"Knock"

With a muffled sound, the black coffin fell to the ground, and the moment it hit the ground, some hard gravel blocks around it instantly turned into powder, seeing this scene, Kong Laosan's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he was a little surprised by the weight of this black coffin, but his eyes immediately shifted to the runes around the coffin lid.

As the black-robed man quickly chanted the spell in his mouth, his hands continued to change the extremely complicated spell, and nearly a thousand runes on the coffin lid continued to squirm, this kind of scene, like the feeling of the swimming fish in the painting suddenly coming to life, extremely strange, and what was even more amazing was that these runes actually devoured each other. With just two breaths, it finally coalesced into a baby's palm-sized, ancient pictographic "mountain" character glyph, wandering towards the junction of the black coffin, and a conspicuous pitch-black gap condensed.

"Up!"

As the black-robed man shouted, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, connected his hands, and the essence blood void slowly wound into a circle of strange runes like skeletons, and with a light pat, it was directly imprinted on the coffin.

"Crunch...... Crunch ......"

At the moment when the rune rubbing was printed, the swarthy coffin kept shaking, and at the same time, the black-robed man next to him seemed to have lost all his spirit and spirit, and he fainted directly to the ground.

However, at this moment, Kong Laosan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face showed a touch of disbelief, and the lid of the coffin with the essence blood rune suddenly turned into a cloud of black gas and sank into the black coffin, and at the same time, a black shadow slowly appeared from the black coffin.

"Hmph, destroy my spirit soldier, I want to pay back your life today!"

The black shadow in front of him was like a dried corpse, almost only a layer of skin and bones remained, and the skin that was not up and down was covered by countless purple lines that were intertwined, and the black runes on the coffin had a taste of the same origin, especially the lines on the claws were dark purple, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

The dry corpse spit out these words word by word, like metal cutting through the glass, and the voice was extremely dry, Kong Laosan instantly judged that it was the black-robed man who was controlling the dry corpse at this moment, but he didn't know how to temporarily incorporate his soul into this dry corpse.

Kong Laosan was amazed, the Liuhe Sect recruited disciples to teach without class, regardless of status, regardless of the righteous path cultivators, or demon cultivators, evil cultivators, as long as they have spiritual roots, they can enter the door to cultivate, and they have the potential to educate the world, and the black-robed cultivator in front of him is obviously an evil cultivator.

Kong Laosan couldn't judge the specific strength of this dried corpse, but he could faintly feel that the strength of this dried corpse itself was not very strong, and the breath exuded from his body was only eight layers of qi refining, and he thought that he would go through a hard battle, but the next scene made Kong Laosan's eyes widen.

After turning into a dry corpse, the two fought together again, and the dry corpse in front of them didn't know how to refine it, it was extremely hard, allowing this disciple of Qinyang Dao Palace to operate the spirit sword and slash all over his body, he could only make the sound of Jin Ge resonating, and at most it would rub out some sparks, and the dry corpse seemed to rely on the power of the flesh, rampage, especially the two withered claws were like iron pincers, and each blow would have purple runes invisible to the naked eye to condense together, and the power was even more powerful than the spirit soldiers.

However, with the help of a cup of tea, the situation has been reversed, and the disciples of the Qinyang Dao Palace, who had the upper hand, have become precarious, while the disciples of the Liuhe Sect, who have turned into dry corpses, are ruthless everywhere and do not show the slightest affection.

Kong Laosan quietly looked at the scene in front of him, glanced at the two demon beasts lying on the ground, and then looked at the dry corpse that had the upper hand, thought about it in his heart, and finally suppressed some other plans in his heart, after all, the two second-order spirit beasts, although Kong Laosan had seven layers of grasp that he could succeed under the sneak attack, but this benefit was not worth taking this risk.

After a meal, a terrible scream ended completely before it could spread, and the dry corpse's palm was gently pinched, and a head cracked directly like a watermelon, bloody all over the place.

Seeing this, Kong Laosan's expression did not change in the slightest, and he was just about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly noticed something, his eyes flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared again.

After the dry corpse killed the other party, two permeating strange laughs came out of his mouth, and he was just about to lean over and take off the storage bag on the corpse of Qinyang Dao Palace, when a ray of blood suddenly shot out from another bush, and in a blink of an eye, he had already come to the dry corpse.

This scene came too suddenly, after the soul sent to the corpse, the power of induction seemed to be much worse, until the blood came to the front of the eye, it was not until it was too late, the body that could resist the slashing of the spirit sword of the disciples of the Qinyang Dao Palace, in front of this blood mang, it was like tender tofu, with the light stroke of the blood, silently, the head rolled down from the neck.

Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan was shocked, and hid his body deeper, and at the moment when the body and head were separated, in the head of the dried corpse, a black aura rushed towards the body lying on the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmph, I still want to run!"

A cold voice came from behind him, and the phantom that had just escaped half the distance froze around his body, and a palm completely condensed by spiritual power fell from the sky, grabbed it in his hand, and with a slight grip, a faint scream was immediately annihilated.

The person in front of him was dressed in a sackcloth, looking like he was in his thirties, with horizontal eyebrows and wide eyes, his appearance was a little hideous, his face was cold and abnormal, he didn't even look at the dried corpse that was separated from his body, he beckoned, and the blood that had just cut off the head of the dried corpse flew back into his hand and turned into a dark red blade.

Looking at the two spirit beasts lying next to him, the man in the sackcloth was not polite, waved his palm, and directly put it into the storage bag, and then glanced around, took off the storage bag on the two corpses and put it in his arms, his figure flashed, and he flew away.

Kong Laosan's face was very dignified, judging from the dress of the man in the sackcloth, it was obvious that he was also a disciple of the Liuhe Sect, and he was able to kill the same monk without hesitation, and the degree of ruthlessness made Kong Laosan feel palpitations, and what surprised Kong Laosan even more was that the other party easily killed this copper-skinned and iron-clad dried corpse with the strength of the seventh layer of qi refining, which shows the horror of strength.

Kong Laosan thought about it, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly noticed the two corpses on the ground, thought about it, and did not make a rash move, but waited quietly for nearly an hour, until the sky was getting dark, and the power of divine thought probed several times to make sure that the person would not hide around, and then came to the black coffin where the dried corpse had just been stored, and looked at it quietly.

The black coffin in front of him seems to be made of some kind of spiritual wood, the specific effect is unknown, Kong Laosan's divine sense probed, and found that the black coffin faintly exuded wisps of yin energy, after thinking about it, Kong Laosan decided to put away the black coffin, and studied it in the future, but just about to do it, the coffin lid that was originally turned into black gas and swallowed by the dried corpse came out of the other party's body, and it swung slightly, turned into a coffin lid again, and was tightly attached to the black coffin.

After the black gas came out of the body, the dried corpses separated from the corpses on the ground suddenly melted without warning, and in just a few breaths, they turned into corpse water on the ground, and even the fur and bones were not left, and at the same time, a foul smell diffused all around.

Kong Laosan frowned, with a wave of his sleeves, a strong wind appeared out of thin air, dispelling the stench, and after taking away the black coffin, Kong Laosan was just about to leave, I don't know what he thought, his footsteps paused slightly, glanced at the two corpses on the ground, popped out two fireballs, burned the two corpses to ashes, and then turned around and left without looking back.

In the ancient forest of burying demons, in addition to beware of those powerful demon beasts, you must also prevent your own people from plotting, after all, wealth is moving, compared to demon beasts, it may be easier to kill cultivators in the same realm, some cultivators with improper intentions often disregard the friendship of the same door for their own interests, and make a move to kill the same door, this kind of thing is not uncommon, especially in the depths of this burial demon mountain, killing people and destroying corpses, and shirking the head of the demon beast, no one can verify it.

An elixir, a demon corpse, or even a spirit stone may cause cannibalism, and once it is struck, it will be a situation of endless death.

Of course, in addition to these, most of the cultivators still died under the claws of those powerful demon beasts.

Due to the different directions of entering the Burial Demon Mountain, Kong Laosan stopped and stopped all the way, swept through some areas in the depths of the Burial Demon Mountain, circled around a large arc, and walked all the way to the first-line cliff where Zhao Hengdao was killed.

However, due to the complex terrain and countless dangers of the Burial Demon Mountain, and the fact that some demon beasts had to be avoided along the way, Kong Laosan's speed was not fast. Along the way, I picked a lot of elixirs, and unconsciously, I have come to the depths of the Burial Demon Mountain, and occasionally I can see some disciples of the three factions, many of these disciples are in twos and threes, but there are also many who walk alone like Kong Laosan.

These disciples usually do not greet each other after meeting each other, but become wary of each other.

On this day, Kong Laosan, who was slowly moving forward, suddenly stopped, his eyes condensed, and looked to the right front, under the cover of the dense forest, he could not see any scene with the naked eye, but his mind swept over, and Kong Laosan clearly "saw" that in a dense forest three hundred zhang away, five or six disciples were working together to kill a third-order demon beast.