"Boy! Remember your promise to Zhang Qian not to interfere with this king's seizure of the body!"
Zhou Fan, who exited the dreamland and returned to the altar, looked at the ghost king who caught Zhang Qian with a gloomy expression.
The mutated wolf body not far away is still sealed by the formation at this moment. As long as the Ghost King successfully seizes Zhang Qian's body, he can truly escape the control of the wolf body.
Zhang Qian didn't say anything, her eyes fell on Zhou Fan with such a trace of reluctance.
But she still chose to open her consciousness and let her father, the Ghost King, seize her soul.
"boom!"
A sudden change occurred, and a loud noise suddenly came from the sarcophagus hanging down from the ancient bending tree in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Fan heard the Bone Demon's shout.
"Zhou Fan! Help!"
"I don't want to stay here with this crazy bitch!"
"Ouch! Oops, she hit me..."
The sounds of ghosts roaring and screaming sounded one after another, gradually turning into screams.
Before Zhou Fan could react, a strong suction force came from the sarcophagus.
"Damn old man, you took away my son while I was sleeping and cut him into pieces. Today I will cut you into thousands of pieces."
Like the roar of tens of thousands of people, the entire light mask on the altar was instantly shattered by a terrifying force.
Immediately afterwards, the mutated wolf body with white hair was instantly sucked towards the sarcophagus and submerged into the sarcophagus in the blink of an eye.
"Not good! She has been mentally affected by the unknown!"
"Walk!"
When the terrifying suction force enveloped the Ghost King, his expression changed drastically and Zhang Qian was blown away.
After all, blood is thicker than water, and the Ghost King seems to have a sense of responsibility after experiencing being a father.
He could actually seize Zhang Qian instantly, but in the end he gave up.
"Live well! Don't be bullied by that boy!"
"Ghost Mother! I will fight with you!"
Knowing that it would be difficult to escape, the Ghost King shouted at Zhang Qian and warned him.
As his words fell, the soul turned into a huge ghost mask and rushed towards the sarcophagus and sank into the coffin.
"father!"
Zhang Qian exclaimed after being caught by Zhou Fan. She wanted to rush towards the sarcophagus but was caught by Li Qiye.
"Relics!"
At the same time, a hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the Wan Gong Ancient Tree.
Zhou Fan looked for the voice and found an old man's figure that was almost integrated with the tree. He was currently embedded in the tree with his legs crossed.
The worn monk's robe on his body was still vaguely identifiable.
This made Zhou Fan feel suspicious, remembering that Liu Shan had written that he had met an eminent monk.
Is that eminent monk the old man?
Without any time to think, he took out the lamp, dug out the relics from the wick, and shot it at the old monk.
The old monk opened his mouth directly and swallowed the relic into his mouth with a suction force.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of golden light emitted dazzling light all over his body.
All the runes carved on the ancient tree suddenly lit up, and there was a roaring and trembling sound. A white-haired animal claw had been poked out of the sarcophagus, which was shaking violently.
"Zhou Fan! Help..."
Soon, the bone demon's screams and screams came from inside the sarcophagus.
"Roar!"
The terrifying roar of the beast sounded, and powerful force impacted the rune aperture. The white-haired beast claws protruding from the sarcophagus were breaking through the rune defense and trying to rush out of the sarcophagus.
Zhou Fan, who was on the altar, controlled the vines to wrap around Zhang Qian, then left the altar and came to the outside of the sarcophagus.
"Quick! Recite the incantation with me!"
At this time, the old monk embedded in the tree anxiously shouted to Zhou Fan.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajna Param...seeing that all five aggregates are empty, overcoming all suffering..."
The monk opened his mouth to recite, and Zhou Fan could only recite along with him.
But he was a little surprised to find that the other person was actually reciting the Prajna Heart Sutra that his grandmother taught him.
He glanced at the old monk in surprise and felt suspicious, but he did not dare to waste time and quickly continued chanting.
"Roar!"
"Ho ho ho..."
At this time, an even more terrifying beast roar came from the sarcophagus.
I saw the claws of another white-haired animal protruding from the coffin. The two claws had already grasped the openings on the left and right sides of the sarcophagus and were slowly leaning out.
The evil aura surged, and streams of black gas turned into ink and dripped, corroding everything except the sarcophagus.
Zhou Fan couldn't help but be startled when he saw the face sticking out of his head. It was a severely deformed face, with a mouth full of fangs that looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"Quick, think quickly, we must seal it into the sarcophagus. Once it escapes, everything it touches will rot."
The old monk shouted anxiously, and his chanting voice became louder, as if thousands of Buddhas were chanting.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajna Param...seeing that all five aggregates are empty, overcoming all suffering..."
"The path of no suffering is destroyed... because there is no gain, Bodhisattva..."
Zhou Fan didn't have time to think too much, although he still didn't understand what was going on inside the sarcophagus.
But he still sat cross-legged and recited the scriptures. Not only him, but Zhang Qian in the distance seemed to also try to do his part and recited the scriptures along with it, but it was a little less than standard.
As the scriptures were recited, Zhang Qian's body gradually glowed with golden light.
The old monk's body also had a bright golden light, but a more dazzling golden light like the sun suddenly lit up on Zhou Fan's body.
