"It's ....... ”

Shangguan Xian'er's face was defeated, and her expression was full of horror.

The little girl in front of her was too weird and terrifying, just looking at each other, people's spirits seemed to be attracted by the dark green eyes, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

"What is this?" Shangguan Xian'er asked softly, her tone as gentle as possible.

But the little heart is like a deer, fluttering and beating. Frightened.

Intuition told her that the little girl in front of her was definitely not simple, although her breath was very weak, but it was like a demon hidden in the dark, and once it was launched, it would definitely set off a bloody storm.

"It's supposed to be a stiff hair. ”

Mu Tian frowned, and then said in a condensed voice.

Mao stiff, that is, a type of zombie. Under normal circumstances, if a person dies, the corpse will lose its vitality, then decay, and eventually turn into a pinch of loess.

But if the corpse dies in the underworld or in a place filled with corpse gas. When the yin qi corpse qi enters the body, these corpses will gradually change, not only will they not decay, but on the contrary, with the precipitation of the years, they will absorb more and more corpse qi and yin qi, and a trace of spiritual wisdom will be born.

Eventually, it evolved into a zombie with intelligence, which can be regarded as a kind of rebirth of the monk in disguise. It's a pity that this kind of rebirth has long been devoid of the memories and emotions of the previous life. It's just a bloodthirsty creature.

This type of zombie, even if it can give birth to intelligence at the end, can be reborn in a real sense, and there are not many who are reborn in the second world.

In the end, he could only spend the rest of his life in a muddy nightmare.

And Mao Zhuang is a slightly higher intelligence and a good strength among zombies. The strength of a stiff hair. Comparable to the pinnacle of concentration.

The little girl in front of her, dressed in white hair, looks like a hundred-year-old hairy stiff, and her strength is at the peak of concentration, and she is even a powerhouse in the Dixuan Realm.

"The strength is at least at the peak of contemplation. ”

Mu Tian said his guess, and as soon as these words came out, Shangguan Xian'er's body went soft, and the whole person almost collapsed on the ground.

The pinnacle of concentrating, even if the two themselves are not opponents.

"What should we do? Shall we withdraw?"

The little girl in front of them is too threatening, and if they face each other, they will be more than lucky. Without alarming the other party, a temporary retreat is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

"I'm afraid it's too late. And the treasure in front of you, are you willing to throw it away?"

Mu Tian smiled bitterly. Mao Zhuang is the most sensitive to the breath of the living. Perception is extremely acute. As soon as the group stepped into this place, the other party was already aware of it. Although I don't know why the other party has been slow to move, it is too difficult to leave now.

Shangguan Xian'er glanced at the various spiritual weapons and exercises suspended around the bluestone ancient coffin, and there were many precious elixirs among them.

It would be a huge loss to abandon it.

"But?" Shangguan Xian'er wanted to say something. didn't wait for him to finish speaking, but he heard Mu Tian say: "Don't worry, now the comparison is who is more patient and anxious than us." ”

"You mean?" Shangguan Xian'er was stunned for a moment, and then realized that after entering this cave, they had not seen Mao Gang yet.

Obviously, Mao Gang, like himself, is hiding in the corner, waiting for the opportunity.

"Hold your breath and gather your spiritual power. Let's not act rashly just yet. ”

Mu Tian said that although Mao Zhuang gave birth to a trace of wisdom, because of the years, their minds were still chaotic, and what they subconsciously retained was more of a bloodthirsty instinct.

So as long as you don't see blood, or take the initiative to provoke, this hair stiff will not take the initiative to attack people.

Mu Tian and Shangguan Xian'er hid behind a huge stone pillar, silent

Suddenly, the entire underground palace suddenly fell into a dead silence. About half an hour later, there was a murmuring sound in the dungeon, as if a mouse was moving.

Mu Tian frowned, then poked his head out and followed the voice.

I saw a ** controlled spirit beast walking towards the sarcophagus.

"Soul Mouse ......"

Mu Tian frowned, the spirit mouse is a demon beast looking for spirit stones and elixirs, and its sense of smell is extremely spiritual

"Bait?"

Mu Tian said sneeringly, it was obvious that this Mao Gang was also aware of the horror of that little girl, and he didn't dare to make a rash move at this moment. You can only instruct the Soul Mouse to find out.

The soul mouse walked towards the sarcophagus, and then approached the little girl step by step.

But even so, the little girl's expression was still stunned. The body was motionless, and a pair of dark green eyes stared vacantly ahead.

"His grandmother's, I don't believe in you. ”

Mao Gang scolded in a low voice, gritted his teeth fiercely, and instructed the spirit mouse to crawl on the little girl, open its mouth, leak out its fangs, and bite hard at the little girl's neck.

With a pop, the moment the fangs of the soul seeker pierced the little girl's skin, the wound was like a hole broken by a balloon, and suddenly the thick dead air began to spread out. During the transpiration, the little mouse was wrapped, and in the blink of an eye, the soul mouse was turned into a white bone.

The little girl remained motionless the whole time. It's as if everything that just happened has nothing to do with it.

"It's so rich in death, this stiff strength is far beyond my expectations. ”

Mu Tian frowned, his expression revealing a heavy expression.

Such a rich and pure dead qi is by no means comparable to ordinary stiffness.

"Hmph, what am I supposed to be? ”

The death of the spirit mouse did not let Mao Gang see the danger in the slightest, on the contrary, he conditionally thought that this little girl was only a superficial appearance, and there was no threat at all.

After all, according to normal logic, no matter who is attacked, they will resist or fight back.

Although the strength of the spirit seeking mouse is not very good, that pair of fangs is comparable to a spirit weapon. It is enough to bite open the flesh of the peak powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit or the demon beast.

If this little girl really has intelligence, she will definitely fight back quickly. Even after killing the soul mouse, some action adjustments will be made.

But what happened just now? The little girl did not move, and did not take the initiative to fight back at all.

With this, Mao Gang thinks that as long as this little girl does not take the initiative to provoke, there is no danger.

As soon as he thought of this, Mao Gang stood up boldly, looking at the suspended pillar of light in front of him, and his heart was ecstatic.

There are more than a dozen pillars of light in front of him, large and small. And in each pillar of light, there is a spiritual weapon or exercise, or elixir.

"This one is mine. ”

Mao Gang locked his gaze on the pillar of light in front of him, among which there were several dilapidated and quaint bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips emitted this gilded golden ancient light, and the runes on it flickered and lingered, as if engraved with the avenue, and at a simple glance, the whole person couldn't help but sink into it.

"This is an ancient inscription, it must be an ancient inscription, if you can understand it, no, even if you can't understand it, the simple value is enough to reach more than a dozen cities. Haha, I sent it this time. ”

Mao Gang looked overjoyed, and without saying a word, he flew out in depth. The arm reached out, and the hand was grasped into the eagle's claw, and it was about to grab the bamboo slip in the pillar of light.

Just when Mao Gang thought he was going to succeed, the moment Mao Gang's five fingers like eagle claws touched the pillar of light, it was like touching a copper wall, and with a crisp sound, Mao Gang was directly bounced back.

A piercing sound sounded, and it vibrated out, shaking away the surrounding spiritual power.

With this scene, the dark green eyes of the little girl, who originally looked dull and looked like a dead corpse, blinked slightly, as if she had regained a trace of her spiritual wisdom at the moment when her spiritual power was dispersed.