Chapter 1237：

next moment,

The little girl's hand, facing the lid of the coffin, suddenly clenched into a fist and blasted out!

Boom!

The entire heavy black lacquered solid wood coffin lid was immediately blasted to a height of seven or eight meters, and fell heavily to the ground eight or nine meters away!

Roar--

A roar that didn't sound like a human voice suddenly sounded from the coffin!

"Back, back quickly!!"

He Zhenping pulled the dumbfounded Shao Ding, and while backing away, he shouted loudly towards the surroundings.

Everyone backed away.

Under He Zhenping's pull, Shao Ding, who kept backing away, suddenly saw a small figure in a pink dress standing stiff from the coffin!

It was the little girl who had carved jade before!

But at the moment,

After seeing the little girl clearly, Shao Ding's eyes were full of incredible expressions!

Roar--

Accompanied by a roar of anger, the little girl's pale face was carved out of jade, and the originally small and round mouth was abruptly torn open to both sides!

The red blood, mixed with the dark yellow corpse water that had begun to turn into a corpse, flowed directly from the cracked mouth and the gap between the teeth!

Splashed on the pink dress, mottled and rotten!

The dark yellow coffin mark on the forehead began to bloom with an increasingly dark and powerful breath and brilliance!

On the little girl's face and arms, dark brown corpses appeared from under the skin and spread!

An astonishing corpse energy on his body became more and more intense, and it was washed away in all directions in an instant!

This corpse qi had already had the strength of the fifth sequence nightmare!

The beauty in the uniform, crying sadly, watched the little girl stand up from the coffin, and cried loudly: "Sister, Qiao'er, no--"

Her voice is heart-piercing!

She couldn't accept the scene in front of her at all. She wanted to rush up, but was quickly guarded by ordinary soldiers next to her, and quickly retreated back!

Zhao Changan brought the corpse sealing team he specially trained in the bureau to catch up!

The corpse corpse consists of ten psychics with the nightmare level in the fifth sequence.

Together with Zhao Changan, these ten people came to stand in different positions beside the little girl's coffin.

Everyone has a strong and powerful demon spirit rising up!

One by one opened his own uniform windbreaker of the Bureau of Elimination of Demons. Inside the left and right sides of the shirt, all were hung with long and tough red ropes and long coffin nails!

Zhao Changan stood aside and directed loudly: "Come out of the red dust, shave the corpse!"

"The first team of logistics, immediately pull out a new coffin!"

Shao Ding, who was pulled back by He Zhenping, suddenly saw those special corpse psychic masters, twirling a red rope with coffin nails hanging on the top!

The demon spirit on his body was poured into the coffin nails and the red rope violently, and he shook his hands and shot it out!

咻咻咻——

The coffin nails with long and tough red ropes pierced the void in an instant and nailed the little girl's corpse with a dark yellow corpse!

Roar--

The little girl uttered a cry of incomparable tears in her big cracked mouth.

The turbid and yellow eyes swept across all the spiritual masters, angrily slashing their paws, tearing apart the sharp claws of the corpse!

But the members of the corpse sealing team who had already dealt with it, swiftly moved, while avoiding the corpse claws, while wrapping the red dust rope around the little girl's body!

With the entanglement of the red rope, the corpse energy on the little girl's body fluctuated and was quickly weakened and sealed!

The soldiers of the first team of the logistics department also quickly moved the new black lacquered solid wood coffin from the Yuling truck behind!

The ten psychic masters of the corpse sealing team wrapped the little girl with a red dust rope like a red rice dumpling.

Then,

The ten people worked together to infuse the demon spirit qi into the pulled red dust rope, and shouted together: "Get up!"

The demon spirits of various colors on the red dust rope mastered the light, and ten people lifted the little girl's body and placed it in a new coffin!

Zhao Changan himself, with a sixth-sequence disaster-level demon spirit qi rising from his body, holding the coffin nails in his hand, nailing them one by one into the other four coffins just about to move!

Seven coffin nails are nailed to each coffin.

Every time the coffin is nailed, Zhao Changan’s old but full of breath will sound like a muffled thunder: "Soul of the soul!!!"

Standing not far away, Shao Ding stared at all this in a daze, quite sluggish.

He Zhenping on the side stared at the rapidly controlled situation in the field, exhaled a long breath, and relaxed slightly.

"Huh, there should be no problem now!"

"Fortunately, the Secretary has made sufficient preparations every time!"

Shao Ding turned his head and asked He Zhenping suspiciously: "Master, that little girl was alive just now, why suddenly..."

Shao Ding half-questioned, but stopped talking.

He vaguely felt that he might be wrong again.

He Zhenping glanced at him, sighed and said, "Ah, these living people, like those corpses, were already dead when the mark appeared on their foreheads!"

"Their souls and bodies, under the influence of the dark yellow coffin mark above their heads, are rapidly undergoing corpse transformation!"

"So these living people don't have any feelings, even their eyes will lose their eyes, only knowing to walk towards that forest!"

"The chief has specially established a corpse sealing team and created a specific sealed coffin. Every time he participates in the escort, it is to prevent accidents such as corpse change!"

"and……"