The blood corpses trembled and howled.

As if he had received a suicide order, he rushed towards Cheng Fan one after another.

“…Come on, come together.”

Cheng Fan said lightly.

"I'll send you to hell!"

Just finished speaking.

Cheng Fan flipped his hands and two balls of thunder in his palm had condensed in his hands.

Several talismans swirled in the air into formation, blocking the corpse group tightly.

The flying sword shone with a cold light circling around Cheng Fan, revealing its sharpness.

The next moment, thunder blew up at the corpse group, and the cold sword energy flashed away.

The sword light came first, and it was cut in half.

Then the thunder exploded and killed everything, leaving no trace of the scum.

...

The massacre ended.

The surge in Cheng Fan's aura has not yet dissipated.

“…strong…want to eat…come…”

The sarcophagus trembled violently, and the formation pattern was quickly wiped out by an inexplicable force.

The existence in the sarcophagus tries to break out of the coffin!

Old Dao Lin was supported by Zixu and stood up. He looked in the direction of the sarcophagus and frowned in a ball.

"Trouble!"

At the same time, the old monk looked shocked.

He didn't care about the filth behind his back and ran wildly with the little monk on his back.

"The formation can be persisted for a month, right? Why is it going to be broken suddenly! But you must catch up..."

The red light kept flashing, and the sarcophagus was pushed open a gap, emitting bursts of black mist, spreading towards it.

"I couldn't even warm up just now, now it's time to exercise my muscles and bones!"

Cheng Fan grinned and smiled confidently.

A blazing sword light suddenly burst out from all over his body, instantly cutting off the black air spreading from the sarcophagus.

The violent lightning spread from him with the power of heaven and rushed towards the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus trembled suddenly, and the sarcophagus that had already opened a gap closed with a bang.

"Wuhu! Big brother is mighty! Master, is this considered to be controlling it?"

Old Dao Lin looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "No, no! It is more active, and..."

"careful!"

There were pursuers in front of Cheng Fan. The blood corpse's eyes turned red, and his body emitted violent blood, and rushed towards the sarcophagus frantically.

Zixu couldn't help but scream: "Where did they come out?"

"The clothes are different, they are the missing villagers!"

Old Dao Lin's face looked very ugly.

Cheng Fan's eyes were indifferent, and the thunder wandered around him.

Just as he was about to send out lightning to kill these blood corpses.

But they found that their target was not themselves, and rushed towards the sarcophagus one after another.

The corpses rush by, not all of them were Yang Xiuguan, and there were many more ordinary people dressed in fashionable clothes.

His eyes were blood red, and he howled and rushed towards the sarcophagus, trampling on each other, and the blood stained the entire sarcophagus red.

Black mist suddenly surged out of the sarcophagus, and all the blood corpses were sucked into the coffin.

"not enough……"

"More...I want more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two huge blood rays of blood were originally from the depths of the cave, and the aura reached the late stage of the Tao.

The ones who came were Li Xiuyang's master and junior brother.

These two blood corpses were thrown into the sarcophagus without hesitation and turned into nutrients for the owner of the sarcophagus.

There was a dead silence outside the sarcophagus, leaving only violent thunder.

At the same time, the old monk gasped and rested with the stone altar.

The sarcophagus was so close that it was right in front of him.

Just now, the master and apprentice were almost swept into the black fog.

"Huh... I finally caught up! The disciple, take out the relics and help the master improve the sealing formation."

The old monk shouted twice, but there was no movement on his back, and the young monk ignored him.

The old monk was furious: "Why are you stunned? You haven't come down to work yet!"

Suddenly, the little monk shook the old monk's head and shouted: "Master! The sarcophagus... is opened!"

The old monk suddenly looked at the sarcophagus in horror like a bolt from the blue.

...

The coffin lid is opened.

In an instant, Cheng Fan heard a twisted sound.

A haggard hand pulled out the lid of the coffin, with a trembling breath.

"More! Give me...more-!!!!"

A strong chill swept across the place instantly.

"Wooah!"

Zixu screamed and his whole body trembled.

Old Dao Lin's face darkened and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The old monk and the young monk who were closest to were shocked on the spot.

Old Dao Lin shouted loudly: "Stop it! Don't let it go out!"

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

Cheng Fan said lightly, and took a step forward and walked straight towards the sarcophagus.

The owner of the sarcophagus stood up, wrapped in black mist, emitting a shocking yin energy, which was no less than the ordinary golden elixir.

"roar--!!"

Cheng Fan glanced at it indifferently.

The golden elixir rotates rapidly, and is constantly squeezed out magic power, and a dazzling white light condenses in the palm of your hand.

The thunder in the palm of his hand was compressed to an outrageous level by Cheng Fan using his great magic power.

The lightning is like a substance, carrying the power of heaven, secretly in line with the Tiangang.

Cheng Fan could even be sure that this palm thunder was approaching the power of the last thunder when he passed the tribulation.

"Transcend the five elements? Outside the six paths?"

"It's just a body that should have decayed and vanished."

Cheng Fan said lightly, disdainful.

"It should not be tolerated by things between heaven and earth. If God does not punish you, it is not the time."

"I Daoxuan, today I will punish him on behalf of God and give you a disaster!"

As soon as the words fell.

A dazzling white light flew out from Cheng Fan's hand and suddenly bombarded the owner of the sarcophagus.

The white light instantly tore the black fog around him, revealing a cold face and fangs.

The highly compressed palm thunder exploded instantly, and the impact air waves swept away the filth and chills, and the entire cave instantly brightened as daytime!

After counting breaths, the white light dissipated.

The stone altar has become ruins, and the sarcophagus has been blown into powder.

The owner of the sarcophagus disappeared, as if he was killed by this blow and destroyed in ashes.
To be continued...