"Open it!"
Xiao Mu and the others exchanged glances, quickly making a decision.
At this moment, from within the camp, the roar of an evil ghost suddenly echoed, the voice filled with authority—it was obviously the curse ghost's.
Lan was back, found out he was played, he was full of rage and he would likely be in the treasure vault soon for inspection.
The expressions on Xiao Mu and the others changed, since Lan was back, with a curse ghost guarding the camp, it would be hard for them to escape.
"Open the coffin!"
Zhao Yan gritted her teeth and said.
Boom!
Without a second thought, Wang Tong punched directly on the lid of the bronze coffin.
As a martial artist in the late stages of the Third Realm, his punch bore at least ten thousand pounds of force. Unfortunately, it struck upon the bronze coffin and yet, the coffin remained completely still.
"Aargh~"
The corpse general inside the bronze coffin suddenly howled, as if hinting at something.
