The corpse-subduing magic ruler and the Maoshan Emperor Ling are both magic weapons given to Wu Feng, the grandson of Maoshan ancestor Mao Ying. They are rare treasures in the Taoist sect. Wu Feng has used this corpse-subduing magic ruler many times, but the Maoshan Emperor Ling rarely uses it. It is not that Wu Feng is not familiar with the Maoshan Emperor Ling, but because he can't wait to use the Maoshan Emperor Ling, the corpse-subduing magic ruler has already subdued all kinds of evil things. At this time of life, Wu Feng wishes to produce a few more powerful magic weapons, and the Maoshan Emperor Ling also has to use it.

As soon as the Maoshan Emperor Bell was sacrificed, it showed an extremely powerful momentum. When Wu Feng's finger popped up, the Maoshan Emperor Bell suddenly buzzed loudly, and the sound was endless, as if there was a great righteous spirit in the buzzing sound. Wu Feng felt for no reason that the spiritual platform was clear and his body and mind were comfortable.

But Weng Chai couldn't hear such a sound. The majestic and solemn aura emitted from the sound of the Maoshan Emperor Bell spread around. When the sound wave hit Weng Chai's body, Weng Chai's face was twisted and looked extremely painful. The black air in his body seemed to be blown by the strong wind, and it suddenly stirred up. Finally, it all retracted into Weng Chai's body. After a long time, the buzzing sound gradually stopped. The black air in Weng Chai's body evaporated again, but it was no longer as strong as before.

The sound of the Maoshan Emperor Bell blocked Na Wengchai for a moment. At this moment, the flesh corpse in the coffin was also crazy after hearing the sound of Wu Feng using the Maoshan Emperor Bell. He roared to the sky and struggled even more violently. A pair of green eyes shot out two cold lights, and green and thick mucus dripped down his mouth. The huge coffin was clattered by the iron chain, and finally could no longer hold on. The bang sounded, and suddenly it split into pieces and flew around.

Wu Feng shouted in secret and hurriedly lay down on the ground. As soon as he lowered his head, a large coffin board flew over the top of his head and hit the tomb. Another piece of debris flew up, falling down, causing Wu Feng's back to hurt.

There were also a few coffin boards flying towards Wengchai. Wengchai was not far from Wu Feng at this moment. He was about to walk to Wu Feng, but his life was over. He looked up and saw several coffin boards flying towards him. The tomb room had only a little space, but a large coffin occupied almost half of the place. He couldn't hide from him. He had to stretch out his hands and blocked him in front of him. The flesh corpse was full of brute force. I don't know how such a heavy coffin board was flying away, no less than a shell. Even though Wengchai was wearing evil magic, he was knocked away by the coffin board and hit the tomb room. After the back hit the tomb wall, he left a deep mark. Wengchai's old bone almost broke up.

The flesh corpse finally broke out of the coffin, and the iron chains on both hands and legs had already been broken, leaving several long chains behind, and with a slight movement, a clamor was made.
Chapter completed!