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Wu Zhongyuan originally doubted whether he was dazzled, but Zhao Ying's words confirmed that he was not dazzled, and the old man in the coffin had indeed opened his eyes.

"The problem is with that butterfly," Zhao Ying guessed nervously, "Is it your rich friend?"

"Probably not." Wu Zhongyuan shook his head and said. Although he gave Wan Shanhong nine volumes of the Yin Book, it was not long ago. No matter how talented Wan Shanhong was and how high his understanding was, in such a short period of time It is impossible to cultivate to the point where the soul leaves the body.

"Are they enemies or friends?" Zhao Ying asked eagerly.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer. Zhao Ying's question was what he was thinking about urgently. This is an immortal body without a soul. No matter who possesses it, he will have the cultivation of an immortal. It's good to be friends, but what if? Enemy, the consequences will be disastrous.

At this moment, the lid of the iron coffin began to shake slightly. It was obvious that the people inside were trying to lift the lid.

At the critical moment, Zhao Ying showed the quick reaction that an agent should have. She jumped on the coffin lid, stepped down hard, and pressed the loose coffin lid back, "Make a decision quickly."

Wu Zhongyuan frowned and thought anxiously. The spotted butterfly came in from outside. What he was not sure about at the moment was whether the soul possessing the butterfly was Wan Shanhong. What if Wan Shanhong encountered an accident elsewhere? , has no choice but to possess the butterfly to continue its life. If you take action at this time, you may kill it by mistake. Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, you don't dare to take this risk.

There were two other reasons why he did not dare to act rashly. First, this immortal body had been parked here for many years. Only Wan Shanhong knew that there was such a body here, and outsiders did not know about it at all. Second, if you want to kill the immortal, you must hold the long sword backwards to kill the soul. It is useless to simply damage the body. As long as there is spiritual energy, the incomplete body can be restored at any time. Once the soul is killed, the consequences are irreversible, regardless of Neither Wu Dalie's Heavenly Silkworm Magic nor the Transformation Pill in his waist bag could restore the soul.

At this moment, the coffin lid shook violently again. Zhao Ying bent her knees and stepped on it again, pushing it back with great reluctance.

"If we are friends, we will not reveal our identity." Zhao Ying pulled out the small pistol at her waist.

Zhao Ying's words reminded Wu Zhongyuan, and he looked around anxiously, trying to find iron chains and ropes to bind the iron coffin. Iron blocks Yin and Yang. As long as this body is trapped in the iron coffin, he will not be able to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world.

But there were no iron chains or ropes here, and he searched to no avail. Wu Zhongyuan pulled out the long sword from his waist with his backhand, held it with both hands, concentrated on gathering energy, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Come down."

Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Zhao Ying hurriedly jumped down from the iron coffin. At the same time as she left the iron coffin, Wu Zhongyuan's long sword slashed down. The indestructible yin and yang sword with the help of the aura filled with energy smashed the iron coffin. split into two.

In order to leave room for recovery, Wu Zhongyuan did not cut off the iron coffin in the middle, nor did he choose the upper part of the iron coffin. Instead, he took three feet from the left side of the iron coffin, which was below the waist of the immortal body.

The iron coffin split, and the broken legs of the immortal body could be seen from the gap. Because the gap was narrow, the upper part could not be seen. Now that the iron coffin had broken, unexpectedly the spiritual energy entered. He hurriedly opened the coffin lid, only to see the old man in sackcloth. The physical body is fading rapidly, and there is a ferocious and sinister sneer on its face.

Seeing this situation, Wu Zhongyuan's heart trembled, and he eagerly drew his sword and slashed again.

Before the sword energy touched the fleshy neck, the old man's mutilated fleshy body in sackcloth quickly faded and disappeared without a trace.

Wu Zhongyuan has experienced countless wars, big and small, and has never encountered such a strange situation today. Seeing the old man in sackcloth disappear, he broke out in a cold sweat. This body is the cultivation of an immortal. No matter who controls it, he will have his own cultivation. , with his current spiritual energy cultivation, it is simply not enough to fight against the opponent.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand eagerly, wanting to send Zhao Ying away first.

But after raising his hand, he suddenly remembered that the two of them were underground at this time. Casting a spell from here would send Zhao Ying back to the modern underground, which would be equivalent to killing him.

At this critical moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much. He stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Ying, cast his body skills, and rushed towards the exit.

Before the two of them rushed out of the stone door, the heavy stone door began to close quickly. Seeing this, Wu Zhongyuan's heart beat wildly, and he desperately activated his spiritual energy to barely rush out before the stone door closed. Then he went up the steps to the second floor. At this time, he finally understood why he had palpitations and shortness of breath earlier. It was an ominous sign, a premonition and warning from his natal soul about the coming disaster.

