Digitalization of the World

Chapter 227 The Wicked Wang Xian

Boom boom boom!

Wang Xian tapped the coffin a few times with the Heavenly Dragon Spear, and there was no other movement except for the sound of the knocking.

"Is that big bat lying in this coffin?" Wang Xian asked the remaining two vampires.

The two vampires just looked at Wang Xian in horror.

laugh!

The Heavenly Dragon Spear shot out like a sharp arrow, cutting through the space in an instant, nailing a vampire to the ground.

"I'm asking you something, why don't you answer?"

Using his thoughts, Wang Xian retracted the Tianlong Spear and sighed softly.

"You are the only one left, tell me, is that big bat in this coffin?" Wang Xian looked at the only remaining vampire.

"The ancestor... the ancestor... the ancestor is... just... inside, my lord, please don't kill me, don't kill me! Uh..."

Only the vampire was left kneeling on the ground in horror, stumbled to answer Wang Xian's words, and frantically begged for mercy.

With a flash of cold light, this vampire was also nailed to the ground by Wang Xian with the Dragon Spear.

"Really, I obviously asked about the big bat, not your ancestors, why didn't you answer my question?"

Wang Xian shook the Heavenly Dragon Spear lightly to shake off the blood left on it, then turned around suddenly, kicked towards the lid of the coffin with force with his right foot.

Ong~

There was a violent trembling sound.

The coffin trembled rapidly.

At the same time, a black energy shield covered with terrifying patterns suddenly appeared in front of Wang Xian's right foot, blocking Wang Xian's kick that was about to hit the coffin.

Wang Xian withdrew his right foot as if nothing had happened, hugged Tianlong Spear, and said mockingly: "Yo, I thought you were going to lie dead forever?"

"It's very impolite for the strongest person in the East to disturb the sleep of a nobleman!"

A voice came from the coffin.

It is still the standard Dragon Kingdom language.

The voice is elegant and gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze and very comfortable.

"Then the guests are here, and you don't come out to see them. Isn't that a very polite thing?"

Wang Xian responded with a sneer.

"Master of the East, now is my rest time." The voice in the coffin said.

"Are you planning to come out?"

Wang Xian took a step forward, and the Heavenly Dragon Spear he was embracing also appeared in his hand, and the tip of the spear rested on the coffin lid.

"The most powerful person in the East, I have already said, now is my rest time! Sufficient sleep is the most basic thing for a nobleman to do."

"Master, nobleman, don't be ashamed of yourself!"

Wang Xian suddenly exerted force in his hands, and a tyrannical force was transmitted along the barrel of the Tianlong Spear towards the coffin.

Boom!

In an instant, the ground cracked densely like a spider's web, and the coffin suddenly sank a little.

"Master of the East, you are trying to piss off a nobleman!"

The voice in the coffin sounded again, different from the previous elegance and gentleness, this time, there was already a little anger in the voice.

"Huh? What kind of coffin is this? It's so hard?"

Wang Xian ignored the voice in the coffin, and instead looked at the coffin in front of him curiously.

Now, his strength is terrifying, not to mention the coffin made of wood, even if it is made of fine steel, it can be smashed flat with his gun.

But what about this coffin?

Not to mention smashed and smashed, not even a single scar can be seen.

"Immortal King, you are going to completely anger a nobleman!"

The voice in the coffin sounded again, but this time it was filled with infinite anger and killing intent!

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's right. The tepid tone just now made me feel uncomfortable. How exciting are you talking now! But then again, don't just talk about it, you can come out and kill me Me!" Wang Xian said provocatively.

It's a pity that the voice in the coffin didn't sound again this time, and I don't know if it was because Wang Xian was so angry that he couldn't speak, or because he didn't want to talk to Wang Xian.

The big bat ignored Wang Xian, but Wang Xian wanted to talk to him.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Wang Xian held the Heavenly Dragon Spear with both hands and used all his strength to knock on the coffin repeatedly.

During the smashing process, Wang Xian's mouth was not idle.

"Big bat, are you a mutant of a mouse, or do you look similar to a mouse?"

"If you are a mouse mutation, then you can't be called a big bat, you should be called a mouse that can fly!"

"By the way, I heard that you guys like to suck blood, that **** (unshielded character) blood, do you like to suck it?"

"Apart from human blood, do you also like dog blood?"

