Chapter 933 The Man in the Coffin!

"Hmph, I hope you didn't lie to me!"

The leader of the Corpse Driving Cult snorted coldly, and then rushed from the stairs of the first floor of the pagoda to the nineteenth floor, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

In his early years, he had heard from Hanba that there was a Corpse King suppressed in the Leiyin Pagoda. This kind of existence existed before the great catastrophe of Kunlun Ruins, flying in the sky and hiding in the ground, and was omnipotent.

Later, it was suppressed by many saints in Kunlun Ruins, and was sealed in the Leiyin Pagoda of Buddhism. For thousands of years, it has been converted by Buddhism for countless days and nights.

Corpse King!

Such an existence has surpassed Hanba, and its combat power is comparable to that of a saint, and it can even tear a saint apart with its bare hands.

Once he gets it, what will Ye Nankuang be? Even the old immortal in Zigai Mountain will be afraid of him.

And at this moment, the leader of the Corpse Driving Cult suddenly felt a piercing chill coming from behind him.

The next moment!

A dry hand pierced through his back!

The leader of the Corpse Driving Cult looked down at the bloody hand in a daze, and then turned around with great difficulty to look at Hanba behind him, his eyes full of disbelief: "You..."

He never thought that the corpse puppet he cultivated would suddenly attack him.

The corpse puppet took out his heart, licked the blood on it with the tip of its tongue, and laughed: "A waste like you is worthy of being my master?"

The leader of the Corpse Driving Cult roared: "Don't forget, it was me who saved you from the hands of the Buddhist sect, and it was me who spent two hundred years to make you a Hanba!"

"So what?"

Hanba sneered: "Didn't I go through life and death for you for two hundred years? Last time, the Wu Gu Cult and the seven ancient clans almost killed you, and I saved you?"

"Why? Why?!!" The leader of the Corpse Driving Cult fell to the ground, his face full of regret and resentment.

"Because I have been waiting for this day for two hundred years!"

Hanba chuckled: "If I don't gain your trust, if I don't tell you that there is a corpse king in Leiyin Tower, how can I get close to the master!"

"Master?"

The leader of the corpse-driving cult was at a loss, and then seemed to remember something, gritted his teeth and said: "So the reason you told me that there is a corpse king in Leiyin Tower is to use me to break the Buddha's light formation!"

"Not only that!"

Hanba screamed: "There is indeed a corpse king suppressed in Leiyin Tower, and it is my master!"

The leader of the corpse-driving cult was struck by lightning when he heard this.

"Two thousand two hundred years ago, that group of shameless people used a trick to suppress the master here for more than two thousand years!"

Speaking of this, Hanba's corpse gas surged, and his eyes were full of hatred: "And now, it's time for the master to be born!"

"As a gift for the master's birth!"

It looked down at the leader of the corpse-driving cult, with excitement in its eyes: "Your flesh and blood, your soul, I will take you with me!"

"No!"

The leader of the corpse-driving cult roared.

...

In just half an hour, Ye Chen, led by the leader of the Wu Gu cult, arrived at the outskirts of the Kunxu Desert.

Ye Chen stood on an extremely desolate mountain.

"Peak Master, the center of the desert is the location of Buddhism!" Wu Tianhou introduced with great respect.

He looked far away and saw that in the center of the desert, there were endless temples and Buddha statues.

The temples and Buddha statues were all built of huge stones, somewhat similar to the pyramids, but they looked extremely magnificent.

However, above the originally solemn and majestic Buddhist gate, there was now an extreme black gas rising straight into the sky.

This black gas was like a demonized black dragon, sweeping the void wantonly, emitting a thick corpse and bloody smell.

"This is corpse gas!"

Wu Tianhou's face changed slightly, as if he was a little afraid: "It seems that Buddhism has been robbed, but I don't know if Luo Laogui succeeded!"

The Luo Laogui he mentioned was the leader of the corpse-driving cult.

"Go and see!"

Ye Chen chuckled, waved his sleeves, and drove a gust of wind and turned into a stunning shot straight at Buddhism.

He was not here to help Buddhism, but he suddenly became interested in the leader of the corpse-driving cult.

...

Buddhist Leiyin Tower, 19th floor!

This layer is a forbidden place for Buddhists throughout the ages. It is said to be the 19th layer, but it is a non-existent 19th layer. If one does not reach the level of a saint, one cannot see through it.

Therefore, over the years, no one has ever known the existence of the 19th layer, not even Master Prajna.

And within the 19th layer.

There are also eight saints' mummies sitting in the Bagua, with iron chains extending out in their hands, and a purple jade coffin hanging in the center!

And in the purple jade coffin, at this moment, a man with a pale face and wearing a black dragon robe is lying.

This man has a handsome appearance, eyebrows like dots, eyes like stars, a face as white as jade, and a faint breath of looking down on the world between his eyebrows.

The corpse seems to have died long ago.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a hole about the thickness of a finger on his forehead. I don’t know what caused the injury. From this wound, you can see the coffin under him.

There were endless arrays engraved around the coffin, and even talismans were posted, but as time passed, the arrays had already become dim.

Hanba knelt on one knee in front of the purple jade coffin, kowtowed respectfully several times, and then a red stream flashing with blood appeared in his hand.

The blood-red stream slowly flowed into the man's mouth.

The man's slightly shriveled body suddenly became full at a speed visible to the naked eye, like desert grass encountering sweet spring water.

Hanba fed the soul of the leader of the corpse-driving cult to him again, and then stared at the man nervously.

"Hu..."

After an unknown amount of time, a faint breathing sound came from the coffin, intermittent, like the breath of a baby.

As this breathing sound sounded, the wind and clouds outside the tower suddenly changed color, dark clouds covered the sun, and lightning and thunder roared.

...

At the same time, two figures quickly swept into the Buddhist sect.

Wu Tianhou looked at the corpses on the ground with shock: "Peak Master, many people died!"

"Corpse Qi!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and then said: "I feel a very strong corpse Qi, it seems that these people were really killed by the leader of the corpse-driving cult!"

When Wu Tianhou was about to look around, he suddenly found that the top of his head was dark. He subconsciously raised his head and his face changed immediately.

The sky has changed!

It was sunny before, but now it is covered by dark clouds and thunderclouds, as if the sky is resentful and the people are angry.

Ye Chen's eyes focused, and he suddenly looked at the sky above the Leiyin Tower, which was the center of the thunderclouds.

His face was slightly solemn.

He sensed that there was a trace of dangerous aura gradually awakening there, even the saint of Zigai Mountain had never given him such a feeling.

"This is a punishment from heaven!"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, looked at the place where the thunderclouds were, and said slowly: "To be able to trigger a punishment from heaven, there must be a demon born!"