Chapter 809

Enjoying Murong's sweet kiss and her warm and soft embrace, Ding ningle's eyes narrowed and thought happily. It seems good to be a child. At least you can eat beautiful tofu blatantly, which won't be disgusting.

Murong Yanran held Ding Ning and endured her inner discomfort. Her attention focused on the three huge rabbits again, and her beautiful eyes flashed worried.

Although the rabbit is a very lovely animal, when this creature suddenly becomes tens of times larger and still has terrible combat effectiveness, it seems not cute at all and only makes people feel scared.

After all, the monster rabbit doesn't know why he appeared here to attack the three elders of the corpse driving sect, but who knows if he won't let them go after killing these bad guys? How can Murong Yanran not worry.

Ding Ning thought the battle would end soon, but he didn't expect that the three elders were hard hit. They even began to recite words in the air. Then the ground trembled, and three green corpse puppets broke through the ground and launched a fierce attack on the three rabbits.

The three rabbits were caught unprepared and had to give up dealing with the three elders and deal with the corpse puppets. The three elders finally found a chance to land. While commanding the corpse puppets to fight, they crossed their knees to meditate and rest. They had never encountered such a oppressive battle.

"Ah!"

Murong Yanran looked at the three gloomy and terrible corpses and puppets, which made the flowers pale and couldn't help screaming.

The three elders wanted to heal and rest. How could the "black faced man" make them happy? He suddenly rushed forward to fight one against three and tangled with the three elders. Even if he could not bring them any fatal damage, he could make them have no time to heal and continuously consume their little spiritual power.

While eating Murong Yanran's tofu, Ding Ning commanded the "black faced man" fight through spiritual contact. After all, the kid's intelligence is not high, and the way of fighting is extremely monotonous, all relying on simple and rough brute force.

Fortunately, the elders of the corpse driving sect are addicted to refining corpse puppets all year round and don't pay attention to their own cultivation. In addition, they usually control corpse puppets to fight, and their combat power is a residue. Even if they are strong in tianwu realm, their combat experience and skills are poor and extremely simple, so that the "black faced Xia" can't defeat one enemy three.

The joints of the three corpse puppets were stiff and distracted by the three elders. They could not give full play to their real strength. They were beaten by the rabbits, but these corpse puppets were not living creatures. Even if they were killed by the rabbit legs and pierced one hole after another, they had no impact on them, resulting in a stalemate situation for a time.

Ding Ning frowned slightly. It was beyond his expectation that the simple battle had evolved into the current situation.

Of course, it's because he didn't expect that the three elders would bury three green hair corpse puppets on the island. This is also a sign of his lack of Jianghu experience. If someone with a little Jianghu knowledge, he will know that the corpse chaser will take his own corpse puppets wherever he goes.

These three corpse puppets are not the only ones around here. The disciples of the corpse driving sect have their own corpse puppets. Although they are basically the lowest white stiff, they are also corpse puppets. It's a pity that the black faced Xia broke up so quickly that they died before they even summoned the corpse puppets buried underground.

When elder Mu and elder Ba saw that their nephew had died in front of them, they immediately felt sad and angry. After exchanging eyes with each other, elder Ba and elder Miao were desperate to entangle the black faced Xia, while elder Mu stepped back and withdrew from the battle group, saying something in their mouth.

Six corpse puppets broke through the ground under his call, five were white stiff, and one red stiff joined the battle group to replace the two elders to besiege the black faced man. So far, the three elders have freed their hands.

Up to now, the three elders also know that the plan has been exposed and there is no way back. Fortunately, they buried their backhand before they came, otherwise they might be involved in the sect this time. They can die, but everyone present can't live.

The three elders looked at each other and saw the decisive color in each other's eyes. They held hands in a circle, closed their eyes and chanted words. The ground began to vibrate violently.

Ding Ning stared at them and wanted to see what tricks they could play. He had no fear in his heart. After all, he didn't say that he had not made a move, but there were nine little rabbits in the space. Let him have a full confidence to see what means the corpse driving sect has.

With a roar, the ground suddenly cracked, revealing a black sarcophagus below. The sarcophagus is engraved with mysterious and complex lines.

Ding Ning's little face showed a trace of disdain. He thought that the corpse driving sect had any powerful means. After a long time, he was still a corpse puppet. There was nothing new.

He knows very well that the most powerful golden corpse puppet of the corpse driving sect is the "black faced man" in front of him. These guys are great. They just make a black corpse puppet. What should he worry about.

Murong Yanran is a woman after all. A woman is destined to have a natural fear of these ghosts and monsters. Although she has seen a lot of corpse puppets before, those corpse puppets are straight out of the ground from a disheveled face. They don't look so terrible in the daytime. They fail when they are strange, which gives her a certain immunity.

But now as soon as the sarcophagus came out, the gloomy ghost gas made her subconsciously afraid, held Ding Ning tightly, and her face began to tremble pale.

