Tang Ming shouted: "You actually threw away the Dragon Pattern Lingxi Sword? Really, I really don't know what to say to you!"

He shook his hand and wanted to throw another sword in his hand, but after thinking about it, he said, "You come down and push the door, I'll block the window!"

He is considered a smart person and knows that once this knife falls into Wang Qilin's hands, there will be no good ending.

Wang Qilin was not greedy for his knife. He heard this and jumped down to block the door with his back.

Tang Ming pulled out his knife and clamped it in his arms and wiped the blade with his sleeve. He ambushed the window behind the window and whispered: "Come on, let you taste the power of Xinting Hou!"

When Wang Qilin heard this, he was shocked: "The knife in your hand is Xinting Hou?"

Xinting Hou is one of the famous blades in the nine continents.

According to legend, this knife was made by Zhang Feichu, a powerful general in the late Han Dynasty, who was appointed as the Marquis of Xinting, and was made of a skilled craftsman who made Chizhushan iron. He cut iron like mud and was domineering.

Many people know that Zhang Fei went to the Eastern Wu to avenge Guan Yu, but few people know that in this legend, the one who cut off Zhang Fei's head was Ming Ren Xinting Hou.

The sound of hitting the bronze gate did not sound again. Xue Jin's corpse chose to raid from the window, but it ended up hitting Tang Mingyi!

Tang Ming is known as the eight-armed yaksha. He relies on speed. When he uses his arms, he takes the afterimage with his afterimage.

The window was not big, and Xue Jin's corpse was stuck in it, and he was stabbed one by one like delivering food to him.

Snow-Golden Corps cannot have wounds, as they will disappear once they are injured.

Tang Ming succeeded several times and suddenly realized: "Mr. Wang, I realized it!"

"The snow-gold corpses are not living things. They are like wisps, but are transformed from resentment. Once a wound appears on the body, the resentment dissipates and mercury flows out, and they become absolute dead bodies!"

The snow-gold corpses have no brains, they only pursue and attack the anger, and fear of resentment.

Therefore, if the snow-gold corpse is injured, they will escape in fear, but once the resentment dissipates, they will chase Wang Qilin and Tang Ming's anger to launch an attack.

They are amazing, but unfortunately they were found to have loopholes—

Tang Ming blocked the window and stabbed each other!

The Xue Jin corpse was gradually destroyed, and Tang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall to breathe heavily: "Finally, I finally killed them. Huhu, this really exhausted me!"

Wang Qilin smiled bitterly, pointed to the bronze coffin that was born in mid-air and said, "Don't be too happy too early, the last master is still inside. If I know it well, the corpse king buried inside is suppressed by Taishan's corpse king."

Not only Taishan was guarding, but the Thousand Coffin House Encampment outside was also trapping the corpse king!

Tang Ming showed a grey smile than crying and said, "Are those rumors real? Is there really a weird thing like the corpse king?"

Wang Qilin fell silent.

Tang Ming thought for a while and suddenly said, "No matter whether it is the corpse king or not, why should we be so stubborn? Anyway, there is no movement in the coffin now, so why should we care about him if we do? Hurry up and find the elixir, and get it and leave."

Wang Qilin pointed to the Jiulong hidden coffin and said, "What if the so-called immortal medicine is in the coffin?"

Tang Ming was silent when he heard this.

He thought for a while and said in a daze: "It's really possible. It's a zombie king. If there is really a corpse king in the coffin, the immortal medicine may be held in his mouth by it. Someone uses this magic pill to suppress it!"

This immediately dispelled Wang Qilin's only thought of the immortal medicine.

A pill was held in a corpse for hundreds of years. Not to mention whether the medicine was spoiled or not, just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted!

Tang Ming said again: "All this is speculation. Maybe the immortal medicine is not in the coffin? Maybe it is hidden in this immortal sacrificial palace? Let's search inside first. Even if we can't find the immortal medicine, we can always find something else, right?"

Changsheng Zugong is like an ordinary palace, with very complicated things inside, including bookshelf and bookcase, wooden table and cushions, and pens, ink, paper and ink.

Wang Qilin first went to see the content related to the text. There were bamboo slips on the wooden table, but it took too long, and the hemp rope that penetrated the bamboo slips had rotted, and the handwriting of the bamboo slips itself was also blurred.

He picked up the bamboo slips and wanted to take a look, but when he mentioned them, the whole bamboo slips were completely scattered!

The bamboo slips fell on the desk in a crackling manner, and some were split on the spot.

The sound was noisy, and he looked at Tang Ming awkwardly.

As a result, Tang Ming disappeared!

He swept through the palace quickly, and there was no Tang Ming on the ground.

This made him a little anxious. Whether it was Taishanzhai or Wuzuo, he revealed evil spirits. His first reaction was that Tang Ming would not get anything, right?

But this thought flashed away, and he quickly thought of the truth and looked up at the giant coffin hanging in the air!

Among the many bronze chains directly under the giant coffin, a vulgar figure was climbing quietly. Who is this Tang Ming?

Wang Qilin sneered and waved his hand to release the flying swords. Six flying swords jingled on the bronze chains, knocking them shaking them.

Tang Ming hurriedly changed his seat to avoid the coming flying sword. He shouted aggrievedly: "Master Qi, you are doing it..."

"Do it, don't ask, I just want to fuck you." Wang Qilin stared at Tang Ming with his sword skills.

"Say, who are you?"

Tang Ming said in surprise: "Who am I? I am Tang Ming!"

Wang Qilin sneered: "Why do you think I am a fool? Are you Tang Ming? Can you be plotted against by the mechanisms above Mount Tai?"

"The Tang Sect's mechanism is so wonderful that you can't even notice an ordinary mechanism set up by the ancients thousands of years ago. You have the face to call yourself a disciple of the Tang Sect?"

Tang Ming said helplessly: "I was too anxious just now..."

"Shut up, it's just the two of us at this time. Is there anything else you need to hide from me?" Wang Qilin shouted, "If you are a man, you can clearly show off your carriage, horses and cannons. Let's compete one-on-one!"

Tang Ming sighed, "But I am really Tang Ming, Lord Wang, how can I prove my innocence? Can't I release my yaksha for you to see?"

"I can swear that I did not deceive you in my identity and swear that you will make a promise, no matter what poisonous oath!"

His subsequent words were decisive, and Wang Qilin was confused for a moment.

Could this guy be Tang Ming?

Tang Ming looked at him and said slowly: "Mr. Wang, you doubt me now. This is normal. I came to the 100,000 mountains. In fact, it was not for the purpose of destroying the God of Drought. My real purpose was to make the immortal medicine."

"But I'm not for myself, but for my wife."

"My wife's family has made a living by using spiritual embracing techniques for generations - that is, corpse driving techniques. This lantern crossing is the one that belongs to my wife's family."

"Some day ago, someone controlled my wife's family and threatened them with the immortal medicine to find this thing, otherwise they would kill them."

Speaking of this, Tang Ming smiled bitterly: "My wife's entire family's lives are in the hands of others. What can I do? I can only throw a mouse and look for this magic pill that I don't know if it exists."

"Fortunately, it seems that this elixir of elixir really exists, and it may be right in front of me now."
Chapter completed!