"This is it!"

The prince muttered softly, looking at the snow-covered flat land, his heart was indescribable.

This was originally a mountain formed by piling up thousands of corpses, but at this moment, it was turned into a purgatory on earth by the prince.

Now the vast lake is covered in silver, but there is new soil in the center, which is self-evident.

"Goo...... Goo ......"

The wind was so strong that the cooing birds in the trees shrank their necks, looked up strangely at the night sky, which had not seen a celestial phenomenon for many years, cooed twice in protest, and then found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

Standing next to the new soil, Wang Zimo paused for a long time.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes shining. The bitter wind blew and the roots of my ears twitched. The prince meditated for a long time, finally made up his mind, nodded firmly, and then summoned Pingyou, threw it into the air, transformed into a dragon, and swooped down.

"Yunkai has no shadow and the dragon is groaning!"

Master Mu could see it clearly in the rear, and naturally knew that this trick was taught to Wang Zimo by Xue Jiaoniang after stealing it. It's just that he didn't expect that Wang Zimo would comprehend the true essence of Luolongyin in such a short period of time.

If it weren't for this, he would never be able to do it, this kind of "throwing the sword into the clouds and turning into a dragon" is superb.

The dragon is in the sky, swooping down.

Wang Zimo suddenly became short of breath, unable to hide the excitement in his heart at all.

Yes!

From this day on, he is no longer a burden to the big one.

If he can get rid of half of the corpse this time, it will greatly reduce Shan Pingtian's strength, and his upper body is in the imperial city, he will definitely feel abnormal, and he will definitely be unable to compete for the human emperor mirror at that time.

"Daji, don't say I'm a burden to you anymore!"

The prince silently threw away his sadness, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. It wasn't until Shenlong burrowed into the ground and shook the surrounding dirt away, revealing a bright and shining bronze coffin, that he completely calmed down.

When the moon sets in the western mountains and all the birds, beasts, insects and fish fall asleep, the sun has not yet risen, and it is the darkest hour before dawn.

The mountain outskirts are exceptionally quiet on winter nights.

Before those wandering lonely souls and wild ghosts could pounce on Wang Zimo, they were killed by Master Mu with a snap of their fingers.

Looking up at the starry sky, the stars are at their brightest at this time.

They don't have to compete with the moon, they blink their eyes to their heart's content, and wait for the dawn to come home and sleep soundly. The next day, the moon wakes up early, and before the sun sets, the two stars shine together.

"I'm going to have a good night's sleep too!"

In the hazy night, Wang Zimo's eyes were blurred and a sweet smile appeared on his face. At this moment, an ink-colored divine dragon was like a huge iron chain, locking a heavy refined copper coffin and slowly floating to the ground.

"Leave the dry bell, knot!"

Retracting his ethereal thoughts, Wang Zimo suddenly held his breath and stretched out his right hand to pat the storage bag hanging on his waist.

Suddenly, a raging flame enveloped his body.

It is like a bright light in the middle of the night, reflecting the fine copper coffin red and gold.

The cold wind whined and whimpered, and at a distance of dozens of zhang behind Wang Zimo, a little doll with a red body lay on the ground, and two small dark green eyes came out of the gloomy energy, staring at Wang Zimo and gritting his teeth. The big black and shiny forehead reflected the fire of the Qianzhong, lining the clenched teeth more and more hideously.

This little doll is the dead stiff man with a residual mirror stuck in his neck in Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain.

At this time, he was abandoned by the Jiuli Immortal Master, not only did he not get the due reward, but he was swept away by Shi Luan and inserted in the residual mirror on his neck, causing his body to suddenly become thin and skinny, and his two eyes were also like ghosts, flashing with forest green light, which looked particularly demonic.

He put all the sins on Wang Zimo.

"If it weren't for the fact that this bastard with a thousand knives was possessed by a grimace that day, I wouldn't have desperately controlled the deadlock and killed him. This mountain of ten thousand corpses will not become purgatory, and I will be homeless. Now, he has even started the idea of the Corpse King again, it's time to express his heartfelt feelings to the Corpse King!"

