"There are still a lot of treasures in this ancient tomb waiting for me to get them." Yang Kun shook the bell in his hand, and the statue-like corpses came to life, their eyes glowing green, burning like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, "I don't have time to follow You are wasted!"
There are more than one hundred black corpses.
What a terrifying fighting force!
Ghost-faced Old Man, Yunyao, Flame Ghost, Ice Demon, and Colorful Butterfly all looked uglier than the last.
Oops!
what to do
No matter what, it is a dead end, can you really break through the three thousand hanging coffin array
Yang Kun shouted: "Brother Qu, Brother Huo, do it!"
"Hey hey..." Black magic fire rose from Qu Yun's body, and an eyeball-shaped primordial soul was released. The moment the magic eye opened, invisible spiritual energy immediately shrouded it, "You can rest in peace—the illusion of the magic eye !"
Several people felt shocked.
There was a gust of dark wind, and hundreds of ghosts were crying and howling. Countless green-faced and fang-toothed ferocious ghosts came out of nothingness, holding a long fork, and charged for their lives.
"Hey!" The ghost-faced old man shouted loudly, his voice was as loud as a beast's cry, dispelling the mental attack, and shouted loudly: "It's just a hallucination! Don't panic!"
Yang Kun snorted coldly: "The old ghost has two tricks."
Huo Chengyin was dull and silent, his eyes became sharper, the macaque-like broken evil beast connected with its master's mind, and a thick black mist that was as thick as a demon spewed out from its mouth.
There are countless struggling monsters faintly in the black mist, which are monsters refined by the Shasha Beast for two hundred years.
Shashasha Beast is worthy of being a strange beast from heaven and earth. It is not only the nemesis of evil spirits, but also its supernatural powers are not inferior to any soul-awakening monks.
"Walk!"
At a critical moment, Chu Tian threw out two talismans, and a huge puff of smoke burst out, instantly covering Yang Kun and the others from their sight.
Chu Tian took the lead in rushing into the formation of three thousand hanging coffins.
Fight to the death!
If you don't fight, you will die!
Just take a gamble!
The ghost-faced old man, Yun Yao and the others gave up their hearts and rushed out following Chu Tian.
"Everyone, don't move around!" Seeing that his vision was obscured by the smoke, Yang Kun immediately yelled at the people around him: "There are three thousand hanging coffins behind them, and they can't escape! Let's stay where we are, and don't let them escape. Opportunity to take advantage of!"
The smoke lasted for ten seconds and then gradually dissipated.
Yang Kun stared at each other. In such a short time, they rushed several kilometers and reached the cave passage under the cliff.
how so
Has the Hanging Coffin Formation failed
"Hahahaha!" Standing in front of the cliff cave, Chu Tian raised the Nether Sword and shouted: "Hey, you idiot, don't you want the Nether Sword? Now the Nether Sword is in your father's hand! Don't be cowardly, it is Come and get it!"
Yang Kun was furious: "Destroy them!"
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The soul-controlling bell rang a few times.
A hundred black corpses charged towards the cliff.
Qu Yun is a person who is proficient in formations, and he knows that the three thousand hanging coffin formations will never fail, so he hurriedly shouted: "Don't!"
Too late!
The Yin Corpse has already broken into the formation.
There was a smile on the corner of Chutian's mouth: "What a fool!"
The whole cliff shook.
boom!
Several sarcophagi fell straight down, piercing into the ground like a sword, and a surge of force erupted from inside, instantly smashing the coffin lids to pieces.
A blood-stained figure stood upright inside, and pairs of scarlet eyes shone with cruel and furious light.
Yang Kun trembled all over: "The Millennium Corpse Demon!"
The white-haired yin corpse is the lowest level, followed by the black-haired yin corpse, and finally the red-haired yin corpse.
The shortest time for a red-haired corpse is to be conceived for a thousand years, what kind of concept is a thousand years? Almost the limit of human lifespan!
Yin corpses are not living beings, and their theoretical lifespan is infinite, but after a thousand years, they can evolve into thousand-year corpse demons. This kind of huge transformation also requires opportunities for Yin corpses.
First of all, the environment plays a decisive role.
The distribution of spiritual energy in the mainland is uneven. Where the spiritual energy is strong, there are abundant products and resources, and a large country can be formed. Where the spiritual energy is thin, it is extremely barren and treasures are scarce, and only small countries can be formed.
The aura of Nanxia Kingdom is thin, unable to breed top existences in the mainland.
Let alone a thousand years, even ten thousand years would never allow a ghost corpse to become a corpse demon.
These hanging coffins are part of the magic circle and the prohibition, and there is also a Yin-gathering magic circle inside, which is an excellent container for raising corpses. When the yin corpse is put into a hanging coffin for a thousand years, it can evolve into a terrifying thousand-year-old corpse demon!
This Yang Kun is so brainless!
Just a random word of agitation, this idiot obediently fell into the trap!
"Let's go!"
Chu Tian didn't want to fight against the corpse monsters. Even if these guys are not as good as the ghost king, they are probably not too far behind. Awakening so many corpse monsters at once is enough for anyone to drink a pot!
Several people rushed into the cliff.
"Damn! Why!" Yang Kun roared furiously, "Why are they all right!"
The ghost-faced old man and his group are fine, but Yang Kun triggers the restriction all at once, awakening several terrifying thousand-year-old corpses in an instant!
"Rush in with me!"
"Must kill them!"
Yang Kun's hysterical roar!
"Bang bang!"
With a few loud bangs, the hanging coffin was completely shattered, and a blood-red mist was released, like a huge red cloud, instantly filling the entire space.
"not good!"
"Corpse poison!"
