The days of leisurely farming in the wild

However, at this moment, the black light flashed and fled towards the distance.

"Fuck! He actually wants to escape!"

Seeing this, the Chuanhuo youth even burst out Wu Chu's usual swearing catchphrase.

"Where to go!"

A phantom of the dragon's tail flicked, and directly shot the black light back, then Qiang Liang made a dodge, appeared above the black light, and pressed down with ten fingers.

sizzle sizzle...

Countless thunderbolts wrapped the coffin. Inside the coffin, the screams and roars of the old Taoist who burned the lamp came, probably because he was severely shocked.

Di Jiang twisted his neck and cursed: "This thing is so hard!"

"Does Ah Chu know what this is?" Houtu stood beside Wu Chu, and Qing Qiuli stood on the other side of Wu Chu. The two of them didn't do anything, as if they were protecting Wu Chu.

Wu Chu shook his head slightly, and said, "It looks like a coffin, but coffins are for the dead, and it would be unlucky for the living to use them..."

"The coffin? What is that?" Qingqiu Li was puzzled: "Then why did he bring this thing on his body? It still looks very powerful, and its defense power is amazing!"

Wu Chu didn't find it strange. It is said that the old Taoist lamp was transformed by the coffin palace lantern placed under that coffin, and some said that he was transformed by that coffin. After all, no one knew who was buried in that coffin. Who.

Perhaps that coffin did not contain any living beings, but an innate spiritual treasure naturally generated by heaven and earth, which happened to be obtained by the old Taoist burning lamp.

"The coffin is used to pretend to be the dead. After death, the living beings are filled with this thing and buried in the soil... But now that the prehistoric creatures die, no one will deliberately use this thing to bury them. After all, the prehistoric creatures are too big. If they are too huge, if you want to bury them, you have to build a thing of the universe, which is easy to be stolen and not worth it!"

"..."

After hearing this, Houtu and Qingqiuli looked at each other in blank dismay.They didn't know where Wu Chu's statement came from, it seemed to be so logical that it seemed to be true.

On the other side, a veteran lamp burner who had been battered to death suddenly opened a crack in the coffin, and a lotus palace lantern burning with glazed light flashed through it.

But when Qiang Liang was illuminated by the light of the palace lantern, he was immediately startled and flew back.

All the ancestral witches looked at him, wanting to laugh at him, but Qiang Liang said: "Everyone, be careful, that lamp is weird, it is entwined with endless dead energy..."

Everyone looked at each other when they heard the words, especially Houtu and Qingqiuli, they were no strangers to the aura of death and yin, and it was all over the mountain of bones and skeletons.

Wu Chu was also a little surprised, he had never been clear about the power of the coffin palace lantern, and he never thought that this lantern was actually entwined with the spirit of death.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no problem. Can the lamp placed in the coffin not be contaminated with death?So is this death aura natural, or whose?

At this time, the sound of burning the lamp came from the coffin again, "Let's not leave the mountain, let's have a good talk! As far as the conflict between us is concerned, we really don't have to work hard. This coffin coffin and this coffin palace lantern are all mine. The accompanying spirit treasures are top-grade innate spirit treasures. If I really desperately explode these two spirit treasures, not to mention destroying you all, I think it will not be difficult to pull one or two backs. But I think, It's really not like this!"

The ancestor witches couldn't help sneering when they heard this.The Chuanhuo youth even laughed and said: "Pull us back? I want to see how you pull us back! Do you really think that just now is our full strength? It seems that we are really underestimated! "

Thus, a new round of war began, and all the ancestor witches were much more serious than before.

Then I saw that pitch-black coffin being used as a volleyball by the ancestor witches in the air, bouncing back and forth, the black light on it gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered again, and looked like it was about to be broken up by them. Old Taoist Ran Deng was so angry that he begged for mercy again in the coffin.

Hearing the begging for mercy from the old Taoist Ran Deng, Wu Chu also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. This old Taoist still cherishes his life, and he can't do the deed of self-exploding those spiritual treasures.

However, judging from the fact that those ancestral witches haven't turned into their bodies, or haven't used the supernatural power of Fatianxiangdi, it can be seen that they still haven't really exerted their strength.

Seeing that Wu Chu was unmoved by his begging for mercy, the old Daoist Ran Deng finally stopped begging for mercy, but became ruthless again, "You forced me to not come out of the mountains, you forced me..."

At this time, the coffin of the coffin suddenly opened wide, and a black figure wrapped in black air floated from the coffin.Originally, the coffin was slapped in front of Gonggong, and Gonggong was about to slap him, but he slapped the black figure with his palm.

bah...

The black shadow flew upside down by him, and a jet of black air directly touched Gonggong's hand, and a tingling pain came from his slap.

When he raised his hand, he felt a chill run down his spine, the black air was eroding his palm.You know, his palm is no harder than those spirit treasures.

"Everyone, be careful with that corpse, don't touch it easily, it's weird!"

