"Not good!"

Zhong Yuanju's pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't have time to react at this moment, only to see that Tan Shan's figure turned around again on the way to fly by inertia, with a domineering and tenacious face, and swung it at his backhand.

The speed of this knife is also extremely fast, and in the backdrop of the pupils of the final Yuan Ju, the shadow of the knife is getting bigger and bigger, and Tan Shan, who is full of the momentum of the sword, seems to be unstoppable at this time.

Zhong Yuanju's hands quickly pinched, and his entire head leaned back hard, but he was still slashed by Tan Shan's approaching knife intent.

A few drops of blood splashed out, and as soon as the bodies of Zhong Yuanju and Tan Shan landed, Tan Shan immediately mustered up his momentum, turned around, and looked at Zhong Yuanju with wide eyes, the momentum on his body was still climbing.

Zhong Yuanju staggered two steps, his face from the bottom up, and a long scar was slashed by Tan Shan's blade, and blood was spilling out.

Zhong Yuanju raised his head, his face was hideous, his eyes were wide, he felt that his eyeballs were about to fall, he bared his teeth, like a fierce beast, that face was extremely terrifying.

Tan Shan's eyes froze, not wanting to give the final yuan jual a chance to turn over, at this moment, he didn't care that there were several other black-robed people around him, and immediately held the broken knife tightly, and his body rushed towards the final yuan juny at an indescribable speed again.

"Good, good...... Tan Shan, you dare to hurt me, remember, my name is Zhong Yuanju!"

Zhong Yuanju stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his face, such a strange appearance made Tan Shan frown suddenly.

Can't drag it out, it's a quick fix!

Tan Shan sped up, but after seeing that Zhong Yuanju's tongue licked the blood on his face, he quickly pinched his hands, and the whole person turned over and jumped, and pressed his hands towards the ground at the moment he landed.

Under this press, the buzzing sound fell again, Tan Shan's eyes suddenly contracted, and a strong life-and-death crisis suddenly appeared from Tan Shan's back.

Tan Shan turned his face slightly, glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, and was stunned.

I saw that the wooden coffin that the final Yuanju had been relying on was completely open at this moment......

Inside the coffin, it was pitch black, and with Tan Shan looking at it so closely, he couldn't see what was inside the coffin.

It's just that......

The powerful corpse qi and the sense of life and death crisis emanating from the coffin, Tan Shan will definitely not be wrong!

"Damn, he can still control the coffin without touching ......"

Tan Shan's eyes sank, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious, but at this time, the arrow had to be fired, and the figure holding the broken knife in his hand was like a firelight, accelerating towards the final yuan horse.

Zhong Yuanju's face was hideous, squatting on the ground with his hands still pressed to the ground, but his mouth began to recite a series of strange rhythms.

Sneer......

Sneer......

At the same time as the strange rhythm was recited from the mouth of the final Yuan Ju, the inside of the coffin behind Tan Shan, as if something had crawled out of it, Tan Shan only felt that his scalp was numb, and a rotten, disgusting, foul smell, and disturbing breath appeared instantly.

Tan Shan didn't have time to look back, and his momentum was outward, trying to block the thing behind him that he didn't know what it was.

However, at this moment, several monks on the other side of the caravan shouted loudly, and their voices were full of trembling and fear.

"Brother Shan!! be careful of the !! behind you"

Tan Shan's heart was shocked, and there was a trace of hesitation in his heart, it was this trace of hesitation that made Tan Shan unable to control himself, turned his face slightly sideways, and glanced back.

At this moment, out of the coffin was a decomposed corpse, which was filled with the smell of decay and foul smell, but the strange thing was that his eyes were wide open, staring at him.

The corpse's facial expression was also hideous, the eyeballs seemed to fall off, Tan Shan's pupils shrank sharply, and there was actually a knife mark on the corpse's face that had been cut from the bottom up, and the knife mark was exactly what he had cut on Zhong Yuanju's face just now!!

This corpse!!is symbiotic with the final gentoma!!

Tan Shan's complexion changed drastically, and the moment he felt stared at by this corpse, his soul felt lost, as if he was no longer controlled by himself.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

Tan Shan's heart trembled, and after accidentally glancing at the corpse, he couldn't take his eyes off anymore, and the whole person fell into a strange rhythm.

In Tan Shan's mind, a psychedelic sound suddenly appeared, gradually replacing the noise around him, the shouts on the caravan's side, and the sound of Tan Shan's heartbeat.

Under the frightened gaze of several stewards of the caravan, Tan Shan's half-impacted figure suddenly fell to the ground, as if he had lost consciousness.

Zhong Yuanju grinned, stood up and walked to Tan Shan's side, but Tan Shan didn't react.

Syllable......

Zhong Yuanju grabbed Tan Shan's hair and dragged Tan Shan up from the ground, making him kneel on the ground, Tan Shan's eyes rolled and he didn't feel anything at all.

"Brother Shan!! damn it!!Brothers, let's fight!!"

At the front of the caravan, several men rushed out, about to save Tan Shan, but among them, Tan Shan was originally the strongest, and even Tan Shan fell at this moment, how could they be the opponents of the Three Corpses Sect?

Zhong Yuanju sneered, the whole person didn't move, only to see a few black-robed people who had been watching the battle on the side disappeared in an instant, and when they reappeared, they were already in front of those few men in charge.

The movements of the black-robed man were very strange, and several men were not opponents at all, but they had been completely captured in a dozen breaths.

Zhong Yuanju lowered his head slightly, looking down at Tan Shan, who was kneeling in front of him unconsciously, and the perverted hideousness on his face was unabashedly revealed.

