"Okay! You wait!"
Although the old man in black robe looked unhappy, he still did it for the sake of his grandson's life.
He took out a stick of incense and lit it. Smoke rose up and emitted a strange wave, and then the void began to tremble.
Boom!
The black death energy surged, the void in all directions was shaking violently, and an ancient and mysterious wave spread.
Snap!
The void shattered in an instant, and a huge black coffin appeared from nowhere, emitting an incomparable and vast divine power. It was surrounded by several old men in black robes, and behind them were hundreds of green-faced and fang-toothed zombies!
Those black-robed old men were actually the same as the black-robed old man in front of him, all powerful men in the realm of gods.
What Ling Xiao cared about the most was the black coffin. The aura emanating from the black coffin made Ling Xiao feel dangerous.
Buzz!
The black coffin slowly opened, and an old man wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, looking like a baby and with an immortal demeanor sat up.
He wore a feather crown and looked very pale. When his eyes opened, it was as if the underworld had opened up, emitting a mysterious light that bewitched the soul and made people fall into it unconsciously.
"Mo Tong, why did you alarm the clan leader with the soul-calling incense?"
The old man in Taoist robes was the patriarch of the Dead Clan, and an old man in black robes beside him said expressionlessly.
Mo Tong quickly bowed to the Taoist robed old man in the black coffin, smiled bitterly and said, "Patriarch, I have no other choice! These two humans threatened my grandson Mo Tianlin to hand over the coffin that was left here ten thousand years ago. I have no choice but to invite the Patriarch out!"
"That coffin here?!"
Mo Tong's words made the faces of many elders of the Dead Clan change, revealing a cold murderous intent. Even the eyes of the clan leader Mo Hun flashed with a sharp light.
"How dare you! Everything in this Ten Thousand Coffins Mountain belongs to my Dead Clan. I want to see who dares to steal my Dead Clan's things!"
“Even if the black coffin was left behind by them ten thousand years ago, so what? It is now the property of my dead clan, and they cannot be allowed to act recklessly here!”
"Chief, this person has trespassed into the holy land of our Death Clan. He deserves death!"
“Kill them!”
"… "
The elders of the numerous undead tribes were filled with murderous intent, their eyes full of cold sharpness, staring at Ling Xiao and the others and said.
They even surrounded Ling Xiao and the other three, as if they were going to attack them if they had a disagreement.
Mo Hun, the leader of the Dead Clan, glanced at Ling Xiao and Jin Se calmly and said, "The coffin here is already the property of my Dead Clan. I can spare your lives today. Let Tian Lin go and leave quickly!"
The old goat and the white dragon horse were both amused by these undead guys.
They clearly admitted that they had taken the coffin away, but they still shamelessly said that everything in Wan Coffin Mountain belonged to them, and even pretended to make Fang Lingxiao and the others leave.
I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless!
"You bunch of old immortals, I'm telling you again, hand over the coffins, or I'll let you die once again! But if you die this time, your souls will be completely shattered, and you won't be able to come back to life again!"
The old goat sneered and pointed at the people of the dead.
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, and although he didn't say anything, the old goat's words also reflected his meaning.
The so-called dead race should be the corpses of those ancient powerful men. They have been soaked in the energy of life and death for countless years in the Ten Thousand Coffins Mountain. New intelligence has been born in the corpses, and these guys have formed a new race.
Although these guys are very powerful and have almost inherited the powerful strength of the corpses themselves, they are already new creatures. I didn't expect them to be so arrogant as to say that everything in Wan Coffin Mountain belongs to them.
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! Mo Tong, kill them!"
Clan leader Mo Hun said indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes. He looked at Ling Xiao and the others as if they were ants, as if they could be crushed to death with ease.
"yes!"
Mo Tong and three other old men in black robes came out and surrounded Ling Xiao and the other three in the center, emitting an unparalleled powerful aura.
Although Mo Tong's face looked ugly and he was somewhat worried about his grandson's life, he had no choice but to obey the patriarch's order.
He also believed that if the four of them took action at the same time, they might be able to rescue Mo Tianlin in the blink of an eye.
"act recklessly!"
Ling Xiao's expression also turned cold.
Do these old dead creatures really think they can run rampant with the fighting power of their gods? Unfortunately, the current world of war gods is no longer what they imagined!
"Longma, protect Jinse!"
Ling Xiao said this lightly, then pinched Mo Tianlin's neck with one hand and walked towards the four powerful gods.
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 protected Jinse, with a hint of mockery in their eyes. These shameless things were finally going to hit a wall.
"What are you doing? Let Tianlin go!"
When Mo Tong saw Ling Xiao's cold gaze, he shuddered all over and suddenly had a bad premonition, so he shouted quickly.
boom!
In Ling Xiao's palm, the sky-devouring fire instantly rose up, extremely fierce, containing the most yang and strong power, directly enveloping Mo Tianlin.
"Ah... Grandpa, save me..."
The sound of Mo Tianlin's screams was heard, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making an extremely miserable sound.
The undead race relies on the dense aura of death to live out their second life. The extremely masculine and powerful forces such as fire and thunder are their nemesis.
Mo Tianlin was enveloped by the sky-devouring fire, which was like adding fuel to the fire, and he began to burn fiercely in an instant.
"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"
Mo Tong's eyes turned red instantly.
He was trembling all over, his eyes were filled with rage and murderous intent, and he threw a punch towards Ling Xiao!
Boom!
The black divine light was dazzling and bright. This punch contained an extremely sinister power, as if it was going to completely destroy a person's vitality and spirit.
The combat power of Mo Tong's divine realm completely exploded!
"court death!"
There was a flash of murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes. Without dodging or evading, he threw a punch directly towards Mo Tong.
boom!
The golden glow was dazzling, and the divine light around Ling Xiao burst out, dispersing the black death energy in the sky. That golden fist print was extremely powerful, containing tremendous power, and at this moment, Ling Xiao's cultivation aura also burst out completely.
"What?!"
Mo Tong's whole body trembled, his eyes full of disbelief. He had never thought that Ling Xiao was also a god, and that this punch contained a power that made him feel extremely terrified!
Snap!
The two fists collided, and Mo Tong's arm was instantly blown away by Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao's punch continued to move forward, and the speed reached an extreme speed, suddenly hitting Mo Tong's chest.
Mo Tong's chest cracked like a mirror, spreading in all directions, and then exploded into pieces with a loud bang!
The arrogant elder of the Dead Clan, a powerful divine being, was killed by Ling Xiao with a single punch!
PS: The fifth update is over, brothers please go to bed early, and I will try to make up for the overdue updates before the end of the month.
(End of this chapter)