Ding Ning noticed the fear in Murong Yanran's heart and couldn't help feeling a little distressed. He stretched out a small hand and gently stroked her face: "sister, don't be afraid, there's me."

"Puff!"

Looking at Ding Ning's solemn appearance like a little adult when he spoke, Murong Yanran couldn't help laughing, and her inner fear was swept away. Suddenly, she felt a little ashamed that she was still an adult and didn't have the courage of a child. It's really embarrassing.

Looking at Ding Ning's lovely appearance, a strong desire for protection came into being. He kissed Ding Ning's pink little face intimately and comforted in a soft voice: "Xiao Ning is really good. With her sister, I won't let anyone hurt you!"

What's wrong with you? Ding Ning's forehead is crawling with black lines. He can't help turning his eyes off. He make complaints about himself. Is he afraid or afraid? Obviously, I was trembling with fear and wanted to protect me in turn. Woman, what a duplicity creature.

The two men just comforted each other there, but they didn't pay attention to the difference of the "black faced man" who was fighting with a group of low-level corpse puppets. They stood there looking at the black sarcophagus and allowed those low-level corpse puppets to attack him.

"Boom!"

The black sarcophagus finally broke through the ground, but there was no movement!

The three elders, with a determined look on their faces, loosened their hands and gave them a hard pat on the chest. Each of them spewed blood arrows from his mouth and went straight to the sarcophagus.

Blood splashed on the black Sarcophagus, flowing continuously along the complex and mysterious lines, emitting uncertain fluorescence.

The three elders showed a distorted happy color on their faces. One after another, they kept patting their chest, one mouthful after another, and sprayed blood on the sarcophagus like money.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The things in the sarcophagus seemed to be awakened by blood, and began to hit the lid of the sarcophagus constantly, trying to break the sarcophagus and make a terrible sound.

Ding Ning frowned. The black sarcophagus seemed not simple. Those lines seemed to be a seal, which made him feel a little uneasy. Isn't it a black haired zombie in the sarcophagus?

Just as he hesitated whether to forcibly interrupt the blood sacrifice of the three elders, the spiritual connection between the little devil and him suddenly came a strong wave of fear, which seemed to be extremely afraid of the unknown creatures in the sarcophagus.

"Black faced man, hahaha, you think if you destroy our plan, you can be safe and sound. Let's die together!"

Elder BA's breath was listless, and his old face was twisted in pain, but he made a crazy laugh of endless pleasure.

"Do our good deeds badly. Even if we go to hell, we will take you together!"

Miao Changlao and elder Mu also stared at the "black faced man" angrily and shouted wildly.

With the sound of "Dong", as the lines on the sarcophagus circulated faster and faster, more and more urgent and brighter, and the impact sound in the sarcophagus became louder and louder. Just when Ding Ning's face changed dramatically and was ready to do anything, the sarcophagus cover suddenly flew into the air, but it was quiet again, and a terrible swallowing force came out, The blood of the three elders formed three blood lines and was constantly sucked into the sarcophagus.

"Ha ha... I'll die without regret if I can see the ghost King coming..."

The three elders laughed wildly with tears, but bowed respectfully to the ground, allowing the blood in their bodies to be swallowed by the sarcophagus. Their bodies began to shrivel at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their laughter gradually decreased until it disappeared!

With a "puff", the bodies of the three elders fell to the ground and turned into terrible mummies.

"Ah!"

Murong Yanran never saw such a terrible scene. She was scared to send out a loud scream. She turned her eyes and fainted.

Ding Ning smiled and cried, and said he wanted to protect himself. As a result, he fainted first, but it's better. It's more convenient to run for his life later.

Murong Yanran was taken into the water space. Ding Ning nervously focused on the motionless sarcophagus at the moment and was ready to escape into the sea at any time. Even if the mermaid is gone now, the deep sea is still the home of Tianshui totem. Most importantly, the blood in his body is boiling, and he has an impulse to try to take the ghost king back to himself, Nine ghosts and thirteen needles are still eight ghosts. It's hard to meet one. He has to try. I hope the art of controlling ghosts can be useful.

The low-level corpse puppet door lost the control of the elders. One or two were stunned in the same place. Naturally, the golden hair corpse puppets would not fight with these low-level corpse puppets. They quietly retreated a few steps and stared nervously at the sarcophagus. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became stagnant!

One minute, two minutes... Five minutes later, there was still no movement in the sarcophagus, as if there was nothing in it.

This surprised Ding Ning secretly. What ghost king can really put on airs. How can he stay in the sarcophagus and don't want to come out?

"Hey, it's a man or a ghost. What's the matter with hiding in the coffin?"

Ding Ning shouted impatiently, but his muscles were tight and ready to fight at any time!

"Who disturbed the king's sleep!"

With Ding Ning's loud cry, the sarcophagus suddenly sent out a thrilling smell of terror. A majestic voice sounded in Ding Ning's mind like in the depths of human soul, making his face suddenly strange.

Because this domineering and terrible voice is actually a cold woman's voice. Is it true that the ghost king is still a mother?