"Okay!

Although the old man in the black robe had an ugly face, he still did it for the sake of his grandson's life.

I saw that he took out a stick of incense in his hand and lit it, the smoke was filled, emitting a strange fluctuation, and then the void began to tremble.

Thundered!

The black death qi was surging, and the voids in all directions were vibrating violently, and an ancient and mysterious fluctuation spread.

Click!

The void shattered in an instant, and a huge black coffin came out of the sky, exuding an incomparably vast divine might, and was surrounded by several old men in black robes, and behind them there were hundreds of zombies with green faces and fangs!

Those black-robed old men turned out to be the same as the black-robed old man in front of them, all of them were powerhouses of the Divine Spirit Realm.

And what Ling Xiao paid the most attention to was the black coffin, the aura emanating from the black coffin made Ling Xiao feel a sense of danger.

Airplanes!

The black coffin slowly opened, and among them was an old man wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, looking like a baby, and sitting up.

He wore a feather crown, his face looked very pale, and when his eyes opened, it was as if the Netherworld had opened, and there was a mysterious light that made people feel as if they were about to fall into it unconsciously.

"Motong, why did you alarm the patriarch with soul-attracting incense?"

The old man in the Taoist robe was the patriarch of the dead clan, and an old man in black robe beside him said expressionlessly.

Mo Tong hurriedly saluted the old man in the black coffin, and said with a wry smile: "Patriarch, I can't help it! These two human races coerced my grandson Mo Tianlin to hand over the coffin that was left here ten thousand years ago, and I have no choice but to invite the patriarch out!"

"The coffin here?!"

Mo Tong's words made many of the elders of the dead clan change their complexions, revealing a touch of cold killing intent, and even the eyes of the patriarch Mo Soul flashed sharply.

"Presumptuous! Everything in this Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain belongs to my dead clan, I want to see who dares to rob my dead clan's things!"

"Even if that black coffin was left behind by them 10,000 years ago?

"Patriarch, this person trespasses on my Death Clan's holy land, and he deserves death!"

"Kill them!"

“......”

The elders of the many dead clans were murderous one by one, their eyes were full of cold edge, and they stared at Ling Xiao and the others and said.

Even, they surrounded Ling Xiao and the four of them, as if they were going to attack Ling Xiao and the others if they didn't agree.

Mo Soul, the patriarch of the dead clan, glanced at Ling Xiao and Jin Se lightly and said: "The coffin here is already the thing of my dead clan, the old man can spare your life today, let go of Tianlin, and leave quickly!"

Both the old goat and the white dragon horse laughed angrily at the group of guys from the dead clan.

They obviously admitted that the coffin was taken away by them, and even shamelessly said that everything in Wancoffin Mountain belonged to them, and even pretended to leave Fang Lingxiao and a few people.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless!

"You old and immortal things, this emperor will tell you again, hand over the coffin, otherwise let your dead clan die again! But if you die this time, it will really be completely gone, and you will never want to come back to life again!"

The old goat sneered and pointed to the people of the dead clan.

Ling Xiao's gaze was very cold, although he didn't speak, but the old goat's words were also what he meant.

The so-called dead clan should be the corpses of those ancient powerhouses, who have been impregnated with the breath of life and death for countless years in the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain, and new spiritual wisdom was born from the corpses, and these guys have formed a new race.

Although the strength of these guys is very strong, and almost all of them have inherited the powerful power of those corpses themselves, they are already a new being, and I didn't expect them to be so arrogant that they said that everything in Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain was theirs.

Ling Xiao also wanted to teach these arrogant guys a lesson.

"It seems that you are unwilling to let Tianlin go? In that case, then you all should die! Motong, kill them!"

The patriarch Mo Soul said indifferently, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes, and looking at Ling Xiao and the others was like looking at ants, as if they could be crushed to death at will.

"Yes!"

Mo Tong and the other three black-robed old men walked out and enveloped the four of Ling Xiao in the center, all exuding a powerful and incomparable aura all over their bodies.

Although Motong's face was ugly, and he was a little worried about his grandson's life, the patriarch gave an order, and he could only obey it.

And he believed that if the four of them shot at the same time, they might be able to save Mo Tianlin with lightning speed.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Ling Xiao's face also turned cold.

This group of old things of the dead clan really thought that they could run amok with the combat power of their gods? It's a pity that the current God of War Realm is no longer what they imagined!

"Ryoma, protect Jinse!"

Ling Xiao said lightly, and then directly pinched Mo Tianlin's neck with one hand and walked towards the four great god powerhouses.

Before Ling Xiao became a god in the flesh, he was able to kill gods, let alone now?

The old goat and the white dragon horse were guarding Jin Se's side, and there was a hint of mockery in their eyes, and these shameless things were finally about to kick the iron plate.

"What are you going to do? let go of Tianlin!"

Seeing Ling Xiao's indifferent gaze, Mo Tong felt a thrill all over his body, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and hurriedly shouted.

Rumble!

In Ling Xiao's palm, the Heaven Devouring Fire instantly rose up, blazing and incomparable, containing the power of the most masculine and strong, directly enveloping Mo Tianlin.

"Ah...... Grandpa, save me......"

The sound of the Demon Heavenly Forest's screams came, like a ghost crying wolf's howl, making an extremely miserable sound.

Speaking of the dead people, they all rely on the rich death qi to be able to live the second life, and the power of fire and thunder, which is the most masculine and strong, is the nemesis for them.

Mo Tianlin was shrouded in the Heaven Devouring Fire, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and it began to burn in an instant.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Moton's eyes turned red instantly.

He trembled all over, his eyes were full of monstrous anger and murderous intent, and he blasted towards Ling Xiao with a punch in the air!

Thundered!

The black divine light was dazzling, and this punch contained extremely vicious power, as if it was going to completely destroy people's vitality and primordial spirit.

The combat power of the Motong Divine Spirit Realm has completely exploded!

"Look for death!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly punched towards Motong.

Rumble!

The golden glow was dazzling, and the divine light around Ling Xiao burst out, scattering the black dead qi in the sky, and the golden fist mark was fierce and incomparable, containing monstrous power, and at this moment, Ling Xiao's cultivation aura also completely exploded.

"What?!"

Mo Tong was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't expect that Ling Xiao was also a god, and this punch contained the power that made him feel extremely frightened!

Click!

The two fists intersected, and Motong's arm was instantly bombarded by Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao's punch was castrated unabated, and the speed was extremely fast, and it slammed into Motong's chest.

Motong's chest cracked like a mirror, spreading in all directions, and then exploded into pieces with a bang!

The immortal elder of the dead clan, the god powerhouse, was killed by Ling Xiao's punch!

PS: At the end of the fifth watch, the brothers will rest early, and strive to make up for the previous arrears before the end of the month.

(End of chapter)