The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 871
The blood prison beast was sent to hell and returned to its place.

The corpse guardian stared blankly at the direction in which the blood prison beast disappeared, a little puzzled, and then became extremely angry, his eyes that were originally blood-red and blood-red were stunned.

His frightening expression made my heart tremble, as if a powerful crisis had come to our heads.

The voice of 'ho ho ho ho' came out of the corpse guard's throat. He seemed to want to express something, but he did not express it clearly.

My father spat at Qing: "If you die, you will die. If you don't stop dying, you still dare to show off with Lao Tzu?"

We didn't understand what the corpse guard was 'ho ho', but the corpse guard understood my father's words, and there was another 'ho ho ho ho'.

There was anger, struggle, and something called madness in his zombie-like expression.

What surprised me was that my father understood it again, and he said disdainfully: "If you have any skills, just show them directly, don't be silly, do you think I don't know that you are buying time for that kid?"

The corpse guardian's terrifying face finally showed an inexplicable expression of horror, which made his face even more terrifying.

He raised his head in surprise, raised his arms again, and with the raising of his arms, the thousands of coffins began to shake at the same time.

What did I see in particular?
I saw countless arms of different colors sticking out of the coffin at the same time, grabbing the edge of the coffin and trying to climb out.

The arms are purple, yellow, white, and black.

Some even had only a skeleton left, not even a trace of flesh and blood.

They collectively followed the movement of the corpse guardian and slammed the edge of the coffin hard, as if they would win if they climbed out.

The Corpse Keeper was obviously obvious, like a weightlifter overexerting himself, he got stuck at the moment of the final clean and jerk.

His breathing was rapid, with a distinctly hard breath.

His arms were high, over his shoulders, but not over his head, just like those corpses whose arms were on the edge of the coffin couldn't climb up at all.

A thousand corpses moved at the same time, what was that scene?Anyway, my scalp is numb at this time, and I can't imagine what the consequences will be if these corpses climb out.

My father obviously couldn't imagine it either, so he did it before the corpse keeper succeeded in getting the corpses out of the coffin.

The swift movement and the sharp kick directly kicked the corpse guardian's chest without any hindrance.

The corpse guard staggered back a few steps, still raising his arms.Although my father's kick caused him some damage, it didn't stop him at all.

He still tried to raise his arms high, and the arms in the thousands of coffins were also slowly extending out of the coffins, as if there were signs of crawling out of the coffins all the time. I even saw that dozens of arms were fully stretched out. Outside the coffin, several ferocious-looking heads have already revealed their ugly faces.

"Stop for Laozi!"

My father roared and jumped in front of the corpse guardian, raised the corpse guardian high with both hands, took a flash, came to the entrance of the village, held the corpse guardian high, and threw him outside the village entrance. out!

The screen was spinning rapidly in front of me, and I even had the feeling of being turned upside down in an instant.

The image of the ruins of the ancestral hall gradually formed in front of me. The body of the corpse was also thrown into the ruins by my father, and the thousands of coffins had already climbed to half of the corpse because they had turned upside down. They all shrank back.

I found that my father was so strong, but he just threw the corpse keeper into the ruins, and I never took a step into the ruins.

Could it be that there is something tricky in this ruin?
The body of the corpse guard struggled a bit in the ruins, and slowly got up, but he didn't dare to go forward. He looked at my father hesitantly, a little scared!

A corpse that is not afraid of death can show a look of fear, which has to make me feel an alternative feeling. It turns out that all creatures in this world are afraid of death.

"You are not a real ghost, not my opponent, ghost, come out!"

My father pointed at the corpse keeper and said indifferently to the air: "Although I may not be able to beat you, it should be enough for you to use such a disgusting thing to drain my strength here.

I will not shoot, but when it does, it must die! "

I was astonished, the ghost he called, was the young man who was nailed to death by a corpse nail before?

That young man seems to be the messenger of this Xiaoyi Village. It should be. After we collapsed the ancestral hall, only this corpse guardian appeared. Where did the messenger go?

Apparently, the real ghost in my father's mouth was him.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie! Are you waiting for me?"

A ghostly voice came from all directions, making me feel cold.

"Fuck off! Don't use this kind of ghost trick against me, you know it's useless!"

My father yelled at the surroundings, and the original gloomy feeling was instantly dissipated.

"Full of yang? Your strength should be in the top ten in this world!"

After the ghost was scolded by my father, its voice was no longer surging in all directions, but became a line that directly entered our ears.

"Let me see again, the soul continues? What a brilliant technique! Jie Jie Jie, the master who grafted your soul for you is amazing, I'm afraid he should be the top three existences in this world, so amazing!"

The ghost said in surprise.

After hearing these words, Chao Youxi looked at my father in surprise: "I have heard that Mr. Rong realized the essence of one qi and three clears many years ago. Famous in the Three Realms.

And after Mr. Rong was researching this surgery, the first object to perform Soul Grafting Dafa was actually his master!

He transformed a wisp of remnant soul into three souls and seven souls, reincarnated into reincarnation, and cultivated for another life.

Is there really such magic in this world? "

My father's face finally changed, and after a long time he said angrily: "Ghost, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you can disturb my mind in this way? My Ou Chuqun is Ou Chuqun, okay, your trick I have already seen through it, don't use your ghost techniques or illusions to deal with me, these are useless, just show up!"

"Hahaha! Well, what a group of Ou Chu! Since you don't want to admit it, then you should die!"

The business of the ghosts fell, and the entire ruins of the ancestral hall made an earth-shattering vibration. Countless ruins of sand, countless bricks and sawdust all automatically floated up.

Among those floating objects, a thin figure appeared!
Ghost!It's finally here!
　Old magic stick!Old magic stick!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)