Something that can make Black Fox say the word "dangerous" is definitely not a good thing.
So I acted like a good boy at that time, nodding my head at the black raccoon like a chicken pecking at rice.
The black raccoon also nodded to me, and then I saw its body turn into a handful of black smoke, which silently filled the coffin surrounded by skeletons.
But at that time, my mind was relatively active.
I feel that the situation is getting worse and worse. Before leaving the country, I thought that Duan Tian's inner demon would be the biggest obstacle for me to solve. Once it became honest, all problems would be solved.
It wasn't until I arrived in Vladivostok and met Zhu Rongbu that I realized that Duan Tian's inner demon was nothing at all. It could even be said that he was just like me. He was nothing more than a chess piece buried by heaven. It didn't matter whether he could be solved or not. How could he be solved?
The most important thing is to be able to break free from the control of heaven.ωωw..net
When I got Zhu Rongpu's memory back later, I thought that even if I wasn't invincible, I would at least be able to stand alone. Plus, the blond man also gave me a lot of confidence. After all, as an innate person, he helped me steal from heaven.
Isn't it easy to get a glimmer of life?
But who knew that even the blond man's consciousness couldn't deal with the joint efforts of the four elders of Tianxin Island!
First I was chased by them like dogs, and now when I came to the ghost world, I encountered these things that I couldn't deal with at this stage. This is not over yet. According to Shen Gong, because of the chaos of heaven, there are still many things in this world.
The old guy who has never been born is starting to make a move.
I even wonder if God is playing tricks on me.
Every time I think there is hope, it will give me a big mouth, then point at my nose and scold: "Little bitch, fight with me, you are not even close to me."
There is indeed a big difference. Even if those old guys in China fell asleep thousands of years ago, based on my understanding of Taoism and magic skills, I don’t think it’s a problem to deal with them.
But Duan Tian has been around longer than me, and his inner demons are more domineering than his own body. In addition, as the Lord of Hell of the Seventh Palace, the entire Hades is under his command. What can we, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled do?
Fight with others?
The most frightening thing is, what if the ghost clan, Tianxin Island, and Hades unite?
When that day comes, let alone changing my destiny against the will of heaven, let alone rebalancing the world, whether I can save my life from this troubled world is a question.
Looking at the black raccoon in front of me who was slowly testing the coffin, the worry in my heart increased even more.
Duke Shen said that the world is a cage and the way of heaven is the jailer. If you want to transcend, you must understand the nature of the world.
But once you want to pursue the essence of the world, you will inevitably conflict with the existence of the candle dragon, which is born according to nature. According to the current situation, even with the help of the candle dragon, you can only survive.
What if Zhulong stands on the opposite side of me?
That picture is so beautiful that I really can’t imagine it.
The mist controlled by the black raccoon seemed to be alive, silently, stretching out tentacles to explore the coffin.
There was no smoke at all, and the tentacles gradually climbed up the surface of the coffin like a shadow, only touching the lid of the coffin. Just when they were about to get in, the eighteen skeletons around them suddenly moved.
Just like the eighteen puppets with silk threads tied to their bodies, they were suddenly lifted up by someone hiding in the dark. The minds of the eighteen skeletons lifted up instantly, and the green will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes began to burn at the same time.
This scene shocked Heili.
It seemed that it did not dare to move rashly, and the black shadow covered the coffin motionlessly.
There was a stalemate for a full ten seconds, with the skeleton still making no move, and then the black raccoon tentatively extended its tentacles forward again.
But the eighteen skeletons reacted again. They stood up suddenly, and the cloaks behind them that had not been completely weathered moved automatically without the wind, making a hunting sound.
I felt a killing intent coming towards me, and that killing intent also aroused negative emotions in my heart, and even my inner demons were beginning to stir up.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Heili quickly retracted his tentacles a few centimeters.
Miraculously, the eighteen skeletons also sat on the ground, but kept their heads raised, and the will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes never went out.
"That won't work. There seems to be some restrictions on the coffin, which are connected with the minds of these eighteen skeletons."
Heili's voice rang in my mind: "You'd better call Shen Gongxu over and see if he can block this connection."
"Wait a moment, I'll call him."
Responding to Heili in my mind, I turned around and started walking back.
But what was outrageous was that at this time, I discovered that Shen Gongxu, who was originally staying in the corridor to look at the murals, suddenly disappeared.
"What the hell, where are the people?"
I frowned and shouted softly as I walked: "Shen Gongxu, where did you go?"
"What are you shouting about? Don't disturb me."
The sound came from my left side.
I looked in the direction from which the sound came, and found that a human-shaped pattern on the left suddenly flashed.
Then dense green starlight came out from the pattern, gathered together, and gradually formed the appearance of Shen Gongxu in front of me.
He looked at me and was stunned: "What are you doing?"
"It's nothing. Let's go into the murals and see how the ghost tribe developed step by step ten thousand years ago."
He was absentmindedly talking about a trivial matter: "What do you want from me?"
I pointed to the main tomb behind me: "Heili is in trouble. There are eighteen things inside that he can't deal with."
In the end, Shen Gong took it for granted and said something that made me feel very outrageous: "It can't be dealt with, so what's the use of me?"
"Damn it, you're talking so much that you don't seem to have teeth."
I tilted my head and looked at him: "Brother, it's you who wants the ghost king's spiritual imprint, not the black raccoon. If it's willing to help you, it's already done its best. Are you still putting on airs here?"
Duke Shen opened his mouth and said, "Want to help me? Huh, do you think it really wants to help me? I heard it all. Isn't it because it lost a bet with you?"
After all, Shen Gong dusted himself off and walked straight into the tomb. As he walked, he said in a pretentious manner: "Come here, let me see what incredible thing is there that can destroy us all."
It’s hard to hold back... hmph, isn’t it just eighteen skeletons?”
As soon as he entered the main tomb chamber, Shen Gong saw the eighteen skeletons sitting around the coffins and immediately let out a cold snort.
Before I could react, he gathered his strength and swung his palm directly at the skeletons: "Grudge, by the time you use this method to get the ghost king's spiritual imprint, that old guy Zhulong will be here long ago.
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Hei Li, my Lord Candle Dragon Envoy, stop being sneaky and force your way through with me. What are these skeletons that have been dead for thousands of years to be afraid of? If they dare to stop them, just smash them to pieces!"