"Of course, it's me!" Xue Jinpeng said.

"My father's thinking is too outdated. Since the Gui Guan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) wants to compete, it should compete for the peak of the art. What's the point of proving that the Gui Guan Men is going to die?"

Old Liu nodded slightly, "That puts my mind at ease!"

Xue Jinpeng asked in confusion, "What does Master Liu mean? Could it be that you can still turn the tables at the last minute?"

Before Old Liu could speak, Xue Jinpeng said, "Master Liu, you are a remarkable talent. Staying with Li Po, who has no ambition to dominate, is undoubtedly casting pearls before swine."

"Why don't you join our Gui Guan Men?"

"I can give you everything you want, and you will surely have a place in the legends of the art."

Old Liu shook his head helplessly, "The more ignorant people are, the more inflated they become."

"We, Liang Jie Tang (Two Realms Hall), have chosen the next sect leader of the Gui Guan Men for you!"

"Hahaha..." Xue Jinpeng laughed loudly, "Master Liu, this time my father misjudged.

"I didn't expect that the brilliant strategist, so highly praised by my father, is just an arrogant person."

"Forget it, Master Liu, you should just go with Li Po and the others!"

Old Liu turned around calmly and looked at the well, "You asked me just now, can Liang Jie Tang turn the tables in a desperate situation?"

"Then I'll tell you, we Liang Jie Tang will not only win, but we will win beautifully."

Xue Jinpeng said, "I really don't understand, what will you use to turn the tables?"

"Liu Bao, I really don't like the way you are now. I think you should go down and accompany Li Po and the others."

As Xue Jinpeng spoke, he slightly moved the tip of his foot and stepped on a square brick on the ground.

After the other party's foot sank less than an inch, the square brick could no longer be stepped on.

Xue Jinpeng was slightly taken aback, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the square brick under his feet exploded into two halves.

But there was no change in the coffin tower.

Old Liu slowly shook his fan, "Don't bother."

"Didn't you also praise Head Ye as a master of cracking mechanisms? Do you still want to activate the mechanism where he stood?"

Xue Jinpeng said in exasperation, "So what if you can destroy the mechanism?"

"The water of the Yellow Springs has already met Lin Zhao, and they will soon be broken out of their bodies by the Yellow Springs Twin Lotus, turning into a pile of minced meat."

"Li Po and Ye Yang jumping down can only become the blood food of the Yellow Springs Twin Lotus."

"With the ghost spirits in your hand, don't even think about saving them."

Old Liu's fan was still shaking slowly on his body, "My young sect master, you better take a look, is the Third Eye Taoist's eye still there?"

Xue Jinpeng turned around and rushed towards the shrine, and even lifted a few blue bricks on the shrine, and pulled out a coffin that was a foot long from there.

The moment Xue Jinpeng opened the coffin, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Master Liu, although you used deception to trick me, what effect can it have?"

"The divine eye is still in my hands! As long as I want, I can activate the divine eye at any time and take down the ghosts and gods you control."

"At most, you just took a look at my Gui Guan Men's treasure!"

Old Liu shook his head and said, "If the Third Eye Taoist knew that his successors would even mistake his own remains, I wonder if he would be angered back to life?"

"You want to deceive me again? This time, I'm afraid you are..." As Xue Jinpeng spoke, he reached into the coffin, and his expression changed drastically the moment his fingertip touched the eyeball.

"Where's the divine eye?" Xue Jinpeng threw away the coffin in exasperation, pointed at Old Liu and shouted, "Where did my sect's divine eye go?"

Old Liu glanced at the other party indifferently: "Didn't you see with your own eyes that the divine eye, along with the remains, was thrown down by Head Ye? Why are you still asking where the divine eye is?"

"Bullshit!" Xue Jinpeng finally lost his composure: "The divine eye has already been taken out by me and put into the coffin. How could it still be on the remains of the ancestor?"

Old Liu said, "You have to ask Head Ye about this. Maybe he acted too fast, and you didn't see it?"

Old Liu was deliberately trying to anger Xue Jinpeng. The person who took the divine eye just now was not Ye Yang at all, but Nie Xiaochun.

Xue Jinpeng's attention was all focused on me, and Ye Yang kept scolding him, asking him to stop the mechanism, so he naturally wouldn't notice Nie Xiaochun.

Moreover, he also had absolute confidence in the divine eye left by the ancestor.

He didn't believe that any ghost or god would dare to touch the divine eye, which was like raging fire to them.

Unfortunately, Xue Jinpeng didn't know that Nie Xiaochun was originally a Yin soldier registered in the Underworld. The ghosts and gods of the Underworld focus on divinity.

For example, although Hei Bai Wu Chang (Black and White Impermanence) are in the Underworld, they are righteous gods of the Yin Division. Strictly speaking, they are gods, not ghosts.

Although the divinity on Nie Xiaochun is not as good as the Ten Yama Kings, it is only uncomfortable for her to come into contact with things that restrain ghosts in a short period of time, and it will not cause any damage to her.

She just followed Ye Yang's instructions and exchanged the third eye on the corpse with the eyeball in the coffin.

Xue Jinpeng knelt down with his knees softened: "Master Liu, please, for the sake of the past disciples of the Gui Guan Men and their long-cherished wish for the sect, forgive me this time?"

"I promise to lead my disciples to Liang Jie Shan (Two Realms Mountain)!"