Fast and slow through the ever-changing life

Chapter 440 Little Zombie’s Family Has a True Monarch (16) Second Watch

Several high-ranking monks appeared in the sky.

No matter how good-tempered Yi Xichun was, he was overwhelmed by the prisoners' monks. Yi Xichun had an extra whip in his hand, and hit those flying swords.

The Dantian in the body is circulating, constantly absorbing spiritual energy.

The two kalpas loose immortals finally touched the immortal rope fluttering in the strong wind.

A fluffy red arm stood in front of his eyes.

The fairy rope has been put on the toe by a monkey.

This monkey looked so strange. With just one look at it, the Erjie Sanxian was stunned in place.

Sanjie Sanxian fell into the Weishui River, and the river immediately boiled.

When the Sanxian Sanxian climbed out of the river, it turned into half-lived coke.

A gentle flute sounded in the Weishui River, and there were many more monks in the sky.

Yi Xichun's two fists are hard to beat with four hands. These monks are at their worst cultivation level and are in the Mahayana stage. Thousands of monks are involved in the battle. Yi Xichun will still be tired no matter how powerful he is.

Yi Xichun retreated to the beach, and the monks who besieged her occupied the beach.

"Give it up, we can leave you with a complete" corpse.

The one who answered Sanxian was the pierced body of a Mahayana monk in Misty Valley, how could Yi Xichun be caught without a fight.

These people will definitely use her body to the extreme after her death.

"If you want my life, then let's try and see whether you kill me first or I kill them first!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The beach was shrouded in a sudden black mist, and terrible laughter came from the black mist.

The beach was cracked, and rotting bodies crawled out of the sand one after another.

The mutation startled all the monks.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a dragon that covered the sky and the sun appeared under the dark clouds.

The monks besieged Yi Xichun, attracting demon cultivators.

"You self-proclaimed righteous cultivators really opened my eyes, the old devil. Only you self-proclaimed righteous monks can do this to bully a little girl." Jiesanmo's words spread throughout Weishuihe City.

The old devil was just passing by, and happened to see this scene.

The old devil sneered at the siege of a little girl by these monks who flaunted justice all day long, and the cultivators really came back to life more and more.

They are mediocre and incompetent, and they kill a little girl, who is only four years old, and these people are not too embarrassed to panic.

See what he thinks, these people can't shamelessly bully a little girl, how can they not be ashamed.

The Seven Tribulations scattered demons appeared, all the monks on the beach were highly nervous, and all the weapons in their hands were aimed at the magic dragon in the sky.

Why did they forget that there are demon cultivators and demon cultivators in this cultivation world.

"Little girl, these cultivators can't tolerate you, why don't you go with the old devil?" Qijie Sanmo is very interested in Yi Xichun. This little girl's cultivation base is definitely not very high, but the defense of this body , I'm afraid he can't even break it.

Her body has already become a fairy!
Yi Xichun looked at the cracked beach coldly, there was more than one Qijie Sanmo here.

Those decayed bodies were not summoned by the old devil, but...

Yi Xichun looked at the Weishui River, which was slowly turning black. The water was calm and without waves.

"Hey, old devil Chen, you are here too, why don't you come out to meet each other, I always like to be mysterious." Qijie Sanmo riding a magic dragon hit Weishuihe with a blow.

The black mist on the beach flowed quickly, forming a protective shield to block the blow of the Seven Tribulations Scattering Demon.

Without the black fog that isolated their spiritual consciousness, the cultivators and Sanxians were startled by the rotten faces in front of them.

One rotten face after another was about to stick to their faces, but they didn't notice it at all.

A vortex formed in the black Weishui River, and the vortex became bigger and bigger, and a black coffin flew out of it.

There are many red runes painted on the coffin, and the whole coffin is wrapped in iron chains, and the iron chains extend into the river, slowly pulling out a red blood coffin!
The blood coffin had no lid, and a man with fair hair, fair skin, and red fingernails sat up from inside!

There are many red runes painted on this person's face, and runes are also painted on the back of his hand.

The man who sat up from the coffin was a living person, although he looked like a dead man on the surface.

There is no dead energy on his body, only strong demonic energy.

On the contrary, it was the coffin above, with a strong corpse atmosphere.

The rotting bodies on the beach were summoned by this somewhat alluring man.

Is this person the old devil Chen that Qijie Sanmo who is riding a magic dragon talks about?

Qijie Sanmo saw the person sitting in the blood coffin and shut up wisely. In this case, this person is really not Chen Laomo, he made a mistake.

The person on the iron chain is Chen Laomo, who seems to have been dead for hundreds of years.

"Well"

A dull voice escaped from the mouth of the man with the red talisman, and the hearts of the monks present trembled.

Hou Yihong, who was hanging around a bunch of captives, straightened his face, and looked at the person in the blood coffin and bared his teeth.

He smelled something familiar in the coffin. That coffin should have been where his master had been lying before.

When did this person who came out of nowhere steal it?

"Squeak..." Hou Yihong poked Yi Xichun's back with one hand, the meaning was obvious, and asked Yi Xichun to snatch the coffin back.

Thinking about it, Zhuang Wangyi should be satisfied with the house he used to sleep in.

The corners of Yi Xichun's mouth twitched when he understood Hou Yihong's meaning. This monkey thinks highly of her too much. The person in the red dress with the seal printed on it is of a high level of difficulty, and has long surpassed the existence of monks in the cultivation world. With her small arms and legs, she went to grab the coffin, ha ha.

The man sitting in the blood coffin moved his long eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those, as long as you take a look at them, you will never forget them in your life.

A pair of red eyes faintly flowed with runes.

The man stroked the hair covering his cheeks with his fingers, and his eyes moved slightly to look at the shivering creatures on the Weishui River.

It only takes one glance to see Yi Xichun who was stabbed in the back by Hou Yihong.

The magic dragon, which had been flying in the sky, naturally fell to the ground, trembling with its head in its arms.

That man is terrible, awe-inspiring from the soul.

Qijie Sanmo was thrown backwards and didn't dare to say a word.

Scared to death, when did such a terrifying existence appear in their cultivation world.

Didn't I just not read the magic calendar today, so I need to cheat like this.

If a fool had known that there was such a person in their territory, he would have found the safest place to hide before going out for a walk.

I'm afraid that this life will be explained here.

Coercion, the terrible coercion makes people breathless.

All the creatures on the Weishui River couldn't bear any resistance at this moment, they just hoped that this person who had just risen from the ground could treat them as ants.

A chuckle escaped from the mouth of the man in the bloody coffin.

Yi Xichun, who was patting Hou Yihong's paw, froze, and Hou Yihong hid his paw behind him.

He sensed murderous aura.

(End of this chapter)