"Zhao Jie, Zhao Jie!" Seeing this strange scene, those who were familiar with the black-robed monks had their hair on end. They quickly called out the name of the monk who fell into the black iron coffin, but did not get any information.

respond.

A big living person was swallowed up by a coffin.

Li Zun's eyes were gloomy, staring closely at the giant black iron coffin that had been restored to its original shape.

There was no change at all, because just after Zhao Jie fell into the giant coffin, a small part of the strange gray patterns on the surface of the giant coffin began to shine with a blood-red luster, as if it came to life.

He seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure and needed to verify it again.

So he named another monk from the underworld - it was the monk in purple who just called Zhao Jie's name, "You, go and explore this coffin again!"

The purple-clothed monk did not expect that disaster would fall from the sky, and said in fear: "Palace Master, I..."

"Huh?" Li Zun snorted coldly, his eyes raking across the purple-clothed monk's face like a knife.

Under Li Zun's fierce gaze, the purple-robed monk's face turned ashen.

As cultivators from the underworld, they have been implanted with the inner demon's poison in their souls, and Li Zun controls the mother's poison of the inner demon's poison. With the mother's poison, as long as they dare to attack Li Zun, Li Zun can do it.

With the suppressive power of the mother Gu over the child Gu, it is easy to counterattack them.

So even if Li Zun destroyed his Nascent Soul and his cultivation level dropped drastically, they would not be able to resist him at all.

Under Li Zun's pressure, the purple-clothed monk could only slowly walk into the ancient palace, and walked to the side of the black iron giant coffin with trembling legs.

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The four of them, Lu Qingshan, watched this scene with their auras hidden in the distance.

To be honest, the methods used by the four of them to conceal their auras were not very clever, and could even be said to be very crude.

However, because the attention of the monks in the underworld is currently focused on the giant coffin in the ancient palace, no one has noticed the arrival of Lu Qingshan and the others until now.

"There's something wrong with these underworld monks!" Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "Both their looks and condition are very bad."

Tantai Qingrun observed it carefully and nodded: "That's true."

Generally speaking, using the explosive secret method will not only damage the Tao foundation, but also bring powerful sequelae.

After the powerful force gained from the explosion subsides, the monk will fall into a state of extreme weakness for a long period of time.

As for these underworld monks, in order to quickly break the restrictions of the Tomb of Demon Spirits, they used explosive secret techniques, so now they are all in an extremely weak state, and their strength is only one-tenth of what they were in their heyday.

"By taking this opportunity, maybe we have a chance to wipe out these underworld monks." Lu Qingshan said earth-shattering words in an understatement, murderous intent bursting out.

There were scarlet light spots flickering in his dark eyes.

Normally, his murderous intention is not so serious.

"Lu Qingshan, the heartbeat and calling are becoming more and more obvious." King Xishu stood on Lu Qingshan's shoulder and suddenly pulled Lu Qingshan's hanging hair and said nervously.

"Did the sound come from that black iron giant coffin?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The calls and heartbeats that King West Rat inexplicably heard are still a mystery with no answer.

King Xishu nodded, shook his little head violently, and quickly explained: "The heartbeat does come from that coffin, but that calling sound comes from there!"

The Western Rat King stretched out his little paw and pointed at the naturally formed underground pool in the center of the square.

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered in his mind.

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On the other side, under the pressure of Li Zun, the purple-clothed underworld monks were already very close to the black iron giant coffin.

The black iron giant coffin did not make any unusual noise at this time.

"Break open this coffin." Li Zun's voice was like the cry of a night owl, which made the purple-clothed monk feel an icy chill.

Under Li Zun's persecution, the purple-clothed monk did not dare to delay.

A green wooden ruler appeared in his hand, which was his magic weapon.

The purple-clothed monk held the wooden ruler in his hand, with green clouds lingering on it. He swung it towards the giant coffin and struck it, trying to break the outer shell of the coffin.

clang!

A bloody divine light rushed out from the surface of the coffin, knocking the purple-clothed monk's green wooden ruler away on the spot.

At the same time, a bloody aura rushed towards him, causing the purple-clothed monk to lose consciousness for a moment.

At this time, with a creaking sound, the giant black iron coffin was like a huge mouth of a ferocious beast, and once again opened a small gap. The monk in purple swayed his body unconsciously, and unexpectedly fell into the giant coffin.

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The coffin lid slowly closed under the fearful eyes of everyone.

Everything returned to calm once again. If the only change was that it was that the gray pattern on the surface of the black iron coffin once again lit up a large area.

Already about 10% of the pattern is shining with luster.

Li Zun's expression became more and more ferocious, he had verified his guess.

He tapped his fingers lightly and quickly named a dozen more underworld monks.

"You all enter the ancient palace and work together to open the coffin lid!" Li Zun's tone was cold, revealing an unquestionable meaning.

The faces of the underworld monks whose names were called showed a look of collapse. One of the monks shook his head repeatedly and said in a trembling voice: "Master, you are sending yourself to death..."

And his steps were retreating unconsciously.

Li Zun laughed sinisterly, and with a slight thought in his mind, a black light shot into the monk's eyebrows. The speed was so fast that he could not react and dodge at all.

The next moment, the monk held his head, screamed, collapsed on the ground, twitched continuously, and screamed like a ghost, "Ah...ah...

.... Lord, have mercy on me, have mercy on me... This subordinate is wrong, this subordinate is wrong!"

Li Zun was not moved by this, but watched coldly as he rolled and twisted on the ground like a bug.

After thirty breaths, Li Zun stopped torturing the hell monk.

After Shattering the Infant, his cultivation level was no longer enough to suppress all the monks present. He could use this to intimidate the monks in the underworld and let them understand that as long as the inner demon's poison on them has not been lifted, they will always be controlled by him.

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"This coffin may not kill you, but I can make your life worse than death." Li Zun glanced at the crowd and said coldly.

For a moment, all the monks in the underworld were silent and did not dare to say anything more.

If you are a dead Taoist friend and not a poor Taoist, you are not asking yourself to die anyway.

Most of the underworld monks thought this in their hearts.

The underworld monk who was used to kill chickens to scare monkeys struggled to get up. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, his face was pale, and he weakly begged for mercy: "It's my subordinate's fault."

Li Zun showed no sympathy at all. He pointed at the coffin in the ancient palace and said sternly: "Hurry up!"

With the lessons learned from the past, even though he knew that he was going to die, the hell monk whose name was called this time no longer dared to resist or argue anything. He could only silently walk into the ancient palace and walk to the black iron coffin.

"Open the coffin lid!" Li Zun shouted.

A dozen underworld monks put their hands on the coffin, looked at each other, and finally began to slowly push up the coffin lid.

Chi, chi, chi.
Chapter completed!