I just said that this black coffin makes people honest and upright.

As a result, the younger ones come out as the older ones.

Chen Huaian stared at the weird old man on the bronze coffin with all the special effects turned on. He didn't feel any pressure when facing the night crow, but when facing this weird old man, he felt extremely stressed.

The enemies I encountered before didn't feel fatal.

But this old man really made him feel uneasy.

What is the other party's level of cultivation?

In the later stage of Qi training, is it great perfection?

The Black Coffin User is at the master level.

Then this thing is at least a soldier level, maybe even a general level.

Chen Huai'an licked his lips and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he is called a tyrant or KSC-0. That is the face position of the Cancerous Demon Dragon. Putting aside the Cancerous Demon Dragon, he is just a soldier or a general. Even if those high-grade thunder and fire talismans are added, it may not mean much.

"You go ahead, I'll hold him back."

He tilted his head slightly to alert the frightened demon slayers, while he himself faced the strange old man's sword guard with black scales.

뀪His strength is still enough to fight against this monster.

Except for him, all the monsters that followed were killed in seconds with every move.

“Tyrant…” The two master-level demon slayers burst into tears.

"Don't call me tyrant, it's disgusting, call me handsome Chen Huai'an!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Huai'an drew his sword.

He had very little spiritual energy left, and it was not enough to support him in using the sword style.

He thought of himself as a low-blood assassin who could kill the squishy mage. As long as he was fast, accurate and ruthless, he would have a chance.

Seeing Chen Huai'an flying towards him and trying to dodge, he laughed out loud:

"Good! This momentum is worthy of the old man's affirmation! I just know that you can withstand the old man's soul light! Soul refining!"

The mask of the demon split open to reveal a black face with fangs.

The skinny minion made a move, and one of the bone lamps flew towards Chen Huai'an.

As he got closer, the light from the bone lamp turned from white to red, like blood.

Chen Huaian's Black Scale Sword was shrouded in blood light and froze in mid-air.

The sword was covered with rust at a speed visible to the naked eye, its spiritual energy was drained away, and spots of corpse appeared on the back of the hand holding the sword.

"Strange, how come you have such little male vitality?!"

He stared in a daze at the soul fire that lit up on the bronze pillar.

The soul fire was so weak, it was just like a candle in the wind.

However, the bone lamp failed to absorb enough yang energy and began to tremble, showing signs of collapse. Xu looked unhappy, as he had to lose some of his hard-earned energy.

His secret method of refining souls and resolving corpses is overbearing, but once he fails to take away enough yang life, he will reduce his yang life and cultivation by half as a substitute for offering to the Corpse King.

"Haha, you old bastard, think about it, your father is dying!"

Chen Huai'an knelt on one knee, with a strand of gray hair hanging by his ear, but the old man was obviously much older.

He still had a chance, even though his spiritual energy was exhausted and every part of his body felt weak and tired.

But if he delays a bit and recovers some spiritual energy, he will be able to activate the Thunder and Fire Talisman.

I just don't know whether this grade thunder and fire talisman can bring harm to this old man.

Although Li Qingran had the immortal thunder and fire talisman, they were all given to Li Qingran by him. When he asked Li Qingran for the elixir yesterday, he had already discovered that all the props he had paid for to give to Li Qingran were labeled "Li Qingran only", and he could not extract them.

There is an unusual force stirring within the body.

A tempting voice sounded in his ears, asking him to hand over control of his body.

Chen Huai'an knew that it was the demonized cancer cells that were holding him back.

"Humph, you have a lot of longevity, but your companions must have a lot of longevity, right?"

Lu looked at the two master-level demon slayers who had not yet escaped behind Chen Huaian, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The bone lamp flew out, but caught up with the two girls who were running away.

He didn't intend to let any of them go.

He wants to kill them all!

Blood gushed out, and the two girls turned into old women in an instant, kneeling on the ground and scratching their loose skin in fear. The pink-haired girl's butterfly hairpin fell to the ground and broke into three pieces.

Chen Huai'an turned around and saw this scene and was almost furious.

His three hundred thousand!

Just to be ruined like this? !

After absorbing the male vitality of the two girls, the long hair that Lu had draped behind his head turned gray again. He waved his hand again, and the bone lamp flew towards the two master-level demon slayers behind Chen Huaian.

"Don't let yourself be illuminated by that bone lamp!" a hoarse roar rang out.

The truck's huge concrete block roared in, smashing the bronze pillar into spider-web-like cracks, interrupting Lu's attack.

A strong man fell in front of Chen Huai'an.

His eyes were red, scorching steam was emanating from the pores on his skin, and purple blood vessels were wriggling like earthworms under his muscles - it was none other than the man with the beard who had been chasing after Lu with the compass in his hand.

"Another one has come..."

Lu's nails scratched the air, and five black lines wrapped around the bearded man's neck, securing him in place.

The bloody light from the bone lamp enveloped him.

However, this time, the bone lamp that absorbed yangshou did not work.

Black thread is broken.

Luo Haisheng tore off his clothes, revealing a body full of wriggling black tumors.

These cancer cells, which should have been fatal, are now multiplying wildly in the blood.

"I heard that your ability is to absorb male life?" Lu Xihui sneered, tore off a piece of cancerous tissue and threw it at Lu, provoking: "Come on, suck one for me to see? Come and suck out my big male life!"

[His weakness is the bronze pillar under the bronze coffin...]

A thin, long fleshy bud extended from the back of the beard's head and stuck into Chen Huai'an's ear, mumbling:

[What this old monster showed in front of us was a corpse puppet, not his real body. His real body was even in the bronze coffin, it was all a trick. His limbs and heart were all locked in the bronze pillar. I will help you attract attention, you go and destroy the bronze pillar! ]

Chen Huai'an came to complain about this strange way of transmitting sound.

He just nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

During the short period of respite, he had recovered a little bit of his spiritual energy, and then he secretly took out all the thunder and fire talismans, ready to go.

The advantage of sucking Yangshou was lost and he was beaten up by the man with the beard.

But no matter how much his body was torn into pieces by the beard, he could recover in a short time.

"It's useless. If you kill me, you will strengthen my power by killing evil spirits. Similarly, if you kill me, you will strengthen the master's power... Hehehe, no matter what, you will die!"

Xu looked at Luo Shahui, and there was sarcasm and ridicule under the broken mask.

"Really?"

Seeing Chen Huaian standing up, the bearded man knew the time had come. He extended countless tentacles from his body to lock the urn, bronze pillar, and bronze coffin in place.

opportunity!

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and threw the talisman forward.

The spiritual energy was transmitted along the arm to the thunder and fire talisman.

Several golden lights shot into the air and locked the demon.

Boom——!

Along with the sound of thunder, golden lightning and fire gushed out from the talisman.

"Shit!" Upon seeing this, the man with a beard quickly let go and watched helplessly as the thunder and fire swallowed up the bronze pillar and the bronze coffin.

A drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead.

If he had been burned by the lightning fire a little later, he might have been burned to death, but he had a hunch that being burned by lightning fire was definitely something worth experiencing.

In the thunder and fire, Gu Dengming was constantly turned into powder, and the wailing of his soul could be faintly heard.

The 魎 melted in the fire.

He was not afraid, nor did he wail.

The tattered mask completely shattered, revealing the skull underneath and a sinister smile.

"Please Corpse Ancestor..."

"Delicious food!"

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