Cai Liuchen couldn't help but exclaimed, and patted Wu Sheng hard, only to see the dead body squatting on the ground and struggling to pull it up!
The dead body that had been quiet in the coffin started to stir again and made a dull hoarse sound. His hands instantly hit the coffin lid and began to hit it continuously!
Wu Sheng sighed. Although the Jiazi Gengshen Locking Formation could trap the dead body, he was not sure what would happen if another one came out.
If the person in the soil is similar to this dead body, then this formation technique can barely deal with it, but it is not an option if it continues like this. We still have to find a way to deal with them.
It is now known that the dead corpse that broke through the ground is a "walking zombie", which belongs to a type of zombie that has just changed. Although the zombie aura is very small, it is very powerful.
Because this type of zombie has just opened its intelligence and does not have much consciousness, it will only attack living people indiscriminately.
If the dead body in the soil was the same as this "walking zombie", then Wu Sheng could barely deal with it.
After thinking about it for a while, Wu Sheng couldn't care less about the backlash. After all, there was a fellow person beside him, even though Cai Liuchen was very tired.
But Wu Sheng believed that he still had a way to save himself.
So Wu Sheng immediately took out the cinnabar and drew a hairpin and gold on his left hand, Renshen's palm thunder. It was very powerful and easy to use. It didn't have to be as troublesome as taking out the talisman back and forth.
When Cai Liuchen saw Wu Sheng taking out the cinnabar, he subconsciously moved away. Because he practiced Yin Qi, the cinnabar could naturally hurt him.
The people in the formation were struggling to hold the coffin, and the person inside was also pushing it. This coffin was not like his one, the nails were very small.
The coffin was filled with dense nails, as if there was some deep hatred between the dead body in the coffin and the person who buried it.
At the same time, the densely packed nails caused many wounds on the stiff hands, but because his flesh and blood became very stiff and brittle.
A lot of flesh and blood was scraped off during this period, and it stuck to the nails and gaps in the coffin. When the dead body in the coffin saw this scene, it actually stopped pushing and beating.
Instead, he grabbed the stiff meat and started eating it. When Wu Sheng saw this scene, he felt that something was wrong. His behavior was not a good sign.
After a while, Wu Sheng finished drawing the gold hairpin. Ren Shen felt thunder in his palm and hurriedly moved it. And he smeared the Zhuxie Order of the Canopy Ruler with cinnabar on its surface and held it tightly in his right hand.
"Huh." Wu Sheng looked forward and took a deep breath: "Hurry up and adjust your breathing. I'm afraid this formation won't last long, and I always feel that the one still lying in the coffin is more stiff than this one. fierce."
"You have the nerve to say that? Are you so cruel to me? Can't you deal with these two bastards?" Cai Liuchen shook his head helplessly, then stood there meditating and closed his eyes.
Wu Sheng quickly walked into the formation, jumped up, and hit Xing Zheng on the head with a stick, knocking him to the ground immediately.
Wu Sheng stood on the coffin, kept jumping, and stepped down the raised coffin lid a little. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he used his left hand to slap Xing Zheng on the forehead as he was getting up.
"Imperative!" The lines on his palms emitted light again, and he slapped Xing Zheng to the ground.
Wu Sheng quickly took out the Jiazi Jiayin evil-breaking talismans from his pocket and scattered them on the coffin, and stepped on it hard with his foot.
"Urgent like a law!" After shouting, all the Jiazi Jiayin evil-breaking charms shimmered.
The movement in the coffin instantly became much quieter. When Wu Sheng saw this, he immediately patted Xing Zheng who was standing up.
The blow was so powerful that it sent Xingzheng flying away, but the grandson stood up again as if he didn't feel anything, and rushed towards Wu Sheng with his mouth wide open.
At the same time, Wu Sheng's wound broke out instantly. He glanced subconsciously, but he didn't expect that his foot actually got stuck in the mud.
At this moment, Xing Zheng had already pounced on Wu Sheng's body, and a huge heavy feeling suddenly fell on Wu Sheng's body.
"This name of Dead Shen is really not for nothing." Wu Sheng tried his best to lean forward, but found that it had no effect at all.
The situation was still going in a one-sided direction. Wu Sheng's legs were gradually bent, but now he couldn't free his hands.
His stiff hands kept pulling at each other, and the canopy ruler in Wu Sheng's right hand fell to the ground. The left hand that was now curled up could not exert any power at all.
Wu Sheng frowned and bit down on the tip of his tongue. Suddenly, a burning and numbing feeling swept through every pore of his body.
The wound from last time has not completely healed, and now it has been bitten open again. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
Just when Wu Sheng was about to collapse, a stream of hot blood mixed with saliva flew out from his mouth and landed steadily on Xing Zheng's face.
When the white protein lying on his face twisted and felt the warm current, it squeezed up in an instant, making Wu Sheng feel extremely sick.
When the blood from the tip of his tongue touched Xing Zheng's face, it was like sulfuric acid being poured onto a person. It kept burning down, making a sizzling sound and white smoke rising at the same time.
In just one breath, Xing Zheng's face was burned into a hornet's nest.
But he only froze for a moment, still clinging to Wu Sheng's body and continuing to press down.
Just when Wu Sheng was about to fall, a loud noise suddenly came from behind him.
The coffin lid was pushed open!
He pushed it from the side, and the falling coffin lid directly hit Wu Sheng's body, instantly knocking him away and sending him far away.
Wu Sheng instantly felt a desperate suffocation feeling, which was worse than death. He couldn't stop coughing, but he couldn't make a sound.
He sucked in a lot of air, but couldn't get in. Wu Sheng's face instantly turned red, and he patted his back to try to make himself feel better.
But at this moment, Xing Zheng rushed towards him again. Wu Sheng grabbed his neck with one hand and slapped him away with the other.
This line of stiffness came over straight, and then he was slapped hard again and retreated a long way.
At the same time, Wu Sheng turned around subconsciously and saw two hands suddenly stretched out from the coffin, placed them on the edge, and slowly stood up to sit up.
"Cough cough cough cough." Wu Sheng was finally able to breathe freely, but the next scene almost made him suffocate.
This was a female corpse. She had obviously died not long ago. The spots on her body had just appeared, and half of her face was exposed under her scattered hair.
Wu Sheng's heartbeat also fluctuated as she stood up: "Why... why is it you?!"
