The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 140 The Barren Sand Altar
Hearing what Xu Ping said, Wang Hongguang tactfully retreated behind Xu Ping, ready to enjoy it quietly, and didn't plan to make a move.

The main reason is that he is powerless.

These zombies are gross.

It's not a problem to deal with one or two zombies, but with nearly a hundred zombies in front of him, if Xu Ping was not by his side, he would have already run away.

Looking at the zombie in front of him, Xu Ping's heart was calm, without fear.

With the blessing of nearly a hundred years of Taoism, although the hair stiffness in front of him is severe, it will not be too strenuous to deal with it.

Zombies swarmed, Xu Ping did not retreat but advanced.

It's just a test to see how powerful the Taoism of nearly a hundred years is now.

Holding swords in both hands, Xu Ping rushed directly into the crowd of zombies, circulated his true energy, and his whole body was bathed in the golden light of thunder and lightning.

Thunder and lightning criss-crossed, the golden light was hot, and the underground space was reflected with splendor.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

Two dazzling sword lights suddenly appeared and swept out.

One blue and one gold, the sword light is shining vertically and horizontally, crossing in the air.

The crossed sword lights formed an X in the air, which could have exploded in the crowd of rushing zombies.

The shattered golden sword light left deep sword marks one after another on the zombies.

Xu Ping frowned slightly.

I was also a little surprised in my heart that I couldn't do a one-hit instant kill.

But think about it, this is also reasonable.

In terms of restraining evil things, the golden light, which can protect the body and repel the enemy, is a little weaker after all.

And the thunder and lightning bred in the majesty of heaven and earth are naturally much more powerful than the golden light...

"boom!"

The shattered lightning and sword light instantly covered it like a spider web, and the large zombies wrapped in it were instantly pulverized by the brilliant blue power grid.

There are so many fearless zombies, and they don't know how many years they have experienced in this underground.

I just took a sword casually, and dealt with so many at the same time, Mao Zang was the existence second only to Fei Zang, so the degree of physical strength was naturally no small matter.

Xu Ping landed in the crowd of zombies, swung his swords, and the zombies rushing around him couldn't make an inch of progress under the dazzling sword light.

He kept waving the two swords in his hands, and from time to time, corpses exploded in front of him, but Xu Ping frowned, feeling more and more strange.

Fatty Hu said before that this tomb should be from the Warring States period, and he later verified it.

If this is the case, then these zombies shouldn't be so weak.

It has been thousands of years, even if it is boiled, at least it can reach the point of flying stiff.

Yin Qi gathers all around, and there is no shortage of nourishment for cultivation.

Forget it, let's be weak if you are weak, there will never be a strong one that can't be solved.

Xu Ping felt puzzled, but the movements of his hands were not slow. These zombies who rushed forward were not a single enemy at all.

But even so, Xu Ping was not careless, every time he swung his sword, he did it with all his strength.

As the saying goes, when a lion fights a rabbit, he still does his best.

Poor these zombies, they stayed in the dark at the bottom of the tomb for a long time, and finally saw a living person, thinking that they could improve their food.

But she never expected that the one who met her face was a living Hades.

After a while, most of the remaining zombies also lacked arms and short legs, and a large piece of dry and rotten flesh was missing, making them look extremely miserable.

There are twenty or thirty zombies left.

The strength of these zombies is a little bit stronger than those who have already been lying down.

Xu Ping was planning to make a big move when he saw these zombies, with their arms around the shoulders of the zombies in front, began to form a group and run quickly.

"Ah this?"

"Did you lose your handkerchief?"

The zombies in front of him formed a circle, and the zombies were no longer visible, only a black mist surrounded them.

Suddenly, countless black hairs shot out from the black mist.

There are as many black hairs as there are cow hairs.

"Gorgeous!"

Xu Ping sneered, and slashed out with a sword, and the thunder and lightning swept out like a horse.

The overwhelming hair was directly bathed in the thunder and lightning, and before it even got close to Xu Ping, it no longer existed.

And this thunderbolt has not finished its castration, and it fell on the crowd of zombies in a circle in front of it.

"Zizi!"

There was a crackling sound, and the black circle formed by the zombies only lasted for a moment, and then fell apart in an instant.

The zombies who bore the brunt were directly defeated by the power of lightning and turned into dust.

And there are more than a dozen zombies, which were thrown high by this huge force, and then fell heavily.

