Although Qingshi Coffin looked down upon Chen Daji, he already knew through several contacts that this boy was too wicked!
If there was a ranking list for evil, this guy would definitely be number one, and the second to ninth positions would be vacant.
Without it, the main reason is that their strengths are too different to be compared.
Therefore, seeing that Mr. Chen was about to take action, the bluestone coffin immediately stepped back a few meters to prepare for the attack.
As someone who had buried half of the world, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.
Facts have proved that Chen did not disappoint the blue stone coffin.
I saw this kid grinning and taking out a mysterious mountain-like object from the Dora A basket, and then smashed it towards the bluestone coffin with all his strength.
Before the things arrived, there was a stench rising into the sky. The smell was much more sour than the smell of stinky fart bombs.
Fortunately, the bluestone coffin had been prepared in advance, and he dodged in a blink of an eye.
After the foul-smelling thing landed on the ground, it immediately scattered into a puddle with a crash.
But it is a by-product of Wufangjin - Yinglong's stool, which has been stored for thousands of years.
Seeing that the opponent was not hit, how could Chen give up and give up.
Without hesitation, I took out a pair of high-leg water boots and jumped into the excrement pile and trampled on it, just like my elders stepped on the mud to plant rice.
However, Mr. Chen’s purpose was to splash “shi flowers” and collapse the stone coffin all over his body and face.
Even though the bluestone coffin has existed for thousands of years and countless people have been buried in it, it has never been seen like this!
Seeing this, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back. Even his grimace was no longer ferocious, but full of fear.
When Chen saw that he could not defeat the opponent, he immediately stood in the shit with his hands on his hips.
"Damn it, Brother Coffin, you're so fucked up!"
"Come here and fight with us!"
Faced with someone like Mr. Chen, who is both obsolete and immoral, there is obviously nothing the Blue Stone Coffin can do.
Not to mention letting people swallow this thing, even if it is touched, it will feel dirty, right? !
Just like us: Are you willing to punch a "shit person"?
Aren't you afraid that he will blow you up in the face? !
Since there was nothing he could do to prevent the disaster, Qingshi Coffin immediately looked at the ghost Xin Lianshan.
Then he floated over little by little with a grin on his face.
Akuma was shocked when he saw this: "Oh, I'll go!"
"Master Qing, Qingshi, what do you mean? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Are you bullying Honest Yin?!"
The green stone coffin still smiled ferociously: "Anyone who dares to help Sin Xue should die!"
When life and death were at stake, Akuma showed unprecedented courage.
"Don't regret it, stinky coffin! You forced Master Xin and me to do this!"
Yan Bi sighed twice, picked up the steel fork and violently jumped into the manure pit...
Without hesitation, he raised his big foot and kicked out the shit, which flew towards the bluestone coffin.
"Come on, come on, isn't it just a fight? Who is afraid of whom!!"
It was also the bluestone coffin that suffered from bad luck for eight lifetimes. It would be difficult for others to encounter such a disgusting thing in their lifetime, but he encountered two at once today.
I could only walk around the shit pit with a look of boredom on my face, and look at the big ginseng baby and bubble crab in a blink of an eye.
These two boys have been with Mr. Chen for so long, and they have already become masters of monkeys. How can they be willing to suffer the immediate loss!
Immediately, a whooshing sound came to the big head of the ghost Xin Lianshan, sticking out his tongue and winking at the blue stone coffin, constantly provoking.
So... So the head of the Chang family, who was dressed in white and wore snow, was left outside the shit pit.
The owner of Wanlong Mountain with severe mysophobia, Chang Huaiyuan...
After looking at the bluestone coffin that was approaching, and then frowning at the stinky cesspit, Lord Long finally didn't have the courage to jump in.
He decisively gave up on a "shit" fight and resolutely chose a fight to the death.
Seeing this scene, the two major scourges in the Yin and Yang world were anxious.
Chen stomped his feet violently, causing splashes of feces in an attempt to stop the bluestone coffin;
Hao Gui shouted: "Lord Long, don't be stunned, come in quickly!"
"There's a lot of shit here where I stand, so I'll give it to you! I'll find a new place!"
The Northern Blood Dragon, who was originally planning to fight to the death, heard this and became even more determined to fight to the death.
"Xin, General Xin's good intentions are appreciated... As long as you and brother Daji are safe."
"Farewell... farewell forever, protect Mr. Chang for you!"
Without hesitation, Yan Bi rose into the air, turning his halberd into a roaring dragon head and stabbing it towards the blue stone coffin.
"Wang Yi is in front, and the generals are fighting for the lead; the generals are powerful, and Xiaoxiao is timid!"
"There is no turning back to kill - there will be no regrets in dying!"
The dragon roars and the sarcophagus is ferocious.
The two were approaching quickly like meteors chasing the moon, and they were about to collide with each other.