"It's black dog blood, but having said that, black dog blood has the effect of warding off evil spirits in our east. You should also be regarded as a kind of evil spirit. It seems that you can't drink it... Sigh! It's a pity that we can't get black dog blood now , Buman will definitely give you a feast, you have come from a long way, it is my mistake not to invite you to drink!"

"Eh? I forgot to ask, are you a big black mouse?"

"Oh, why don't you talk? Isn't it a big black mouse? Could it be a big gray mouse? It can't be a big white mouse, right?"

"Rat, I have a doubt, why can't your little brats be resurrected? It stands to reason that their level is around seventy. Even if they haven't killed the boss to get the number of resurrections, what about their original number of resurrections?" ?”

"It's normal if you don't have one, but it's not right if you don't have four. If you think about it carefully, is it related to the high level of you, a big mouse?"

"Rat..."

Wang Xian chattered non-stop, and the Heavenly Dragon Spear waving in his hand didn't stop.

It's a pity that even though the coffin was smashed into the ground by Wang Xian, the voice in the coffin did not resound, as if the owner of the voice was dead.

die?

Wang Xian thought with his feet and knew it was impossible.

"Your uncle, what the hell is your coffin?"

Wang Xian stopped waving the Heavenly Dragon Spear angrily, and he found that there was no trace of the coffin except for smashing it into the bottom.

"Smelly rat, can't you get out?" Wang Xian scolded angrily.

no respond!

"Don't force me to play hard!"

Wang Xian's voice became weird.

That's right!

Just weird!

Not cold or full of killing intent.

Because just now, he thought of a brilliant idea, and the only drawback of this idea was that it was a little disgusting.

"Okay! You asked for this!"

Wang Xian used his thoughts to pull the coffin out of the pit, then took out a soundproof scroll from his backpack, and released it towards the coffin.

After doing this, Wang Xian flew up, dragged the coffin and flew in one direction.

"Old King!"

As soon as he passed through the imperceptible film, Jian Twenty-Three's shout sounded not far away.

Then, a beam of sword light shot from not far away, flew in front of Wang Xian, and transformed into Jian Twenty-Three.

"Old Wang, where have you been? Also, what are you doing with such a coffin?"

Jian Ershisan looked at the coffin behind Wang Xian in puzzlement.

"What do you say?"

Jian Twenty-Three was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately said: "Could it be that big mouse that can only fly in this coffin?"

"Yes!"

Wang Xian nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for, just pull that flying mouse out of this coffin and kill it!"

Jian Twenty-Three immediately took out a long sword shining with a sharp cold light, and stared at the coffin behind Wang Xian with murderous intent.

"It's up to you to say? If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to get out that big flying mouse, why would I be dragging such a coffin?" Wang Xian said with a headache.

This coffin was too weird, except for the box left by Su Mu, he had never seen such a weird thing.

"Uh...Old Wang, can't you open this coffin?"

Jian Twenty-Three was surprised.

"I smashed it hundreds of times with all my strength, let alone smashed it open, and didn't even make a damn mark." Wang Xian sighed.

"Hundreds of hits without a trace?"

The surprise on Jian Twenty-san's face suddenly turned into shock.

As an existence who is often beaten by Wang Xian, he is well aware of Wang Xian's terrifying power.

It is reasonable to say that after hundreds of hits, let alone a coffin made of wood, a meteorite can flatten it!

But now Wang Xian said that there was not even a trace on the coffin, how could he not be shocked?

"Then what should we do now?" Jian Twenty-Three held the long sword and asked a little dullly.

Wang Xian has nothing to do with this coffin, and even more so for him!

"Don't worry, I've thought of a good idea, follow me!"

Wang Xian showed a mysterious smile.

Then, after looking at the surrounding environment, he changed his direction and flew towards a certain place.

Although Jian Twenty-Three was curious, seeing Wang Xian like this, he didn't ask any further questions, and quietly followed behind Wang Xian.

Then, Xuan Ming also flew over.

Wang Xian had to briefly explain to Xuan Ming again.

After that, the three of them flew in front, followed by a coffin, and flew towards a certain place.

In about a minute, three people and one coffin arrived at their destination.

"Old Wang, is this the place you are looking for?"

The corner of Jian Twenty-Three's mouth twitched wildly.

"How is it? Just ask if you feel it?"

