The ancient corpse that broke out of the coffin.
A dragon-patterned jade box is wrapped around the body, tightly covering the chest, and a pure gold head is embedded in the neck. All the five senses are present, refreshing and lifelike.
It’s just...
His appearance is clearly that of the King Wuyang seen in the mural of the Palace of Heaven when he came.
Everyone was shocked and their faces were full of disbelief.
After all, the ancient paintings in the Guanshan Ancient Building clearly show that when Feng Shigu came with Guanshan Taibao, he had already cut the Wuyang King into eight pieces and separated his body. Now in this tomb of the Earthly Immortal, How could another one appear?
"Human skin is used as a coffin."
"This is a triple coffin, Kunlun, do it!"
Chen Yulou's mind was spinning, and the cold light in his eyes was like a waterfall, Who the hell is this King of Wuyang? He is clearly Feng Shigu wearing the skin of King Wuyang.
One layer of gold coffin, one layer of jade box with dragon pattern, that is, one layer of jade clothes with gold threads, and one layer of human skin of King Wuyang.
The emperor's coffin has nine layers, the prince's coffin has five layers, and the doctor's coffin has three layers.
Feng Shigu was only a small town in Wuxi Town. A leader who started out as a tomb robber dared to use a triple coffin. This person’s ambition was evident.
However, Dixian Village is full of luxury and magnificence. Even the imperial mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty is incomparable. He didn't bother to use the nine-layer coffin.
And.
This triple coffin is not necessarily just for violating etiquette.
This person is bent on seeking immortality, and secular kingship may not be in his eyes. Whether it is the human skin of the Black Sheep King or the jade clothes with gold threads, they may be just witchcraft to nourish the corpse.
Buzz!
Hear the words.
Kunlun didn't even think about it. He shook the halberd in his hand, broke through the fog, and pierced the chest of the ancient corpse.
He didn't hold back any energy on this halberd. The energy and blood all over his body surged like thunder. The cold light on the tip of the halberd was blazing, and you could even see a wisp of gun-force sword energy erupting.
The euphorbia pierced the chest without any deviation. The ancient jade pieces on the dragon-patterned jade box, which were threaded with gold threads, instantly shattered to pieces. At the same time, the human skin like a python robe was also pierced, and scarlet blood flowed. , dripping on the triangular halberd blade, and the strong fishy smell rushed straight into the nose.
At the same time.
A layer of black mist rolled up from the cracks in the jade armor.
But... when the big halberd broke through the two outer coffins in a row, when it went inside, it seemed to be blocked by something, and there was only a sound of gold and stone.
Seeing this, Kunlun frowned and had no intention of taking a step back. Instead, he shouted lowly. The strength in his hands increased again, and Qingyue's clang sound was even more astonishing.
The great halberd, which had been forged through countless efforts, was bent little by little until it was almost twisted into a big bow.
Veins burst out on Kunlun's forehead, and the muscles in his arms were knotted, almost bursting out of his clothes. The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the floor tiles was like a heavy rain.
But the halberd tip still couldn't move forward even half an inch.
“How could this happen?”
“Damn it, could it be that Feng Shi Guzhen became a corpse immortal?”
"It's just steel and iron, I'm afraid it should be sold out."
Seeing this scene.
The expressions of the people around were even more ugly, and the horror in their hearts was indescribable.
Kunlun was born with infinite strength and could tear apart tigers and leopards alive. After practicing Qixing Hengqigong, he stepped into the realm of martial arts master at Zulongding in Kunlun Mountain. Not to mention a mere ancient corpse, even if it is poured with molten iron, copper Even if it is filled with grout, it can be broken by him.
Not to mention the spurge he used in his hand.
From Pingshan Town Lingjiang.
That man fought on the battlefield during his lifetime, and the weapons he carried were stained with countless lives and blood. After his death, he guarded the general's tomb. Under the influence of the earth's dragon energy, the euphorbia had already turned into a fierce weapon.
