Under the thunder-induced technique, the man in black robe turned directly into coke.

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Hui Wu: "Brother Hui Wu, does this count?"

Hui Wu nodded seriously and said, "You only have fifty-eight."

After a pause, Hui Wu seemed to have thought of something and reminded him: "Brother Fang, don't use group attacks. If you want to push sideways, men must fight head-on. Touch head-on is the romance of men!"

After saying that, Hui Wu rushed into the man in black robe.

Countless attacks fell on Hui Wu, but they couldn't even get the waves up, and Hui Wu could take away several of them every time he swept.

Fang Mu knew Hui Wu's strength, and with a loud roar in the lake, he took away countless aliens, but now he actually plays hand-to-hand combat.

I have to say that this should be a little hobby of Hui Wu.

Well, just try Liaoyuan gun technique.

Fang Mu carried his gun and rushed into the crowd like Hui Wu.

However, Fang Mu and Hui Wu are different from defense methods. Hui Wu relies on the zombie's strong body to resist directly, while Fang Mu relies on the membrane of thought power.

"Beat this nameless man to death first, and then siege Hui Wu!"

I don’t know which man in black robe said something, and most of them surrounded Fang Mu.

"I, an unknown person?" Fang Mu pointed at himself in surprise, and then his face became dark.

I have never suffered any losses since I got the gold finger. Do you look down on me?

The attack falls on the mind-power membrane and quickly melts into invisibility.

The people in black robes were shocked to find that the man looked like a loach, attacking him, and soon slid to the side, even melting invisible.

Fang Mu held a Blood Sword Gun in his hand and used the Liaoyuan Gun. The tip of the gun was covered with flames and lightning, and used it to the extreme with the wildfire that spreads the prairie.

Every shot can take away a man in black robe, and the pleasure of mowing grass makes Fang Mu obsessed.

"He's a tough guy, too!"

A man in black suddenly found something wrong. Why did he hit them the less people? There seemed to be an invisible barrier on the other party, and he and others did not harm him at all.

"Heaven will kill me!"

Under the offensives of Fang Mu and Hui Wu, the number of men in black robes began to drop sharply.

One of the men in black robe had a trace of ruthlessness in their eyes, and they came to the wooden barrel and raised it up.

There was a lot of blood in the wooden barrel. The man in black robe wanted to die together. Since he could not fight back, he would die together.

As long as you pour blood on the coffin, you can completely activate the things in the coffin, and both sides will suffer losses!

At this moment, a sound rang out.

"How could I make such a bloody mistake?"

The lightning fell, and the man in the black robe holding the wooden barrel instantly turned into coke.

Not only that, lightning formed a mesh around the barrel, surrounding the barrel.

All the men in black robe who were close to the wooden barrel were roasted into coke by lightning.

The people in the black robe slowly stopped the offensive and surrounded Fang Mu and did not dare to move around.

Fang Mu took the time to look at the gray-eyed person, and his eyelids twitched: "Is this what you are talking about as a cultural person?"

I saw that Hui Wu had already shown his true form, and his green face and fangs looked particularly scary.

He caught a man in black, opened his mouth and bit it towards his neck.

The blood stumbled into Hui Wu's mouth, and the man in black robe shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a mummy in a blink of an eye.

“Hey~~~~”

Fang Muchang exclaimed, looked at the guarded man in black robe around him, raised his spear and continued to attack.

Two minutes later.

The ground was covered with corpses of men in black robes, and only one man in black robes stood next to the coffin, his face full of confusion.

There are hundreds of people on my side who are killed by two people in a blink of an eye. No one will be confused and even doubt their lives.

Hui Wu calculated by counting his fingers and shook his head and said, "Brother Fang, this is yours. I, Hui Wu, keep my word. If you say you kill fifty-nine, you will kill fifty-nine. If you kill one more, I will lose."

Fang Mu licked his lips and was about to kill him directly.

At this time, a mutation broke out.

The originally quiet blood-red coffin suddenly moved, and the coffin board jumped violently, as if something was about to run out.

"It's over...it's over..."

The man in black robe suddenly weakened his legs and then he fell down directly.

Fang Mu frowned and said, "Isn't it just a zombie?"

How could the reaction of this man in black robe be even more panicked than seeing them?

The man in black robe said in fear: "We dug this coffin in the extremely cold place of the snowy mountain according to the guidance of the Pavilion Master. We have never opened it from beginning to end, but just raised it according to the method said by the Pavilion Master."

"Although we don't even know what is in the coffin, the Pavilion Master said that the things inside are terrible."

"You are talking a little nonsense!" Fang Mu snorted coldly, shot the man in black robe, and then looked at Hui Wu.

At this time, Hui Wu frowned, as if he felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Fang Mu asked, "Is the things inside very unusual?"

As a zombie, Hui Wudu showed this expression. Is the thing inside really a very evil thing as the man in black robe said?

Hui Wu thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, his face changed drastically: "Brother Fang, hurry up and hold down the coffin board, it's that thing!"

At this time, the coffin board was already jumping more and more violently, and it was about to be lifted up.

Hearing Hui Wu's words, Fang Mu quickly reached out and pressed the coffin board.

But what surprised him was that with his four-syllable power, he actually had a tendency to be bounced away.

"What is this thing?" Fang Mu looked at Hui Wu and said with difficulty.

Hui Wu stretched out his hand, and a drop of blood appeared in his middle finger.

After the blood appeared, the coffin board jumped even more violently, and Fang Mu almost got rid of it.

Hui Wu quickly wiped off the blood and smiled bitterly: "Brother Fang, this may not be a zombie, I made a mistake in judgment."

Fang Mu: “…”

Hui Wu continued, "There are things that live here, but there are big things."

After saying this, Hui Wu also stretched out his hand and pressed the coffin board.

With the two of them working together, the coffin board was finally pressed down.

Fang Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's the big deal?"

What is it that makes Hui Wu say that it has a big background?

Hui Wu explained: "Things must start from the last Dharma-Ending Age..."

"Brother Fang, you also know that that era was a crazy era, and most monks could do anything to survive."

Fang Mu nodded, even thinking about killing demons to support people, the monks of that era were indeed crazy.

Hui Wu's eyes were a little far-reaching and continued: "There is another rule in the Dharma-Ending Age. The stronger the people, the faster their spiritual energy will be consumed, that is, the stronger the ones will die faster."

"Some powerful existences came up with various ways to resist death, and killing monsters is just one way."

"It's true that many people have succeeded. I, Lao Liu, have all succeeded."

"And there is another person who used an extreme method in that era, and we don't know if it was successful."
Chapter completed!