"Live... Live!"

"Hiss! Imperial concubine, she's alive!"

Hear the movement and sound from the coffin.

Yan Hua and other guards all turned pale with fear and hurriedly retreated.

Lin Bai, the body stitcher, was also thrilled. He quickly stepped back and knelt on the ground and said:

"Imperial concubine, I just touched your body as usual. Don't blame me!"

He worked as a corpse stitcher in Liufeng country all his life and had never encountered such a thing in front of him.

The thought of Jiang Yuqing's corpse separation made him cold all over.

Call~

At this time, a very cold wind blew, making everyone goose bumps.

Zheng Chixia frowned and said, "Yin Qi is so heavy that it seems to be a fierce ghost!"

He quickly took out a ghost talisman of Wulei town and threw it at the coffin.

Click, click~

However, the talisman was frozen by a white ice before it was close to the coffin.

"Ah!" Zheng Chixia was shocked.

His five thunder town ghost talisman is a treasure at the spirit level. It can suppress any ghost below the spirit level in an instant.

However, now it was frozen by a Yin Qi.

This shows that the strength of Jiang Yuqing in the coffin has far exceeded the spirit realm.

Boom!!!

A bloody light tore up the coffin board and shook all the seven dead nails on it.

Boundless blood evil resentment flowed out of the coffin like a tide and quickly flooded the whole grave pit.

"My child... I want my child... Woo woo..."

"Zhao Yuhu, you are so cruel. How can you do it to your own flesh and blood?"

"I hate it! I hate it!"

The sound of Jiang Yuqing's resentment is as if it came from the underground, which is breathtaking.

Then they saw Zheng Chixia sitting up from the coffin.

A faint blood color lingered on his white face.

A pair of pupils are frighteningly red.

With her crying, she kept bleeding red tears, rolling down on her white face.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Chixia swallowed her saliva: "blood corpse! She turned into a blood corpse!"

Yan Hua hurriedly asked, "Lord Zheng, what is a blood corpse?"

Zheng Chixia said, "the blood corpse is the most powerful ghost in the corpse change. It is very resentful, extremely irritable and ferocious!"

"According to the information I recently saw from ancient books, every blood corpse will soon be promoted to the king of corpses after its birth!"

Corpse king!

Just hearing the name, Yan Hua and others felt numb.

Yan Hua hurriedly came forward and said, "madam, you are dead, but don't be angry!"

Jiang Yuqing wrapped her clothes around her, got up slowly and looked down at Yan Hua Road:

"It's time for you to help the faint king. You're also my enemy!"

Oh~

Jiang Yuqing raised her head and roared. Her hair doesn't want to grow as crazy as life, so she has to roll Yan Hua up.

Brush!

A purple golden sword light fell.

Zheng Chixia holds a spirit level gold-plated peach wood sword and cuts off Jiang Yuqing's hair with one sword.

"Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. I don't allow you to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Zheng Chixia tried her best to run Zhenyuan, forming thousands of protective thunder lights all over her body.

The peach wood sword in his hand is entangled by a dragon, which is extremely masculine and domineering.

Jiang Yuqing stared at Zheng Chixia, her blood red eyes bleeding, and said with a sad smile:

"A smelly Taoist in the venerable realm, also wants to stop me?"

"Since you want to be brave, bury my child!"

When she had finished, she began to sob again in a low voice.

But everyone here felt that death was approaching rapidly.

Because Jiang Yuqing's resentment is at least 30% heavier!

"Die!"

Jiang Yuqing's fingernails became very long in the blink of an eye and grabbed Zheng Chixia's heart.

"This blood corpse is too fierce. If she grows up again, I'm afraid she can become a real corpse king after a incense stick!"

Zheng Chixia thought of this and bit the tip of her tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the peach wood sword.

"Nine Star God thunder sword formula!"

Carrying the light of boundless thunder, Zheng Chixia stabbed a sword at Jiang Yuqing's arm.

Boom!

Blood gas and thunder burst at the same time.

Zheng Chixia and Jiang Yuqing screamed at the same time and went back more than ten feet.

"Hum!"

