"Just dead?" Hamter looked incredulous.

Although he has never fought against Wang Agui and them, no matter how weak he is, he is still an experiencer. As an experiencer, he was actually given seconds by the ordinary monsters in the dungeon?

What kind of logic is this? The experiencers came to kill monsters, not to be killed. This is so unscientific!

Ray was obviously shocked too! "This, I'm afraid this is even more powerful than the vampire monsters we've encountered earlier."

When Hamter and the others came here first, there was no one else here. Like Wang Agui, they also found a total of eight doors. So, with the mindset of giving it a try, they entered one of the doors.

They came in with five people, and then, there were only three left. There are also 2 teammates who have been left in there forever.

I have to say that the people who can come here are absolutely good. Either you have a skill, or you are extremely smart. Like Wang Agui, if it weren't for Wang Agui's ability to reason and analyze several times to save the building at a critical juncture, then it would be impossible for them to reach the BOSS level.

"Take this door!" The Asian woman, who had not spoken, suddenly pointed to the most inconspicuous-looking door on the left. It was swarthy, contrasting strongly with the surrounding walls, and looked like the mouth of a giant beast with its bloody mouth open.

Hamter's face was extremely heavy, "Huang Er, although you have always been the Zhiduoxing in our team, but this time it is a matter of life and death, in case you choose the wrong one......"

A woman is actually called Huang Lao Er, and the name itself alone will make others laugh. But Hamt and Ray are not amused, and the name corresponds to her extraordinary reasoning ability and demonic intelligence.

Huang Lao Er only said three words, "Trust me." ”

……

"Okay, now it's basically certain that they're gone, we can go back and kill him again, this revenge must be avenged!" Wang Agui's voice did not have a trace of emotion, it was as cold as the ice of ten thousand years.

If I hadn't kept an eye on it just now, I tied the "communicator" to a remote-controlled car, and then recorded the footsteps of myself and others, making Hamt and others mistakenly think that they had been moving forward. Then it is very likely that now he and Double Happiness should talk with Marx.

Thinking of the batch of black shadows just now, he felt shudder now. I didn't know exactly what they were, but they filled almost the entire aisle, and if they swarmed up, it would be almost certain death if they encountered them in such a narrow place.

He didn't think there was anything good in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum.

Double Happiness felt that she was about to explode, which was clearly trying to kill herself and others. "If I meet that Hamt next time, Lao Tzu will definitely let him know that I have a nickname called Grandpa!"

But soon, they were stunned.

"There are eight doors here, which one to go to?"

The system never pushes people to a dead end, which means that at least one of the eight doors is safe, because the system is also not so merciful.

Then on the other hand, the other seven doors, judging from the situation just now, are almost a dead end.

In other words, there is only a 1 in 8 chance of choosing, and if you choose the wrong one, they will win the Paradise Lifetime Free Tour Prize.

Wang Agui sat down suddenly, actually reached out and touched a cigarette out, and took a puff with great enjoyment.

Wang Agui and Wang Dazhi didn't speak, and they could still breathe to the minimum. By now, both of them are well aware of Wang Agui's habits. Generally speaking, as long as he is thinking, he must have a cigarette.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Agui began to talk to himself;

"Each door is at an angle of 45 degrees, and the doors are arranged according to the direction of the eight trigrams."

"Life and death are shocking. Jimen was not able to accept Keji, and the murderous door was not able to be defeated; Jimen has great benefits in life, and evil men have to avoid disasters. Jimenke Palace is not good, and the murder Menke Palace is even more fierce. ”

"In the year of Bingshen, spring, all things are revived, yang energy is turned, and all things are born in the earth, which is on the left."

"Left." Wang Agui suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, "It's this way, go through this door." ”

The door that Huang Lao Er chose was official, and the reasoning of the two was exactly the same.

……

Hamt is now surrounded by several black-robed mausoleum keepers, and the sound of gold and iron is incessant. But Hamt still seems to be at ease, and the mausoleum guards are all injured.

