When everyone saw that Zhou Han was injured, they all shouted.
Zhou Han wiped his mouth and smiled bitterly, knowing that he really encountered a tough situation today.
If I had to deal with it by myself today, I would definitely not be able to do it, and if I had to carry it on, I would probably be doomed.
However, Zhou Han had no choice at this time. He could only carry on and give Qin Fan a chance for his soul to return to his body.
Thinking of this, Zhou Han gritted his teeth again, pinched the second talisman paper between his two fingers, and shouted.
Immediately the talisman flew away with a sound.
The transformed white tiger was golden and three meters long. It roared and the whole forest seemed to tremble.
The white tiger's fangs were white and it jumped directly towards the coffin.
Bang!
There was a loud noise.
White Tiger is also finished.
Then Zhou Han spat out another mouthful of old blood.
The magic talisman of transforming the Four Symbols consumes his energy extremely. If the Four Symbols are broken, his body will be injured.
At this time, Zhou Han was completely shocked when he saw the coffin. The coffin was intact and was approaching with great momentum.
Even though it's just a coffin.
But the powerful evil energy it brought over the entire corpse river caused a change of color in the sky and the earth, and the evil energy was awe-inspiring.
He knew that if Qin Fan didn't wake up now, the whole village would suffer, let alone him.
Suddenly Zhou Han took a few breaths.
At this time, he held two talismans at the same time and threw them away.
Suddenly Suzaku and a heavily armored old turtle appeared.
Suzaku's whole body was covered with flames, and his mouth was full of flames, burning toward the coffin.
The old Northern Xuanwu turtle fell into the water, albeit slowly.
But the thousand-year-old shell had complicated symbols printed on it, and the golden light symbol fell into the air and attacked the coffin.
Zhou Han originally thought that with these two things, he should be able to force the coffin back, but he thought too much.
The two gods Suzaku and Xuanwu almost always attack the coffin, but they are still ineffective.
After several bang bang bang sounds, it finally turned into two crumpled talisman papers.
Seeing this, Zhou Han was completely speechless.
The paralysis of the coffin was so severe that he vomited two mouthfuls of blood. Zhou Han did not dare to think about it anymore.
He hurriedly took out another piece of talisman paper, drew a talisman and threw it away.
The paper talismans turned into thousands of swords, and the swords rained down from the sky and flew to the coffin.
A squeaky sound!
The swords fell on the coffin one after another, but they were still unable to shake it. At the same time, Zhou Han jumped up and used the remaining breath of energy in his body.
He jumped into the air, grabbed a sword from the sword rain, and slashed directly at the coffin!
The cold and shining sword struck the coffin lid like it was striking a stone.
At this time Zhou Hanxue became cunning.
When the tip of the sword penetrated the coffin lid, he tilted the hilt of the sword, and Zhou Han tried to lift the coffin lid open.
However, he still thought too much. The coffin lid was as heavy as ten thousand pounds and could not be shaken.
But at this moment, the coffin lid banged, and a gap suddenly appeared. Zhou Han picked out a sword flower, inserted the tip of the sword into the coffin gap, and picked it again.
At this time, what shocked him and everyone was that a hand stretched out from the gap in the coffin. The hand looked like an ordinary person, but it was obviously longer than a human arm.
That hand stretched out and grabbed the tip of the sword, directly grabbing Zhou Han's sword.
At this time, Zhou Han was no match for the opponent's strength.
And he can't let go of this sword transformed with talisman paper.
At this time, there was a loud bang from the coffin, and a layer of black air slowly floated out from the lid of the coffin.
Zhou Han saw that something was wrong. He was tired of dealing with the contents of the coffin and hurriedly resisted the sinister aura.
If he inhales this evil spirit, Zhou Han will be completely ruined!
Suddenly Zhou Han hurriedly took out a talisman from his pocket and threw it down.
While reciting the spell silently, he stepped on the talisman with both feet, and Zhou Han then played with the hand in the coffin.
While Zhou Han was doing it, he turned around and shouted loudly to the shore: "Are you okay? I can't hold it anymore!"
He had just spent his true energy and used the techniques of the four gods. He was already seriously injured, and now he was no match for the thing in the coffin.
If he carried it any longer, he would definitely be beaten to ashes.
But when he saw that Shen Qingyan was still giving Qin Fan some breath with her eyes closed, he knew that she was not healed yet.
Suddenly Zhou Han groaned secretly.
He then gritted his teeth and struggled with the coffin again. At this time, the coffin suddenly made a loud noise and gradually submerged into the river.
But Zhou Han couldn't move unless he let go of his hand, so he fell into the water together with his sword.
Zhou Han yelled, stepped on the coffin lid with both feet, and punched the hand.
As a result, before it hit him, the hand in the coffin seemed to be able to sense it, and the hand squeezed his hand tightly, causing a sharp pain.
At the same time, there was a scream from the river bank, and Zhou Han looked towards the Eight Ghost Cave while submerged in the water.
This sight made his hair stand on end. He saw more than a hundred corpses coming out of the Eight Ghost Cave.
That’s right!
It's coming out.
Those corpses were swollen all over, and some had already turned into carrion after several years. They all came out at this time.
"Holy shit"...
Zhou Han was completely desperate at this time. It seemed like he was doomed today.
And he was dragged into the water by the coffin, and needless to say, he died immediately.
"Brother, brother"...
The moment Zhou Han sank into the water, he roared twice for help.
In fact, he knew that Qin Fan probably wouldn't wake up for a while, and besides Qin Fan, no one here really had the strength to save him, but he still couldn't help but ask for help.
The rotting corpses were coming and Zhou Han was about to die. Everyone screamed in despair. They felt as if their bodies were being sucked by something and couldn't run away. Seeing the rotting corpses walking towards this side, some of them fainted.
When the scene fell into a dead silence and coldness.
Suddenly on the river bank.
Qin Fan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then opened his eyes suddenly and coughed violently.
And Shen Qingyan behind him also spent a lot of energy.
Seeing Qin Fan wake up, she suddenly gave Qin Fan a weak smile.
Her eyes popped out suddenly, and she whispered softly: "Qin Fan, you finally woke up, I was scared to death."
Although Taoist cultivators like them are ordinary people, their Taoist skills are strange. It is normal for the body to gather true energy, but there is not much true energy.
But now after giving Qin Fan some input, Shen Qingyan felt as if her entire body had been drained.
At this time, Qin Fan took a moment to buffer himself.
After waiting for a while, he looked at the entire river of corpses with cold eyes.
The coffin, Zhou Han, and the hundreds of rotting corpses were about to sink to the bottom of the water.
Qin Fan immediately frowned, turned around and took Shen Qingyan into his arms.
He wiped the other person's tears, and then whispered to Shen Qingyan: "You need to rest for a while."
As he said that, he gently leaned Shen Qingyan against the incense table and asked her to rest first.