The black-robed young man woke up leisurely, saw a sheep's face and a horse's face in front of him, and immediately became furious, and wanted to resist, but with a bang, a machete was put on the black-robed youth's neck, swallowing the edge.

"Boy, you'd better be honest, otherwise grandpa, I won't even make you a dead man!"

The white dragon horse didn't know where to get the machete, a ruffian hooligan who got out of the way, stared at the black-robed young man and said proudly.

Although the black-robed young man was arrogant, he also knew that he was already a prisoner at this moment, and he didn't care about the two fools, the white dragon horse and the old goat, stared at Ling Xiao and said, "Who are you? Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain is the territory of my dead clan, if you dare to hurt me, all of you will have to die here!"

"I'll just ask you one question, and if you answer to my satisfaction, I don't mind sparing your life!

Ling Xiao stared at the black-robed young man and said coldly.

"The coffin here......? Who the hell are you, how do you know that there is a coffin here?" the black-robed young man's face changed, and he stared at Ling Xiao and asked.

"This is the coffin I put here 10,000 years ago, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid it has fallen into the hands of your dead people, right?"

Jin Se's gaze was very calm, but it seemed to have a power to see through people's hearts, which made the black-robed young man tremble.

"You stayed? are you...... Are you the woman who wounded your grandfather 10,000 years ago? You're still alive?!"

The black-robed young man's eyes showed a look of disbelief.

He once heard his grandfather say that 10,000 years ago, a woman of a human race entered the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain and wanted to bury a coffin, but she got into a fight with her grandfather, and finally injured his grandfather.

Now, 10,000 years have passed, and the Terran woman has not died, but has come here again.

The black-robed young man knew that something big was going to happen!

But looking at the murderous eyes of Ling Xiao and the others, he knew that he was afraid that if he didn't say it, he would really be more than lucky today.

"That coffin is indeed in the hands of my dead clan! If you let me go, I can go back and beg Grandpa to return the coffin to you!"

The black-robed young man rolled his eyes and said slowly.

Bang!

Unguarded, the white dragon horse kicked the head of the black-robed young man with another hoof, kicking him with gold stars in his eyes, his mind blackened, and he almost fainted.

"Boy, what are you going to do with us? Let you go back, are you really stupid for us? Dare to play with grandpa and me, believe it or not, grandpa, I will kill you?"

The white dragon horse stared at a pair of big eyes, and looked at the black-robed young man unkindly.

The black-robed young man hated the old goat and the white dragon horse to death in his heart, and he gritted his teeth in his heart and wanted to break these two bastards into pieces, but on the surface, he still had to squeeze out a smile and said: "My grandfather is the third elder of the dead clan, don't worry, as long as I go back to ask grandpa, he will definitely return the coffin to you!"

"No need, your grandfather should have arrived!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he felt that several powerful auras came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain and appeared in the sky above this mountain.

"What bullshit dead people, a group of living dead people contaminated with the breath of life and death!Ling Xiao, let's go out and kill them cleanly, and then rescue them from Linfeng!"

The old goat also had a murderous flash in his eyes and sneered.

That powerful aura contains a strong aura of death, without the slightest fluctuation of vitality, and exudes a cold killing intent and rage, it should be the person of the dead clan.

"Let's go!"

Ling Xiao's gaze flickered, and he walked out of the cave side by side with Jin Se!

Outside the cave, more than a dozen powerful and incomparable figures appeared.

The leader was an old man in a black robe, with an old face, deep and cold eyes, wearing an ancient Taoist robe, which looked a little shabby, as if it was the clothes of a certain sect, exuding a vast and terrifying aura all over his body, and the murderous aura locked Ling Xiao and several people together.

The black-robed old man turned out to be a powerful god, and his body was full of divine might, exuding powerful law fluctuations, as if making the void in all directions tremble slightly.

And the dozen or so figures behind him were all blue-faced and fanged zombies, but their strength was much stronger than those zombies brought by the black-robed youth.

"It's you?!"

The black-robed old man saw Jin Se beside Ling Xiao at a glance, and there was a look of extreme shock in his eyes.

The black-robed old man is the grandfather of the black-robed young man, the third elder of the dead clan, and the strong man of the dead clan who was injured by Jin Se 10,000 years ago.

He didn't expect that after 10,000 years, Jin Se would come here again.

As if thinking of something, the black-robed old man's eyes showed a hint of coldness.

"Let go of my grandson, I can let you go!"

The black-robed old man stared at Jin Se and Ling Xiao and said, his eyes were very indifferent.

"You know what we're here for! Hand over the coffin I left here, and we can spare his life!

Jin Se glanced at the black-robed old man and said very calmly, as if he was recounting a fact.

"Arrogance!"

The eyes of the black-robed old man instantly became gloomy, and he sneered: "This is the Dead Clan, you have no qualifications to negotiate conditions! Don't say that I haven't seen your coffin, even if I do, everything in this Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain belongs to my Dead Clan!"

"Old thing, you are really shameless! Your grandson has admitted that the coffin was taken away by you, and you still open your eyes and talk nonsense? Believe it or not, I hacked your grandson to death?"

The white dragon horse glanced at the black-robed old man with slanted eyes, and the machete left a bloody mark on the neck of the black-robed young man.

"Stop!"

The black-robed old man was bruised, and his eyes flashed with the light of choosing people to devour, and he couldn't wait to slaughter Bailongma and Ling Xiao now, but the black-robed young man was in their hands, which made him a little jealous.

"Grandpa, save me!"

As soon as the black-robed young man saw the black-robed old man, his eyes were full of excitement, and he began to shout loudly for help.

The black-robed old man stared at Ling Xiao and Jin Se and said, "Let go of my grandson, don't forget, this is the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain, the territory of my dead clan! If you hurt him, everyone will die! As for the coffin you mentioned, it is indeed among our dead clan, but I can't be the master at all!"

The black-robed old man finally compromised, and it seemed that this grandson had a high status in his heart.

Ling Xiao was also a little surprised, these dead people are simply living dead, it is difficult to leave the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain, relying on the rich death qi to live, it is a very strange state, but what Ling Xiao didn't expect is that they actually have the same intelligence as humans, and even have emotions.

"What's the point, let you call the shots!"

The white dragon horse sneered and said.

(End of chapter)