The soil was wet and seeped, and it was quickly peeled off, but it was not easy. About half an hour later, the old sheep suddenly shouted: "I saw it, I saw it."

Li Dadong and I looked at each other and nodded each other. I went ashore to guard the rest. The two of them continued to dig the soil. The gloomy corpse energy continued to surge from below. However, when we encountered the method of sealing the mountain and vein cut off the mountain and cutting the veins arranged above, we instantly rushed back, and some were directly shaken away.

Paying attention to the situation below, I still glanced around with concern. I also had one of the biggest concerns in my heart, that is, the old man who would have a snare in the middle of the process, this would be even more difficult. Even the three of us combined were not enough to deal with him.

I think the old man is not unfathomable in his practice. If he determines his ability based solely on his thin figure, it would be nonsense, because while the Taoist sect practices in the body, they naturally have corresponding body protection methods outside. Since there is protection, they must have the ability to attack. If there are practitioners who only focus on the practice of the method in the body, it would be fine if they are in the Taoist sect. But if they are in the mountains and fields, unless they are invited to a fellow Taoist sect or disciple who has the body protection method to protect the Dharma from the side when practicing, any evil spirit monster can take the opportunity to break the practice method, resulting in the failure of the practice.

The old man was able to silently remove the thousand-year-old elixir without even leaving the zombie. It can be seen how profound his practice has been. Since he has practiced like this, there is no need to mention the method of protecting the body. With his Taoist arts and Taoism that never reveals its dew, I am not surprised not to take this drought bar seriously, but if we stop us from fighting the drought bar, I believe we don’t even have room to fight back.

In fact, according to the old man who said, with his practice, there will definitely be many seekers who seek Taoism who want to take him as his teacher. Since he refused to accept others, why did he choose me? I thought that Master had to accept me as his disciple in order to save me, but I knew that Master treated me sincerely, but I also knew that the identity of the unlucky ghost was still with me. If I hadn't been wearing a magic card on my body, I would have become an unlucky ghost that everyone disliked.

The Taoism taught by Master and the mystery of the world that led me to understand. Although I got rid of my inferiority complex in the past and had a new position on life and practice, I still couldn't forget my other unlucky identity. Unfortunately, even Master didn't know why. Could it be that the old man didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen me as his apprentice?

Judging from the practice of the old man in the strange world, his disciple will definitely achieve great Taoism in the future. If I had not known my master first, if I had not worshipped in Maoshan Taoist Sect, I might have worshipped the old man as my teacher without saying a word. But since I had worshipped in Maoshan and entered the authentic Taoist Sect of Maoshan, I could not change to someone else's disciple. Besides, except for the master, I will not call the second person as my master, and I will never,

After thinking about it, I still can't figure out which point the old man likes me and what is worthy of his so difficult and forced me.

At this moment, all the coffins in the cemetery were revealed, but I was so excited that I looked down and couldn't help but scream: "Old Yang, Dongzi, hurry up, come up, something is wrong."

There were black air around the four corners of the coffin, and the rich black air. I frowned. This was the first time I encountered this breath. It was so evil. It was actually the most yin and evil. A black air appeared on the heads of Lao Yang and Li Dadong. This was a sign of destroying the yang. They could not touch the coffin anymore, otherwise something big would happen.

Lao Yang and Li Dadong looked at me without knowing it, but they still climbed onto the ground quickly. At this moment, Lao Yang and Li Dadong's faces were no different from the Yin corpse I had seen. Their eyes were black, the yin energy was pale and slightly sallow., The yang energy on their bodies had not decreased, but there was a lot of Yin energy. This was strange. What was the drought inside doing? Why didn't they absorb the Yang energy, but instead emit Yin energy for Lao Yang and Li Dadong to absorb it?

Anyway, this is not a good thing,

Lao Yang and Li Dadong looked down again, and this time Li Dadong spoke first: "Why did Mr. Da suddenly call us? It's just a few nails to pull it off and you can open the coffin, but,,."

"Dong."

"Shh." A strange sound came from the coffin. I quickly stretched out my finger and made a gesture of silence, but at this moment, a muffled sound came from the coffin again: "Dong."

This time I heard it clearly. It was indeed the sound from the coffin. Not good. Could it be that the drought must come out of the coffin by itself?

I was about to take out the money sword, but my arms sank suddenly. I looked around and couldn't help but be shocked. Old Yang, and Li Dadong, actually grabbed my arms at the same time.

"Old Yang, Dongzi, what are you doing?" I looked into the eyes of the two of them and saw endless confusion and lowness. Damn, they were controlled by the breath of drought. I was secretly shocked. At this moment, a bigger impact sound came from the coffin: "Dong,."

"Bang,."

The lid of the coffin suddenly turned up with a burst sound, and deep inside the coffin, a gray corpse with several corpses stood up suddenly.

The birth of the drought,

I didn't care much anymore, and suddenly closed my hands and pinched out a Tiangang Seal. Perhaps because my mind and mind were wonderfully united at this critical moment, a burst of energy shocked Lao Yang and Li Dadong on both sides,

Then, the old sheep woke up from the staggering and exclaimed loudly: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

I slowly touched the Jinqian Sword, staring at the monster like a thin monkey in the coffin without blinking, and said coldly: "You can tell by looking at it yourself, ,."

"Drought Ba, I've killed you." Li Dadong picked up his sharp knife and rushed to the cemetery like crazy. I quickly stepped forward to stop him but was still one step late.

The drought bar suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Dadong, slowly opened his mouth, and made a low scream: "Hello~~~~"

A ball of evil spirit like a sharp arrow came out of the mouth of the Hanba, hitting Li Dadong in the chest. Li Dadong staggered and retreated, "thump" took a few more steps, and finally fell heavily at the foot of the mountain.

I looked at Li Dadong who was unconscious with my heart. But at this time I couldn't come forward to visit him. I had to concentrate all my energy on dealing with this weird guy.

The old sheep had some leisure time. Perhaps she was too scared and even joked by Li Dadong: "That's it, it's cooler before the three axes arrived. It's really OK."
Chapter completed!