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"Zuo Ling! What do you mean?"

Yun Yongan was very angry. Jiang Xiaoai pretended to be a ghost, it was a joke between lovers, Zuo Ling, a big man with a foot, pretended to be a ghost here, purely looking for death.

If it weren't for his serious face, which didn't seem to be intentionally scary, Yun Yong'an would have done it directly.

Zuo Ling didn't answer Yun Yong'an's question, the golden coffin inside the huge bronze cauldron suddenly vibrated and uttered the same empty and deep singing voice as Zuo Ling.

Seeing this, Song Deye sat down on the ground, Jiang Xiaoai hugged Linghu Youyi, trembling.

Hearing the singing inside the golden coffin, Zuo Ling's complexion darkened visibly to the naked eye. He walked to the front, tore off the gauze on his left wrist, squeezed out blood, and drew a strange symbol on the ground.

Afterwards, Zuo Ling knelt on the ground and kowtowed fiercely at the giant cauldron.

"Master Yun, come down quickly," Zuo Ling finally uttered his voice again, but this time, his voice was obviously much weaker, "Join me and give this lord three slaps, begging for his forgiveness. "

"The others also come together, otherwise, if this lord really comes out, even a god will die in his hands."

Before Zuo Ling could finish speaking, Song Deye had already knelt down with a plop, kowtowed three times in a row.

After Zuo Ling turned his head and glanced at Song Deye, he turned his attention to Yun Yongan again. Linghu Youyi and Jiang Xiaoai also looked at Yun Yongan in unison.

"Stand up, don't kneel! Now the emperor doesn't kneel anymore, a dead person, what is there to kneel for?"

Hearing these words, Linghu Youyi and Jiang Xiaoai straightened their backs instantly as if they had injected their backbones.

And the golden coffin inside the giant cauldron felt Yun Yongan's resistance and violently shook.

"Death is like a lamp going out. Since you are already dead, don't think about coming out to be a monster."

The matter has come to this point, Yun Yongan didn't bother to continue to cover up, with a long roar, the flying sword came out of its sheath, directly piercing the golden coffin, and a stream of incomparably stenchy black water flowed out along the golden coffin.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really dirty!"

Yun Yongan took back the flying sword, looked at the blood stains attached to it, and slapped a dust-repelling technique with his backhand to expel all the blood stains on the sword. A golden coffin exploded from the inside.

A hoarse and spiteful voice sounded.

"I was imprisoned for 1 years..."

Maybe it was due to the fact that he had just regained his ability to move, so the voice stopped right there. Yun Yongan looked at the man with a pair of broken wings floating opposite him, looked at his pitiful appearance in ragged clothes, and kindly helped him take the rest of the conversation.

"I was kicked out of my hometown again, and now you dare to break into my territory, you are looking for your own death! Road! Road!"

At the end of the conversation, Yun Yongan specially created an echo to show his anger.

The guy who had just been revived was stunned by Yun Yongan's coquettish operation, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I don't know what to say, so let's die in peace."

Yun Yongan took out the Five Thunder Talisman that he had just bought from the system mall from his pocket, and after activating it with spiritual power, it seemed like he didn't need any money, so he threw it all at once.

Fire thunder, ice thunder, yang five thunders, yin five thunders.

Many excited lightning bolts have canceled out each other on the way before they hit the target.

However, only the remaining thunderbolts were enough to make this newly revived monster cry so loudly that his skin was torn apart and he fled in embarrassment.

Fleeing from the air to the ground, rolling and crawling, this newly recovered monster managed to survive in the end, not being ashesed by the endless thunder.

"Jie Jie Jie!" The monster stood beside the giant cauldron, looked at Yun Yongan who had run out of talismans, and let out a very ugly laugh, "I didn't expect that there are still monks in this era. You have run out of talismans now, get ready to suffer die."

"Death at the hands of Lord Feng You is yours... ah!"

Just as Feng You was halfway through his pretentious words, a golden knife that glowed after being stained with blood slashed hard at his back, and took off one of his wings.

"How dare you hurt me, die."

Feng You turned around and launched a fierce attack on Zuo Ling. Zuo Ling held the golden knife, dodged and counterattacked at the same time. The golden knife in his hand left a lot of wounds on his body.

Zuo Ling's blood adhered to Feng You's wound, constantly corroding the flesh and blood near the wound, producing a large amount of white smoke.

Song Deye, who was kowtowing on the ground, took out a golden talisman from Feng You's arms while Feng You was not paying attention, and slapped him hard on the forehead.

Feng You was suppressed by the power of the golden talisman, and his eyes were in a trance. Zuo Ling took the opportunity to accumulate strength and cut off Feng You's remaining wing, but he was also hit in the chest by Feng You's counterattack and broke. Several ribs, lost the ability to fight.

"Jie Jie Jie! Do you only have this strength?" Feng You tore off the golden talisman on his forehead and shredded it, and raised his head with a strange smile, "Since you have hurt me, prepare to become my blood food! Especially you, little cultivator, you threw out all the precious talismans one by one, and if you use them wisely and carefully, maybe I will capsize in the gutter."

"Unfortunately, you have no second chance!"

After enjoying Feng You's performance quietly, Yun Yong stretched his hand into his pocket, and with a thought, he exchanged double the number of talismans from the system mall. Feng You, let it go very much.

"The villains die because they talk too much. Why don't you understand this truth? And Zuo Ling, Song Deye, people, you have to do what you can. They don't have the ability to swell their faces and pretend to be fat. They have to be brave and be heroes."

"Look at what you guys did. I pretended not to be happy, and you even got injured all over your body. What a bother..."

Under Yun Yong'an's violent bombardment, Feng You's injuries became more and more serious. Seeing that this situation continued, he was about to be worn to death. He noticed Linghu Youyi and Jiang Xiaoai who were standing in the corner and watching the battle silently. Prepare to go and take hostages, let's survive first.

"Peng! Peng!"

At the cost of being struck twice by lightning, Feng You rushed to the side of Linghu Youyi and the two of them, before he could hold them hostage, he flew back at a faster speed.

"Be obedient and get beaten, don't affect my husband's pretense!"

Feng You never expected that what looked like two soft persimmons were actually two hard stubbles.

His injuries gradually worsened, and Feng You, whose last bit of strength was also exhausted by the lightning strike, finally died with hatred and completely disappeared in this world.

Yun Yongan, who was addicted to the Sa Lei Talisman, knew that Feng You's entire body had been turned into ashes, so he realized that he was already dead.

"Too bad, he should be left alive. There must be a lot of secrets in this guy."

Just as Yun Yongan was repenting, two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall.