As soon as the heavy coffin fell to the ground, the few people around him changed their faces.

Perhaps because the chains that bound the coffin had broken, the sleeping ghost inside had a sign of awakening in advance.

At some point, a thin gap was opened between the coffin board and the body of the coffin, and a gurgling black liquid kept flowing out of it, emitting a strange stench.

The smell of mud accumulated in the river water also reminds people of the corpse water after the corpse rotted for many days.

Even through the thick jade, several people could feel the things in the coffin awakening. The extreme cold and cold breath had no substance, but it was enough to freeze people's souls.

Especially after Yu Xing took back the black fog, Zhao Ruru, who had wanted to say something, shut up his mouth, his heart pounding, and an indescribable fear surged.

Yu Xing rubbed his shoulders, relieved his body that was sorely pressed by the weight, and then said, "This thing is very fierce and has too much resentment."

Just now, the white jade coffin was pressing behind him like a hill. Although he had gone by, he was still coming as fast as possible. However, in the past few minutes on the way, the hallucinations created by the thing in the coffin never stopped.

Sometimes the rotten hand was put on his shoulder and whispered in his ear; sometimes the coffin made a sound of being opened, his nails scratched the coffin, making a sharp and strange sound.

Yu Xing could sense the integrity of the white jade coffin, so he ignored it, but his back became heavier and heavier. Every time he rang, it seemed like there was an extra corpse.

When he arrived at the riverside, he was already carrying hundreds of corpses, not as heavy as a hill?

He knew that it was the weight of the innocent life sewn into the evil ghost's body, and even he felt breathless.

"town!"

Luo Yan said concisely and patted a yellow talisman on the coffin on the center of the ghost's eyebrows. His fingertips touched the white jade through the talisman. His hair stood upright, from his fingers to the sky's cover.

This is not the first time that they have happened. They have encountered many ghosts that can arouse people's fear on their first night in Fengtou Town. They have nothing to do with their abilities or insights, and are purely the characteristics of this ghost.

When the talisman paper takes effect, the black water suppressed it, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "Both Zhao Ruru and I have calculated it. When the countdown to the mission ends, it is the most shady time point in Fengtou Town in recent months, so the evil ghost will fully wake up at that time, and Jiang Sui also gained the strongest power at that time. Both appear at the same time and there will be no room for reversal."

He glanced at the coffin and stared at Yu Xing again, with a complicated tone: "But the things in it seem to be pulled by some kind of force. I want to wake up in advance - it should be that the masters who created it are driving it, wanting to stop you from coming."

Fortunately, the black fog has been lingering next to the coffin, and the power of the curse isolates the connection in the dark. Otherwise, the ghost in the coffin may be born a few minutes in advance, so it will be difficult to bring it to the riverside again.

Hearing this, Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of this, Jiang Po and Master Wanban are still behind, and they will catch up soon. I originally wanted to keep them and see if Jiang Su and Li Gui would do something special to them, but after you say this, Master Wanban still has to die first?"

Too.

In order to resist the evil spirits in Jiangzhong who became a pseudo-god, this old man spent so much effort to create a ghost for several years. Since it was used as a trump card, it is impossible that there is no way to control the ghost.

Otherwise, the first time the evil ghosts are born, they must tear all the masters who have killed their lives into pieces.

"No, right." The Siren hesitated, "Master Wanban is considered the main target of Jiang Chong's revenge. We will kill him in advance. What should Jiang Chong do if he is unwilling to accept it?"

"The old thing definitely hides important items from the person he made into a ghost. Perhaps it is human skin and bones, or perhaps it is obsessed with things. Only by holding these can he control the ghost from the connection between fate, and the ghost cannot do anything to him for the time being." Zhao Ruru put his hands on his hips and turned his eyes. Although he knew this truth but pretended not to understand, he insisted on her explaining it, "We just need to snatch these things from all hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two masterminds who were chasing Yu Xinglai appeared nearby.

Jiang Po and Master Wanban stopped fighting. The two of them were in a mess. One was facing Alan's appearance, his body was covered in blood and blood, and the other was stiff, like a puppet.

As soon as the two approached, their eyes stuck to the white jade coffin with the talisman paper. Jiang Po sneered: "I didn't expect that you had worked so much to bring this coffin to the gods!"

