Punch! Suddenly, in the quiet and dark passage, the sound of footsteps sounded again, very light and only one sound, just like someone hiding in the dark and accidentally made a sound.

The darkness became increasingly heavy, and it became darker, both in front, back, left and right, as if thick black water wrapped Mu Feng in.

Dingdeng! At this moment, the footsteps became rapid, and Mu Feng's face turned gloomy because he found that the footsteps at this time were coming from all directions.

It seemed that around him, many people were running towards him in a hurry.

But he knew that his place was in a rather narrow passage, not an open place, and the sound of footsteps could only come from both front and back.

“There’s a problem!”

Mu Feng's heart sank, stepped on his feet, and quickly swept forward. According to his memory, not far ahead, there should be the tomb chamber.

Strangely, the moment Mu Feng raised his foot and ran, the strange footsteps suddenly stopped.

Mu Feng was extremely fast and rushed out of a pitch-black passage and entered the tomb.

At this moment, the long pearls inlaid with the barriers around the tomb chamber were lit, illuminating the entire tomb chamber.

Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the passage behind, and was shocked to find that the barriers on both sides of the passage were also extremely bright, and the darkness just now seemed to be an illusion.

“Huh?

Why did the sarcophagus open?"

Mu Feng looked around the tomb and found that the spiritual array he had arranged before was still there, and his eyes were on the sarcophagus in the center.

At this moment, the lid of the sarcophagus had been lifted.

"Did Concubine Luo and the others open it?"

Mu Feng frowned slightly, walked forward by a devil, and looked into the sarcophagus.

I saw that in the sarcophagus, there was no longer the curled black corpse, but a woman with disheveled hair, eyes dug up and rotten face.

Mu Feng discovered that this strange woman was smiling at him, the rotten flesh on her face wrinkled, and many wriggling maggots were creeping around.

"Hehehehe..." A strange and invisible laughter resounded throughout the tomb.

Mu Feng's pupils tightened, his heart was chilling, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He knew that he had fallen into the strange woman's dream again.

"That's the third time!"

Mu Feng's eyes were too long. It seemed that the nine-day rules he had been exploring were inaccurate. It had been more than a month since the invasion of the dream.

"At the same time!"

A ferocious voice sounded, and the weird woman sat up straight, stretched her neck and appeared in front of Mu Feng in an instant.

The two faces were only about an inch apart, and a pungent smell of rancidness hit the face.

"roll!"

Mu Feng's eyes were gloomy, and the will of the sword burst out from his eyes and rushed into the strange woman's empty eyes.

"Ah..." The strange woman let out a shrill scream, and her head immediately retracted back to the sarcophagus.

"die!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up and he thought that the will of the sword actually had an effect. He pointed it out with his right sword, and the will of the sword slashed towards the stone coffin like a wave.

The moment his right sword pointed out, his consciousness instantly fell into darkness.

The moment he opened his eyes, he found that it was pitch black around him, and he was lying in a small space.

Mu Feng's eyes shone with light, and then he realized that he was in the sarcophagus of the tomb. He also saw the handwriting written by King Wu of Nine Swords on the walls of the coffin.

A cold wave rushed towards him, and Mu Feng then realized that there was a cold corpse pressing on his body.

But what made him feel cold was that the corpse was actually crawling slowly, with a rotten cheek constantly approaching Mu Feng.

A cold palm suddenly grabbed Mu Feng's right arm, and the powerful force made Mu Feng frown.

"cut!"

Mu Feng's eyes shot out the will of the sword, sharp and cold, and directly penetrated the strange woman's head.

Thump! The strange woman fell on Mu Feng's body powerlessly, and the black blood slowly oozed out, blackening the collar of Mu Feng's chest.

Mu Feng opened his eyes again, and he found that he was still standing in the tomb chamber, in front of him, the sarcophagus was lying quietly, and the lid of the coffin was lifted.

"I should still be in my dream! Hum?"

Mu Feng suddenly looked down and found that the collar of his chest was stained with black blood, and there were slender five finger marks on his right arm.

Did the traces of the previous dream actually bring to this dream?

Mu Feng knew that the dream would never end so easily, but what he couldn't believe was that what the strange woman in the previous dream did to him actually affected the next dream.

Does this mean that the strange woman's power is reviving and can affect him in reality in dreams.

Mu Feng walked up to him vigilantly, the will of the sword surrounds him like a storm, and his eyes fell into the sarcophagus.

What surprised him was that the coffin was no longer a strange woman lying in the coffin, but the curled corpse of King Nine Sword Martial Arts.

Puchi! Suddenly, a pale palm quietly penetrated the will of the sword behind Mu Feng, and passed through Mu Feng's chest.

"This..." Mu Feng spit out blood, staring at the defeated palm on his chest, and saw that his palm was completely stained with blood, and his five fingers were still gently fiddling in the air.

Mu Feng turned around with difficulty and saw the strange woman standing behind him silently, her mouth cracked to her ears, making a crisp and crisp laughter like a silver bell.

Mu Feng's eyes turned dark and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The weird woman's mouth was even bigger and her laughter became more and more ferocious, as if she was laughing wildly.

When the weird woman took further action, the golden book without words in the depths of Mu Feng's soul slowly opened, and a golden lightning flashed out and landed on the weird woman.

The strange woman let out a shrill scream and instantly dissipated.

When Mu Feng opened his eyes again, he suddenly stood up and quickly looked at his right arm and chest collar.

What made his eyes go to the sky was that the five fingers of his right arm were still marking, and the black blood stains on his chest were also there.

Mu Feng seemed to think of something, quickly lifted his clothes and found that the wound on his chest was gone, replaced by a strange blood-colored eyeball.

Gululu! Mu Feng felt cold in his heart, and his blood-colored eyes were actually turning, and his strange pupils stared at Mu Feng coldly.

At the moment when he looked at the blood-colored eyeballs, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly became very painful, as if his eyes were about to crack.

The pain lasted for a while, and his eyes opened again and found that his gaze had become two.

One is his normal vision, the other is his bloody eyes on his chest.

"Is the blood-colored eyeball shared with me?"

Mu Feng instantly thought of the whole possibility because he found that there was a slight connection between him and his eyes on his chest.

With a thought, the blood-colored eyeballs on his chest slowly closed and hid into his skin. Then, a blood-colored eyeball slowly opened at Mu Feng's neck.

Suddenly, Mu Feng didn't even need to turn his head, and the scenes behind him were all in his sight.

"The blood-colored eyeballs should be related to that weird woman."

Mu Feng thought to himself. He remembered that the strange woman had empty eyes and her eyes were dug out, so he had this guess.

"But, in my dream, I was penetrated by the strange woman's hand. Why did I have nothing to do with it? Instead, I had an eyeball on my body?"

When Mu Feng thought about this, he was puzzled and the development of things exceeded his imagination.

"I saved your life!"
Chapter completed!