When he stepped onto the edge of the altar, he could clearly see that the altar kept shaking. It is conceivable how terrible his current momentum was. Just falling down at will, causing terrible movements.

The blazing flames in the altar rushed towards him regardless of so much.

"spread."

Ouyang Hao slapped out with a palm, and the palm wind raged, extinguishing the flames in an instant.

"Ouyang, I'd better respect my seniors."

"Yes, be cautious, be cautious."

Seeing that he had no respect at all, he neither respected nor was solemn, he was careless and wanted to lift the coffin board, and several elders immediately spoke.

"Haha, just a dead ghost. If you have the ability, you'll kill me long ago."

Ouyang Hao was one of the seven-star Tianling showies. He was extremely conceited. He showed disdain and sneered a few times. He raised his hand and lifted the coffin board.

rock!

Two coffin boards fell to the ground, making a heavy sound, making people feel nervous after a sudden slap.

"It's a teenager..."

"No, it is rumored that martial arts practiced to a profound level is enough to return to old age and child. Even if you die, your skin will be as good as jade, and will not be melted for thousands of years or even for thousands of years."

"It feels like I'm still alive, it's really scary."

"Senior Brother Ouyang, I really got a big opportunity this time."

Ouyang Hao stood in front of the coffin, making people unable to see clearly and could only glimpse half of his face. But just this half of his face was shocking and shocking.

The half-face exposed was as fair as jade, with a rosy complexion, and it was impossible to tell that he was a dead person at all.

These are very similar to the bodies of some powerful people in the legend, which makes people frightened and shocked.

"Why do I feel familiar?"

There were also disciples with puzzled eyes and muttered in a low voice. But they quickly shook their heads and said intimidatingly that it was impossible.

Compared with the shock of everyone below, Ouyang Hao, who stood on the altar and opened the coffin at close range, felt a little furrowed in his heart.

Before, he was not afraid of heaven or earth, he was arrogant and extremely arrogant.

Now he is really a little cowardly, it is so weird. The dead body in front of him is simply unremarkable. He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, not like a dead person at all.

But it is really hard to see so many fellow disciples.

Finally, Ouyang Hao mustered up his courage, stretched out his hand tremblingly, patted the other person's face twice, and then shrank back like lightning.

Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "A dead body is pretending to be a ghost, who should I scare you!"

call out!

But as soon as he finished speaking, the person in the sarcophagus suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two cold rays of light.

Ouyang Hao was stunned immediately, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and his heart was beating wildly, so scared that he was almost dead.

"Fore...Fore...Senior..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yun raised his hand and slapped him in the face like a thunderous thunder.

Bang!

The slap was like thunder on the ground, crisp and loud, trembling in everyone's ears, making people terrified and stunned.

Puchi!

Ouyang Hao was blown away, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, half of his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head. After he landed on the ground, he knelt on the ground with a thump and buried his head on the ground.

"Young man deserves to die. I'll disturb you from sleeping forever. Please forgive me."

This begging for mercy immediately spread the fear, and the entire Xiaoyun Sect all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Chapter completed!