After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, Ye Xiaoman floated around the iron coffin again, and said in a deep voice: "I probably know what this so-called corpse mother is......"

Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaoman in surprise, "You know? ”

"Hmm......" Ye Xiaoman nodded, there was a Nanyang mage in our Ye family before, and I heard him talk about some Dongying evil arts, one of which is somewhat similar to the current situation......

"Phew!"

Just when Ye Xiaoman was about to explain in detail, the iron coffin in front of him suddenly made a loud noise, as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer.

Zhang Cheng and Ye Xiaoman were both startled and hurriedly retreated.

"Woohoo!"

The sound of violent impact kept sounding, and the heavy iron coffin began to tremble.

Zhang Cheng took out the mourning stick from his pocket, turned his wrist into the length of his eyebrows, and waited intently.

"Don't panic! There is also a seal on the coffin, and the corpse mother should not be able to come out! Ye Xiaoman spoke, but the trembling voice still showed the nervousness in her heart.

"Woohoo!"

The iron coffin trembled for a while, and finally slowly stopped......

Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared of Lao Tzu, fortunately, this seal has not expired, but the seal on this iron coffin is used to seal the corpse, and the big iron door is used to seal ghosts, why haven't you seen a ghost after coming in for so long?" Didn't you say that the mage sealed the corpse mother and some old ghosts together? ”

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of white bone residue suddenly erupted from the coffin lid, and the left eye of the relief that had just been sealed was revealed.

"Huhuhu......"

A gust of wind suddenly sounded, and dense black smoke erupted from his left eye.

The black smoke floated into the air, turning into the appearance of evil ghosts, and there were at least hundreds of them in a cursory sweep, and more than a dozen of them were flashing with red light, showing their fierce ghost cultivation.

"I'll go! When did I speak so well? This Nima is preparing to open a powerful ghost congress! When Zhang Cheng saw it, he couldn't help but scold.

Dense ghosts floated above the 'human bone funnel', all with hideous expressions, and blood-red eyes stared viciously at Zhang Cheng and Ye Xiaoman below.

Most of these ghosts were wearing Japanese military uniforms, and seeing them, Zhang Cheng finally understood why all the people in the ghost building died back then.

It turned out that those people had their souls removed, so it was no wonder that there were no scars on the corpses.

"What now?" Ye Xiaoman just complained about his spiritual cultivation, and under the pressure of so many powerful ghosts, his ghost body began to tremble violently, and he endured it so that he didn't kneel.

"What else can I do, run!"

He still doesn't pay attention to those resentful spirits, but a dozen or so ghosts are a little scary, even if he is invincible at the same level, but the ants bite the elephant to death, and he must suffer a loss.

Zhang Cheng waved his hand and took Ye Xiaoman back into the pressure money, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran.

The ghost floating in mid-air saw Zhang Cheng fleeing and rushed down at the same time, and the cave suddenly cried wolf.

Although Zhang Cheng's speed was fast, how could he run over the sky on his two legs, but in the blink of an eye, three ghosts flew behind him, and one of them waved his hand, and the sharp ghost claws scratched his back.

The ghost has no body, even if it is a powerful ghost, after being scratched a claw, Zhang Cheng's body did not have any scars, but the soul felt a tingling pain.

"! The tiger is not powerful, you are a Chihuahua! Zhang Cheng couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and the mourning stick in his hand waved back, sweeping fiercely at the three ghosts.

The Mourning Stick is a Yincha weapon, which can directly damage the soul body, and is even more powerful when it is infused with corpse qi.

Three terrible screams sounded at the same time, and the two resentful spirits directly turned into green smoke, and their souls flew away, and the fierce ghost flew out as far away as a golhuball, and a large amount of black mist rose from the ghost's body, trembling for a while, and then slowly drifted back again.

"Damn!" When Zhang Cheng saw it, he hurriedly turned around and continued to run.

There are so many powerful ghosts right now, even if you have a mourning stick, you can't kill them for a while, and if you run out of corpse energy, it will be over at that time.

But as long as you run out, you can block these powerful ghosts with the seal on that door, and when the time comes, take Hualong with you, and get ready to kill them again!

It's a pity that after the delay just now, a few more ghosts rushed up and surrounded Zhang Cheng in the middle, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Laugh at your sister!" With a wave of Zhang Cheng's hand, dozens of yin thunderbolts scattered out and blocked the surroundings, while he himself raised his mourning stick and rushed towards the fierce ghosts who were blocking in front.

Those ghosts also seemed to know that this black stick was powerful, and they didn't dare to take it hard, and they dodged around as soon as their bodies floated.

But while dodging, he opened his mouth and spewed out inky black ghost qi, which turned into countless wailing grimaces, forming a ghost wall and blocking in front of Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng just wanted to rush out quickly, and the mourning stick in his hand pointed forward, piercing into the ghost wall like a spear.

But then he felt a wave of resistance coming from the mourning stick, as if he had fallen into a swamp.

And the ghost behind him had resisted the yin thunder at this time and chased after him.

Zhang Cheng was not afraid of danger, and burst out with a monstrous corpse qi, and at the same time, with a rub of his hand, the mourning stick immediately spun rapidly, penetrating the ghost wall like an electric drill, throwing out all the ghost qi wrapped around the stick, and breaking a big hole.

Zhang Cheng seized the opportunity, kicked his feet violently, and passed through the breach in the ghost wall.

The exit was already within reach, Zhang Cheng had just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound around him, and the rock wall in front of him actually squirmed strangely, but in the blink of an eye, the cave leading to the gate disappeared like melted ice cream.

What's going on with this Nima? Magic, huh?

Zhang Cheng was taken aback, and after a closer look, he found that it was not the cave that disappeared, but a large number of green-skinned corpse cockroaches crawling down from the rock wall and completely blocking the cave.

"Damn!" Zhang Cheng didn't think much about it, and handed the mourning stick in his hand forward, inserting it deeply into the pile of corpses, wanting to break an exit like just now.

However, although the green-skinned corpse cockroach contains corpse poison, it still belongs to the category of creatures, and the mourning stick can only cause physical damage, although it pierces a hole, but the surrounding corpse roaches quickly make up for it.

Zhang Cheng scolded secretly, last time in Sanyuanguan, in order to deal with Wu Jianfeng, he consumed one-third of the corpse qi in his body, and the weeping funeral stick also exerted earth-shattering power.

But that's because he dared to be so prodigal because of the yin difference by his side, and without supplementation, the corpse qi was one point less, and now there was still half of the corpse qi left in his heyday in his corpse pill.

And now there is a corpse mother who does not know the depths, if it suddenly pops out, it is not a joke, how can he not dare to wave like last time.

(End of chapter)