Hamter's combat power can be seen from this, if Fang Cai Hong Shuangxi and Lei Zhen make a move, then it is very likely that Wang Agui's side will suffer in the end.

With a loud shout, Hamt jumped high, the hook in his hand flashed cold, bringing a burst of blood mist, and another man in black fell to the ground.

Because Hamter's brilliance and standing out from the crowd were too conspicuous among the experiencers, more and more men in black rushed here and joined the battle group.

This is the final battlefield, the hiding place of the corpse of the Yellow Emperor, the sacred place of the mausoleum keepers, and the place where the First World War was determined to survive.

If the Yellow Emperor is not resurrected or dies, the experiencers will receive a huge reward. On the contrary, if the Yellow Emperor is resurrected, then the experiencers will all die here.

To be precise, it should be the moment the Yellow Emperor is resurrected, and the experiencers are already dead. Because the resurrection of the Yellow Emperor requires the vitality of all living people in the mausoleum as sacrifices to resurrect the Yellow Emperor.

This is inherently a paradox.

But the point is, most of the experiencers and even %99% of the experiencers are not aware of this.

Experiencers all thought that the failed task was just a 3-point drop in all attributes. For those who have dozens or even hundreds of points of all attributes, such as Hamter, although the 3-point attribute is precious, it is far from the point of breaking the muscles and bones.

Therefore, the experiencers in the field have not been desperate, and they have been losing from the beginning to the present. Even if it is as strong as Hamter, under the siege of more and more mausoleum guards, it has gradually gained the upper hand.

The way these mausoleum guards fought was extremely strange, as if they were not afraid of death. Some of them have broken hands and feet, and they are struggling, getting up, and they have to bite off a piece of meat from their opponents.

They don't feel pain, they don't know fear.

In the face of such an opponent, almost all the experiencers felt the chills.

Just when the fight in the field was inseparable, an inconspicuous-looking old man walked over surrounded by many mausoleum guards. He had a wooden staff in his hand, his face was like dead bark, and he walked like an old man on the verge of death.

However, all the experiencers felt a great crisis after the old man came, a feeling that hovered between life and death.

It was like a big rock pressing down on their chests, weighing them out of breath.

I saw the old man slowly raise the staff in his hand, and then a series of difficult and obscure spells came out of his mouth.

"Amosidor......#¥ Amocido...... Sidobuku ......"

As the sound of the incantation grew louder and louder, a burning sensation like fire swelled up in the hearts of all those who experienced it at once.

This old man has a quirk.

All the experiencers are aware of this.

"Kill that old thing first, this guy is in danger." One of the experiencers yelled, left the mausoleum keeper beside him, and pounced on the old man like a big bird.

Suddenly, almost all the mausoleum guards were like red eyes, and they all aimed at this experiencer, but in an instant, the experiencer only let out a miserable scream, and turned into a pile of blood rain in midair.

At this time, all the experiencers understood that this old man was the most critical core.

"Amosidor......#¥ Amocido...... Sidobuku ......"

It was only a moment of effort, and the burning sensation that was tolerable just now had now evolved into a prairie fire, and the faces of the experiencers were full of pain. Some of the ill-willed individuals have even collapsed to the ground clutching their chests.

But Wang Agui could bear it.

He knew that the old man was the patriarch that Wang Dazhi said, and if he finished reciting the incantation, then the experiencers would be buried here, including himself.

At the nick of time, Hamt suddenly jumped out. "Let's go up together, kill this old thing, he won't die, and we'll all die later."

The experiencers also know that the situation in front of them is grim, and now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope. It's just that the mausoleum guards have a huge advantage in numbers, and for a while, they have become a stalemate.

Wang Agui held back the burning pain in his heart, and said to Wang Dazhi, who was already a little pale, "You look at the situation and move, I'll take care of things." ”

"Are you crazy? There are so many mausoleum guards around him, you are going to die? Double Happiness immediately objected.

"Who said I was going to kill him?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Kill Hamter." Wang Agui's face surged with a fierce look, "This guy just yin us once, the patriarch of the mausoleum keeper can not die, but he must die!" ”