The two major scourges in the Yin and Yang Realm are equally stupid, so the ghost Xin Lianshan didn't understand Zhang Jiao's meaning at all.
Stunned, he nodded and said, "Master Zhang, can you figure out where the bluestone coffin is?"
"You are so awesome!"
Zhang Jiaoxian has a strong character and always treats his own people with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, he shook his head slightly: "General Xin, you overestimate Pindao. That is a blue stone coffin, and the resentment of half the world."
"However, although Pindao cannot deduce its specific location, he can feel the method of fighting."
"If you go along here, you may be able to discover something."
Akuma has always been timid, so he immediately started to worry after hearing this.
"Zhang, Leader Zhang, the little devil is of low moral character, and fighting with the smelly coffin won't help you... Why don't you resign first?"
"Go back and prepare a celebration banquet at Cuihua Tower. We'll have it when you come back from victory, okay?"
How could Zhang Jiao impose his position on others? He immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.
But at the same time, the "ship speed" was also accelerated, which was like lightning.
When Akuma saw this, he had a look of constipation on his face: If he dared to jump at this speed, his pants would explode!
If you can't do it well, you won't be able to do it, and you will fall into a coma...
At this time, in the center of the huge storm over Honshu Island in Japan, Ao Niu was holding a pine branch in his mouth and confronting two coffins.
Qingniu looks older, and even his eyes have become cloudy, just like our aging parents.
There were more and deeper wounds on his body, and every wound was wrapped in resentment, corroding Qing Niu's majestic body all the time.
"Ten Thousand Years Tree God, are you really going to fight us to the death for sinful blood?!"
The voice of the blue stone coffin still sounded strange and harsh, that of men, women, old and young.
Qingniu's eyes were cloudy but firm, and his voice was steady and gentle.
"Who would be willing to risk their lives if they could live well? Lao Song only wishes to watch the vicissitudes of life quietly."
"It's just that if you hurt Xiaojiu, the little girl will be sad, alas!"
Seeing that the "negotiation" failed, Xue Coffin immediately wanted to take action.
After all, if you can devour the Ten Thousand Years Tree God, you can accept it no matter what the price is!
"Since the tree god must make things difficult for us, how about we temporarily join forces with Qingshi?!"
"Suppress, devour!"
The bluestone coffin head had a ferocious face, and after a moment's thought, he "nodded" in agreement.
"I took his body and you ate his soul, but you only want to give Gonggong's body back to me!"
How could the human emperor's body and blood coffin give up so easily? It grinned ferociously and released a sea of blood to pounce on the green bull.
"Qingshi, as a Gonggong body, you and I can only rely on our own abilities!"
After hearing the words, the bluestone coffin stopped entangled, and he never thought that with just a few words, the blood coffin would be "returned to its original owner."
Then with a ferocious laugh, he released the corpses of four ancient ferocious beasts, all roaring and surrounding Song Lao.
Seeing this, Qingniu roared and threw the pine branch in his mouth into the air, instantly turning into a big tree in the sky.
Threads of "green waves" hang down like a canopy, firmly protecting yourself in the middle.
Unfortunately, even so, the green waves gradually became thinner under the constant erosion of the sea of blood and ferocious beasts.
Seeing this, Qing Niu's eyes were full of concern and reluctance: "Little girl, it seems that the old tree may not be able to go back. You have to take care of yourself."
After the longing, there is a long cry, like a cow's roar like rolling thunder.
I saw the green bull suddenly accelerate, carrying the suspended green pine, and hit the blue stone coffin without hesitation.
After all, he lost Gonggong's fighting body and is now in a period of weakness.
Qingshi Coffin obviously didn't want to fight with Song Lao to prevent the snipe and the clam from competing for the fisherman's profit.
One dodged behind the blood coffin and continued to control the four ferocious beasts to attack Qingniu.
How could the blood coffin fail to see the intention of the bluestone coffin, but it didn't show it, it just set off a huge wave of blood and turned into a wall of blood to block in front of him.
There are various ancient beasts struggling and roaring in the blood wall, as if they will break out of the wall at any time.
"Tree God, I'll give you one more chance: If you are willing to turn the conflict into friendship, you can turn around and leave."
"Qingshi and I will never stop you, how about that?!"
Qingniu didn't say anything, just shook his head slowly.
Then he accelerated again and hit the blood wall without hesitation, even ignoring the four ferocious beasts that kept biting him.
Blood Coffin obviously didn't expect Old Song to be so decisive, and he was so careless that he didn't have time to reinforce the blood wall.
With a loud bang, the blood wall shattered, and the green bull's head was broken and bleeding.
But even so, Qing Niu still couldn't stop - or in other words, nothing in this world could make him stop.
In Xue Coffin's stunned eyes, he hit it hard.
The cows brayed dullly, their horns were broken; the blood coffins wailed, and their resentment poured out...