Without waiting for these zombies to jump up, Xu Ping turned into the body of a wood spirit and cast a spell. Tough tree roots sprang up from the ground, trapping these zombies on the ground in an instant.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, several dazzling lightning bolts fell and split out across the sky.

The willow sword that Xu Ping sacrificed was suspended in the air, and thunder and lightning hung from the tip of the sword, surrounded by blue lightning, criss-crossing, and blazing marks appeared on the ground.

As for the zombies wrapped in lightning, they turned into flying ash and dissipated in an instant under the divine thunder.

On the open space, there was only a large area of ​​scorched black, which was the trace left by the thunder's anger.

Xu Ping stood where he was, put his sword back into the bottomless pit.

The fog in the field of vision slowly dissipated at this time.

When killing the zombies just now, the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book kept flipping through, giving rewards all the time.

This feeling made Xu Ping feel like he was farming wild monsters, but these wild monsters did not drop weapons and equipment, but turned into experience points.

When it comes to Xu Ping, it becomes Daoxing again.

"I killed these zombies just now, and I have added ten years of Taoism..." Xu Ping sighed in his heart, this trip really came at the right time.

Wang Hongguang walked slowly at this time, his admiration for him was beyond words.

Just as he was about to speak, Xu Ping interrupted him with his hand, "Stop talking about flattery, you've already said enough, let's see what's going on with that sarcophagus?"

Wang Hongguang nodded, and the two walked towards the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus lay there quietly, without any funerary objects around, which Xu Ping never thought of.

The two walked to the side of the sarcophagus, Wang Hongguang looked at the pattern on it, and said in a daze, "The pattern on it seems to be exactly the same as the one on the mural just now."

Looking at the figure that stood alone in the sky, Xu Ping nodded: "Be careful..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push the huge sarcophagus.

"boom……"

There was a booming sound, and the moment the sarcophagus was pushed away, the brilliance inside the coffin flashed, colorful.

Wang Hongguang retreated quickly, and swung the beautifully decorated mahogany sword continuously in his hand, a wall of light stood in front of him.

At the moment when Xu Ping's brilliance flickered, a blue electric glow appeared all over his body, surging rapidly on his body surface.

"what?"

Seeing that there was no change in Xu Ping's body, Wang Hongguang realized that his reaction was too big.

He quietly approached the sarcophagus, turned to look at Xu Ping, and asked in surprise, "Why... nothing?"

The sarcophagus in front of him was empty, and there was nothing there.

After checking it carefully, Xu Ping was also quite surprised.

After standing still for a long while, Xu Ping shook his head and said to Wang Hongguang, "It seems that your work was wasted this time."

Wang Hongguang looked up: "Aren't you?"

Xu Ping smiled mysteriously: "Of course I'm not."

After looking at it carefully again, Xu Ping touched the cold sarcophagus and injected a burst of true energy, but there was still no change.

Adhering to the idea that a thief never fails, Xu Ping set his sights on this sarcophagus.

He is also in this business, and he can see that the material of this sarcophagus is not extraordinary.

And in this dark underground, a lot of yin energy has been absorbed, and used as a treasure for raising corpses. If you take it out, you will definitely be sought after by a large number of people.

After thinking about it, Xu Ping had already begun to think about this sarcophagus.

True Qi gathered in the palm, a bottomless pit appeared, and a suction force came out, facing the sarcophagus in front of him.

However, to Xu Ping's surprise, the sarcophagus did not move at all.

"what's going on?"

Xu Ping muttered, but before he could figure it out, his face suddenly changed, and he pulled Wang Hongguang back quickly.

"careful!"

The moment he just sounded the reminder, the entire sarcophagus glowed with colorful light.

And the figure of the independent sky on the sarcophagus was even more radiant, as if it was about to break out of the sarcophagus.

Xu Ping pulled Wang Hongguang back quickly, but a circle of ripples swayed above the sarcophagus, and he chased after him quickly, enveloping the two of them in an instant.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, stunned in place.

……

The colorful light surrounds the whole body, and the scene in the field of vision is suddenly distorted, shattered and reorganized like a mirror, and what is presented in front of the eyes is a brand new picture.

The scorching sun above the head, the rolling heat waves, the endless barren desert, and the altar composed of several stone pillars soared into the sky.

And around the altar, in the yellow sand all over the sky, countless figures were prostrate on the ground, facing the altar in the middle, with pious expressions on their faces.

And the two of them were on the outskirts of the crowd, less than a hundred meters away from the altar.

