The night is as dark as ink, the paint cracks like a bucket, and the dark clouds on the horizon always like to gather and shroud, and the crescent moon that wants to show its head is pulled into his black shroud, and the abusing moonlight is a bit unusual.

Outside the cave, the clouds are high and thick, the frogs and cicadas are chirping, and the wind is light and the leaves are talking. Night after night, moon and night heart, trampling on mistakes and confusion.

The cave was silent, with a few phantom lights in the dark night, and torches reflecting the floating shadows on the wall. Quietly purify the void and steal a few important breaths.

The regiment commander arranged for them to clean up the battlefield while resting, and cleared the piles of sacrificed people who had just sacrificed with the monsters out of the hole passage outside the cave, from more than ten meters away from the cave to this row, they could pile people over a long distance, there was no way to only have such a small hole space, which made them feel a little trance trembling.

They had just cleaned up the battlefield, but they saw He Zhixing and standing up after healing their injuries, his own super recovery speed was incomparable to anyone, in the middle and late stages of the Mahayana realm, the powerful aura repair turnover medium function of the little beauty carved by wood, and a large number of treasures containing aura in the Qiankun bag on his body.

The acceleration of Wen Qi's strong ability to repair wounds is not comparable to them, you don't understand the world of masters, it may be a portrayal of Lao He now, and Lao He is not injured.

Just now, I just helped a few of her injured and shot beauties in the women's army to heal and repair their injuries, so that they could recover as before.

Seeing Lao He stand up, the poor regiment commander was also injured, he had not fully recovered his physical condition at the moment, watching Lao He walk to the door of the main tomb, he called anxiously: "Brothers, hurry, keep up, don't let him get the baby alone, ...... quickly"

Lao He laughed, turned around, beckoned to them with hooked eyes, and said: "Come on, you guys come on, it's better to come, come one by one, come one by one, one by one, just a little itchy with your hands!" ”

There are really stupid two, not just one stupid two, all of them are stupid two, the regiment commander ordered those who were not seriously injured and still had the strength to rush up and stop Lao He from opening the stone gate of the treasure.

Lao He snorted unceremoniously and made a big shot, and all the people who rushed up for a while gave Lao He a few quick interspersed with a few tricks to beat them down, and one of them came and went faster on the spot. ”

I only heard the non-stop sound of "crackling", all of which were for Lao He to knock down and fly.

After a while, it was very happy to see all kinds of flying on the ground for his women's army to see.

Seeing He Zhixing's strength, some people began to retreat timidly without taking a step or two, and Lao He laughed even more, seeing that he didn't dare to gather his true strength from above.

He lifted his flying palm and slammed it towards the thick stone door.

Suddenly I heard a boom, and the stone door of the main tomb cave smashed Lao He.

With the shattering of the door, Lao He broke through for the first time, and what greeted him was a large cave, and a stone coffin was placed in an empty recess on the steps on the right side.

So Lao He rushed to the side of the big coffin in the main tomb, raised his hand again and slapped it violently, and slapped the lid of the sarcophagus open, and the hundreds of catties of stones were just opened by Lao He with a light pat, which shows that his strength is infinite.