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Gala! Gala!

The red-painted coffin groaned under the weight, and the coffin board wedged by the coffin nails trembled violently. The coffin nails came out from the coffin side one by one, and the entire coffin board was lifted up by the shovel!

An extremely strong corpse smell spewed out from the coffin!

Compared with such a strong and pungent smell, the smell of sewage and feces is nothing worth mentioning!

The smell of corpses even infected the colorless air with a putrid light green color!

Su Wu held his breath for the first time, focused his eyes, and looked into the coffin - inside the coffin lay a 'corpse' with a black face and covered with sores.

This 'corpse' was wearing a neat shroud, with 'longevity' pictures all over the black shirt.

The obviously bound feet were wrapped in a pair of black cloth shoes.

The corpse is gray-haired,

sunken eye sockets,

She is already an old woman!

Old woman?!

Could it be that the third senior sister of old Taoist Master Xuan Zhao did not enter the state of 'devil cultivating the Tao' after being sealed in the tomb. The years still left traces on her body, making her different from Xuan Qing and Xuan Qing.

Jue maintained the same appearance as before his death,

But gradually growing old in a coffin?

Su Wu glanced at those little feet,

Suddenly the pupils shrank!

Old woman with little feet——

No, no!

Whoosh!

Su Wu suddenly pulled out the ‘Big Red Lotus Fetal Treasure’!

The bright blade of the sword is covered with red lotuses, which bloom in full bloom, dyeing the blade into flowing karma fire——

He held the great red lotus womb in his hand without any hesitation.

Stab the old woman with the little feet in the coffin with a knife!

That little-footed old woman must have nothing to do with the third senior sister of Xuanzhao Lao Dao - now that she has become a female crown, traveling across mountains and rivers and traveling around is almost the daily routine of a Taoist monk.

If the third senior sister Xuanzhao of the Taoism had bound her little feet, how could she learn the Tao?

How can one practice?!

Xuan Zhao, who was standing next to him, saw Su Wu rise up with a blade in an instant, and the Japanese knife that turned into flowing karma fire in his hand stabbed the old woman with small feet in the coffin. He looked shocked at first, and then his shocked look turned to relief!

That moment before,

He saw the old woman in the coffin,

He almost thought it was the third senior sister he buried.

It's just that the other party failed to enter the mountains and rivers to cultivate the demon body, so the years left traces on him——

But as Su Wu drew his knife and slashed at the corpse in the coffin, the old Taoist suddenly realized - the senior sister did not bind her feet!

Within this disaster and darkness,

The only one with bound feet is the true form of ‘Huigui’!

Su Wu's reaction was not unpleasant.

Even a little faster than his thoughts,

At this critical moment, a knife pierced the air and went straight to the forehead of the old woman with little feet in the coffin——

at this time,

in the coffin,

She had kept her eyes closed, as if she were a dead old woman, and suddenly opened her eyes.

Its eyes have no whites,

In the dark eyes, misfortune suddenly broke out!

Surrounded by the charisma, the old woman with small feet did not make the slightest move, but the coffin under her body suddenly stood upright. The evil charisma gathered on her suddenly pale face, forming two groups of jet-black blush!

Su Wu's Karma Fire Knife, which was thrust towards its brow, was pushed by an unexpected force and instantly deflected, striking the coffin gang!

The originally fragile red-lacquered coffin, now as Su Wu slashed it with a sword, seemed to be made of pure gold, directly blocking the sword whose blade turned into flowing flames!

The old Taoist Xuanzhao on the side suddenly saw the coffin standing upright.

The dark and mysterious charm of disaster burst out from the little-footed old woman in the coffin,

The sword point of his left hand was at the center of his eyebrows, and then he pointed it towards the tomb, using the eight trigrams and hexagrams as the head of the eight-foot eight-foot talisman!

Wow!

The eight talismans suddenly stood up,

Intertwined, coiled, and wrapped around the little-footed old woman in the coffin!

However - the red ink cinnabar outlined on the eight talismans melted and flowed rapidly during the process of winding the coffin. The talisman on the yellow cloth was instantly distorted and lost its original meaning!

Its original power disappeared without a trace in an instant!

Eight pieces of bloody yellow cloth suddenly turned over, and the bloody marks on them gathered into strange characters one by one, and those strange characters gathered with each other, forming all kinds of terrifying true shapes——

Click!

At this moment,

Su Wu finally pulled out the 'Big Red Lotus Fetus'. When he saw the sly words on the eight yellow cloths, he felt horrified in his heart. He didn't dare to hesitate at all. The Big Red Lotus Fetus slashed through the yellow cloths horizontally!

The seven yellow cloths were torn into pieces one after another,

On the last piece of yellow cloth, the words Li Jui finally gathered into a twisted true shape of Li Jui.

The entire yellow cloth was ignited with blazing blood and fire, and turned into ashes as the fire licked it!

The true form of 'Huigui' used the talisman sketched by the veteran to evolve into an accident. The talisman that was originally used to summon the movement of heavenly principles and eight trigrams and imprison evil spirits was finally transformed into Lijui characters, and then summoned the unnamed Lijue.

went!

Will Li Gui, who has been summoned, set foot in the ghost world of "Hui Gui"?

What level of treachery is it itself?

Could it be part of the ‘obscurity’?

So many kinds,

All are unknown!

Su Wu and Xuan Zhao felt solemn in their hearts, and they retreated side by side——

ahead,

In the coffin, the old woman with small feet moved slowly and walked out of the upright coffin. She hunched her back and let out weak coughs.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

The misfortune and misfortune surrounding him gradually disappeared in the sound of gentle coughs.