"Hahaha... wait for death! wait for death..."

Inside the coffin, there came the maddened laughter of the old Taoist who burned the lamp.

Then I saw that figure changed from lying flat to standing upright. It seemed that there was endless death energy wrapped around his body, making it difficult for people to see his true face.

Wu Chu appeared beside Gonggong, and the power of merit in his body moved, wrapped around Gonggong's palm, and used the power of merit to drive away the dead energy.

At this time, the bones of Gonggong's palm were already visible, showing the poison of death.

"Who is the real deity of this corpse?" Gong Gong frowned, not knowing whether it was because of the pain or because he couldn't figure it out, and looked at Zhu Jiuyin while talking.

Chapter 208

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either. After all, in this prehistoric land, who knows how many old monsters are hiding, and who knows how many old monsters are dead?

Wu Chu was also very curious, after all, this is a mysterious figure that no one has ever known!

But at the same time, I was also a little worried, would such a mysterious figure be so strong that he was just a corpse?After all, some of these twelve ancestral witches are just newcomers to Daluo.

The strongest Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin may have reached the late stage or peak of Da Luo, but the final Xuan Ming has only entered the Da Luo state not long ago!

Can they handle this mysterious corpse?

If he couldn't do it, wouldn't he have harmed them?

At this time, the corpse was rapidly inflating, more and more dead air floated out of the coffin, submerged into its body, and the dead air around it became more and more intense.

A few feet, tens of feet, hundreds of feet, hundreds of feet, thousands of feet...

As the body continued to swell, the momentum became stronger and stronger.

"Tremble! Be afraid! If you don't come out of the mountains, you are the one who provoked this!"

In the pitch-black coffin, came the resentful voice of Old Daoist Dieng Deng, his voice trembling slightly, a little frightened, as if even he himself was afraid of releasing this monster.

"We can't let him inflate any more!" shouted Zhu Rong, a young man who passed on fire, and at the same time waved his hand at the corpse and punched it. A fist flame blasted towards the corpse like a small sun.

bah...

The coffin suddenly grew bigger, stood up, and stood in front of the corpse, and then was grabbed by the thousands of feet tall corpse, and put it behind, like a coffin-carrying man.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor witches looked at each other in blank dismay.

Wu Chu also regretted his impulse to kill the old Taoist Randeng.

If he hadn't been impulsive, he would have been able to scare out some spiritual treasures from the old Taoist Randeng.But who would have thought that it would turn into the current situation.

Sure enough, none of Hong Huang's famous bigwigs could be underestimated.

At this time, Houtu pulled Wu Chu behind him, and said, "Ah Chu, you and sister Qingqiu retreat to the mountain protection formation first, and leave it to us to deal with it for the time being!"

Qing Qiuli glanced at Houtu, and found that Houtu didn't seem to be joking with her, so she nodded and pulled Wu Chu back.

Wu Chu controlled the mountain guard formation, retreated into the formation, so as not to get in the way outside, "Brothers and sisters, please be careful!"

If something happened to one of them, Wu Chu would feel guilty about it.

Originally, this was not their business, but now...

The ancestor witches nodded slightly, and Wu Chu retreated into the formation, somewhat helpless.

The matter was completely beyond his imagination. Originally, he thought that the old Taoist burning lamp in this period was not as good as these ancestral witches, so he would definitely be able to crush him to death with a casual pinch.

After all, there is a celestial group of witches like the Twelve Ancestral Witches, as well as a super luxurious lineup composed of Qingqiu Fox Ancestors.

Originally, he thought that for such an easy job, even if he owed favors to the Wu Clan, it would not be that big of a deal. Even the ancestral witches felt that this was repaying his favors.

But who would think...

In this way, the entanglement with the witch clan has become deeper and deeper.

But think about it, with the current relationship between myself and Houtu, when the two clans of liches fight in the future, I will definitely not be able to easily stay out of it!

At that time, Fuxi and Nuwa will be in the Heavenly Court of the Monster Clan, but Houtu and the others will be in the Wu Clan.

Wu Chu couldn't help scratching his head secretly, making friends is too wide, it seems to be troublesome!

Why don't you invite them to come over for a while, let's sit down and chat, if you have something to say?

When Wu Chu was thinking about these unrealistic thoughts, Zu Wudi Jiang finally took the lead in attacking, and saw that his figure flickered, and in an instant he was a huge body, and this huge body was not in the shape of a human, but in the shape of a bird. The whole body is red, with six legs and four wings, his face cannot be seen clearly, his figure is as majestic as a ball, under the movement of six legs and four wings, he appears in front of the giant corpse in an instant, and his fist shines on the giant corpse. Unclear face, crashed down.

The giant corpse raised its hands and put them in front of its head, blocking the six fists.

The air wave rolled over, shaking the Ziyu Mountain Guardian Array.Fortunately, the attacks of these ancestral witches were not aimed at protecting the formation, otherwise the Purple Jade Mountain would definitely be over.

