A hundred corpses are welcome!

At that time, these four words popped into my mind.

Which one of the dead race is the one who can make hundreds of corpses crawl on the ground to greet him?

The giants of the Long Bo Kingdom live in the sea all year round and cannot come here. The black-faced Buddha died in the hands of Yu Buren, and the snake girl has been imprisoned in the Ligui Prison by the Special Cases Division since the battle in Xiaotangshan.

It can be said that most of the generals under the Corpse Ancestor are dead, and the remaining three melons and two dates should also compete with Deputy Commander Di Ming and others in Qinghai, Yunnan, and Guangxi.

Ganzi is such a quiet place, which big shot would come here? Could it be the God of Death?

I tilted my head and glanced at Feng Qingshan, and asked in a low voice: "Old Feng, there's something wrong with this. Are we afraid we caught a big fish?"

Feng Qingshan said softly: "Don't mess around first, let's figure out what is going on."

Feng Qingshan is also a cautious person, and he knows that if something is abnormal, he is a monster. If these living corpses in front of him behave strangely, if they touch them rashly without understanding what is going on, they may run into the guy they are greeting.

He just waved his hand back, and several team members extinguished the Yang Fire on their bodies and lay motionless on the ground.

The battle of life and death has only lasted less than a month, but the Special Case Division has gradually figured out a set of methods to deal with the dead. Among them, masking one's breath is the most effective and common method of hiding.

After all, the current war has not yet been involved in the lives of ordinary people. The number of exorcists in the country does not have an advantage over the dead.

Once you are surrounded by dead people, the most effective way to save your life is to restrain your body's yang energy and hide it.

At this time, the few of us are really like corpses, our breathing has been reduced to the lowest level, and the sun fire has converged in our bodies. Even if a living corpse passes by, it will only regard us as ordinary people who died here.

But we were lying behind the rocks, staring intently at the coffin mountain in front of us. We waited for more than two hours.

When it was late at night, I vaguely heard a sound of blowing and beating. This sound did not come from the coffin mountain, but from the bottom of the mountain.

I turned my head and looked behind me. As far as the eye could see, I saw ghost fires dotted under the mountain, shadowy and shadowy, approaching Coffin Mountain rapidly.

The speed of the other party is similar to the normal driving speed of the car, which is about sixty or seventy kilometers per hour.

As I got closer, I could see more clearly. It was a white sedan chair, and eight little ghosts acted as sedan bearers, carrying the sedan chair as fast as flying.

Around the sedan, there were little ghosts playing and playing, and their steps were neither fast nor slow. However, their steps were extremely large, at least seven or eight meters in one step, so they seemed to be faster in terms of speed.

Feng Qingshan and I looked at each other, and we didn't know who the person was. Judging from the appearance, the person in the sedan should be a big shot, but what was this guy doing here at Coffin Mountain in the middle of the night?

Everyone couldn't understand the intention of the visitor, so they became more cautious, even breathing extremely slowly to avoid being noticed by the other party.

But he said that the sedan chair was very fast and reached the entrance of Coffin Mountain in an instant.

The dead man in the sedan obviously knew etiquette, and did not rush into Coffin Mountain rashly, but stopped at the door to express respect for Coffin Mountain.

Then an old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who looked like a skeleton, came out of the crowd and shouted in a sharp voice: "The Ice Tomb Messenger is coming to Coffin Mountain, where is the Corpse King!"

A stout dead man rolled out of the Coffin Mountain quickly. He walked in a hurry. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Coffin Mountain, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said: "The living corpses in the Northern Territory of Ten Thousand Demons Pit, Qi Yanping has seen the Ice Tomb Messenger!"

The old skeleton said arrogantly: "Are you the corpse king here?"

Qi Yanping was lying on the ground: "I don't dare to be the corpse king. There is a real corpse king in the Northern Territory, and Qi Yanping is just commanding the living corpses under his command."

I was listening curiously, but I noticed that Feng Qingshan's body was shaking involuntarily, and I couldn't help but feel strange.

Feng Qingshan, a guy who was fearless, was so frightened that he started to tremble when he saw this so-called ice tomb messenger.

Who are these guys?

When the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks heard that Qi Yanping was just a nobody, he immediately became a little disdainful and said: "I thought you were the Corpse King of the Northern Territory. Huh, hurry up and greet the envoy!"