"I said I was going to use you to refine your corpse today!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on Zhong Yuanju's face, and as soon as his right hand was raised, his whole hand became claw-shaped, and he slapped it fiercely towards the top of Tan Shan's head.

However, at this moment, the right hand of the final Yuan Ju who was about to approach Tan Shan's head was forced to bounce away by a powerful corpse qi.

Zhong Yuanju frowned, withdrew his right hand, and turned his head sharply to the right, only to see the empty place on the right, a sizzling sound came out, and suddenly a huge dark red eyeball appeared.

"See the corpse master!!"

Zhong Yuanju was shocked, immediately held his breath, knelt on the ground to see, but kept muttering in his mind, this white corpse adult, what is the purpose of suddenly appearing at this moment......

After the strange dark red eyeball appeared, it quickly turned back and forth a few times, seeing all the surrounding situations in his eyes, and in an instant, it was from this eyeball that the voice of the white corpse wafted out.

"The deity asked you to plunder the goods of Xianmu Pavilion, but did not let you kill anyone. ”

The tone of the white corpse was very flat, and he couldn't hear any anger, but those who were familiar with the white corpse knew that the more indifferent the white corpse was, the more angry he was.

Cold sweat flowed from Zhong Yuanju's forehead, this time the white corpse asked him to come, and indeed he only said that he would plunder the goods of the Xianmu Pavilion caravan and collect money for the Three Corpse Sect.

But when he saw that the leader of the caravan was Tan Shan, who had an enmity with him, he took it upon himself to kill Tan Shan.

Zhong Yuanju originally thought that the white corpse would not care about such a trivial matter, but he didn't expect that for this, the white corpse actually threw a corpse eye to warn himself......

"The disciple is guilty! The corpse master! This person and the disciple have a common enmity with the heavens, and the disciple is blinded by hatred, so he acts here, please punish the corpse master!"

Zhong Yuanju didn't dare to hesitate, knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, the horror of the white corpse, others don't know, can he not know as a disciple?

Don't look at the eight corpse masters, the white corpse has always been relatively low-key, and he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to compare with other corpse masters.

But in the situation that Zhong Yuanju understands, the strength of the white corpse is definitely stronger than that of several other corpse masters! Moreover, the white corpse is ruthless, and it is definitely not inferior to the other corpse masters!

"My Three Corpses Sect has been robbing caravans these days, just to collect money, and the mad corpse may move people's lives, but I don't allow it to be white, if you are guilty, you will cut off your arm, if you don't know the sin, for the sake of you being my disciple, I can dedicate your complete soul to the Detention Hall. ”

Zhong Yuanju raised his head suddenly, and his whole body trembled violently, the white corpse's extremely bland words were already equivalent to pronouncing his death sentence.

What kind of place is the Detention Hall? It is the place where the Three Corpses Sect enslaves the souls, there, all the souls of the three corpses have been extracted, and those souls are not subject to the torment of soul burning all the time, which is simply worse than purgatory on earth.

Dedicate your complete soul to the Shrine of Souls...... Is this a reward? or is it a ......? An even more pathetic way to die?

Zhong Yuanju gritted his teeth, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and his right hand clawed into a claw and grabbed the position of his left upper arm.

"Ah!!!h

Zhong Yuanju's face was hideous, and his green muscles were bursting up, and he actually ripped off his left arm by the roots......

At the same time, the rotting corpse standing in front of the coffin, its left arm naturally dissolved, turning into a wisp of corpse qi and disappearing between heaven and earth.

Zhong Yuanju gasped heavily, and at this moment he couldn't take care of Tan Shan, who was kneeling beside him, and raised his head with difficulty, looking at the dark red eyeballs not far away.

"Very well, the deity is waiting for you to come back. ”

The dark red eyeballs didn't even glance at the left arm torn off by Zhong Yuanju, but they stayed on Tan Shan's body for a short moment.

The eyeballs gradually disappeared, and several black-robed people and Zhong Yuanju breathed a sigh of relief.

The black-robed man acted in unison, knocked out the several caravan stewards who had been captured, and immediately moved extremely fast, sweeping away all the belongings in the caravan.

Zhong Yuanju was still kneeling on the ground, bowing his head, looking at the left arm that was torn off at the moment, a trace of anger gradually rose in his eyes, this anger was unwilling, not resentful, and strong resentment!

Why should I suffer such a disgrace when I am the stronger party?

Why does the white corpse have to be a maverick and not do whatever he wants like other corpse owners!!

Why did I end up in the Yuan Ju!! The realm of ink soil that I first stepped into belonged to the realm of white corpses!!

What Zhong Yuanju thought in his heart was never revealed to the outside, and at this moment, he didn't dare to raise the slightest thought of killing Tan Shan beside him.

After a moment of silence, several black-robed people walked up to Zhong Yuanju, and Zhong Yuanju raised his head, and from the black robe, he could see several of their indifferent eyes.

It seems that they didn't pay attention to the fact that their left arm was torn off.

That's right...... That's right, the Three Corpses Sect has no feelings, even if it is a fellow disciple, it also has no feelings......

Zhong Yuanju sneered, stood up, put his left arm into the storage bag, took a deep look at Tan Shan, who was still kneeling at his feet, and walked into the darkness with several black-robed people.

After the final Yuanju left, the wooden coffin standing in place suddenly disappeared, and the rotting corpse, looking around blankly, gradually turned into flying ashes, and was scattered by the wind among the trees.

Tan Shan's sturdy body lost some control of the decaying corpse, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant.