Monster: My clone evolved into a starry sky behemoth

It is a very mysterious ancient text.

One stroke is very complicated.

The glyph fonts are distorted beyond recognition.

It's like an evil ghost and zombie that is sealed on the coffin and twists and turns.

Su Bai's spiritual power also sensed that every stroke of the word "Ming" contained a very evil and strange spiritual power.

If ordinary people were here, as long as they saw the word "Ming", they would immediately go insane.

The head exploded and died!

Su Bai frowned.

This is definitely not Yan Quanming's stuff! !

He felt that the entire black coffin faintly exuded a terrifying aura far surpassing Yan Quanming's level!

at this time,

Boom!

The idol's giant feet exploded in the coffin!

The loud noise mixed with the ripples, and the shocks spilled out!

Su Bai, Fan Kang, Leng Rui, and Leng Xiaoling on the top of the mountain all looked at the roar.

After the ripples were gone, the three-meter-high pitch-black coffin was not injured at all.

Even standing motionless above the sky!

Seeing this scene,

Su Bai frowned slightly.

Fan Kang and Leng Rui gasped together.

They asked themselves that Su Bai's blow just now, the two of them would not be able to take it even if they fought together.

And this black coffin, which appeared strangely, held the palm like a foot without any damage.

This had to make them horrified.

Leng Xiaoling and the others on the top of the mountain below were trembling with their bodies and eyes trembling.

All of them have seen Su Bai's combat strength.

In the Zerg plane, it is invincible vertically and horizontally, and it can shatter the existence of space with every move.

But now,

The palm with all its strength was stopped by a strange coffin.

This strange and astonishing situation made their hearts sink immediately.

Suddenly there was an indescribable sense of crisis.

The void blasting sound disappeared slowly after the coffin was fully revealed.

Rumble-

It was extremely dull, as if the sound of a heavy stone door moving came out.

Su Bai and everyone saw,

The three-meter-high pitch-black coffin slowly rotated around.

Only then did everyone see clearly,

It turned out that it was the back of the coffin that faced everyone just now.

On the front of the coffin, there is a very distorted ancient text on the square coffin lid - seal! !

Chapter 371 The Mysterious Corpse Puppet

Su Bai glanced across the sealed black coffin.

While the sharp light flickered in the eyes, a dignified look filled them.

Fan Kang, Leng Rui and the others felt a sudden chill down their backs.

I also feel guilty for a while!

"Cough cough cough-"

An extremely weak cough, as if it was about to choke out the lungs, came from behind the coffin.

Yan Quanming walked out slowly.

What surprised Su Bai and everyone else was that,

At this moment, Yan Quanming, with a thin body of 1.9 meters tall, is bent like a little old man.

Originally thin to the point of deep eye circles, on the haggard face, the cheeks and eye sockets were completely sunken.

It was as if all the flesh on the face had disappeared, leaving only the skin covering the skull.

Yan Quanming's eyes staring at Su Bai became dim and yellow.

The high-altitude cold wind blew off the hood of his dark blood-colored windbreaker.

Even Yan Quanming's hair was withered and turned yellow, and there was very little that fell out.

Su Bai's eyes flickered slightly.

He even saw some faint brown age spots on Yan Quanming's forehead and the exposed back of his hands.

A rotten smell was emanating from Yan Quanming's body!

what's the situation? !

Why did his vitality pass away so badly!

Su Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, a little puzzled.

Mind a move.

The pupil of true seeing is on!

The colorful, new vision of seeing reality covered Su Bai's eyelids.

He glanced at Yan Quanming and the sealed mysterious black coffin.

suddenly found out,

The three-meter-high black coffin was actually continuously sucking the flesh, blood, energy and vitality of Yan Quanming's body.

The latter is also getting weaker and weaker! !

This process appears to be irreversible.

The black coffin was like a Pandora's box.

But now Yan Quanming has already opened it and can't stop it anymore.

He stared at Su Bai firmly, the resentment and resentment in his eyes seemed to turn into raging anger and burn Su Bai to death.

"You forced me!"

"This coffin is the last trump card Master Fu gave me!"

"Little bastard, today you are dead!!

Hearing this, Su Bai sneered and smiled.

He used the pupil of true sight to see through the connection between Yan Quanming and the coffin at once.

Hearing what Yan Quanming said, Su Bai immediately told the truth.

"Ha ha!"

Sneer.

"The hole card that Fu Honggui gave you?! I'm afraid this is not a reminder for you!"

"What hole card needs to devour your whole body's energy and vitality?!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Yan Quanming's hazy eyes widened slightly, full of disbelief.

But Su Bai's words immediately reminded him that he is not the only one who owns such a black coffin, all of Yan Quanming's confidants have one.

Fu Honggui's rhetoric is the same, and what he said is the last hole card for their confidantes.

As long as you do your best, the powerful corpse inside will be the life corpse of their confidantes in the future.

Yan Quanming had never seen the corpse doll in the black coffin.

But he didn't doubt the power of the corpse inside.

Under Fu Honggui's teaching,

Yan Quanming, like all his confidants, was full of expectations and longings, according to the method, day and night sacrificed and fed the mysterious corpse doll in the black coffin.

The way of sacrifice is no different from that of ordinary corpse puppets.

It's all a hard work of continuous infusion of core energy day after day.

But the longer the sacrificial training lasted, the more Yan Quanming could faintly realize that after each sacrificial training, he would feel extremely weak.

It's as if the whole person is overdrawn.

Or... lost vitality! !

In addition,

Fu Honggui passed down the method of feeding the black coffin dolls, which is also quite cruel.

Every week, seven boys and girls under the age of ten are needed, and some have four girls and three boys.

Some are four men and three women.

Fu Honggui asked everyone to feed different numbers of boys and girls.