Qi Yanping hurriedly said: "I have invited the Ice Tomb Messenger to come into the mountain."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the sedan: "Has the Corpse King of the Northern Territory arrived?"

Qi Yanping hurriedly replied: "In reply to the messenger, Grandpa Corpse King has not come yet. However, there has been news that he will arrive tonight. In addition, Mr. Ghost from the South Territory will also arrive tonight, but the exorcist is well-informed.

It will take some time for them to avoid the eyes and ears of the exorcist."

My heart jumped involuntarily. Damn it, this is going to be a big deal.

The Corpse King of the North Territory is the boss who controls the entire Northern Territory of Ten Thousand Demons Pit, and the Mr. Ghost of the Southern Territory is the boss who controls the fierce ghosts of the entire Southern Territory. Although these two are not close associates of the Ancestor of the Corpse, their skills are definitely not as good as the God of Death.

How different are masters like Black Faced Buddha?

Coupled with the unknown origin of the Ice Tomb Messenger, so many experts gathered on a small coffin mountain. What was going on?

Could it be that you are here for me?

But it shouldn't be. Only Deputy Commander Di Ming, Zhang Wuren, He Zhonghua and a few other people knew about my coming here. Even Feng Qingshan regarded me as an ordinary exorcist.

They shouldn't know I'm here.

Could it be that we want to break through the progress of the war? That would be really bad. The five of us can contain a mountain of coffins, which is the limit. Now that there are so many top evil spirits, the five of us are just a dish.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on my forehead, and I was ready to slowly move to Feng Qingshan and tell him the situation.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingshan slowly turned his head and said softly: "Retreat immediately! No matter who comes back alive, notify the Special Cases Division and say that the Ice Tomb and the Ten Thousand Demons Pit are mixed together!"

The old man holding the pipe lowered his voice: "You can't leave! Look!"

I followed the old man's gaze and looked behind me, and I saw a dark wind blowing behind me, a thick fog of sorrow, and countless will-o'-the-wisps and phosphorus flickering in it.

Looking at this posture, you can tell that Mr. Ghost from the Southern Region is here.

And by coincidence, he just blocked our retreat. Once we retreat, we will be noticed by the other party immediately.

Feng Qingshan made a quick decision and whispered: "Don't expose your whereabouts! Lie in hiding and escape immediately if you have the chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rough laugh from the distance: "Old Monster! You came quite early!"

The voice of the Ice Tomb Messenger came from the sedan: "Northern Corpse King, you are not too late to arrive."

Mr. Ghost in the distance has not yet arrived, but his voice is carried by the cold wind. His voice is so high-pitched that I don't know whether it is a man or a woman.

"Our ancestors asked us to come to meet the Ice Tomb Messenger, which is a great honor to you. But you don't know where the owner of the tomb is?"

The ice tomb messenger said calmly: "The owner of the tomb will come naturally when it is time to come, so you don't have to worry about it."

The Corpse King of the North Territory laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter whether the owner of the tomb comes or not, but our ancestors are very interested in the Divine Dragon of Time. I just hope that when the owner of the tomb comes, he can bring the Divine Dragon of Time with him!"

After he finished saying this, he suddenly shouted sharply: "Qi Yanping, are you ready for the reception?"

Qi Yanping said hurriedly: "It's done! It's done! Seniors, please come into the mountain!"

He was groveling and flattering, first inviting the guests into the mountain, and then countless living corpses immediately got busy.

I am secretly curious about what the owner of the tomb, the Dragon of Time, is, and why it sounds like even the Ancestor of the Corpse wants to get it.

Where did the so-called ice tomb come from?

While he was thinking about it, the Corpse King of the North Territory also entered the Coffin Mountain with more than a dozen corpses, followed closely by the dark wind blowing from an unknown place. In the wind, there was also the high-pitched laughter of Mr. Ghost of the South Territory.

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The top of Coffin Mountain is located in a small area, so except for the Ice Tomb Messenger who can enter as guests, the subordinates of the Corpse King of the North and Mr. Ghost of the South do not have this qualification.

When a few big guys led a few people into Coffin Mountain, all those lonely ghosts and zombies were stationed around Coffin Mountain.
Chapter completed!