Thinking about it, Xiao Death stiffly rushed towards Wang Zimo.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Suddenly, the little death stiffened his teeth and claws, and the monster screamed.

The freed body not only did not rush out, but was frozen in the air, and when he turned around, he found that he was pinched by the neck and lifted up. After that, I saw a yellow-faced old man, looking at him with a smile. Xiao Zhuzhu was suddenly frightened, he knew Master Mu, so he naturally knew ......

"Squeak, squeak!"

The little stiff ginger face suddenly twisted, and in a moment it swelled to jet black. Before the simple thought was over, he was pointed at and his eyebrows were broken, and he was thrown into the weeds by Master Mu with his neck drooped, and he became an unconscious corpse forever.

The wind and clouds changed, and there was a sudden gust of wind behind Master Mu.

"Ghost Face, you also want to compare with this Taishi?"

Master Mu didn't reply, and said coldly: "If you want to see it, you can watch it honestly, if you do it, don't blame Master Ben for being ruthless!"

When the words landed, a yin wind suddenly set off in the woods on the north side of the corpse oil lake, and the five ghosts of Ghost Crying Alley stood behind Mu Taishi together, looking gloomily at Wang Zimo in the middle of the lake.

"Master Mu, I'm afraid there are still people watching!" Ghost Face walked up to Master Mu and said with a smile: "At least Ghost Cry Alley is to live! As the so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend, we may still be able to help at a critical time, so we are friends, aren't we?"

"Don't think I don't know what the hell you're up to!"

"Hehe......"

The ghost face held back for a long time and couldn't help laughing, just now the half-cut corpse said that he had ghost thoughts, and now Master Mu said that he was playing ghost calculations. He is a dignified ghost king, which mind is not a ghost mind, and which idea is not a ghost abacus?

"Master Mu praises me, in your words, I'm an incompetent ghost!

"Humph!"

Master Mu looked up at the sky and said coldly, "Are you talking about the Immortal Clan? If he dares to come down, I will let him die here!"

"Whew, when will the master learn to speak big!"

The ghost tongue is the third oldest among the five ghost kings, and because the tongue hangs down to the chest and looks like white impermanence, it is also called the "king of impermanence"

The ghost tongue was unobstructed, and the other four ghost kings looked at Master Mu with trembling hearts at the same time.

Seeing that the old lady was not angry, the ghost face snorted coldly and glared back at the ghost tongue. The ghost hand quietly stabbed the ghost tongue in the backbone. The ghost mother lifted her head and brought the ghost baby out, so that the ghost baby was ready to tear off the mouth of the rammed goods at any time. The last phantom was hidden in the black robe, and Qianqiansu covered her mouth with her hand and snickered.

"You say, how did Master Mu's little protégé guess that the mad demon didn't take the lower half of the piece away from him?

At this time, in the open space next to the lake.

The fine bronze coffin, which is half a zhang wide and seven feet high, is quietly lying on the ground. The new soil that had just been filled in the corpse oil lake was pressed down by a full three feet.

The fine copper coffin is large in front and small in the back, high in front and low in the back. The whole body is red yellow, and the blood patterns on both sides are redundant, and the double dragon is secretly carved to play with the pearls.

These left and right dragons add up to four dragons, and each dragon is carved with bright scales and armor, which is vivid. The only thing that makes people feel frightened is that the four dragons were all poked and blinded, and the two beads played by the double dragon were actually replaced by kidneys, jumping and jumping, and the red ones were disgusting.

This......

The four divine dragons opened their mouths and spit out dragon yuan one after another and injected it into their kidneys.

What kind of "two dragons play with pearls" is this, it is clearly imprisoning the dragon soul and nourishing the kidneys with the breath of the dragon!

Wang Zimo circled around the coffin twice, and couldn't help but take two steps back when he saw the pounding kidneys.

"It's so wicked!"

