dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chang Baye and Xiao Wuxin knew that Yisong Lao's morality and deeds would never be targeted indiscriminately.

So the little monk said to Hua Jiunan: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, brother and monk have overstepped."

Then he said to the big worm: "Baye is tired."

Then half of his buttocks sat on Hua Jiunan's "Human Bone Throne".

The situation changed in an instant after sitting down.

The originally bright moon seemed to be scared away and half disappeared, replaced by the black hole that roared uninterruptedly.

The huge Tears no longer floated behind him, but embraced the black hole in the sky with open arms.

The will-o'-the-wisps flickered in the eyes of a pair of skeletons, staring at all the creatures on the earth with malicious intent.

Of course, the main thing was to stare at the blood coffin and grin.

Wu Xin, who was originally sitting upright, flashed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a nightmare demon lord with a faceless faceless ghost and a bone mask.

Leaning "lazily" on the human bone throne, with one arm supporting his pale, slightly sickly face, he stared at the blood coffin and kept grinning strangely.

Full of contempt and banter.

This is what a demon lord who is wanton and disdainful of the world should look like.

Originally seeing the blood coffin of Elder Song coming, and seeing the appearance of the ghost Buddha, he finally became cautious.

"A powerful bloodthirsty late awakener... Demon!"

The sound of the blood coffin is still a collection of all kinds of voices from men, women and children, which makes people get goosebumps instantly when they hear it.

Ghost Buddha Faceless ignored the blood coffin, and didn't even get up.

Still just staring at each other Jie Jie with a strange smile.

The blood coffin is obviously more rational than the blue sarcophagus, and upon seeing this, he "faces" Songlao.

"Tree God, you have been trying to suppress Qingshi and me all the way from the Underground Palace of the Dead."

"I don't fight you desperately because I don't want someone to reap the benefits of being a fisherman. Why are you pushing me so hard!"

"This is not in line with your way of indifference to the world!"

The blue cow made by Song Ao was silent for a long time before speaking.

The voice is full of the vicissitudes of the years.

"As long as the Huihui sentient beings are born with spiritual wisdom, there is no real indifference to the world."

"Actually, ever since the little girl curled up at my feet and I decided to protect him, I was destined to walk in the world of mortals."

Speaking of which, Elder Song sighed.

"Lingbi, if you are willing to let go of your grievances, the old tree, I can accompany you to retreat and be the green pine in front of your tombstone."

Hearing what Song Lao said, Blood Coffin knew it was useless to persuade him.

As a result, he was instantly struck by resentment and lost his mind, and the heavy coffin lid was slowly opened with a decaying creaking sound.

Seeing this, Hua Jiu immediately took the piano and placed it between his knees.

Just about to play the first syllable, I suddenly saw a "shooting star" coming towards me.

Needless to say, Hua Jiu said that the tree god who was carrying him had already avoided in advance.

This is especially true for Chang Baye, who has always been alert.

While hiding, he muttered to himself: "The blood coffin is too resentful, is this a punishment from heaven..."

There was only a loud bang, and a huge deep pit was smashed out by the "meteor" on the ground.

If the blood coffin hadn't avoided it in time, this "meteor" would have just crashed into the coffin.

When the dust cleared and everyone watched carefully, what kind of shooting star fell there, it was clearly a huge door panel.

The door panel of the city gate in ancient times.

Needless to say, this is one of the treasures given to Hua Jiunan by a group of Dajin people.

Hua Jiunan and the others were in a daze, the blood coffin was frightened, and a twisted human face formed and roared towards the sky.

"Sir, are you going to do it yourself if you don't keep the agreement?!"

A moment later, a voice louder than a blood coffin came from the air. It was the fat golden man who had opened a "breeding farm" by himself.

"Lingling, do you dare to criticize us?!"

"We have meddling in human affairs, can't we just send some magic soldiers to Emperor Tingmeng?!"

After the sound, another meteor hit the blood coffin directly.

After landing, there was an exaggeratedly long chain hammer.

How long is it exactly...Let's put it this way, fifty big men are more than enough to use him for tug-of-war.

After the chain was hammered, the things that fell were even more exaggerated.

Those who knew it said that Zhiren gave Tingmeng the treasure, but those who didn't know thought that a grocery store exploded in the sky.

Good guy, what black pot, kitchen knife, brick, mace...

Without exception, these treasures were smashed "over the head" of the blood coffin.

In such a situation, the blood coffin could only try to avoid it.

After all, these treasures were all "lightly" dropped by the big man.

If one of them falls on you, it can turn from a coffin to a rotten log on the spot...

Or to say that an old family is like a treasure.

The seemingly playful actions of the big man often have deep meanings that ordinary people can't expect.

After all, he is the master of Xuanyuan Sword! After all, he is the common ancestor of my Shenzhou!

How can the ancestors do things that ordinary people can do? !