dead child, ghost carrying coffin

And it's not easy to open the Hall of Valor, it's not as casual as closing and opening the door in our house.

Not only does it require the gathering of Emperor Fengdu and the five ghost emperors to open it, but once it is opened it cannot be closed within 49 days.

The Hall of Valor is also called the Land of No Return. In principle, only entry is allowed and no exit is allowed.

And so far, no "person" has come out of it.

Dear readers, masters and fairies, you can think about it:

The collective "tombs" of a group of ancient emperors and peerless warriors have not been opened for nearly ten thousand years.

Who can guarantee what the "things" inside have been cultivated into!

Not only the "things" inside, but there are ghosts and heroes outside, and there are many people who covet their own bodies.

At this point in the story, some people may ask: If this is the case, why not just set it on fire?

This is because my Shenzhou pays attention to "death is the greatest" and "entering the earth is safe", and the underworld, as the manager of "death", of course cannot take the lead in touching this taboo.

This is why modern people can't understand why "whipping corpses" in ancient times is the greatest insult to a person.

Leaving aside the many changes caused by the opening of the Hall of Valor, the battle situation on the battlefield at this time is even more tragic.

The ghost Buddha's gray cloth monk robe was damaged in many places, and even the tearful Buddha had an arm broken.

It looked even more eerie and bleak.

Chen Daji's full-body heavy armor has now turned into loose iron pieces, hanging loosely on his body.

The arms, thighs, and chest are even more scarred, which is shocking to see.

The blood kept flowing down like no money.

Even in the state of God, Chen Dage is already on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for the strong obsession to avenge the giant cocoon, he might not even be able to ride a horse.

Panhu on the other side is not having a good time either:

There are many gaps in the dog-toothed sword, and there are many scars on the face and neck.

Large chunks of meat were missing in many places.

Judging by the continuous chewing movements of the ghost Buddha, the meat should be in his mouth...

Feeling the burning pain on his face and the severe numbness in his waist (kicked by the black flame horse), Panhu's face became even more ferocious.

"Hehehe, today has been so tragic, if no one of the three of us stays forever, wouldn't we be sorry for this great battle?!"

After Yan Bi straightened his body, he raised his canine fangs and sword high.

The power of thunder surrounded by the body surface was instantly gathered on the blade, forming a continuously circulating blue electric glow.

Although the ghost Buddha was crazy, he also realized that he couldn't take the knife no matter what.

Amidst the strange laughter, Jie Jie turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards... towards Chen Daji.

Before the other party could react, he kicked him and his horse flying out with a heavy kick, and fell beside Taiyin Youying.

"Youying, take them away!"

"Tell brother, no face... no heart to miss him!"

Yan Bi didn't care about the canine-toothed sword that was chopped off at all, and stabbed the poisonous dagger towards Panhu's heart.

"Jie jie jie jie, let's die together with this seat!"

At this time, Panhu, after the bloody battle just now, had completely aroused the ferocity in his bones, seeing this situation, instead of dodging or evading, the sword cut even more fiercely.

"It must be you who died!"

At this moment, the thunder was surrounded and the demon energy soared into the sky, followed by two muffled groans at the same time.

When the thunder gradually extinguished and the demon energy dissipated, everyone saw a scene that they would never forget in their lifetime:

Panhu's canine-toothed broadsword was slashing on the ghost Buddha's left shoulder, and the flesh was stuck between the bones.

But the big saber was also firmly held down by the ghost Buddha tilting his head, preventing Panhu from withdrawing it.

The dagger in his right hand pierced deeply into Panhu's chest.

The Ghost Buddha still grinned grinningly...even though blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The two of them remained in this posture and were deadlocked together.

After a while, Ghost Buddha laughed even more wildly.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I will exchange your life with one arm, how about it?!"

Yanbi Guifo retreated quickly, and in the process, the canine-toothed sword was like a saw, completely sawing off his left shoulder, which was only half connected.

The ghost Buddha didn't care, just covered the broken arm with one hand, and stared at Panhu with eyes full of will-o'-the-wisps.

After a short period of astonishment, Panhu slowly pulled the dagger out of his heart under the incredulous eyes of everyone.

He also blocked the spurting blood with his hands.

"Hehehe ghost Buddha, you are wrong!"

"Your arm was only exchanged for a minor injury to my ancestor!"

"The ancestors of ancient times called me the King of Nine Fate Pans, do you know why?! That's because there are nine hearts of different species in my body!"

Hearing such a miraculous thing, even though Chen Daji was in a state of mystery, he couldn't help but subconsciously complain.

"Fuck, you have the heart for all kinds of things?!"

"This is not a hodgepodge... the dog smashed it..."