"What the hell is this?" Xu Ping never expected that he was still at the bottom of the tomb just now, and ran into this barren desert in the blink of an eye.

Fantasy?

Xu Ping closed his eyes slightly, and was startled.

From the perception just now, it can be concluded that the scene in front of him is not an illusion, but a real existence.

This is a little scary.

Who is it, and how much mana is needed to make it too late to resist, and to be here in an instant.

A moment later, he heard an exclamation beside the sound.

"Ah, where is this?"

Wang Hongguang woke up faintly, feeling like his whole body was about to burst.

Xu Ping said, "How do you feel?"

Wang Hongguang's face was pale, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Just now... I felt as if I was cut alive." The feeling of being lingering still made him trembling even now.

It seems that my own strength offset this strangeness... Xu Ping thought of this, so he cast the body of the wood spirit and shot a mellow green fluorescent light to help Wang Hongguang recover from his injuries.

The faint green streamer entered Wang Hongguang's body, but Xu Ping couldn't help frowning, and murmured: "No, why is my wood spirit body so weak?"

As soon as he cast the spell at this time, Xu Ping was surprised to find that his wood spirit body was not a little weaker than when he cast it a few days ago.

I closed my eyes and looked inside, checked the true qi in my dantian, and there was nothing unusual.

Could it be this weather!
Xu Ping focused his attention on the scorching air, and soon realized that it was the unbearable scorching weather that suppressed his wood spirit body.

"What are they doing?"

Wang Hongguang recovered a bit, then stood up and pointed to the crowd in the distance.

"What do they seem to be worshiping?" Xu Ping raised his head while talking, then fixed his eyes, and said in astonishment: "There is a person up there!"

Hearing what Xu Ping said, Wang Hongguang was taken aback, and followed Xu Ping's gaze to look up.

Facing the glare of the sun, the two squinted their eyes and looked carefully. Although they couldn't see the face clearly, there was indeed a figure on the altar.

The figure raised its head and spread its arms, as if shouting towards the sky, but neither Wang Hongguang nor Xu Ping could hear a sound.

Not long after, the figure standing on the altar moved, as if looking down at the two of them.

Immediately, Wang Hongguang felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, and hot tears flowed out. He covered his eyes and rolled all over the floor, "I'm going to be blind, I'm going to be blind."

Xu Ping also felt some discomfort in his eyes, but he still looked over to meet the gaze above his head, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who is playing tricks there?"

Yang Tian made a questioning sound, and the sound waves rolled straight into the sky.

Before the figure standing on the altar could answer, the people surrounding the altar looked up in dissatisfaction.

It seemed that he was angry at Xu Ping's disrespectful tone.

"Um?!"

Sensing everyone's hostile gazes, Xu Ping's complexion gradually became serious.

Just because these people looked up, their facial features were stiff, and there were only two black holes left in the eyes on their faces, without eyeballs.

This fall caused Xu Ping's attention to fall on these people.

The next moment, he found that the chests and stomachs of these people were separated like butterflies spreading their wings, revealing the empty stomachs, and all internal organs were gone.

"hiss……"

Seeing such a strange scene, Xu Ping couldn't help but gasped, and Wang Hongguang, who had finished rolling, opened his red eyes. After seeing this scene, his whole body felt cold.

"Xu, Brother Xu, where the hell are we here?"

Xu Ping shook his head, looked at the figure on the altar, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe only that person can give us the answer."

The person above his head seemed to have heard Xu Ping's words.

The world was silent for a moment, and a thick voice floated down from the sky, "It's been a long time since I saw a human being. If you two can pass their test, then you will have a chance to talk to me."

The owner of this voice obviously didn't speak very often. When he spoke, his tone was strange, and there would be inexplicable shifts in his voice. Xu Ping almost didn't understand it.

Wang Hongguang didn't dare to answer the words, and didn't dare to look up again, but just clenched the mahogany sword in his hand.

Suddenly being in such a weird scene, he felt a sense of narrow escape.

Xu Ping didn't think so much, he took a step forward, and said calmly: "Passing their test, do you mean that I have saved your disciples?"

These disemboweled zombies, who worshiped that person so devoutly just now, are obviously their brainless believers.

The man on the altar did not speak.

But Xu Ping clearly noticed that the gaze above his head had been staring at him.

"what!"

"Wow!"

There was a strange squeaking sound, and a large group of zombies swarmed in front of him.

Like a black cloud surging.

(End of this chapter)