“... Did the seat really climb out?" Yang Xia's words made the female murderer corpse laugh like a silver bell, and then, the coffin board shook, and the frightened Yang Xia shivered, and waved his hand again and again: "Forget it, you always lie down, I'm afraid that it will not be good for your body if you come out early." ”

As long as Yang Xia thought of a woman with a rotten body and big eyes on her face, he didn't want to experience that kind of shock.

"Little bastard, do you think this seat is ugly, are you afraid that this seat will scare you?" The female murderer in the coffin guessed what Yang Xia thought and sneered.

"How can it be, the ghost sister must be as beautiful as a flower, the country and the city, the fairy is pleasant, the man loses his soul when he sees you, and the woman is ashamed of herself when she sees you. Yang Xia flatly denied it and slapped her on the back.

That's true. The female murderer accepted Yang Xia's sycophants calmly.

Yang Xia pursed her mouth, obviously not believing it.

"Don't you believe it? After this seat is born, if you little bastard are still alive, this seat will let you look at the fairy face of this seat to see if there is a fake. ”

"Believe, of course I believe it, Sister Ghost, now that we are sisters and brothers, you shouldn't mind if I do one thing, right?" Yang Xia nodded seriously, forcing himself to believe, and then, he jumped up from the coffin, floating his body close to the wall, and said tentatively.

"What are you going to do.... Little bastard, I'll kill you!" the female murderer was curious at first, and when she felt Yang Xia unzip her pants and pee on the wall, she roared angrily and gritted her teeth.

"Sister Ghost, I really can't help it, people have three urgencies, not to mention that I was scared by you before, it's good to be able to endure it now, as the saying goes, you can't control the heavens and the earth, and you can't control people peeing and farting. In the cursing of the female murderer, Yang Xia comfortably urinated, lifted her pants, climbed back to the coffin board and sat down, trying to justify.

"This seat warns you that you will be castrated next time. The female murderous corpse's voice was very cold, which made Yang Xia hang her head and said, "But, I really can't help it, to be honest, I still want to come to the big ...."

"Do you dare to say that?" The female murderer corpse was really angry, and the coffin board trembled violently, and she couldn't hold it back.

"Okay, I'll endure it, hold it back, okay, God, save me...."Yang Xia raised his head and asked Cang Tian speechlessly......

Two days later, the murderous burial ground, hundreds of old antiques have already returned to their respective homes, extorted by the old scourge of Feng Wuji, as long as the murderer does not come out of the world to make trouble, they do not want to come to this sad place again, and after the nine heavens and ten earths invented by Feng Wuji invincible sons and mothers Yin and Yang wind and fire and thunder scourge, this murderous burial place is even more desolate and dilapidated, and even the entrance to the mine cave can not be found.

In the roar of the yellow sand, Liu Xiyan appeared in the murderous burial place with bare feet, one hand carrying a war sickle, and the other hand was pulled, and was tied into a string, and the embarrassed Song Sanlang Seven people stepped forward with a disgraced face, looking at the unrecognizable murderous burial place, their faces turned pale, and behind Liu Xiyan, Shen Tu and Lin Jinghuan stood tall, their faces were gloomy, and they all felt that Yang Xia was more auspicious.

"Where is the entrance, say?" Liu Xiyan glanced back and forth at the entrance, and pulled half of his face over Lao Gao, Song Sanlang, who was wearing a cloak, said coldly.

"Three, third uncle, I brought Yangxia here two days ago and there is still an entrance, I heard that there was a big murder after Yangxia entered, and the uncles and ancestors came..... I..... Ahh Song Sanlang only said a few words, Liu Xiyan squinted his eyes, raised his slap and slapped Song Sanlang more than a dozen times, Song Sanlang was dizzy, and his Dao heart was about to collapse, and he no longer had the domineering and indifferent posture two days ago, at this moment he just wanted to scold Huo Ling angrily, didn't you say earlier that the little ghost in Yangxia knew the famous Liu Xiyan, if he couldn't find Yangxia today, he would probably be cut into one hundred and eighty pieces by Liu Xiyan.

"You seven roll down for me to find the entrance, I can't find Yang Xia today, this seat has picked your skin. After Liu Xiyan finished venting, he came behind the seven people, kicked them one by one, and kicked all seven people down.

Song Sanlang and the seven of them fell on the yellow sand, rolled a few times like a gourd rolling on the ground, stood up, and began to look for the entrance in despair, Shen Tu and Lin Jinghuan glanced at each other, and also landed on the yellow sand to look for Yangxia.