Anyone who sees such a coffin will be distraught.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Zimo's chest turned over the river and the sea, and his mind was full of acupuncture, buzzing, and explosions, so that the Tianling cover was about to crack.

"I can't look at it!"

"This coffin is too evil, if you look at it any longer, you will die!"

Wang Zimo forced himself to turn his head, but he still couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Slowly, those dark eyes were covered with a layer of demonic blood red, the prince was breathing rapidly, the fire on his body was gradually extinguished, stepping on the fishy sludge step by step, and walked towards the fine bronze coffin involuntarily.

"Oops!"

Master Mu secretly said that it was not good.

He kept deducing with his fingers, and suddenly felt that there were too many variables to control. Just as he wanted to rush over, he was suddenly blocked by a giant sword falling from the sky.

"Hmph!

Master Mu was suddenly furious, raised his head and stared at the vague shadow in the void, and his momentum soared suddenly, shocking the five ghosts to sacrifice their body protection weapons and hide far away.

"Boom!"

One step, Master Mu took a heavy step forward, and suddenly raised his right hand to fan the giant sword that attacked again.

Two steps, three steps, five steps, ten steps......

Master Mu was getting closer and closer to the refined bronze coffin, but it took only a few dozen steps to consume two teas.

At this time, he and Wang Zimo were only three feet apart.

Between the three zhangs, there are thousands of giant swords suspended in the void. Each giant sword was transformed by pure cyan energy, and it was compressed between three zhang, and it was difficult for Mu Taishi to move an inch.

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Zimo is the protégé that Lu Taifu sent to Kunxu. Since the Kunxu mutation, there have been fewer and fewer original people in Yindu, and they urgently need the injection of fresh blood from the outside world. The first time he saw Wang Zimo, he had a heart to protect the seedlings, although he was glared at by the prince's silent blowing beard on the surface, he was actually very happy in his heart.

More joyful than the old man!

Now that the Immortal King has actually intervened to block it, the two clans have no blood feud, and they will even join forces when fighting against the gods.

Last time, Mu Taishi borrowed a few Lei Xiu from the Immortal Clan, and together sealed the Shenxiao Lei Gong in the Prince Medan Field, but he didn't expect to turn his face when he said it.

Master Mu's blind forbearance led to even more crazy blows.

Angry! He was completely angry!

The clay figure also has a three-point temper, seeing that Wang Zimo is slow and there is still some distance from the fine bronze coffin, Mu Taishi narrowed his eyes, coldly swept into the air, raised his head and let out a long roar, summoned the Xuanyun Sword and turned into a white chain and rushed into the sky.

After a while, the void shook a few times, and then I saw an old woman walking behind the Five Ghost Kings on crutches.

"Silly boy, you dare to touch the Dragon Lock Array. ”

Su Sanpo looked at Wang Zimo with a smile, shook her head and said to herself: "It's also the prototype of the Dragon Lock Formation, so let you try the power of the formation by yourself first!"

After speaking, Su Sanpo took off an embroidery needle from the bun, dialed it twice in the void, and then stabbed it suddenly, and then heard the sound of "pop", and suddenly broke a big hole in the dark, and the sword light and sword shadow inside were dazzling.

"Third woman, you look at Mo'er, just have me here!"

Su Sanpo stepped into the big mouth with her front foot, and she heard the voice of Master Mu as if she had no temper. He obviously misunderstood what Su Sanpo meant, thinking that she thought she couldn't deal with the Immortal King.

"The old body has a long relationship with the Immortal King, you go out!"

The old man's voice resounded through the world, and Master Mu, who had always been the same, really listened to Su Sanpo's words, and obediently stopped and returned to the ground quite unwillingly. Before he had time to walk towards the Corpse Oil Lake, he heard Su Sanpo continue: "That Lock Dragon Array is just a rudimentary form, Mo'er can handle it, and it doesn't hurt to let him eat a little loss!"

Fierce battles above, terrifying people below.

The prince walked to the coffin quietly, stretched out his hands and put them on the coffin, and the corners of his lips suddenly appeared with a meaningful smile.