The five-story stone chamber underground is in the shape of an inverted triangle. The area above the stone chamber is larger. When the two rushed to the center of the second-floor stone chamber, the huge fluorite placed in the center of the stone chamber for lighting suddenly lifted off the ground out of thin air. The two of them struck back.

Seeing that although the fluorite was huge in size, it was not coming quickly, Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly fired up the Heart Sutra, shrugged his shoulders and raised his arms as he rushed forward, and directed the Fire Dragon Qi at the huge piece of fluorite.

While he was activating the fire dragon's true energy, there was a clear sound of gunfire beside him. Needless to say, it was Zhao Ying who discovered the old man in sackcloth who was chasing after him and was shooting to stop him.

The fluorite rushed back after the collision of the fire dragon's true energy, and got stuck in the middle of the closing stone door. Wu Zhongyuan stepped on the ground and rushed forward, dragging Zhao Ying out of the second-story stone door through the gap above the fluorite.

"He has no legs and is hanging in the air." Zhao Ying said loudly.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer. He clearly understood the priorities and knew that he was no match for the opponent. The top priority was to return to the ground as soon as possible and use his teleportation to send Zhao Ying away safely.

After two consecutive gunshots, the two rushed into the first floor, and Zhao Ying said loudly, "I hit him."

"It's useless, you can't kill him." Wu Zhongyuan jumped up with anger, dragging Zhao Ying towards the exit.

The moment the two of them left the ground, the remaining weapons in the stone chamber on the first floor emitted a resonant clang, and at the same time they floated in the air, their sharp points facing each other.

Just when the weapons turned to face each other, Zhao Ying fired again, three shots in succession. Although it was not enough to kill the old man in Mai, it caused great interference to him. The speed of the weapons turning and moving was greatly slowed down, and the two took the opportunity to rush out. stone gate.

Wu Zhongyuan slapped with his backhand, triggering the closed-door mechanism, and then dragged Zhao Yingji upwards.

Although Wu Zhongyuan did not look back, he judged that the stone door was stuck by the sound of force clicking behind him and the sound of the sword breaking, and the sword in the stone room was flying out quickly.

At this moment, every second counts, and Wu Zhongyuan has no time to look back to intercept, so he has to accelerate with all his strength, dragging Zhao Ying out of the underground, to the stone house on the ground, and after turning, he rushes towards the south door.

Not only did the two of them turn around, but a large number of swords that looked like tarsal maggots also turned after rushing out of the ground, flying towards the two of them with a harsh and shocking sound of breaking wind.

The door of the stone house was closed. When Wu Zhongyuan rushed to the door and activated the mechanism to open the door, Zhao Ying fired the last bullet, threw away the pistol, stretched out her arms, and hugged Wu Zhongyuan from behind, " Love you forever!”

Although Wu Zhongyuan lowered his head to open the door, he could tell how far away the flying swords were from him by the sound of the wind. He also knew why Zhao Ying did this. Since there were too many swords, there was no way to dodge, so he had to shrug and break away. Zhao Ying hugged her, turned around urgently, poured out her spiritual energy, and protected her with her body, "Haha, what did you just say?"

As he laughed, the sword flew towards him and at the same time the door opened.

Purple Qi masters can extend their spiritual energy and condense spiritual energy barriers to protect themselves, but Wu Zhongyuan knew very well that his spiritual energy could not stop the large number of swords that were coming quickly. The moment the door opened, more than a dozen swords stabbed in from behind. Since the aura barrier weakened the sword's attack, the sword inserted from behind could penetrate the body and injure the five internal organs, but it did not penetrate through the body and was visible in front of the body.

Wu Zhongyuan pushed Zhao Ying out of the door, reached out with his right hand, and kneaded the formula. At the same time, he smiled and comforted, "I have a way to restrain myself. Don't worry, I will send you away first."

Zhao Ying's eyes widened and she was speechless with excitement. Although she didn't know how many swords were stuck behind Wu Zhongyuan, there were as many as four visible. Although Wu Zhongyuan was smiling, there was blood foaming from his mouth when he spoke. He was unable to resist the powerful force. The reason why her opponent insisted on lying was because he didn't want her to be sad when she returned to modern times.

Wu Zhongyuan cast the spell with all his strength, and Zhao Ying quickly noticed something strange about herself. Seeing that she could no longer move, she had to suppress her shock and emotion and shouted loudly, "I love you!"

"Hey, what did you say?" Wu Zhongyuan's mouth was dripping with blood.

"I love……"

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