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Chapter 1182: The corpse of a saint?

The most terrifying thing is.

He was still alive, his chest was heaving, although only his skeleton was left.

But you can hear the sound of powerful breathing!

Chu Feng was stunned on the spot.

He didn't dare to move easily, because the mummy-like saint-level strongman opened his cloudy eyes and stared straight at him.

"Didn't you say that he was sleeping? Why did he wake up now?"

Chu Feng's heart beat violently.

I feel the danger of death.

"Who are you?" In the coffin, the mummy asked in a hoarse voice.

"come over!"

He opened his mouth and made a movement to signal Chu Feng to come closer.

When Chu Feng heard this, his scalp went numb.

He gritted his teeth, then gritted his teeth and moved forward, heading towards the pool.

"Senior, I am a disciple of this generation of Fuyao Sect. I am one of my own, and I am here to pay homage to my ancestors on the orders of my master, the Eighth Patriarch!"

Chu Feng quickly gained wisdom and said quickly.

"Lao Ba's junior..."

The mummy was silent for a moment, as if thinking about it.

"yes!"

Chu Feng responded bravely.

"The day before yesterday, I just sent a human horse. It probably wasn't sent to me for life. So, what are you doing here?"

The mummy raised his eyes and looked Chu Feng up and down, "Moreover, you also picked things belonging to the ancestor!"

"This is not a good habit!"

His tone was deep.

Very calm, but full of pressure.

Chu Feng glanced around.

Capture an important point, race!

He felt his scalp numb more and more. The people who were nailed to death by the iron pillars here were of human race. They were buried in the blood-colored soil and used as fertilizer. They should be the same.

at the same time.

He saw a familiar figure.

People like Ye Liusheng were once abolished or severely injured, and were brought back by the Fuyao Sect.

Unexpectedly, he did not receive any treatment.

Instead, he was abandoned directly, treated as a human race, and died miserably here, with his eyes wide open, and it was very miserable.

The more Chu Feng waited and watched, the more he felt chilled.

This is definitely a ruthless character.

Even if you are going to die and live to survive, you can be so ruthless towards your disciples and grandchildren!

Indifference to the extreme.

"This junior is here under the orders of the Eighth Ancestor..." Chu Feng bit the bullet and threw all the blame on the Eighth Ancestor of the Fuyao Sect.

"Why!"

"I know that my ancestor is an old man, and the Fuyao Sect has a lot of objections to me, but I didn't expect that the first one who wanted to take action was Lao Ba!"

"My ancestor has always been the best to him!"

"I just used a few of his disciples and disciples, why is it like this!"

The mummy in the coffin made a sound and sighed.

Chu Feng stood where he was, not daring to move.

He didn't believe that this man really missed his old love so much.

and.

He also got some news from it. There is something wrong with this old immortal thing!

Definitely not as strong as you see at the moment.

It is very likely that you will not be able to move with all your strength, otherwise, you will be finished in the first moment!

"Ancestor, this may be a misunderstanding, actually..."

"The Eighth Patriarch still has something to do, so he asked the juniors to come and said that only the juniors can do it!"

"Let me find the ancestor!"

Chu Feng took a deep breath, and the heaven and earth in his body shook. At the same time, he was communicating with the remnant soul of the saint and the candle dragon totem.

this moment.

The only thing left is to give it a try!

"Really!" The mummy smiled vicissitudes of life, seeming to be quite interested, and motioned for Chu Feng to come closer.

"The Eighth Patriarch said..."

Chu Feng was very close, and at the moment when he was about to set foot, seven ancient swords were unsheathed at the same time.

at the same time.

From him, the power of the saint and the totem of the candle dragon emerged at the same time.

Swordsmanship, holy power, mythical totem.

All in the air.

"The Eighth Patriarch said that you, an old immortal, should have died a long time ago. Let me give the ancestor a ride!"

Chu Feng raised his eyes.

The eight heaven-defying swords roared.

The Immortals and Buddhas of the Six Realms were the main ones, and they took action directly and forcefully.

boom!

For a moment, the mummy didn't even react.

The sword energy mixed with the holy power and ancient totem patterns exploded together.

The mummy shook, and at the critical moment, his hands flew into the air, turned into sharp claws, and struck out.

Bang!

A huge impact erupted, and the sword light converged into one, slashing down.

The hand of the mummy took everything and was cut off, spreading endless death energy.

This arm.

It seemed like a treasure, shining with a dark luster.

at the same time.

Chu Feng took a hard blow and his chest was almost pierced.

He flew upside down, and at the same time, he grabbed the severed arm of the mummy, and with the help of this propulsion, he ran fast.

The Eight Transformations of the Heavenly Demon and the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon move instantly.

There was a bang.

It tore apart the sky and rushed towards the entrance of the great world.

all of these.

Happened in the blink of an eye.

When the mummy shook again, Chu Feng's figure had already bolted away.

And in place.

The coffin was about to explode, and a heavy death aura swept across the world like a huge lock.

"Evil disciple, do you want me to die?"

The mummy roared.

He let out an inhuman roar, and at this moment, his true appearance was clearly seen. Under the skin and flesh, only bones were left, all dark, like a magic weapon, extremely stiff.

but.

Although he was angry, he seemed unable to escape from the coffin.

The death energy spread from his body, but it locked himself.

Gululu!

Sudden.

The pool shook, causing countless huge bubbles.

Faintly.

You can see that it is an image of a middle-aged man, as if he is about to rush out of the pool and manifest.

The body is crystal clear, as if it is about to revive.

This mummy should be his fallen body, which needs to be nourished in a pool and reborn!

"Lao Ba, you are so brave!"

"Destroy my corpse, and cut off my foundation? If my corpse technique is perfect..."


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