The turbulent oil flowed downwards.

It continued to drip along the gaps in the coffin board onto the bodies of the zombies in the coffin.

Perhaps the internal zombies also felt the danger.

The struggle was even more intense, and the coffin shaking became even more powerful.

Several times, the coffin lid was lifted up.

But because the entire coffin was bounced with ink lines.

It's not that easy for this zombie to come up with a coffin.

I tried to break the coffin several times, but failed.

But inside the coffin, zombies are constantly slapping the coffin board.

It made a louder "dongdongdongdong" sound.

At the same time, there were also waves of low roars:

"Woo, woo..."

Very thick.

Very low.

Soon, a bucket of turbulent oil was poured into the coffin.

The entire coffin was also infected with oil.

Nanchen jumped out of the coffin.

Throw the oil barrel in his hand.

He took out the fire note and spoke fiercely to the coffin:

"Old Bangmao, you rest in peace!"

After saying that, he blew a sigh of relief at the fire.

The open fire appeared instantly, and Nanchen did not hesitate.

He took the fire note and threw it at the coffin.

Because the coffin is full of tinder oil, it is easily ignited.

In a blink of an eye, the entire coffin, including the coffin, was instantly wrapped in flames.

Inside the coffin, there were even roars of zombies:

"Ao, ao..."

Looking at the rising flames, listening to the zombies' roars and the scorching temperature.

Nanchen actually had a sense of ease.

When I think of this plot.

It is to be ended because of yourself.

Nanchen felt extremely happy.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, just when Nanchen thought he was in control of the overall situation.

It is necessary to kill the zombie boss in advance, and terminate the next lifting.

I only felt an extremely strong cold air coming.

Immediately afterwards, a sound suddenly came from the coffin, with a particularly heavy roar:

"Ao!"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of corpse evil spirits.

It instantly stirred out of the coffin.

Nanchen only felt a stinking corpse and a terrifying aura.

Subconsciously cover his mouth and nose and cover it with his hands.

As a result, a "clang" sound was heard.

Even if they were all solid wood coffins with ink threads.

At this moment, he was broken into pieces by the evil spirit of the zombie.

And the flames rising from the coffin.

He was instantly shocked by the cold and evil spirit aura erupting from the coffin.

And Mr. Ren lying in the coffin.

A "pop" jumped out.

At this moment, I was standing firmly on the ground.

His clothes were burned to pieces.

His face was burned a little too.

It's bloody and a bit creepy.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Nanchen tightly.

And let out a "whip-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo

That expression seemed extremely hideous and angry.
Chapter completed!