But the fact that the two of them can't sense the mysterious charm of disaster doesn't mean that the charm really disappears——

Not long after the charm disappeared from their perception,

The old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and coughed several times.

"Cough cough cough!"

When he coughed, he immediately covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, trying his best to suppress the coughing sound that burst out from his chest, lungs and throat - however, the old man felt that his lungs became more itchy in an instant.

, like there are thousands of ants crawling in the lungs!

The old Taoist priest's shoulders were shaking,

Suddenly he coughed more than ten times in a row: "Cough cough cough cough!"

He took off the sleeves covering his mouth and nose,

The sleeves are already stained with blood!

Xuan Zhaolao's back stooped unconsciously. He raised his face and looked at Su Wu, who was still tall beside him. His eyes were dim and his face was full of exhaustion!

It’s just a matter of ten breaths,

The old Taoist priest seemed to be seriously ill and was about to die soon!

"Hui Kui - facing Hui Kui face to face - actually, his energy will be damaged due to accidents!

I'm almost at the end of my strength - I'll give you a ride!

Let me renew the longevity lamp for you!

Go quickly, don’t stay here—"

After saying a few words, the old Taoist priest became even weaker. He was shaky and could no longer walk. He simply stood on the spot and began to pinch the seals with his hands. Behind his rickety figure, his talisman human form appeared vaguely.

"Our altar lamp is still on the altar.

When the two Taoist priests outside saw that something was wrong with us, they would definitely try to rescue us.

Taoist priest, don't say anything depressing.

I'll take you away!"

Su Wu grabbed the old Taoist priest by the shoulders and carried him up. He pressed the old Taoist on his back with one hand and faced the old woman with small feet walking slowly in the distance with a knife in his hand.

Under such circumstances, he did not dare to turn his back on Huigui.

I'm afraid that if I turn my back on Huigui, bigger and more uncontrollable accidents will happen.

Until I really come face to face with Huigui,

Only then did Su Wu understand the horror of this strange thing!

The old Taoist Xuan Zhao almost had a face-to-face encounter with Hui Jui, and was made to lose his fighting power by Hui Jui's killing patterns!

Even when facing Ghost Ganoderma at that time, although Xuan Zhao was helpless, he still had the energy to escape, but now he was faced with it, and he didn't even have the energy to escape!

Huigui may not be much better than Ghost Ganoderma,

but,

Its killing pattern directly causes various accidents, triggers three disasters, and can even affect a person's Qi.

Because the Maoshan witches are almost destroyed, the old Taoist Xuanzhao, who shares weal and woe with them, has also been wavering in energy. Under such circumstances, it is most easy for the evil spirits to take advantage of the situation and directly consume the old Taoist's energy at an accelerated rate!

Su Wu, on the other hand, did not suffer any damage to his energy by facing the dark side.

Maybe Xuan Zhao blocked the thunder for him first,

Or maybe his Qi is involved a lot,

Huigui can't affect him for a while!

"It's a pity... It's a pity, it seems we can't bring back Third Senior Sister this time...

How could this be?

What's the truth about a person's soul but his vitality has been exhausted? What's the truth about this?" Old Taoist Xuan Zhao muttered to himself, and within a short time, he was already talking nonsense.

Su Wu pressed the old method on his back and held the sword in front of him.

A thought flashed,

A bowl of soul-collecting rice appeared at my feet.

With a tip of his toe, he kicked the bowl of soul-collecting rice away, and the grains of rice spread all over the place in front of him——

Wow!

The moment the rice grains were thrown forward, bursts of rancid smell quickly emitted in the void, and they were actually 'steamed' on the spot!

There seems to be no mystery or charm left here,

In fact, the mysterious rhyme of disaster is already so high that even the soul harvesting rice can't break through this strong rhyme. Instead, it is steamed directly under the cunning rhyme!

Su Wu's mind was spinning, thinking about what other methods he could use that would never cause 'accidents'. As his thoughts flashed, his whole body suddenly burst into flames with bright white light.

Wisps of flames gush out from the pores around his body, wrapping him and the old man on his back at the same time.

The firelight swayed around Su Wu,

At the outer edge of the flame, there seems to be an invisible force squeezing the bright white fire, preventing it from spreading high and high, and can only gather around Su Wu and Xuan Zhao Lao Dao!

But even so, Su Wu felt that his condition was much better the moment the temporary Vulcan body gathered by the fire appeared.

The condition of the old man on his back has also begun to improve!

"At this time, is the Kitchen God Cult's method more useful...

It’s really a new trick that can be eaten all over the world.”

Old Taoist Xuan Zhao's eyes became a little clearer.

He squinted at the front and walked slowly, but he never strayed away from the mystery between Su Wu and himself. His brows were furrowed and he never relaxed at all.

Whenever Su Wu is about to distance himself from Huigui's true form,

There are always various accidents happening,

Su Wu had to slow down to deal with various accidents.

——However, Hui Jui has never been able to close the distance with Su Wu. Su Wu has some useful methods that can always block Hui Jui's footsteps at critical moments.

Don't give it a second chance to face yourself!

Under such tug of war,

Su Wu carried Lao Dao on his back and gradually exited the lightning-struck withered peach forest where the third senior sister Xuan Zhao was once buried.

The edge of the peach forest,

On a withered peach tree, a few buds quietly sprouted.

When Su Wu passed it with Lao Dao on his back, buds sprouted one after another on those withered branches, suddenly growing into green leaves and pale pink flower buds!


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