The bluestone coffin is a collection of resentment from half the world.
All kinds of thoughts are confused and conflicting, so the reaction is much slower than "average people".
When he realized something was wrong, the bloody spear was already rapidly enlarging in his eyes.
He only had time to move his "body" slightly to avoid it, but the Northern Blood Dragon still stabbed it in the "eyebrow" with a full-strength shot.
The eyebrows of the grimace protruding from the coffin!
At this moment, time seems to have stopped:
Chang Huaiyuan, dressed in white, is "fixed" in the air, holding a gun in one hand like an immortal;
The bluestone coffin looked ferocious, and more blood flowed outward from its mouth.
Just when the two sides were fighting with all their strength, Huang Zuo, the head of the Huang family, "arrived late."
But he didn't come alone, there was a ghostly aura behind him.
This ghostly aura is so strong that even Grandma Mai today is far from able to compare with it.
If you have to use one person to make a horizontal comparison, only Black Mother, the chief protector of Beiguo Dao Sect, can compare with him!
The person exuding this astonishing ghostly aura was an old man with a bright head - a cold-faced old man with a bright head.
It is none other than the number one ghost cultivator in the northern land, the Black Mountain Ghost King!
That is to say, her daughter was on a blind date with Chen Daji, but she didn't like Chen.
At that time, the Ghost Mother God would rather fight Hua Jiu Nan and wait for her life than dare to take another half step forward because the front was the border of Black Mountain.
The Ghost King of Montenegro has long said that anyone who dares to disturb the long-lasting relationship between him and his "dead wife" will be driven to pieces!
(For more details, please see Chapter 1316 of this book: Goodbye That Knife)
Although Huang Zuo came with this powerful man, he was obviously an enemy rather than a friend.
Don't you see, the Ghost King of Montenegro keeps releasing endless will-o'-the-wisps, "grilling" Huang Zuo.
Now the back half of his pants has been burned away, exposing his shriveled butt.
Fortunately it's not the first half...
The Ghost King of Black Mountain obviously had some scruples that prevented him from killing him. Otherwise, with his way of doing things, Huang Jiaxian would have "journeyed westward on a crane" long ago!
Despite this, the ghost king was already arrogant and angry like a furious lion.
"Huang Zuopifu, please return my wife's wife's tablet as soon as possible!"
"If not, I will definitely make your soul fly to pieces today!"
(Neizi is the name given to wives by the ancients. Neizi generally refers to the internal helper, and the internal helper refers to the wife, as well as the wife’s help to her husband.)
Huang Zuo originally came to the Blue Stone Coffin with a fatal determination, but he just had a sudden idea and decided to bring in another "strong support".
Of course I was not afraid at all when I heard this, but insisted on my "principles".
"Senior Ghost King, old man, I have told you a long time ago: as long as you help us fight, the tablet will be returned immediately!"
"Not only will I return my sister-in-law's tablet, I will also let you do whatever you want! Even if my soul is gone..."
Before Huang Zuo finished speaking, he suddenly looked up and saw Chang Huaiyuan and the blue stone coffin standing at each other.
Especially the wide grinning mouth of the blue stone coffin is particularly eye-catching.
The old god of the Huang family rolled his eyes, and thoughts of hurt came to his mind.
He threw the huge patched rag bag he was carrying behind him towards the mouth of the bluestone coffin.
He also joked: "Who are you trying to scare with such a big mouth? Eat your farts!"
That's right, what Huang Zuo threw out was a whole bag of Xuntian Pills, which was what Chen Daji called the stinky bombs.
And since Huang Zuo broke through the limit, his farts have become even smellier.
As for how bad it smells... Let's put it this way, it only takes half...a third of a fart to move people within a five-mile radius overnight...
Facing Huang Zuo's "attack", the blue stone coffin could have easily avoided it, but it did not do so.
As soon as he was in a stalemate with Chang Huaiyuan, he still ate seven epiphyllums and was determined to die!
Secondly, he had half the world buried in his body, so why would he care about a mere bag of things?
But Qingshi Coffin never expected that there would be such wicked people among today’s practitioners:
Use your own fart as a weapon, and throw it out into a sack.
As a result, the resentful Qingshi Coffin met with tragedy...
First, his face changed dramatically, and then his "whole body" trembled violently involuntarily.
Trembling and twitching at the same time, just like us who drink too much and can't help but want to vomit...
How could Chang Huaiyuan, the master of killing and military strategist Xueyi, let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
The blood-colored spear exerted force again and thrust forward fiercely.
"Beast, die!"