I dare not say that everything is indestructible, but since I followed him, I have been soaked in a lot of demon blood.
Now, the body cannot be broken open.
This is obviously not right.
"Brother Kunlun, stay out of the way and let me try."
The old foreigner raised his eyebrows, and instantly drew the dragon bow in his hand to the full moon. The sound of the bow string buzzed continuously, like a violent wind and rain.
Hearing this, Kunlun did not hesitate and immediately retreated. The next moment, a ray of cold light broke through the sky, carrying a terrifying and devastating force, and went straight towards the ancient corpse like a meteor chasing the moon.
Cang!
His big bow is made of secret gold as the bones and dragon tendons as the strings. It is then smelted by a hundred-foot fire dragon and hammered hundreds of times before it is sold out.
Every one of the demons who died under the bow had practiced Taoism for at least a hundred years.
So far, apart from the frustration suffered by the old dragon in Dongting Lake, no monster has been able to stop it.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow was already coming.
But what surprised him was that the extremely sharp iron arrow did not penetrate the ancient corpse and nail it to the golden coffin as expected, but instead seemed to hit an iron plate, clang A loud noise echoed in the tomb, and the group felt deafening.
The arrow cluster buzzed, and fire could be seen faintly flying around. The half of the arrow tail left outside was trembling.
"Damn it, is it possible that Feng Shigu has been transformed into a jade armor and a golden body, or has he not turned into bones?"
The corners of the old foreigner's eyes jumped wildly when he saw it.
I just feel like there is a lot of depression in my chest that is hard to vent.
It is not uncommon for ancient corpses to turn into zombies. During the years when he followed his senior brother to fight for pearls, he couldn't remember how many he had seen. But even the Yuanren general in Pingshan could only refine the copper skin and iron bones.
As for the demon, the beast, and the immortal bones, they only exist in legends.
Now on this ancient corpse.
It may not be a rumor that he felt that he would not turn into bones for the first time.
"Why can't your jade armor and golden body turn into bones? You kid can't admit that you are weak?"
"Let me do it!"
"Today he was granted the title of Master Gu. Even if he becomes a corpse immortal, I will smash his turtle shell with three whips.”
Listening to the old foreigner muttering to himself, Yang Fang couldn't help but laugh and curse.
Inspiration flows within the Dantian.
In an instant.
The runes on the four-edged and seven-jointed corpse whip in his hand erupted like fire.
Although he usually doesn't know what to say, when it comes to dealing with rigor mortis, almost no one among the four sects, except the King of the Corpse, can beat his magic whip. After the words fell, without any hesitation, Yang Fang stepped on the seven stars and stepped on the Tiangang. In the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the golden coffin, aiming at the half-sitting ancient corpse and hitting it hard with a whip on the head.
The sound of breaking wind resounded at extremely fast speeds.
Wherever the runes passed, the black mist dispersed and the air became distorted.
I don’t know if the ancient corpse finally recovered, or if it sensed the danger, it swayed and held the edge of the coffin with both hands, as if it was about to break the coffin and escape.
Just...
How could Yang Fang give him a chance?
With a sharp look in his eyes, he moved faster and hit the pure gold head with the whip in an instant.
Bang!
A loud noise.
He actually made a deep crater on the top of his head. The originally lifelike facial features were twisted into a ball due to the huge force, which looked indescribably weird.
The ancient corpse, motionless as a mountain, fell down several inches under the astonishing force.
The golden head seemed to be stuck in the neck.
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After a crackling sound of bones, the pure gold head could no longer hold up, and fell from the neck with a bang, rolling After entering the golden coffin, corpse gas billowed out like smoke from the hollow neck.
The Taoist runes engraved on the whip are specially used to suppress corpse disasters.
At this moment, as soon as the corpse aura was sensed, the runes instantly turned into majestic cracks and burned along the ancient corpse. The corpse aura billowing at this moment was like phosphorus fire meeting the wind, burning more and more vigorously.
