dead child, ghost carrying coffin

However, the bluestone coffin and the blood coffin did not do what Chen Daji said.

I saw the twelve huge mummies carrying them suddenly exerting force and leaping high.

Then there was a muffled sound and the ground shook. The two sarcophagi had climbed over the courtyard wall and jumped into the courtyard.

Looking at the legs of the mummies sinking deep into the ground, Mr. Chen's face was filled with astonishment: "F--- Fuck, is this okay?"

"Hey guys, we've already caught up with the pile driver at our dad's construction site!"

The disaster said as he ran into the yard with bow-legged steps and a haha.

"Hey, Brother Coffin...Brother Coffin, you are here. Where is Grandpa Shu? Where is Uncle Zhang?"

"I won't let you two get killed, right?!"

For such a weak question, the two sarcophagi did not answer, and did not even pay attention to Chen.

He just transformed into a pair of scarlet eyes, staring closely at Hua Jiunan who was sitting at the stone table.

Today is the time to settle the grudges that have lasted for thousands of years.

Hua Jiunan didn't speak in a hurry. He slowly drank the hot tea poured by the Han King before speaking softly.

"I understand the hatred in your hearts and want to end it completely, but not now."

"At least wait until Gu suppresses Dongwang Gong, Rare, Ten Witches and Changsheng again."

Every time Hua Jiunan said a name, the image of that person appeared behind him - an image from the most glorious period.

Only when he reached immortality, it turned into a dazzling light, like a flash bomb suddenly exploding in front of everyone.

Fortunately, there was no weak person in the small courtyard at this time...except someone Chen.

Chen was shaken so hard that his eyes stung, and he cried and cursed loudly.

"Oh shit, one eye, you are plotting against Master Ji, why don't I... wait a minute, why do we want to pay back?!"

On the other side, seeing that the light was so eye-catching, like the sun setting in the yard, Hua Jiunan gently waved his hand to put away the vision behind him.

But even so, it still disturbed several ancient, indescribable beings sleeping in this world.

These beings who had not spoken for tens of thousands of years subconsciously muttered in unison: "Immortality..."

But the mood revealed in the tone of voice is different: there is surprise, fear, expectation or gloating...

The moment these beings woke up, the great powers in this world reacted one after another, such as the First Witch.

At this time, the number one witch is carrying the witch of life in the ancient world of the dead, Youdu Mountain.

In front of them is the Southern Ghost Gate—the Southern Ghost Gate that traps the Blood Witch and the Gu of the World he made!

(For details of the above, please see Chapter 1874: The Curtain Opened Little by Little)

"Eternal life...the gate of hell...how could this happen..."

Looking at the endless ghost gates and the neatly arranged ghost soldiers at the ghost gates, constantly shedding blood and tears, the first witch asked the same question as Hua Jiu Nan.

The Witch of Life on the side was obviously very dissatisfied with the First Witch's "looking forward and backward".

He sneered and strode forward, ignoring the pleadings of thousands of ghosts and soldiers who closed the gate of hell, summoned his own witch god, raised his fist like a mountain and smashed towards the gate of hell.

"What is this and that? Is there anything else in the world that can block the steps of my witch of life?!"

Although the tone of the Witch of Life was very disrespectful and even took action without his consent, the First Witch did not show the slightest anger.

Instead, he just watched quietly, or waited for the changes after Guimenguan was attacked.

Soon enough, at the moment when the wizard beast's huge fist touched the gate of hell, the gate covered with dried blood suddenly exploded with black light.

Without waiting for the huge wizard beast to react, he wrapped it up and pulled it to the top of the pass.

He became like those ghosts, standing on the city wall and shedding tears of blood miserably, unable to even move.

The body swayed from side to side with the cold wind, like a paper man.

There is no longer the devastating momentum just now.

"How, how could this be?!"

Seeing such a strange scene, the Witch of Life was finally afraid.

Subconsciously, he moved towards the back of the first witch, just like when he took the lead in resisting the Zhiren Royal Family and failed, and was attacked by the Zhiren Royal Family.

However, even if the Witch of Life takes the initiative to retreat, it is obvious that the Southern Ghost Gate will not let him go just like that.

Black light suddenly appeared again, gushing towards the Witch of Life like a tide.

I want to bring this second-ranked ancient witch to me and become a part of me.

The first witch who had been calm was finally moved when he saw this, frowned and said: "Bold!"

Then he waved his wooden staff lightly and said to the overwhelming black light: "Back off!"

After the sound, the tide of black light seemed to hit an invisible wall:

Although the "rising tide" continues to lift all boats, it can never overcome this invisible wall.

Like the water in a fish tank, it was firmly isolated one foot in front of the first witch.

So with this invisible wall as the dividing line, black water filled the sky, and the ghosts stood on the wall with blood on their faces, crying silently;

On the other side, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle. Only the first wizard frowned and thought about everything in front of him.

"Brother, how could this happen?!"

Faced with such a strange scene, the Witch of Life finally put down his attitude and called the First Witch Big Brother.

However, the First Witch did not indicate at all that in his heart it did not matter what the Witch of Life called him.

It's the same when you call me brother, call you "you", or even curse.

In a sense, it was the attitude of the First Wizard that created the current situation in which the Ten Wizards fell apart.

This is equivalent to us and another person - no matter how we treat him, he is never far or near, neither salty nor indifferent, and completely ignores our existence.

This feeling of being ignored is actually not as satisfying as scolding or blaming.

The First Witch's usual attitude once again aroused the Witch of Life's dissatisfaction with him.

He walked out from behind the first witch with a cold snort, and faced the extremely strange ghost gate in front of him.

"Hehehe, I don't believe it. Without you, the first witch, I can't do anything!"

"Without you as the number one witch, I can handle everything! I am the number one witch!!"

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