She laughed in a veiled crazy way: "Tell me earlier! If I had known that you were so anxious to die, I would have no effort to stop you!"

In her opinion, the birth of a ghost in the town will become a major obstacle for Jiang Su to subdue everything. But if the ghost is born by the river, wouldn’t it be like appearing at Jiang Su’s home court without any defense?

These outsiders who don’t know the truth are stupid. Instead of taking this opportunity to run in the opposite direction, they send themselves to a place that faces the wrath of the gods.

The Master Wanban was the opposite of her. Seeing the coffin being suffocated, his eyes were grim and cursed: "Do you know that this will harm everyone?"

"As soon as the evil spirits in the river come out, they will not care whether you are good or bad. They hate humans and will naturally overwhelm everything. At that time, no one of you or the people in the town will escape!"

Zhao Ruru can have a slight understanding of the plot of the dungeon, but she must not suffer any loss. She whispered loudly: "Isn't this your gift? Just know how many broken things you have done, and you have to remember so many lives!"

"You!" Master Wanban glared at his eyes, and suddenly saw the bell in his hand, his pupils shrank, "Who are you from the Canine God Clan? Priest?"

Jiang Po also narrowed her eyes, as if she was inspired by this word.

Zhao Ruru hummed and laughed: "It's your saint grandma!"

Yu Xing glanced at her.

Seeing her unsurprising appearance, she probably had some guesses about the life experiences of Master Wanban and Jiang Po, but she probably didn't have the chance to know that Jiang Po and Master Wanban were from the same school.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Sure enough, from the beginning of being the saint of the Dog God Clan, she has never really revealed the information she knew about the beginning of her role.

When she heard that she was a saint, the expression of the mastermind behind the scenes was even more wrong.

They seemed to be a little afraid of the ethnic group represented by the Saint, and seemed to be aroused of strong hatred. They actually glanced at each other for a moment and then attacked Zhao Ruru at the same time!

Zhao Ruru's ridicule skills were effective. She skillfully took two steps back, protected the other three people in front of her, and whispered: "Hurry, hurry up, take advantage of this time, and grab all the things from the master! I'm not good at fighting, so I'm dependent on you."

Yu Xing has become accustomed to this.

He carefully observed Jiang Po and Wanban's expressions, trying to determine whether these two people were really aimed at Zhao Ruru.

No.

Not exactly.

The two of them still placed their target on the white jade coffin, just trying to divert their attention by using the problem of the saint of the Dog God clan.

Jiang Po and Master Wanban were once the same school. They knew each other well and were very difficult to cooperate. Shadow puppets, resentful spirits, spells against the eight characters, etc. came one after another.

If there was a vixen, a saint and a businessman who had no combat power, a former Miss Feng family who came back to take revenge but was not afraid, she would definitely not be able to hold on.

Unfortunately, in the face of the countdown to the disaster with one minute left, the deducers' spirits were also concentrated to the pinnacle.

There was a rumbling sound.

A huge heavy golden cauldron hit from a distance, and then a wriggling shadow. Zhao Yijiu jumped out of it, and countless thin threads were divided into darkness. The needle and thread passed through the already stiff body of the master like a specimen, fixed in the air like him.

Blood is like rain.

Zhao Yijiu, who was almost killed with one blow, handed the tripod to Luo Yan with a expressionless face: "Buried."

Then, the shadow was like his palm, and it took out many strange objects.

He held all these objects in front of Yu Xing and whispered: "Look at which one is the key to controlling the evil spirit."

Yu Xing was surprised: "Yes, Brother Jiu, you have good ears. You haven't seen the person just now, and you heard us talking?"

Zhao Yijiu said nothing, without explaining that the shadow was his eyes and ears, and without caring about the screams of the master who had saved his life on his shadow, he just repeated: "Look at it quickly."

He looks like he is completely unaffected by Jiang Xiang and is a fierce ghost in the coffin.

Jiang Po escaped with her young body and looked at this scene that was beyond imagination in surprise. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhao Mou and others pulling a group of wealthy businessmen who cried and called for their parents, and realized that he could not defeat these people at all.

This is a group of monsters that come from nowhere!

None of them are humans!

She suddenly turned her head, knelt down to Jiangshui, kowtowed and bowed:

"God, eat them, eat them!"

“Just like you ever ate me!”
Chapter completed!