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Chapter 1599 Fake Corpse?

Walking to the coffin, he pushed the lid open with one palm.

The rumbling sound broke the tranquility of the ancient tomb and caused ripples in everyone's hearts.

A puff of black smoke rose from the coffin. It smelled pungent and seemed to be poisonous.

Ye Wudao also used his energy to block the black smoke.

When the poisonous mist cleared, everyone cautiously moved inside the coffin to watch.

As a result, everyone was furious when they saw it.

The coffin is empty, where are the bones?

The coffin was well sealed,

And this ancient mausoleum shows no signs of being stolen at all.

Could it be that the corpse was faked and the corpse ran away on its own?

What nonsense.

"What is that?" Lone Wolf's sharp eyes found something in the coffin at a glance.

Everyone looked in the direction of Lone Wolf's finger.

On one wall of the coffin, there was a mushroom-like bulge.

This "mushroom" is gray-black and blends into the coffin. You can't find it unless you look carefully.

Ye Wudao observed carefully for a moment,

The mood suddenly became excited: "It's corpse-scented konjac!"

Corpse-scented konjac!

Others were also shocked.

"This corpse-scented konjac is praised by Hua Tuo as one of the top ten rare and rare herbs."

"It is said that the corpse-scented konjac is highly poisonous and was conceived from human corpses. The disappearance of the corpses must have been the result of the corpse-scented konjac."

"This corpse-scented konjac is indeed highly poisonous, but if it is refined and filtered, its medicinal efficacy is second only to the thousand-year-old snow lotus."

"Xiao Junjun's perceptual physique is truly worthy of its reputation. I, the martial arts community in Daxia, are blessed, haha."

Ye Wudao carefully removed the corpse-scented konjac.

But at this moment,

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the closed underground palace.

"Shu Zi, you have trespassed on my resting place. Do you think you are guilty?"

The sound echoed around and it was hard to tell which direction it came from.

Everyone at the scene was panicked and looked around: "Who are you!"

The other party: "I am Wang Yangming, the owner of the tomb."

"This corpse-scented konjac was conceived by my body. You took it away without permission. Have you ever asked me for my opinion?"

There was a small commotion in the crowd.

"Wang Yangming, that was a famous onmyoji sorcerer during the Ming and Qing Dynasties."

"Only the Yin-Yang sorcerer knows how to breed corpse-scented konjac."

"Could it be that there are really ghosts and gods in this world? Wang Yangming's soul still remains in this ancient tomb?"

Everyone is afraid.

Wang Yangming: "Retreat quickly and we may spare your lives."

"Otherwise, you will be punished!"

Ye Wudao was calm and composed, and said indifferently: "It's just a trick to pretend to be a ghost!"

"Get out of here!"

He punched out,

The fist released strong energy and finally hit the side wall next to it.

The stone on the side wall collapsed, and a black leather coffin exploded from inside.

Everyone was stunned,

It is rare to see two coffins in one underground palace.

Ye Wudao said disdainfully: "Why don't you get out quickly and kneel down before me? Do you want me to pull you out myself?"

Bang!

The black leather coffin exploded violently,

A black shadow jumped out of the coffin and rushed towards Ye Wudao like crazy.

Everyone was frightened when they saw the black shadow.

That black shadow is not a human being at all,

He is the devil.

His eyes were as big as light bulbs, shining with blood-red light.

The fangs could not be covered by the lips and escaped from the mouth.

Blood mist is sprayed out from the nostrils pointing upward, and the whole body is covered with lush hair!

There really are devils in the world!

The devil is extremely fast and incredibly powerful,

Every time he took a step, the ancient tomb trembled.

Ye Wudao actually felt threatened by him.

It can make the most powerful people feel threatened.

What the hell is he!

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