Chapter 30 Thunderbolt Coffin [Please collect, read!]

"Let me down, let me down." Wang Xiaohei kept struggling.

Unexpectedly, I was caught so easily.

If Master Qianhe hadn't worn a hat, he would have succeeded with that blow just now.

Now, I can only passively obtain the progress bar.

【Interaction is completed, the current progress bar is 14%.】

Taoist Qianhe kept kneading Wang Xiaohe's body with both hands and exploring it.

There were also constant marvelous sounds in his mouth.

"Senior brother, this dog is really extraordinary, he is indeed a treasure."

"Then you have to say it, don't talk nonsense outside." Taoist Simu snatched Wang Xiaohei back.

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Seeing this, Zhong Dong immediately stood up, pulled out the peach wood sword behind him and stabbed him at the zombie.

Taoist Master Qianhe and his party had been walking for two hours.

Especially those officers and soldiers holding the golden coffin, although they were so tired, they had no complaints.

Wang Xiaohei looked at the departing team and thought silently in his heart.

However, there are many obstacles in the woods, and Wang Xiaohei also needs to rely on smell to identify the direction.

"ah!"

However, because they were still dragging a heavy golden coffin, and the road was rugged and bumpy, they walked very slowly, even slower than ordinary people.

Another quarter of an hour later, Wang Xiaohei finally saw Qianhe and his group still rushing.

Seeing Taoist Simu taking Jiale to the morgue, Wang Xiaohei grabbed the opportunity and ran into Simu's room.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

"Master Qianhe, why don't you remove the tent and let it absorb more sunlight and reduce corpse energy?" Master Ikki came up with an idea.

"Yes, it's a zombie." Taoist Qianhe looked serious.

"That's natural." Taoist Master Qianhe nodded with a smile.

The four officers and soldiers were pushing their hands against the golden coffin, so the terrifying lightning was directly transmitted into their bodies.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the rain suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? What happened?" Wu Shishang walked out of the camp.

Qianhe looked at the eye shed: "Hey! That's right, thank you for your advice."

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The modou net was glowing red, but it was being torn apart bit by bit, and the golden coffin was also opening.

It was also at this moment that a figure stood up from the coffin and stood on the golden coffin.

"Yes, Master." Jiale nodded when he heard this, turned around and went back to the room.

However, just as Wang Xiaohei approached, he saw a thunder falling from the sky in the sky.

But I happened to see the golden coffin slowly opening.

Taoist Master Qianhe looked at Wang Xiaohe, shook his head, and said with a slight regret: "This little guy's blood must be better than the ordinary black dog blood, it's a pity."

Following closely behind was the coffin lid weighing thousands of pounds.

"Southeast, Northwest--"

"Here!" the four of them replied in unison.

"Jiale, go and get some glutinous rice for the uncle." Taoist Simu ordered.

I could vaguely see a pair of hands inside the coffin, stretching open the coffin.

Wang Xiaohei recognized that this was the corpse-suppressing talisman, because these runes looked the same as those of the customers who were stuck on the morgue.

After the words came, Taoist Qianhe flew over, jumped onto the golden coffin, and pressed the top of Mount Tai to directly close the golden coffin.

Soon after, Jiale brought a bag of glutinous rice over, and then Taoist Qianhe and his group continued to rush.

Taoist Master Qianhe screamed.

Wang Xiaohei drilled out of the tree hole, and the corpse-suppressing talisman in his mouth was not wet.

Then, he sniffed the scent left by Taoist Qianhe and his group and ran away.

Thundering.

"Haha, kidding, kidding." Taoist Master Qianhe made a haha.

“Ahhhh…”

Then, Wang Xiaohei left the house with the corpse-stopping talisman in his arms.

After suppressing for less than three seconds, the golden coffin lid broke the hemp rope as thick as a fist with unstoppable force.

He searched in Taoist Simu's cloth bag for a while, and finally took out three talismans.

The eldest disciple Zhong Dong came forward and tried his best to help Taoist Master Qianhe move the lid of the coffin.

Qianhe on the golden coffin was also directly fell to the ground.

After running for a quarter of an hour, it only took several kilometers.

In just a few seconds, the hemp rope tied the golden coffin, and Taoist Master Qianhe and his disciples worked together to suppress the golden coffin tightly.

The next second, electric flowers flashed on the four people, and then they were blown up by a force.

"Then why didn't you burn it?" Taoist Simu said in confusion.

"Destroy the tent-"

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Seeing this, Master Qianhe's face changed drastically: "Come on the rope, hurry up!"

"Oh, it's so scary." The minister of the Wu Shi suddenly retreated back to the camp with a look of horror, and let the three big inner guards on one side take over.

When it fell to the ground, the body was still twitching, and for a while, there was no sound.

Taoist Master Qianhe walked closer and saw that the four of them had been electrocuted and had been electrocuted.

Taoist Master Qianhe was not panicked, and his left foot was pressed in front of the coffin lid, his magic power was circulating, and his right foot was slowly pulled out.

Wang Xiaohei's running speed is very fast, which should be no less than the running speed of a wild wolf.

Thinking of the three spells in my mouth, I looked around and finally, before the rain fell, I found a tree hole and drilled in.

But the golden coffin lid hit Qianhe's right leg.

"KaKaKa..."

"By the way, junior brother, this bronze horned golden coffin is wrapped in an ink doll net. Is it...?" Taoist Simu came to the golden coffin with Wang Xiaohei in his arms.

Two hours, it was just a seven or eight kilometers.

The sky gradually faded.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and soon the drizzle fell.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaohei was shocked. He knew that the plot was about to begin.

When Taoist Simu heard this, he tightened Wang Xiaohei into his arms: "Junior brother."

He accurately hit the golden coffin.

However, Taoist Master Qianhe seemed to underestimate the power of the zombie prince.

The dark night sky was lit up by lightning.

However, he thought about it and finally, when he entered the woods, he shouted a few times into the house.

Immediately afterwards, the hemp rope as thick as a fist was thrown over by two disciples.

I have to say that Taoist Master Qianhe teaches his disciples very strongly.

"Hey! This zombie is a border royal family and cannot be burned. We must transport it to the capital as soon as possible and wait for the emperor to leave."

God knows when at their speed, when will we meet the emperor?

"The Qing Dynasty has been destroyed, and another emperor pops up. I'm afraid it's not a puppet supported by someone." Wang Xiaohei muttered in his heart.

As soon as the zombie prince appeared, a foul stinking spread.

"yes!"

They held torches and walked slowly through the woods.

Immediately, Wang Xiaohei stepped on the muddy road and approached the camp where Taoist Priest Qianhe and his friends were stationed.

If you dare to go to this Taoist practice alone, you are very brave and you are not afraid of death at all.

In Wang Xiaohei's opinion, the four disciples, southeast, west and north, were taught very well. They are not only not a burden, but also a real thing.

In the original drama, the three of them worked together to restrain the zombie prince for a period of time.

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Chapter completed!