After a loud "bang", the Venus in front of me was in front of me, and in the midst of the loud noise, I was also a little frightened, so I closed my eyes.

When I closed my eyes, I heard that something was wrong with the voice, how could it feel like hitting a stone, could it be that this corpse in ancient costume had been petrified?

Well, this is possible, because after all, this corpse has been dead for many years, and with the change of the underground environment, it is not impossible to petrify, and when I think of this, I want to immediately determine whether the things in front of me are the same as I guessed.

I snapped my eyes open, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

I opened my mouth wide in shock, because at this time I found that the body in front of me was gone. At this moment, I felt the cold hairs on my body stand on end, lean, what is the situation, is this corpse winged and can't fly?

Otherwise, how could such a strange thing happen, it's too weird, right?

I felt the chill around me, instantly enveloping me, and the cold in front of me made me feel like I was in a cold cellar.

I quickly raised my eyes to look, and this time, I was not a problem of cold hairs standing upright, but a problem of my body like sifting chaff, and I felt that my legs were weak, as if I had been pulled out of the muscles and bones of my whole body, so I sat on the ground with my butt hanging out.

I was shocked to see that this corpse in ancient costume was now floating not far above my head, and now he was smiling silently at me.

It's a hell of a joke, apparently, when I was about to hit him with a pickaxe just now, this guy thought something was wrong, so he flew up.

I'm shocked now, why is it that I couldn't see his face clearly when I couldn't see it now?

At this look, I gasped again, because I saw that this guy looked like Korean, and he did look very similar, but I don't know if it was Korean?

Previously, we traced the traces of the Korean language, saw the ancient painting, and learned that the Korean guy was a person from the Ming Dynasty, but I don't know why, he came to our world.

I'm still not sure that this guy is really Korean, so I'm completely scared and stunned.

My mind spun rapidly, if it was Korean, then things would be quite complicated, this guy, from a painting in the Ming Dynasty, came to our world, come on, and did things, killing many of my workers.

Of course, they were going to kill me, but I don't know why, I didn't, so by this time, I was still alive.

It's just that this gratuitous makes me very frightened, and the peaceful life that I used to have been completely shattered, and I don't know when I'm going to die, which makes me more and more annoyed.

Grandma is a bear, what kind of garbage thing, she actually wants to kill us, no, I want to avenge my innocent dead workers and peasants.

It is not easy for each of them, they are burdened with a lot of life pressure, there are old and young, but they died overnight, and now, their relatives have not yet received the news, these people are the pillars of the family, if the family knows, how sad and sad it should be.

Thinking of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart, and now, I hit the top beam door with fire, and saw this ancient corpse that looked like Korean, sneering at me silently, I couldn't help it anymore, raised the iron pickaxe in my hand, and hit this guy in the air viciously.

This guy is not stupid, although he is a dead man, but he doesn't seem to want me to hit, he sneered, and immediately raised his height, and now, my iron pickaxe suddenly hit a void.

I continued to wield the pickaxe, intending to continue to hit him, but at this time, I reluctantly found that due to the length of the pickaxe, I could no longer reach him, so I reluctantly put down the pickaxe and gasped.

In the past few moments, I have used all my strength, so at this time, I have a feeling of prostration, and at this moment, I feel a black shadow flash in front of me.

I secretly said no, this is something attacking me, thinking of this, I quickly threw myself down, and came to the spot eighteen rolls.

As soon as I rolled out, I saw a black shadow, lightning that swooped down on the place where I had been standing, and because I dodged, he couldn't contain his momentum and slammed into the tree next to him.

I only heard a sound of chirping, and the trees next to him were actually broken several in his impact.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but gasp, and my body also stirred up a cold shiver, rely on, this is too fierce, if my body bones, by this guy like this, I will not be hit by youth on the waist, but if I don't get it right, I will die.

Thinking about the gravity of the consequences, I gasped for breath and looked at the guy, and I saw in the darkness a pair of wolf-like eyes staring at me tightly.

My body involuntarily trembled again, this ancient corpse is so terrifying, why is it still attacking a big living person now?

I stared into his eyes, my heart was stunned, my teeth chattered, and the shock and fear in my heart had reached its extreme.

I said in my heart, it seems that tonight, if I can't play with him, I will have to be played to death by him, just look at the impact he just had, who can stand it?

But looking at this guy again, there is nothing wrong now, and now, he is floating parallel above my head, waiting for an opportunity to attack me.

At this time, I felt that something was missing in my hand, damn, I couldn't help but remember, just now, in order to avoid his impact, I rolled like this, and it was at that time that I lost the pickaxe in my hand.

When I realized that I didn't have any tools in my hand, I panicked.

The pickaxe doesn't work, holding it in my hand, at least I have a comfort in my heart, I have to get the pickaxe right now.

Next, I quickly used the peripheral vision of my eyes to look around and found that the pickaxe was five or six meters away from me.

When I saw the pickaxe, I had an idea, I did a backflip, somersault, and threw myself out, so that I was in front of the pickaxe.

I didn't hesitate, I picked up the pickaxe like lightning, and with the tools in my hand, I felt a lot calmer and more confident in my heart.

That ancient corpse just saw me doing a somersault and thought I was going to attack him, and he quickly made preparations for defense.