"ah......"
Dazzling golden light shone on the sarcophagus, and a woman's shrill scream suddenly came from inside the sarcophagus.
"Damn it! Zhou Fan, when you refine that monster, just don't let the golden light spread into the sarcophagus!"
The Bone Demon's exclamation was heard from inside the sarcophagus, and when his voice fell, the countless runes carved on the sarcophagus seemed to be activated and lit up with golden light.
Those golden lights turned into chains and wrapped around the white-haired monster in the blink of an eye. Even the terrifying black energy on its body was unable to corrode the rune chains at this moment.
"Purify!"
At this time, the old monk who had already used his magic weapon to carve out a golden rune shouted loudly and blinked the rune out.
When the rune floated toward the white-haired monster, it absorbed countless rays of Buddha's light along the way, especially the Buddha's light that lit up on Zhou Fan's body, which at least doubled the power of the rune.
"Chichi!"
Like fire entering water, the purification talisman is extremely lethal to white-haired monsters.
"Ouch..."
I saw the monster roaring in pain again and again, and the black energy on its body would be purified as soon as it touched the talisman.
Soon, the white-haired monster gradually turned into a ball of black floating gas under the golden light.
Before Zhou Fan could react, the gas turned into a stream of light and rushed toward him.
"town!"
"suck!"
Before Zhou Fan could scream and retreat, the old monk had clasped his hands together and shouted loudly, inhaling the black air into his mouth.
"Give this to your grandma!"
Immediately afterwards, a red ribbon flew and fell into Zhou Fan's hand.
Before he could inquire suspiciously, he saw that the old monk had fallen into samadhi and was motionless.
He gradually exuded an evil aura, but the wisps of evil aura were slowly absorbed by the ancient tree that merged with it.
Zhou Fan looked at the ribbon in his hand, feeling a little confused and puzzled for a moment.
His grandmother has passed away many years ago, so the person he is talking about is probably his grandmother.
"Hurry and close the lid of the sarcophagus!"
At this time, a female voice of reminder suddenly came from inside the sarcophagus.
Before Zhou Fan could react, he saw a beautiful face.
The charming face was now covered with fine beads of sweat, as if he had endured great pain previously.
"Autumn cicada?"
He stared blankly at the woman with her head sticking out of the sarcophagus, and was stunned for a moment.
The woman looked exactly like Qiu Chan in the dream, which reminded him of the happy times he had with her.
But shouldn’t the Qiu Chan in the dream be Zhang Qian?
For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, and couldn't help but stare at each other blankly.
"You want to come in and stay with me?"
Zhou Fan subconsciously shook his head when he heard this!
"Then can you get me out?"
Facing Qiu Chan's question again, he shook his head again.
"Since you can't do that, then just seal the sarcophagus!"
Qiu Chan spoke indifferently, not seeming to have much hope.
Zhou Fan heard this and took out the blood coffin from his dantian. At this moment, the blood coffin gradually changed its appearance, and finally turned into a sarcophagus lid.
"Can you tell me what is going on?"
After hesitating for a moment, he asked again!
"As you can see, those who touch us or want to live forever by eating our flesh and blood will eventually turn into monsters."
"The shepherd boy has recovered now, all he needs is the immortal blood flowing in your body!"
Qiu Chan slowly explained, and with a paw, the blood in Zhou Fan's body spurted out.
Fortunately, he only lost a small amount of energy and blood, so although he looked a little weak, he was fine.
"boom!"
Before he could react, the coffin lid had already flown towards the sarcophagus and closed again.
"Let me ask you, is everything that happened in the dream real or illusory?"
"That person is Zhang Qian?"
Zhou Fan found that his body suddenly became illusory, and couldn't help but anxiously asked Qiu Chan in the sarcophagus.
"When your cultivation becomes stronger and you can break the seal and enter the No. 3 sarcophagus with your own strength, you can see me and Zhang Qian again."
The voice in the sarcophagus did not answer him, but Zhang Qian, who was far away on the altar, turned into a cicada.
"What do you mean? Can you explain it more clearly?"
"Zhang Qian! Do you still remember everything that happened in the dream?"
"Does that have anything to do with reality?"
Zhou Fan found himself floating out of thin air, and immediately guessed that he might be forcibly expelled from the world of Coffin No. 3.
In other words, he was the second person besides the Ghost King to walk out of the sarcophagus alive.
However, Zhang Qian's body, which turned into a cicada, did not become insubstantial, nor did it float out of thin air.
He anxiously wanted to know an urgent answer, and also wanted to take Zhang Qian away with him.
But Zhang Qian just raised her hand and waved goodbye to him, without giving him the answer he wanted.
"Everything that happened in the dream is real!"
"I'm waiting for you to come to me!"
Just when Zhou Fan's figure gradually disappeared, Zhang Qian's shouting voice sounded.
Zhou Fan, who originally thought he wouldn't get the answer, looked at Zhang Qian for the last time and fell into a never-ending dark tunnel.
After a moment of dizziness, he passed out directly.
In the ancient temple, except for the No. 9 sarcophagus, which did not eat anyone this time, all the people with skull marks were swallowed into the sarcophagus.