Wang Xian had a smug expression on his face. He admired himself for being able to come up with such a wonderful idea.

"Absolute! Absolutely! It's absolutely amazing!"

Jian Twenty-Three tacky gave a double thumbs up.

"Xuan Ming, how do you feel?"

Wang Xian looked at Xuanming.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I think all Taoist priests of my Taoism should think that Wang Xian's idea is brilliant!"

Xuan Ming glanced at a pool below, and silently took pity on the coffin.

"Hahaha... If there is no objection, I will throw the coffin down!"

Wang Xian laughed loudly.

"Throw it away! Old Wang, stop talking, throw it away!"

Jian Twenty-Three had a look of excitement on his face.

Although Xuan Ming didn't speak, his expression told Wang Xian to throw it away quickly.

"Then I'm lost!"

Wang Xian immediately dissipated his thoughts.

Without the support of thought power, the coffin flew towards the pool below under the action of gravity.

suddenly!

Wang Xian's expression changed, and without further ado, he turned into a golden light and fled towards the distance.

Jian Ersan and Xuan Ming looked at the fleeing Wang Xian in a daze, but immediately after, their expressions also changed.

"Old Wang! Your uncle!"

"Wang Xian, Xiaodao is angry!"

The two shouted angrily, and turned into a sword light and a blue light respectively and flew towards the distance.

puff!

The two had just escaped from that place when the coffin fell into the pool below.

A large piece of yellow filth flew up.

Thanks to Wang Xian, Jian Ersan and Xuan Ming escaped quickly, otherwise they would have been splashed all over by this yellow filth.

"Phew - it's a good thing you can run fast!"

Not far away, Wang Xian heaved a sigh of relief looking at the scene above the pool.

"Old Wang, your uncle!"

Jian Twenty-Three flew in front of Wang Xian angrily, grabbed Wang Xian's neck with both hands, and shook it back and forth.

"Wang Xian, Xiaodao needs an explanation."

Xuan Ming also looked at Wang Xian with an unkind face.

"Listen to my cunning... explain."

Wang Xian said quickly.

"Still explaining? Old Wang, you've already called yourself sophistry!" Jian Ersan said angrily.

"Did I tell you?"

Wang Xian immediately pretended to be stupid.

"Xuan Ming, what do you think should be done with this kind of person?" Jian Ersan continued to pinch Wang Xian's neck, but looked at Xuan Ming who was at the side.

"Xiaodao thinks he should be beaten up, or he..."

"Brother-in-law, Brother Jian, Xuan Ming, the three of you are so disgusting that you even smashed shit soup for fun!"

Before Xuan Ming could speak, a voice full of horror and strong disgust came to the ears of the three of them.

Wang Xian, Jian Ershisan, and Xuan Ming froze immediately.

What does it mean to play shit soup?

Are they that nasty?

"Sister Nangong, come quickly, brother-in-law..."

Su Jin immediately shouted to Nangong Wu who was flying towards here in the distance.

When Wang Xian saw it, he became anxious immediately, a [flashing] appeared beside Su Jin, and his right hand directly covered Su Jin's mouth.

"ah--"

Harsh screams resounded through the sky.

"Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Wu, who had just flown over, looked at Su Jin who was wiping her mouth and screaming in horror with a puzzled expression.

"Sister Nangong, I'm not clean anymore, my brother-in-law..."

Su Jin plunged directly into Nangong Wu's arms.

When Wang Xian at the side heard Su Jin's words, he almost fell down from mid-air.

Dirty?

What is this TM called?

Will be misunderstood!

wrong!

It has been misunderstood!

Looking at Nangong Wu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Wang Xian sweated profusely.

Sure enough, any words that came into the mouth of his eccentric sister-in-law would change their taste.

Why did he want to gag Su Jin just now?

Isn't it just to make this little girl talk nonsense?

have to!

It's even more messy now!

"Uncle, you are a beast!"

Cheng Yao's figure appeared, looking at Wang Xian in shock.

"I'm a beast? I don't know who is greedy for the uncle's body when they meet for the first time!" Wang Xian laughed.

"Uncle, what... what do you mean?"

Cheng Yao's voice became stumbling.

Wang Xian looked at Cheng Yao with ridicule, and said word by word: "Do-to-day-light-"

Did he really know nothing at that time?

He was just playing dumb.

As soon as Wang Xian's words fell, Cheng Yao's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.