Inside the sarcophagus that had no lid, a blurry blood-red corpse stood upright.

"It would take thousands of years for this thing to lie in a coffin, right? Why didn't it turn into a pile of dry bones?" Pan Zi looked at the scene in front of him and said in surprise.

"Mostly it's resentment." Wu Sanye said, looking straight ahead.

Before everyone had time to discuss in detail, the blood corpse in front had already jumped out of the coffin, poked its head out, and looked towards everyone.

After searching around, his eyes settled on Lin Hao.

next second!
The blood corpse suddenly looked ferocious, and all the damaged clothes on his body were all shredded, and rushed towards Lin Hao.

"This thing is looking for me? Why is everything in this tomb aimed at me?"

Lin Hao was a little puzzled. After speaking, he pulled back a few positions, and then changed into the Thousand Manifestation Umbrella, and the dragon-headed spear was clenched in his hand again.

Seeing that the blood corpse was about to approach him, he was about to make a move, but Zhang Qiling in front of him was already waving the ancient black gold knife, and the knife was raised and lowered.

"Zi!"

The blood corpse was cut open by Zhang Qiling, and bright red liquid sprayed out.

But in the next second, the wound healed again.

Zhang Qiling also frowned slightly, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

He turned his head to look at Lin Hao and said, "Hide."

How could Lin Hao hide in this situation? Without saying a word, he raised his spear and stabbed fiercely at the bloody corpse.

"Zi!"

Lin Hao's spear had pierced through the blood corpse's body, but its body was still restored to its original state.

The long gun was stuck tightly and could no longer be drawn out.

"What kind of monster is this? It won't kill you." Lin Hao looked at the bloody corpse in surprise, and kept pulling the dragon-headed spear back.

Perhaps the blood corpse seemed to have a little intelligence, and when Lin Hao was under pressure, the timing of the blood corpse was just right.

Instantly rushed towards Lin Hao.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling at the side raised the ancient black gold knife, and chopped off the head of the blood corpse. The head leaking red liquid had rolled to the ground.

Lin Hao also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, walked towards the body of the blood corpse that was already standing, pulled out the spear stuck in the body, and restored it to its original state.

"Xiao Tianzhen, which one of the six Yan Emperors of the Kui Kui Clan do you think this blood corpse is?" Fatty asked Wu Xie as he saw that the blood corpse had stopped moving.

"This blood corpse is nothing." Before Wu Xie could say anything, Third Master Wu suddenly said.

"Fatty doesn't look like this sarcophagus is used by ordinary people, it must be one of the six!" Fatty said swearingly.

"Oh, say no to you fat man"

"Run!!!"

Before Sanye Wu finished speaking, Wu Xie at the side saw that the decapitated blood corpse protruded from the neck and grew another head covered in red liquid.

And the blood corpse also recovered its ability to move, and rushed towards Lin Hao again.

Zhang Qiling was also quick with his eyes and hands, and immediately slashed at the blood corpse's head again.

But this time it was different. After the blood corpse changed its head once, its strength and patience seemed to have increased several times.

Zhang Qiling's black gold ancient knife could only make a small cut on the blood corpse.

The blood corpse also seemed to sense Zhang Qiling's hostility towards him, and shook his hand vigorously at him.

And Zhang Qiling held the black gold ancient knife in front of him. He didn't suffer any injuries, but he was pushed back several steps.

Lin Hao immediately took the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella and poked it fiercely at the blood corpse's head, the red liquid continuously leaked out from above.

Third Master Wu, who watched Zhang Qiling and Lin Hao fighting with the blood corpses, was not idle at this time.

"Take out the rope quickly." Wu Sanye said to Pan Zi and Wu Xie.

Spreading out the rope, Wu Sanye threw one end to Wu Xie, while he led the other end and ran towards the blood corpse.

Then Mr. Wu said to the two of them: "Xiaohao, back off!"

Seeing Mr. Wu's movements, Lin Hao also signaled instantly, and quickly pulled Zhang Qiling back a few steps.

Unexpectedly, he tripped over the stone behind him, Lin Hao sat on the ground and watched the actions of Wu Sanye and Wu Xie.

The two of them circled around the blood corpse, wrapping around the blood corpse layer by layer.

"Wu Xie, get it to the stone sculpture behind." Seeing that the rope was almost at the end, Third Master Wu said to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie also nodded, and pulled it to the altar with great difficulty, and tied it to the stone carving.

The blood corpse had been tied to the stone sculpture, but it was still screaming at Lin Hao.

"What the hell is this? Why are you yelling at me?" Lin Hao took two steps to the left and two steps to the right, and found that the face of the blood corpse was always facing him.

"Third Uncle, there is no way out here. The only bronze tripod that might be the "Shen Nong Ding" is broken now, what should we do next?"

Seeing that the matter at hand had been resolved, Wu Xie didn't know what to do next, so he asked Mr. Wu.

Wu Sanye didn't speak, just sighed, and then squatted on the ground, as if he was thinking about something.

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