C737 (2/2)

With a bang, the coffin was lifted directly.

In the coffin, a burly middle-aged man lies quietly in the coffin, surrounded by a faint black gas.

The middle-aged man was wearing a very luxurious Royal robe, and there was a breath of magic power on it. It was obviously a good thing.

Lu Yu suddenly snorted when he saw the black air around him.

”Get out of here!” The spirit power in Lu Yu's body broke out in an instant, reaching for the coffin.

That wisp of black smoke seemed to sense the breath of life, and rushed madly towards Lu Yu's arm.

”Looking for death!”

Lu Yu's arm suddenly turned to gold, and a royal pressure burst out of it.

In an instant, the black smoke seemed to meet some kind of natural enemy in general, issued a Zila sound, many black smoke suddenly dissipated.

The black smoke began to condense in the air, and finally formed a figure of a person.

”Mind your own business! Go away Exclaimed the dark figure.

All around the coffin, suddenly issued a shivering voice.

Many coffins burst open, from which came out a few shaky figures.

These are some corpses. They have been controlled by the ancient demons and turned into killing puppets.

”Become a soldier by desertion?” Lu Yu's eyes were cold.

He is now familiar with the ancient devil's methods.

Now that the ancient devil can use such magic, his status will not be too low.

”It's a pity that you met me.” Lu Yu's face was cold, and a golden flame came out of his palm.

At the moment when the golden flame appeared, the cold air became warm.

Lu Yu threw the flame around him. In a flash, countless corpses were surrounded by the flame, struggling and finally turned into ashes.

”This is the real fire of the emperor of heaven. Who are you?” The shadow suddenly screamed.