In the depths of the murderous burial ground, Yang Xia lay on his side on the vermilion coffin, supported his face with his hands, and listened attentively to the ghost sister's narration of the ancient witch and Taoist methods, and suddenly, the female murderer stopped and said, "Someone is coming, it seems that they are coming to you, and they are calling your name." ”

"Really, great!" Yang Xia jumped up excitedly when she heard this, and her face turned red.

"You put your hand on the coffin, and I make you feel the people outside. The female murderer was silent for a moment and said lightly.

Yang Xia nodded, put his hand on the coffin, the coffin array lit up, Song Sanlang Seven, Liu Xiyan, as well as Shen Tu and Lin Jinghuan came into his eyes, when he saw Song Sanlang Seven, Yang Xia gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Ghost, can you let that naked woman hear my words?"

"Yes. The female murderer said calmly, and after finishing speaking, a wisp of qi rose into the sky.

"Sister Xiyan, Sister Xiyan, can you hear me?" Yang Xia said with his hand sticking to the coffin board.

"Yang Xia, is it you? Are you okay?" Liu Xiyan's ears moved, his expression was overjoyed, and he shouted at the yellow sand.

"It's okay, I'm trapped deep underground and can't get out, I'll let Sister Ghost catch Song Sanlang and bring me out later, thank you Sister Xiyan, and thank Shen Tu and Lin Da Meiren for me, so that he doesn't have to worry. Yang Xia's heart warmed, and he said, "Sister Ghost, please keep arresting those seven guys." ”

"Good. The female murderer corpse should admit a sentence, on the coffin, a hundred eyes opened together, the ancient aura in the pupils rose, and a hundred black shadows rushed out, rushing straight to the seven Song Saburo outside the yellow sand.

Outside the yellow sand, Song Sanlang and the seven people were looking at Liu Xiyan in disbelief, and the black shadow broke out of the sand, tied up the seven Song Sanlang people, and disappeared outside the murderous burial ground in their desperate struggles...........

In the depths of the murderous burial place, Song Sanlang's seven faces turned pale, they touched their faces, making sure that they were still alive, and before they could be determined, Yang Xia touched his chin, floated with a smile, and said, "Sanniang, long time no see, how are you?"

"Ah..... Where is this....." Song Saburo saw Yang Xia's malicious thick smile, he shuddered, he stared around, he was almost scared to death, the countless "sea of human skin" under his feet, the monstrous mouth, the strange vermilion coffin, the scene made Song Sanlang seven frightened, and they were about to go crazy.

"Smack!" Yang Xia suddenly lowered his face and gave Song Sanlang a slap, he didn't hurt or itch to smoke, but it made Song Sanlang sober up, his triangular eyes widened angrily, and he wanted to make a move, but the next moment, he was restrained by countless black shadows, and smashed on the stone wall with a "bump".

"Hehe, thank you, Sister Ghost, Sanniang, you want to kill the master, and the master will repay you today. Yang Xia turned around, nodded to the "ghost sister" and thanked him, then stepped forward, floated in the air, lay down, kicked his legs, and stepped on Song Sanlang's face with both feet, leaving two big shoe prints on his pretentious face.

"Little bastard, you dare to insult me like this. "Song Sanlang has been so humiliated by mortals, he still holds himself as a cultivator, constantly struggling and roaring, his eyes are murderous with hatred, staring at Yang Xia, the expressions of the remaining six people changed slightly, took a few steps back, and pressed his body against the stone wall, not daring to move.

"It's still hard-mouthed, Sister Ghost, do you have any good way to let him know that it's amazing!" Yang Xia sneered, looked back at the coffin, and said.

"I'll take a look, this is the Soul Splitting Whip that I swallowed a witch clan master, although it has been corrupted by years and has been corrupted by most of it, but it can still be used, this thing is designed to hit the spirit of cultivators, it is extremely vicious, take it." On the coffin, a shadow was derived, and into the depths of the "sea of human skin", a four-foot-long witch treasure engraved with multiple witch patterns and a skull in the hand of the leather whip was thrown to Yang Xia.

Yang Xia didn't dislike this thing soaked in human skin, grabbed it in his hand, smiled coldly, raised his hand and gave Song Sanlang a whip.

"Ah!" earth-shattering, the screams of weeping ghosts and gods came out of Song Sanlang's mouth, just a whip, in Song Sanlang's eyes, blood flowed out, the green tendons on his head protruded, his eyebrows trembled, the spiritual platform cracked, a filthy qi shot out, and the spirit was about to disperse.