Bang!

Another harsh sound was very loud in this quiet underground palace.

"ah……"

"Ghost...there are ghosts!"

King Yan shouted loudly and strode forward, "A group of waste, why are you panic? There is a great immortal here, what are you afraid of?"

Looking towards the sound, I saw that the clay sculpture was heard. The clay sculpture was cracking. The sound just now was the sound of the clay slices on it peeling off and falling to the ground.

Hearing the scolding of King Yan, the soldiers remembered that there were immortals here. Even if they encountered ghosts, what would happen? Ghosts should be afraid of immortals.

Yi Han frowned and his eyebrows were condensed into a ball, because there was a wave of life on the clay sculpture. The clay sculpture was alive, and it can also be said that the sixth-generation bones inside were alive.

How is this possible?

Yi Han was shocked, what's going on? Why did the sixth generation of the body have the chance to be resurrected?

Kakka...

The clay sculpture is still falling, and you can see that the clay pieces on the clay sculpture's arm have all fallen off, and a white boned arm appears in front of everyone.

What’s even more shocking is that the bone arms are moving, and it is moving, and it is alive!

"Ghost...is it really a ghost?"

The hundreds of soldiers present were terrified again. The scene in front of them was really terrifying. Although they were unparalleled soldiers, the scene in front of them exceeded their cognition.

"ghost……"

Everyone collapsed again and retreated one by one.

The same was true for the King of Yan at this time, because he also saw it, and his heart was beating, looking at Yi Han beside him, "The Supreme Immortal... Is this... really a ghost?"

"Ghost, have you ever seen such a ghost?"

Yi Han walked forward and showed murderous intent. There might be something wrong with his sixth life and he was resurrected.

The mud was peeling off, and a bone-like arm was stretched out. At the same time, the mud on the clay chest and legs were also falling.

"I want to see, what are you?"

The sixth-generation body has undergone a change, and Yi Han can already determine what changes have occurred. I still don’t know. I will only know after the sixth-generation body comes out of the clay sculpture.

"Super Immortal, this...this!" The King of Yan could no longer remain calm, and he saw two bone arms dancing, which made people tremble.

Yi Han turned around and said to King Yan: "Let your people withdraw from the underground palace..."

At this time, the soldiers had long wanted to run away, but they had never received orders. Now when they heard Yi Han let them go, they ran so fast that even the King of Yan himself wanted to escape.

"You go too..."

The King of Yan, who received the order, slashed out of the underground palace with his teeth. At this time, the clay sculpture was slowly standing up, and a dazzling golden light rose, like the rising sun, dazzling.

"I am merciful!"

A loud Buddha's name echoed in the underground palace.

In the dazzling golden light, a figure sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands folded. It was a dry bone and a white bone. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground like an old monk.

"Old bald donkey, no matter who you are, you'd better roll out of this corpse, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." Yi Han was angry and had already guessed that the sixth generation was occupied by someone, and the other party was a monk. This brilliant golden light was the Buddha's light.

"The donor was joking. The donor scooped the little monk's practice and made the little monk's Nirvana Sutra fail. The little monk never asked the donor to argue. Instead, the donor had the intention of killing the little monk. Why is this?"
Chapter completed!