In the sky, lead clouds billowed, covering the sky, tens of thousands of miles, as if entering darkness in the blink of an eye.A red dragon slowly bowed its head in the clouds, opened its mouth and spewed out a ray of light, the light just disappeared from its mouth, and instantly hit the giant corpse's head.

bah...

The giant coffin slid upwards and pressed against the giant corpse's head, blocking the light from the dragon's head.

At this time, a figure covered in emerald green rose up from the sky, with a human face and a bird body, and two small dragons were clasped under the bird's claws. With a random finger, countless huge vines as thick as purple jade god trees emerged from the void, heading towards the sky. Wrapped around the poisonous body.

On the other side, a huge flame giant rose from the ground...

An ice bird stepped on the two-headed dragon, swaying frost, freezing thousands of miles...

Seeing each of the ancestral witches fully activated, Wu Chu's mood also became uneasy. On the one hand, he felt that with them, this mysterious ancient corpse should be subdued, but on the other hand, he was worried about the battle between them. The Ziyu Mountain Guardian Array collapsed.

And the old Taoist who was hiding in the black coffin, when he was gnashing his teeth, couldn't help sighing helplessly, feeling that this Purple Jade Mountain was really an ominous place for him.

The first time I came, my mood was hit, this second time...

"It seems that only by following this method and giving up this physical body can we save our lives!"

Youyou sighed softly, Ran Deng threw his soul into the glazed palace lantern.

In the flame of the coffin palace lantern, there is a gray flame, and there is an imperceptible portal in this flame, which can directly lead to the nether sea of ​​blood.

The primordial spirit burning the lamp penetrated into this portal and at the same time wrapped the coffin lamp.

In a blink of an eye, his primordial spirit and coffin palace lantern disappeared into the coffin together.

After the old Taoist who burned the lamp left his body and the coffin, and fled quietly with the coffin palace lantern, the black coffin quickly dispersed by itself, turning into strands of dead air, and burrowed into the corpse.In an instant, the corpse suddenly became imposing, and the giant vines wrapped around his body suddenly began to break apart, and the layer of frost was also cracked.

But at the same time, thunder, lightning, and fire rain had already splashed on the corpse.

Looking at the dead body in the dazzling light, Wu Chu narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "Sister, have you seen the old Taoist who burns the lamp?"

Qingqiu Li shook his head, and finally said: "I guess I should have used the size wishful technique to hide on that corpse! After all, that corpse is so huge, he only needs to make himself smaller at will, and no one can easily find him What about the figure!"

Wu Chu was still frowning, but felt that according to Randeng's old-fashioned temperament, he should not be the kind of master who can die generously, otherwise, during the Conferred God period, he would still betray Chanjiao?

A person who is not afraid of death will definitely not be able to do such a thing.

Wu Chu pondered silently, thinking that if the old Taoist Ran Deng wanted to escape, what method would he use to escape?

By the way, what about the coffin lantern?

Wu Chu looked up, but he didn't find that the corpse borrowed the power of the coffin palace lamp. In the case of fighting, any power must find a way to use it. Could it be that he hid the lamp and prepared to sneak attack secretly?

"Sister, tell Sister Houtu and the others to be careful of sneak attacks by the old Taoist Randeng!"

Chapter 209 Nether ghost fire, spirit treasure black coffin

However, before Qing Qiuli notified Houtu of Wu Chu's reminder, the dead body had already fallen down under the joint attack of the twelve ancestor witches.

Under the continuous bombardment of the ancestral witches, the dead energy on the corpse was blown out from the corpse's body, but a pitch-black coffin was re-condensed behind the corpse.

The dead body also shrunk and landed on the mountain guard formation.

Seeing this, the ancestor witches also shrunk their bodies, and then stepped forward to take a look, but after reading it, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Wu Chu also walked out of the mountain protection formation and came to the corpse.When he saw the face of the corpse, he couldn't help being stunned.

Because the corpse he saw was not an ancient corpse at all, but a burning lamp.

After being stunned for a long time, Wu Chu kicked the corpse, "Is this guy finally dead?"

While speaking, he glanced at the ancient coffin, then squatted down, ready to touch the corpse.

After all, he has merits and virtues, so he is not afraid of the dead breath on the corpse.

But Qingqiu Li, who came out with him, frowned, and said, "That's not right! I didn't feel the remnant spirit of the other party's primordial spirit. Could it be that he left this body and the primordial spirit escaped?"

Hearing this, the ancestor witches couldn't help looking at Qing Qiuli, and then at the corpse.

When Wu Chu heard Qingqiuli's words, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then touched the corpse suspiciously.Sure enough, nothing was left on the body.

He looked at the dark coffin with mysterious patterns again, stepped forward and lifted the coffin board of the ancient coffin, only to find that there was nothing in the coffin, only a dead coffin.

Qingqiu Li asked suspiciously: "There is no primordial spirit in the death aura. It's strange, how did he manage to escape quietly under everyone's noses?"