My Master is Lin Zhengying

As for the ink fountain net, it had been chopped into tatters, and even slipped to the ground.

Completely lost, the power of suppression.

And the zombies in the coffin obviously felt the pressure from Mo Dou.com decrease.

Breathing also became heavier.

"Huh, huh..."

Every blow is like the last time I let out my breath, very depressing.

Corpse gas also gradually overflowed from the coffin.

At the same time, there was a "Zi Zi Zi" grabbing sound in the coffin.

It's like scratching the coffin boards with your fingernails.

Nan Chen had already sensed the aura of the corpse, and was overjoyed.

My first plan is about to succeed.

Now the ink fountain net has been cut off, and the sun is covered by dark clouds.

Where they are, they are just in the middle of a shadow.

Zombies are fully equipped to get out of the coffin.

As long as this zombie comes out of the coffin, Nan Chen will have various reasons, or take action himself, to kill him here in advance.

The zombie is killed, the plot is over, and Daoist Qianhe's life is saved.

At this time, there was a dull growl.

The coffin lid of the golden coffin was directly lifted a crack.

A pair of shriveled zombie hands slowly stretched out from the gap.

Obviously, the zombie is about to rise.

"No, the zombie is about to come out of the coffin."

A disciple of Daoist Master Qianhe suddenly discovered this and spoke in surprise.

Bingyong and others around the coffin naturally discovered this too.

Seeing the zombie sticking out its claws, they backed away in fright.

Even the Ouchi guard couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He is a master of martial arts, but he doesn't know Taoism, and he is just a dish when encountering zombies.

Only Nan Chen stood in front of the coffin.

Staring at the coffin, showing a trace of excitement.

He secretly said in his heart, come out if you have the guts, and after you come out, I don't want to kill you.

But who knew, the golden coffin lid was too heavy.

This zombie, which has not absorbed the power of lightning, is still very weak and cannot be pushed.

And at this juncture, Taoist Priest Simu, Priest Qianhe and Master Yixiu who had left before all turned back.

Seeing that the golden coffin was being pushed away little by little, they all showed expressions of surprise.

Daoist Qianhe jumped up even more, with agility, he jumped up and stepped on the coffin.

With a muffled "bang", the opened coffin lid was closed again.

"North, south, east, and west, bring the rope."

"It's the master!"

The four disciples drank together, took out the rope and started tying it.

Because at this time, the zombie emperor did not absorb the power of thunder and lightning.

So after Daoist Qianhe appeared, he couldn't open the coffin lid at all.

Several attempts failed.

At this time, Taoist Master Qianhe's disciple tied the coffin up again with a rope.

Seeing this, Nan Chen sighed helplessly.

The first move of the first plan failed.

So, now we can only use Mongolian sweat medicine.

Afterwards, Daoist Qianhe took out three more talismans.

Stick on the coffin lid to suppress the zombies inside.

After doing this, he jumped out of the coffin.

The four-eyed priest also said at this time:

"What's going on, why did the fight start? Jiale, what do you think?"