The distance was so close that Jiutian could even see the skin lines on this person's face clearly. The thought that this was a dead man, and a group of people gathered around him as if he were looking at a giant panda, gave him goosebumps.

"Boss, what should I do now?" Lao Zheng glanced at Jiutian.

Yes, what should I do? Jiutian looked at Shi Xuehua, according to their original plan, if they could enter the magic circle, they were going to destroy Shi Xuehua.

But to be honest, Jiutian was a little reluctant in his heart, after all, it was a rare spiritual plant in the world, and it was estimated that he couldn't find it at all now, only this one.

Of course, he also thought in his heart, compared to Fuji Anan's life, a spirit plant will be destroyed if it is destroyed. What's more, if you really talk about it, isn't Gu Nan vine also a rare spiritual plant in the world, how can you find a second one?

"Kill you!" Jiutian shouted rudely.

Lao Zheng was sweating a little on his head, but he said it lightly.

Everyone didn't dare to act rashly for a while, after all, Shi Xuehua looked weird, and it could give birth to that kind of red bug, so it seemed impossible to simply destroy it like this.

Jiutian rolled his eyes and said, "Hua Bai, I remember that there is still a [Fire Tongue] Spiritual Qi Flow, otherwise we will directly use the Spiritual Qi Flow to burn the blood flower at this time." ”

"Not so well. Fuji Anan was a little hesitant, burning people's coffins sounded too taboo and lacking in morality, and he was about to be struck by lightning.

Jiutian didn't think about it so much, but he couldn't cry or laugh, at this time, who cares if he lacks virtue or not, it's better than losing his life. Besides, this coffin is estimated to be at least a few thousand years old, and the bitter master can't find it.

"Let's try it anyway. ”

Jiutian took the aura flow, unscrewed the stopper, and guided the aura to burn towards the blood flower on the coffin.

A long flame suddenly appeared in the air and fell on the coffin.

Everyone stared without blinking.

Just as the tongue of fire was about to fall, the petals of the blood flower shrank suddenly, gathering the petals, and then sank directly into the flesh and blood of the corpse with a whoosh, and there was no trace to be seen.

In the next second, the tongue of fire fell on the corpse, but no matter how it burned, whether it was the corpse or the clothes on it, there was no change, and this flame was useless at all.

When the tongue of fire was extinguished, I saw that the blood flower suddenly came out again, and the petals bloomed, swaying gently twice like a demonstration.

Jiutian was dumbfounded, damn, this flower has become a essence, right?

Hua Bai looked at it, and suddenly said, "I'll come." ”

"Be careful. Jiutian nodded, ready to rewind time at any time if the signs were wrong.

Hua Bai's face was indifferent, and his white palm stretched out without warning, grabbing Shi Xuehua.

It's not fast, it's like holding something in your hand. But Shi Xuehua suddenly stopped shrinking, stopped swaying, as if she felt a great threat, and even trembled slightly.

Jiutian's eyes lit up, he knew that he had just let Hua Bai shoot, why waste another spiritual flow, the spiritual flow he made himself was very expensive, okay.

However, the next moment, something creepy happened to everyone.

I saw the middle-aged man in the hall suddenly opened his eyes, and then his gaze fell on the palm of Hua Bai's outstretched hand.

"Oh my god!" Jiutian felt like his scalp was about to explode, wasn't this a dead man?

Hua Bai was also stunned for a moment, and then directly withdrew her palm, her face still calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

The threat was lifted, and Shi Xuehua swished to accept it again, and he didn't show up, it seemed that he was frightened.

The atmosphere was deadly silent, and everyone didn't dare to speak, staring at the people in the coffin.

But the middle-aged man was also motionless, and it had been ten minutes, if it weren't for Jiutian seeing the other party's pupils trembling slightly, he would have thought that the other party hadn't come back to life.

Who would have thought that the dead man in the coffin would suddenly become on fire? Could it be that Shi Xuehua can really resurrect the dead?

Jiutian was thinking wildly, but no one ran away.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the coffin let out a long breath, and then suddenly spoke.

"For ...... What the...... To summon ...... Wake me up, Zong...... Is there something wrong with the inside?" At first, the middle-aged man was not good at speaking, but he quickly adjusted.

Jiutian didn't seem to have any aggression or anger in his tone, and he was still confused, so he said boldly: "There's nothing going on in the sect, you go to sleep well, don't worry about us, hehe!"

I pour!

Lao Zheng and Fuji Anan almost got on their heads, looking at Jiutian as if they were looking at a neuropath.

When are you still loading garlic here?

The middle-aged man moved his pupils, his gaze fell on Jiutian, and then looked at it for a while.

"You are not a disciple of the sect, I can't feel the breath of Rakshasa in you. As he spoke, his gaze looked at Hua Bai, Lao Zheng, and Fuji Anan in turn, "Why are the clothes on your bodies so strange? I don't seem to have seen similar clothes, who are you?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man suddenly trembled, his arm propped up the coffin, and it took a lot of strength to reluctantly sit up.

This scene reassured Jiutian, with this person's current state, let alone Huabai and Lao Zheng, he was afraid that he would not even be able to beat himself, so he should not be in any danger.

He leaned against the edge of the coffin, his eyes staring at the four of them back and forth, and the doubts between his brows grew.

In the middle of the ring, his face became solemn, and he said, "Is there something wrong with my Cangkong Gate, are you here to inform me??How long have I been asleep?How is Master Han doing now?Is Fluttershy okay?"

One question after another popped out of his mouth, and Jiutian and the others were stunned.

Jiutian thought, he didn't know about Cangkong Gate, but *** he knew, but it shouldn't matter, right...... Shouldn't it be...... It doesn't matter at all, right?

Seeing that Jiutian and the others did not answer, the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly, and his voice trembled, "Could it be that the sect has been destroyed?"

As he spoke, two lines of tears were left in his eyes, and his tone was pathetic.

"Master......... Fluttershy...... I'm sorry for you...... It's all because I'm dragging down the sect...... That's what happened......"

Jiutian listened to it with a great deal of emotion, and from these words alone, it was certain that this person was an ancient cultivator who lived before the period of great chaos. But is Gu Xiudu's brain so big? Obviously, he didn't say anything, but the other party acted out a big drama in his mind about the destruction of the family and the destruction of the sect. It's not too hard to say that it should be true, then the Cangkong Gate must have been wiped out in the long river of time, and there is not even a relevant record left.