The ancient corpse in the golden coffin was suddenly wrapped in flames and fell into the sea of fire.
Seeing this, Yang Fang immediately withdrew his magic whip and replaced it with a diamond umbrella. He opened the tent to block the spreading flames and blocked them back.
The others also took a few steps back.
Close to the rock wall of the tomb, staring at the ancient corpse in the coffin.
"You have something good, kid."
The old foreigner couldn't help but admire as he looked at the figure retreating in front of him.
I had seen him carrying a steel whip around all day long, but he only used it once when he entered Chenjiazhuang for the first time and had a sparring match with Kunlun. As a result, he was suppressed by the opponent and could not lift his head.
It is natural to despise three points in my heart.
Unexpectedly, facing this ancient corpse today, he and Kunlun returned without success.
On the contrary, Yang Fang, the boy, shattered the pure gold head with a whip, and now he used the talisman fire to plunge the ancient corpse into a sea of fire.
"Does that need to be said?"
Hearing this, Yang Fang couldn't hold back his lips, raised his eyebrows and smiled.
The divine whip, or to be precise, the corpse whip, is the rigor mortis in the tomb.
Whether it is a black and white walking zombie, a flying zombie or an old rice dumpling with a bronze skin and iron bones, a jade armor and a gold body, with a whip, it will keep its head bleeding and its body broken.
However, even as he said this, his eyes never left the ancient corpse.
Just in case.
After all, it was no ordinary ancient corpse.
The Kunlun spurge and the old foreigner's dragon-shooting bow failed to break open his body. If it were burned to ashes, he would feel wrong.
"Wait..."
really.
This idea just came up.
The ancient corpse that was burning in the sea of fire suddenly stood up. The blazing talisman fire did not seem to cause much harm to him. Only the jade armor and golden threads covering the body were melted by the fire. , the double layers of jade armor peeled off like rain.
Not long after.
The entire dragon-patterned jade box fell off from head to toe like a python shedding its skin.
The jade pieces could not withstand the burning flames, and they exploded like fried beans. The sound of banging in the golden coffin was endless.
When the jade box completely faded away, a red figure also appeared in the fire.
It’s just...
The skin and flesh on that body was actually extremely rotten, and corpse spots and blood spots could be seen everywhere. The most bizarre thing was that countless corpses could be clearly seen on the chest, abdomen, shoulders, neck and back. Traces of stitching.
The flames are still spreading at this moment.
Just now he took off his jade armor, and his carrion body was once again wrapped in fire.
There was also a pungent and unpleasant burning smell permeating the tomb. Even though the black scarf covered the face and protected the mouth and nose, the smell of corpses could not be stopped at all and went straight to the top of the head.
The group felt their stomachs were churning, and they almost vomited out all the dry food they had eaten on the way here.
It was hard to suppress the discomfort.
The next moment.
They seemed to have seen something incredible again, their eyes widened and their brows furrowed.
The human skin could not stop the blazing flames, and was melted away in less than a moment. At the same time, a slender figure emerged from the human skin corpse bag.
Looks like forty or fifty years old.
Wearing a black robe, embroidered with Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish patterns.
A long hair is tied up by a jade crown.
The heroic spirit on his face is condensed and unbreakable
Holding a fly whisk in his hand, he reveals the posture of a true hermit in the mountains.
Looking at his figure and appearance... he is 60 to 70% similar to Feng Sibei.
It’s just that the former is wearing a cyan Taoist robe, and the other is wearing a black Taiji cloak.
Also, the biggest difference is that although Feng Sibei is old, he is full of vigor and vitality, while that figure is completely enveloped by a gloomy corpse aura, which looks very ghostly and terrifying. Incomparable.
"It's Feng Shigu!"
"He actually became...the Corpse Immortal!" (End of Chapter)