Lying in the blood effusion was a skinless corpse with holes all over its body, as disgusting as a lotus pod. There were dense holes all over the cheeks, arms, thighs, abdomen, and chest.

Even the old Taoist priest couldn't stand this kind of lotus corpse. His scalp was numb and he retched. When the coffin was opened and exposed to the air, the bloody corpse seemed to be reviving. The holes and wounds on the body surface began to squirm. The next moment, many thousand-legged dragon centipedes emerged from the lotus wounds.

The lower part breaks out of the body.

Those Thousand-legged Dragon Centipedes were fed with blood and became fat and big. Their shells were shiny with blood, and hundreds of them burst out of the body. Only a ghost knows how so many Thousand-legged Dragon Centipedes could grow out of a blood corpse.

"His grandma's, it's so disgusting!" The old Taoist priest was so shocked that his scalp exploded when he saw the densely packed centipedes emerging from the lotus wounds on his cheeks, chest, neck, belly, and thighs.

"This is a blood Gu corpse! The corpse Gu woke up from its slumber when it smelled the human scent in the air!" the old Taoist priest reminded Jin An.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor of the Hades Palace. It was the Nine-turn Chongyang Saint Fetus who walked in from the outside carrying the corpse stitcher who was badly burned all over his body and was seriously injured and dying.

Seeing another Jin'an appear, the old Taoist priest was startled: "As an old Taoist, I know that this corpse stitcher can't beat you, my little brother. If we talk about chicken thieves, my little brother will consider the second best, and the first one is not even born yet."

The dying corpse stitcher looked desperate when he saw the opened blood coffin: "You really opened the blood coffin! It's over, we are all going to die here this time!"

"But it's okay, if you are buried with me, my death will not be in vain. I will drag you to be buried with my sons!" The corpse stitcher issued a vicious curse, cursing Jin'an for not having a good death.

But then an unexpected scene happened. Those Thousand-legged Dragon Centipede Corpse Gu did not rush towards the two living people, Jin An and the old Taoist priest. Instead, they all rushed to the ground like a red tide and were soaked in the blood of the coffin.

female corpse.

The corpse stitcher exclaimed: "How did you find the crazy woman who was buried alive by us?"

This is really surprising.

The poor woman who was trafficked to a corpse raising village and suffered domestic violence and beatings from her alcoholic husband every day was not buried alive in the woods outside the village, but buried alive in this dark mausoleum shaft.

"Little brother, stop those corpse voodoos quickly. Don't let these corpse voodoos find new hosts!" the old Taoist priest reminded loudly.

In fact, there is no need for the old Taoist priest to remind him, Jin An, the holy fetus of the Nine-Nine Double Ninth Festival, has already strode closer, opening his mouth and spitting out the Nine-Nine Double Ninth Festival Fire.

Six is ​​Yin.

Nine is Yang.

The two and nine phases are in the fire calendar.

It means fire.

Thousand-legged dragon centipedes and blood coffins were burnt to ashes by the overwhelming fire, and not even any residue was left.

Avenue induction!

A thousand virtues!

A thousand virtues!

…

In a short period of time, tens of thousands of Yin De were obtained.

Poof, the corpse poison crisis was eliminated, the corpse stitcher was mercilessly thrown to the ground, and the Nine-Revolution Chongyang Holy Fetus transformed into a red pill and flew back to Jin An's hand.

Seeing that the Thousand-legged Dragon Centipede, who he thought could kill him and avenge himself and his sons, was burned to death so easily, the corpse stitcher was stunned! Infinite chill and fear surged through his heart, and this fear was more than the burn.

Pain, fear in the eyes, unconscious repetition of "how is it possible", "how is it possible" over and over again...

The continuous loud noises in the Hades Hall alarmed a certain being who had been sleeping in the Hades Hall. The clear sound of iron chains dragging on the ground came from the Hades Hall. The sound came from the Empress Temple.

Under the light of bright and dark torches, a ten-year-old girl with iron chains tied to her feet and a headless rag doll covered in blood in her arms walked out of the Empress Temple and stood at the door staring at several living creatures.

people.

The little girl's face was calm, her eyes were numb, cold, and devoid of human emotions.

Behind the little girl stood another blurry adult figure.

Finally, the little girl and the blurry figure standing behind her all looked at the corpse stitcher, their cold eyes emotionless, as if they were looking at someone who was about to die.

"The Empress of Corpse Clothes!"

The corpse stitcher screamed, his eyes were desperate, and he didn't know what he was so desperate and afraid of.
Chapter completed!