This guy's initial target of attack was the pallbearers.
This is also what the hall master meant.
As long as the coffin bearer is beaten to death or conquered, the coffin will naturally fall into the hands of the execution hall.
However, the berserk General Yuan Da cast his gaze at me, then bounced and landed directly in front of me, reaching out to grab me. At this moment, I yelled loudly at General Yuan Da.
"Hum!!"
General Yuan Da's stretched out hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Because the howl I made just now was completely different from the cry of a little baby. It’s not even human at all!
General Yuan Da seemed to be frightened, turned around and ran towards the mountain.
At this time, the master of the execution hall rushed towards me, preparing to take me away.
"stop!"
A woman's voice appeared in my ears. When I looked up, I found my mother standing in front of me.
The master of the execution hall was startled and asked: "Little girl, you have nothing to do here, get out of the way!"
The mother said angrily: "This is my son, what do you want to do?"
"Your son?"
The hall master looked my mother up and down, a little unbelievable.
"It turns out that he is a disciple of the Ghost Sect. Interesting! How interesting! A disciple of the Ghost Sect can actually give birth to a child of the Dragon Clan? Mainly because word has spread, and the Dragon Clan may not have many peaceful days to live."
Mother said coldly: "What a pity, you know too much!"
Before he finished speaking, his whole body was already filled with ghost energy.
The master of the execution hall was shocked when he saw such a strong ghost energy. However, being a master of arts, he was bold and did not take his mother seriously. He raised his hand and hit his mother directly in the chest.
The mother roared, and a huge skull flew in front of her.
The hall master's palm just hit the skull.
Suddenly, the ground shook. The skull was like a ceramic doll that had been hit hard, crackling and shattering on the ground.
The hall leader was also stunned by the power of the skull.
"Pure Yang Transformation Spirit Palm, are you... the leader of Longhu Mountain?"
"Ha! I didn't expect you to know me at such a young age! Fifty years ago, the execution hall elected me as the leader of the hall, and I am responsible for upholding justice. If you don't want to die, just keep this coffin and this child!"
The mother is full of murderous aura.
"Whether the coffin can be kept depends entirely on your ability. My son, if anyone wants to harm him, there is only one word, die!"
"Do you really want to make our entire Longhu Mountain an enemy?"
"So what about Longhu Mountain? Even if the leader of Maoshan comes, he will never touch a hair of my son!"
"The tone is not small!"
The leader of Longhu Mountain played a token with his backhand.
Grandma Bai and Grandma Gui witnessed the power of this token with their own eyes, and were so frightened that they screamed: "Stop!"
But it's still too late!
The token suddenly appeared in front of my mother. Before the mother could react, she was hit by the token. She flew backwards for more than ten meters and hit a rock. Fortunately, just now, my mother had gathered all the ghost energy in her chest.
Even so, this token from Longhu Mountain was too overbearing, and he still beat his mother until she vomited blood.
"I must take this child away! Get out of the way if you don't want to die!"
The head of Longhu Mountain took out another token, held it in his hand, and walked towards me step by step.
My eyes widened, and a force rose from my Dantian and quickly spread throughout my body.
"Look, that child..."
At this time, the seven coffin bearers discovered that my body was already surrounded by a white mist.
They had seen this kind of mist on Grandma Bai before.
"Oh? And the blood of the five families?"
"This is more interesting!"
The head of Longhu Mountain had already walked in front of me, and behind him, eight coffin bearers came over carrying eight broadswords.
Just when they were about to take action, Granny Ghost suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
"Mother-in-law..."
"You are no match for him, go and carry the coffin!"
"But this child..."
"Don't worry, she hurt my master's granddaughter, and my master will not let her go."
"Hahaha! Zhang, you are going to be in bad luck today!"
The voice of the ghost mother-in-law continued to float towards the deep mountains.
At this time, Zhang, the head of Longhu Mountain, seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned black.
"Granddaughter? Could it be that this little girl is the granddaughter of the master of the Ghost Sect?"
"That's right! Are you scared?"
"Afraid? Ha! I heard that the leader of the Ghost Sect is just a corpse that has not decayed for a thousand years. I don't believe it. The corpse can also come out to kill people! The power of the Ghost Sect does many evil things, so what if I hurt his granddaughter?"
“Noisy!!!!”
A man's voice rumbled out like thunder, causing birds in the valley to fly out of the woods one after another. Such power and aura completely overwhelmed Zhang Zhang and made him unable to breathe.
"Ignorant child, you are bullying others too much!"
"If you hurt my granddaughter, you will die!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see ghosts all over the mountains and plains.
These ghosts sprung up from the ground like mushrooms after rain, and then gathered crazily toward the sky.
The dark night sky was quickly illuminated by green will-o'-the-wisps. A huge bloody eye appeared in the sky, with tentacles hundreds of meters long growing around it. The tentacles are like tree roots, extending from the sky and taking root in the soil...
Such a scene made the eight people carrying the coffin all stop their bloody fighting and look up at the sky in unison.
"Ghost...ancestor of the ghost sect?"
Head Zhang of Longhu Mountain was so surprised that he had to draw the Tiangang Sword from his back.
This Tiangang Sword is said to be the mountain-holding treasure passed down by the founder of Longhu Mountain. The sword is more than three feet long. The body of the sword is made of cold iron from the Kunlun Mountains. It was refined in Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace for 7,749 days, and then quenched with the blood of the phoenix.
In the past, countless fierce ghosts, demons and ghosts were buried under this Tiangang Sword.
"Children of Longhu Mountain, those who don't know are not guilty. You are limited to three minutes, take the garbage from the torture hall and get out!"
"Otherwise, don't blame the old ghost for using you to raise a coffin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge bronze coffin loomed in the bloody eyes in the sky.
Zhang Zhang pointed his sword at the sky, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of tongue blood spurted onto the sword.
The runes on the sword suddenly flashed, emitting golden light.
"Ancestor of the Ghost Sect, I'm sorry!"
"When you are in the arena, you can't help yourself. The brothers of Qi Men's No. 24 Hall respect me, and I have to work hard for the execution hall. This time Long Changming violated the law of heaven, I must take this child and this coffin away!"
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!"
The bloody eyes are getting bigger and bigger!
Leader Zhang swung his sword in the air, striking the bloody eye, and the sword light shot into the sky.
The bloody eyes suddenly closed!
The sword light drew an arc like the moon in the sky and landed on the chain bridge like lightning.
"boom!!"
The iron cable bridge composed of eight iron chains fell with a crash.
"Coffin! My uncle's coffin!"
Grandma Bai struggled to get up, and the seven coffin bearers and grandpa's coffin fell into the deep valley together.
It turns out that grandpa’s coffin is the real target of Zhang’s attack!
