 'Evil Spirit Demon Cat' and prevent its breath from colliding with the drought, there was still a trace of breath leaking out, which was detected by the drought.

Almost instantly, Lan Xi felt that there was a Yin Qi coming in her direction accurately!

At the same time, she even had a feeling that she was being targeted by some powerful feminine object-

This feeling is only visible to her!

But fortunately, Lan Xi was not an ordinary monk, so even if there was Yin Qi attacking her, it would not hurt her body at all.

On the contrary, that yin qi was quickly dissolved by her.

"Huh?"

I don't know if it's Lan Xi's illusion, at this moment, there was a surprised sound in her ears.

Lan Xi frowned.

She had a hunch that the voice should be inseparable from the drought that was about to come out of the coffin!

Could it be that under the seal, the drought has gradually given birth to spiritual intelligence?

Lan Xi had only heard that thousand-year-old zombies could give birth to intelligence, but they couldn't change their bloodthirsty and killing instincts.

The drought is more powerful than the thousand-year-old zombie, and if it really gives birth to spiritual intelligence, it is actually not impossible.

But will the Dryfish's instincts be suppressed by its intelligence?

And it has been sealed for an unknown number of years, and once it is born, no one knows what it will do!

Just when Lan Xi was vigilant in his heart, the coffin lid made of thousands of years of water and sunken wood in the distance was suddenly kicked open by the things inside.

Then, a slender, wheat-colored arm stretched out from the coffin.

Holding the coffin with his arm, the dartrums inside got up gently......

In the next second, a woman with long red hair and a defenseless body slowly sat up from the coffin.

The woman had a pair of red eyes, and she stared straight in one direction—

Even if Lan Xi was in the place at this time, covered by fallen trees, she could clearly feel that the drought was staring at her!

Fortunately, this gaze did not last long, and the woman looked up at the sky.

"Sun...... Meet again. ”

The woman seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and her voice rubbed and her voice was unpleasant.

As she spoke, the surrounding collapsed islands, rocks, and soil blocks, mixed with grass and trees, were completely dried out of water, and dried up and cracked into grass residue and wood chips.

The water around the island also dropped, revealing the sand beneath the pier.

The monks and cultivators around them were dry, their bodies were dehydrated, their mouths were chapped, and it seemed that it would not be long before they would turn into dried corpses.

That's when those evil cultivators realized that something was wrong!

"Didn't the map say that there is a treasure buried under this island, a treasure buried by an evil cultivator?!"

"How so?! What is this! ”

"Dry! She has the ability to be a dartle! ”

"This ...... Is it really a drought fish, or is it an evil thing that has been cultivated by a powerful evil?! ”

(End of chapter)