Several monks wailed bitterly after being touched by the red mist, as if strong acid had been splashed on their bodies, and their skin was instantly dissolved.
But a few breaths of effort.
The whole body, from head to toe, turned into a terrifying and hideous blood corpse as if it had been skinned alive.
"Roar!"
The screams of the monks gradually turned into howls, their eyes glowed with scarlet light, and the energy in their bodies erupted from their bodies, enveloping them like burning flames, and they turned around and rushed towards the others.
The corpse poison of the thousand-year-old corpse demon can not only kill people, but also ignite the monks' vitality, turning them into terrifying murderous monsters in a short period of time.
"Useless things!"
"Kill them all!"
Yang Kun shook the soul-controlling bell, and the Yin Corpse rushed up like a tide, blocking the monks controlled by the corpse poison.
The broken evil beast screamed, and black clouds enveloped the whole body. The monk who was turned into a corpse twitched all over, and was instantly corroded into human flesh.
"We have a lot of people!"
"Afraid of what they will do!"
"No matter how powerful the Millennium Corpse Demon is, it won't be able to exert its power in the ancient tomb! Kill! Kill me!"
Several black corpses were torn into pieces by the corpse monster like a piece of paper. The corpse demon's whole body was covered in strong corpse poison, almost anyone who touched it would die, and no one dared to approach it.
Yang Kun released his energy in anger, condensing into a huge golden outline, like a giant golden arm three meters long and thick as a human waist.
Golden Arm Soul!
With the power of the original soul, Yang Kun's power soared more than ten times, and he punched the corpse demon with one punch.
"Giant Spirit Powerful Fist!"
The golden giant fist collided with the fist condensed by the blood mist!
The blood mist was so corrosive that half of the golden fist was broken down.
However, in terms of pure strength, Yang Kun obviously had the advantage. The golden giant fist rushed forward crazily, breaking through the blood fog in front of him, like a small meteorite hitting the corpse monster's chest hard.
When the terrifying power erupted, the ground was shattered, and the surging air currents overturned several black corpses on the spot.
The corpse monster slammed into the cliff like a meteor, smashing out a big crater!
Sure enough!
Because the practice method is mainly body training, the soul possessed can also directly increase the physical strength. Also under the situation that the power is sealed, Yang Kun can retain the combat power to the maximum extent.
Yang Kun's current state is also fully capable of fighting against the first and second level monks who wake up the soul!
"You rush in with me!"
"Kill those damn rats!"
Huo Chengyin's Shashasha Beast continuously erupted black mist, wrapping around several people. The Shashasha Beast was the nemesis of evil spirits. With the protection of the Shashasha Beast's power, even corpse monsters dare not approach easily.
A large group of black Yin corpses dragged the corpse demon, and Yang Kun led the five brothers Qu Yun, Huo Chengyin, and Yang Zhan, and under the protection of the evil-breaking beast, they forced their way through the formation of three thousand hanging coffins.
When eight brothers, Yang Kun, Qu Yun, Huo Chengyin, and Yang Zhan, chased in.
Chu Tian, the ghost-faced old man, Yun Yao, Cai Die and others have entered the main hall in the mountainside.
The area of this palace is not very large, the ground is paved with black jade, smooth and moist, very flat. Except for a few pillars, the main hall is empty, with almost no decorations. On each thick pillar, there is a huge black chain tied.
Dozens of black iron chains gathered in the center, locking a huge black jade coffin!
The black jade coffin is engraved with ferocious monster pictures all over the body, like a finely carved handicraft.
Dozens of thick black iron chains locked a coffin.
There must be a corpse king in the coffin!
The ghost-faced old man couldn't contain his excitement.
The corpse king is close at hand, as long as he gets the inner alchemy of the corpse king, he will make an indelible contribution to the sect, and he will surely breed descendants and enjoy great glory!
The black jade coffin made people feel a strong sense of uneasiness.
Dozens of chains are locked, which is not a good omen no matter how you look at it.
Chutian felt uncomfortable: "Are you sure you want to wake up the sleeping things inside? Yang Kun and the others may rush in at any time, and we are already very reluctant to deal with them. If the corpse king is induced to attack us again, wouldn't it be Big bad?"
"Because they haven't come in yet, we still have a chance!" The ghost-faced old man said without thinking, "The old man has worked so hard to find it, and now that the corpse king is close at hand, how can we give up halfway? Flame ghost, Ice Demon, break the seal and open the coffin!"
"yes!"
It cracked a few times.
The chains of the black jade coffin were shattered one after another.
The entire corpse king hall shook slightly.
This old guy!
Why can't you listen to advice
Do you know how terrifying the corpse king is!
Caidie's face was pale, and she was extremely nervous.
Chu Tian took out a talisman and handed it to her: "This breathing talisman can block the breath, and it can keep you safe for a while. You don't want to participate in this battle."
Caidie showed a bitter smile.
He understood Chu Tian's implication.
Caidie is too weak to play a role in the battle, but it may distract Chutian.
The vibration of the Corpse King Hall became more and more intense, and an evil and ancient atmosphere was slowly permeating. The ghost-faced old man stood three feet away from the black jade coffin: "Everyone, get ready, I'm going to smash the coffin!"
Chu Tian raised the Nether Sword horizontally, and Yun Yao raised the Thunder Lingzhu.
"drink!"
The ghost-faced old man shouted, the black energy condensed, and a magic blade like a crescent moon suddenly appeared above his head. The original soul of the ghost-faced old man is a crescent magic blade with a strange shape!
"cut!"
The ghost-faced old man clasped his hands together and swung his arms down vigorously. The Crescent Demon Blade was driven, turned into a black horse, and landed on the black jade coffin.
There was a loud bang.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.