Jiang Yuqing glanced at Zheng Chixia with hatred, and immediately turned into a blood light and fled quickly to the distance.

In the air, her shrill cry could be vaguely heard.

"I want my child... I want revenge... Zhao Yuhu, I want you to die!"

Seeing her escape, Zheng Chixia scolded angrily: "Damn it!"

In this fight just now, although he hurt Jiang Qingyu, he was also hurt by Jiang Yuqing.

At this time, in his chest, there was a group of extremely cold Yin Qi crazily corroding his heart and viscera.

Feeling her heart twisted like a knife, Zheng Chixia quickly took out the magic weapon specially used by Maoshan sect to escape.

"Lord Zheng, if she returns to the palace, there will be a bloody storm. Please stop her!" Yan Hua hurriedly said.

Zheng Chixia shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I can't protect myself now. How can I stop her?"

"Wait until I get back to the sect door and dispel her Yin Qi with this sect secret Danhua!"

After that, Zheng Chixia hurried to flee in the direction of Maoshan sect.

About half a column of incense.

Zheng Chixia suddenly felt a terrible force falling from the sky and bound him suddenly.

"No!"

Zheng Chixia was startled.

This force is so terrible that people feel that they will be crushed to pieces at any time.

Poop!

Then Zheng Chixia sank and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking up, Zheng Chixia was surprised.

He saw a beautiful young man in white standing not far in front of him, surrounded by four lovely little girls like porcelain dolls.

"Emperor... Emperor!"

The last time she killed Yinjia corpse in yuecangguo Town, Zheng Chixia saw Lin Xuan and engraved his appearance in her mind.

At this time, Zheng Chixia suddenly realized that it was Lin Xuan.

No wonder that power was so terrible just now. It was Emperor Fu who shot!

Lin Xuan was just studying longjiabeng with his daughters.

Sensing that there was an unusual gas moving rapidly towards him, he slapped him.

Unexpectedly, it was Zheng Chixia, the master of ghost hunting.

Glancing at Zheng Chixia casually, Lin Xuan asked:

"There is a very cold resentment in your chest. Did you encounter a powerful ghost?"

Zheng Chixia was overjoyed. The emperor saw his injury at a glance. It must be able to raise her hand to heal herself.

"Yes!"

Then Zheng Chixia told Lin Xuan the whole story.

Lin Xuan nodded slightly.

Seeing that Zheng Chixia is a chivalrous man who upholds justice everywhere, he uses the ancient fire spirit body to transport a spiritual fire.

Then he used his strong cultivation to invade Zheng Chixia's chest and burn the cold air for him.

Feeling the instant recovery of her injury, Zheng Chixia quickly knelt down to thank her: "thank you for saving me!"

Lin Xuan said, "as you said, Jiang Yuqing's corpse has become a blood corpse, so her strength must be able to kill a country soon."

"If such disasters are not eliminated, hundreds of millions of people will be in dire straits."

Zheng Chixia heard the sound outside Lin Xuan's string and hurriedly nodded:

"What the emperor said is very true! I beg you to follow him and see how he deals with the blood corpse!"

"HMM." Lin Xuan nodded casually and took his daughters and Zheng Chixia to Liufeng country.

And now.

In the imperial palace of Liufeng country.

Zhao Yuhu, the monarch with a pair of huge black eyes, asked weakly:

"Doctor, what disease does Gu have?"

The imperial doctor shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is just Qi deficiency and blood loss. You can adjust it more."

"I'm going to prescribe some prescriptions for your majesty to recuperate Qi and blood. As long as your majesty takes them on time, I believe he will recover soon."

"Go." Zhao Yuhu waved and asked the doctor to step down.

When he was alone in the bedroom, he sat on the bed, looked around and muttered:

"The twilight is coming. Should the lonely beauty come soon?"

These days, every evening, a peerless beauty came to his bedroom.

Zhao Yuhu was so happy with her that he forgot all his troubles.

Therefore, at this time, he looked forward to the appearance of beauty.

Dong ~ Dong ~ Dong~

Suddenly there was a slow knock at the door.

Zhao Yuhu's eyes lit up immediately.

coming!