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At the same time, there were blood stains on the ground under our feet, and I suddenly felt the soles of my feet sinking about an inch.

"Run!" Without thinking, I was the first to rush towards the depths of the Coffin Sect's ancestral land.

As soon as I moved, Ye Yang, Lin Zhao, and Nie Xiaochun rushed out after me without any hesitation.

Zhu Ziyan and the others only hesitated for two or three seconds and then swarmed after us.

When people encounter danger, they lose the ability to think. As long as one person runs, the others will follow regardless. Even if there is a dead end ahead, they will not look back.

When exploring a secret place, the most taboo thing is to follow people around!

Because you don't know whether the person leading the way is a human or a ghost.

It stands to reason that the disciples of the Coffin Sect would not make such a stupid mistake, but their fear of their ancestral land has penetrated deep into their bones.

If they take the first step out, they may be able to advance step by step towards the ancestral land of the Coffin Sect as Zhu Ziyan expected.

The first step failed, and the disciple died inexplicably, which made the elders of the Coffin Sect confused. They suddenly became headless flies and they only followed me and ran to the ancestral land.

After Ye Yang and I looked at each other, the latter suddenly said: "Cross the water!"

Ye Yang and I jumped in between us at the same time, and Lin Zhao also shouted: "Be careful where you step!"

Ye Yang and I were already in mid-air, and it was impossible to stop. We could only exert our strength again and rush towards the other side.

When my feet hit the ground, a scream suddenly came from behind me. When I turned around, a disciple of the Coffin Sect had been pinned into the water by a charred corpse.

The disciple of the Coffin Sect was still alive for a while, lying in the water struggling for his life, blood mixed with the water and dancing all over the sky, but the corpse was biting the opponent's neck, rolling his eyes and staring at the person's companion in a dark way, it seemed that it was

Waiting for someone to go into the water to rescue the prey that he has bitten.

Several disciples of the Coffin Sect subconsciously wanted to save people, but Zhu Ziyan sternly stopped them: "No rescue allowed, all retreat to a place ten meters away from the water."

As soon as the disciples hesitated, they heard Xu Hong shouting sharply: "Didn't you hear the saint? Come back!"

As the disciples of the Coffin Sect retreated one after another, the man who was still struggling showed despair in his eyes. Soon after, his ghost stood up from the water, covered in blood, and looked towards him with a strange smile.

asked my classmates on the shore: "Do you regret it?"

"The next one to die will be one of you. No one will save you at that time. You will all understand my despair."

The expression of the disciple of the Coffin Sect became extremely ugly, but at this moment, Lin Zhao threw the coffin pendant in front of him: "When a person dies, there must be a place for his soul. This is the last friendship of the same sect."

The ghost looked at the coffin floating in the water, and couldn't help but let out a ghost cry, with blood flowing from its eyes.

That's a sign that the ghost has become powerful.

The ghost smiled sadly: "I'll wait for you in the coffin, none of you can run away!"

"Presumptuous!" Xu Hong yelled angrily as he punched out a talisman from the air. The fire on the talisman immediately blew the ghost to pieces.

In the flowing river, only the green fire floating on the water and an evil ghost gnawing on the corpse were left.

Xu Hong knew that he could no longer let the other party talk any more. If he continued talking, the result would be to shake the morale of the army, and the disciples of the Coffin Sect would soon fall apart.

But he didn't know that this magical talisman of his was the last straw that completely crushed the coffin door.

Why are the disciples of the Coffin Sect willing to follow him as villains?

For justice, for fairness?

No, they are just for the future glory and wealth!

When they saw that their fantasies had come to nothing, the resentment in their hearts was naturally uncontrollable. They did not speak now, but were just waiting for the opportunity to fight back.

Ye Yang didn't even look behind him: "We are entering the battle!"

Ye Yang said: "It's the Nine Ghost Road Blocking Formation!"

"The nine coffins in front are blocking us. Is there no way out behind?"

When I looked back at the small river behind me, the water that was still meandering just now had disappeared. All that was left was the endless grass and the coffin hidden under the grass.

Ye Yang said: "Someone is controlling the Feng Shui here. We can only move forward, not backward."

Zhu Ziyan took a step forward and said, "How can I pass the formation?"

Ye Yang responded: "Fill it with people and sacrifice nine people to nine ghosts. We can get there."

Zhu Ziyan said without any hesitation: "Xu Hong, go and choose nine people!"

"Saint..." At this time, Xu Hong also knew that he could no longer sacrifice his disciples: "Since Li Po and the others have a way, let them do it! It is better than sacrificing the disciples we have carefully cultivated, right?"

The Coffin Sect members all said, "The elder is right!"

"Lin Zhao, we are all in the same class, so if you have the ability, just do it! It's better than us filling in all the way!"

"Lin Zhao, we were wrong just now. I apologize to you. For the sake of your classmates, can you please extend your hand?"

"..."
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