Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

In the coffin, the corpse behind Wang Xuebin, which was almost as dry as a bone, clung to Wang Xuebin's ears, screaming unwillingly with his cracked and hoarse voice.

"Sorry, I'm not a policeman!"

Smelling the stench coming from behind, Wang Xuebin almost spit out the overnight meal.

Chu Renmei is indeed miserable, but so what!

Who let your existence invade the living space of human beings?

Wang Xuebin is a human being, Chu Renmei is a ghost, and the identities of the two are naturally opposed. Wang Xuebin will feel sorry for what happened to Chu Renmei, but he will never condone it.

No way, this is not a personal grudge!

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi; extensively cultivated for thousands of kalpas, to prove my supernatural powers; inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is the only one; the body has a golden light, covering my body; seeing what I don't see, but hearing what I don't hear; encompassing the world, nourishing all beings"

Wang Xuebin clasped the ghost hand like dry wood tightly with both hands, recited the mantra, silently channeled the energy, and a golden light came out from the inside out.

"Ah ah ah ah"

There was a shrill cry, and bursts of smoke rose from the corpse behind him, and along with the smoke, there was a smell of burning pigskin.

"Guanlan, how are you doing!"

Outside the coffin, Uncle Jiu, who was clasping the Fulong nails with both hands and pushing hard on the coffin board, heard the roar inside the coffin, and couldn't help asking anxiously.

The so-called red and white rushing evil is not the right way for people. Once you encounter it, there is no way to hide. There is no other way but to fight hard.

Regarding this technique, Uncle Jiu had only heard of it but never seen it. Hearing the movement in the coffin at this time, he would inevitably be a little worried.

"It's okay, there is a ghost in the coffin, it's okay!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu became even more anxious. He didn't even care about using the magic weapon. He quickly turned over, put his back against the sedan chair, put his feet against the coffin board, and kicked hard.

"Here!!! Me!!! Open!!!"

The heavy coffin board finally revealed a crack, and the complex smell in the coffin gushed out along the crack.

"I vomit"

The smell of fermented corpses, the smell of burnt fur, the rust smell of dried blood, all kinds of smells mixed together, just like a roll in a septic tank, aroused physical discomfort.

And at the moment when Uncle Jiu was discouraged, the coffin boards closed quickly by themselves like a living thing.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin didn't care about the ghost behind him, he quickly raised his hand to get stuck in the gap, and firmly held the edge of the coffin board!

"Ugh!!"

There was a scream, it turned out that Wang Xuebin's fingers were tightly clamped by the coffin ceiling, unable to move, the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, this piercing pain made Wang Xuebin couldn't help shouting.

"Mom sells batches, you forced me to do this!"

In the coffin, Wang Xuebin's eyes flashed fiercely, his blue veins were exposed, he calmed down, gritted his teeth and recited a mantra:

"Heaven and earth are born, yin and yang begin to form, push away two qi, mix one into a spirit, five thunders and five thunders, rush to yellow and ning, dense and change, roar lightning, hear and call immediately, send out yang sound quickly, as urgent as a law !disease!"

Boom boom! ! !

Groups of lightning flashed out from Wang Xuebin's body, together with the ion group, there were streaks of golden light and thunderous roars.

"Uh ah ah"

Ion magic is a powerful magic, but its biggest shortcoming is that it does not distinguish between enemy and friend!

And the same as the ion magic, the Five Thunders Curse also does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. The combination of the two spells that does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy not only dispels the evil spirit of the ghost, but also tortures Wang Xuebin very much!

"Chu Renmei, I'm not finished with you!"

Chapter 326

boom!

With a loud bang, the coffin was blown to pieces. Unable to avoid it, Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin, who was covered in scars, were thrown out by the coffin and sedan chair and fell into the pool.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Guanlan, are you okay!"

The embarrassed Jiu Shu struggled to swim towards Wang Xuebin with strands of hair wet by the water.

Although it was midsummer at this time, the temperature of the water in the pool was still bitingly cold, and the chill went straight to the heart of the heart, wishing to freeze people from the inside out.

"Ahem, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

After thumping twice, Wang Xuebin also stabilized his body, looked around, but saw that all the coffins and sedan chairs disappeared, and the ghosts carrying the coffins also disappeared.

Under the gloomy sky, except for the mist that can't be seen with your fingers, and the cold pool water, you can't see anything.

"Uncle Jiu, how are you? Are you not injured?"

Seeing that Wang Xuebin was safe and sound, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"It's okay, it's okay, except for the loss of some dao talismans, there's nothing else!

By the way, Guanlan, this is Gululu! "

Uncle Jiu who was beside him was about to say something, but was suddenly dragged into the water by something. He disappeared above the water and sank quickly.

"I go"

Before Wang Xuebin was surprised, the same ghost hands stretched out from the water, trying to drag Wang Xuebin to the bottom together.

Wang Xuebin's hair exploded, his eyes widened, he turned over and jumped out of the water, pulled out a mahogany sword with his backhand, and slammed into the water!

boom!

There was another explosion, and the moment the mahogany sword came into contact with the water surface, it was directly blown into dust, and the ghostly aura filled the pool, as if boiling a pot, boiling violently.

At the same time, with the boiling of the water surface, a black liquid as thick as ink rose from the bottom of the water, and in the black water, the figure of Uncle Jiu who was struggling could still be faintly seen.

"Uncle Nine!"

With an exclamation, Wang Xuebin stretched out his hand and threw a red inflatable boat onto the water. He was just about to get a foothold on the boat, but he didn't want the boat to sink to the bottom of the water instantly as if it had no buoyancy.

So, Wang Xuebin, who just got out of the water, fell into the water again!

But this time, Wang Xuebin could no longer avoid the ubiquitous ghost hands in the water. The moment he fell into the water, he was caught by countless ghost hands, dragged into the bottomless Tan, and disappeared

"Alian, it's time for lunch, is there anything you want to eat?"