This is the murderous thing that plucks the face of the money boss! It was against Boss Qian's face, and there was blood flowing out of the edge of the skin, and the claws were different from the corpses I had seen, the claws of the corpses were like small chisels, and they were a big hole in the human body, and this guy's claws seemed to have been squeezed by something, thin as cicada wings, sharp as knives, no wonder he could tear off Boss Qian's face so easily. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the thing's claws were getting closer and closer, and it was about to reach my face, I slashed the sword in my hand at its arm, and when the thing retracted from its pain, I immediately kicked it in the stomach, and rolled twice on the ground with the force of the shock, taking the opportunity to widen the distance between me and the beast.

The sound on my side attracted the attention of Fang Ze and the others, Zhou Qin threw out a few charms, and staggered back the murderous thing, and the face of the money boss and the clothes on his body were torn apart by the violent impact.

After I saw this guy's appearance clearly, I was so frightened that I staggered back two steps, this guy's pale body had a lot of runes outlined, but its face only had the outline of facial features, but there were no eyes, nose bridge and lips, and the whole face seemed to be stained with a layer of white flesh, which looked hideous and terrifying!

When Fang Ze and Zhou Qin saw this thing, their eyes showed surprise: "It turned out to be a ghost-faced demon!" Ignoring our astonishment, the demon danced his hands and struck us.

It carried endless Yin Qi between its runs, and the two Fang Ze who rushed up were staggered back by the impact of this rich Yin Qi, and in the face of the Yin Qi attack, they could only try their best to dodge.

The sharp claw collided with the peachwood sword, making a burst of air, Fang Ze staggered back, his hands holding the peachwood sword trembled a little, and while Zhou Qin was entangled with it, Fang Ze took out a charm from his backpack to enhance the yang fire on his shoulders.

Zhou Qin was hit on the stone wall by the ghost-faced yin, and before she could react, the yin's attacks followed, and Zhou Qin kept spinning his body to avoid the yin's attack. Every blow of this thing was aimed at Zhou Qin's pretty face, and it was extremely fast, making Zhou Qin overwhelmed at all.

Seeing this situation, Fang Ze stepped forward and stabbed out the peach wood sword in his hand, blocking the attack of the Yin Evil, Zhou Qin took advantage of the gap to retreat to me, and rubbed his head, which was a little dizzy because of the rotation.

Seeing Yin Sha grabbing Fang Ze with both hands, Hua Chunliu threw out the Plough Dagger in the middle of Yin Sha's chest, and the force was so great that the dagger was left with a short handle to stay outside. The yin body was stunned, and Fang Ze took the opportunity to plunge the peach wood sword into its throat, and the yin demon waved his hands weakly twice and fell to the ground.

The Yin Demon corpse quickly decomposed and turned into white powder, and Fang Ze leaned against the stone wall and gasped. I curiously asked Fang Ze what the ghost face was and how it could be so fierce.

Fang Ze didn't explain it to me clearly, just said that this was an evil thing refined by the ancients, specially extracting human faces, it is said that this refining method is extremely cruel, and it has been lost three hundred years ago, even Fang Ze, who is the descendant of Maoshan Mountain, is not clear.

I swallowed, and the more I felt that this tomb was extraordinary. Looking at the corpses on the ground, I sighed that I had seen two groups of tomb robbers like Boss Qian, and I didn't even see the coffin of the tomb owner, so I was killed by this tomb organ, which is really pitiful.

Fang Ze walked over and rummaged on Boss Qian's corpse for a while, the compressed biscuits and water bladders were put away by Fang Ze, the drill nail, but Fang Ze handed it to me, saying that this drill heart nail is a famous magic weapon of the Heavenly Master Sect, and it has a special effect on dealing with evil things, let me take it for self-defense.

This heart nail is warm in the hand, it is not an ordinary thing at first glance, I have seen Boss Qian manipulate the heart nail to kill the female corpse and the corpse, I am very satisfied with its power. However, I don't know the spell to control the Drill Spike, and it doesn't seem to be of much use to hold it.

Fang Ze said that although the Heavenly Master Sect and the Maoshan Sect were both Xuanmen, their Taoist techniques were very different, so the spells that manipulated the magic weapon Fang Ze and Zhou Qin were not clear. After Fang Ze promised me to get out, he would help me ask about the manipulation method of this heart nail.

After collecting useful things from Boss Qian's body, Fang Ze didn't take a second look at Boss Qian's corpse and led us on.

Hua Chunliu carefully explored the way in front, but did not find the tomb mechanism, the carved "Diamond Sutra" on the stone wall ended, and the stone wall was actually outlined with strange runes, Fang Ze groped the concave handwriting with his hand, and his face showed surprise: "It's the soul suppression talisman!" ”

When I saw the Diamond Sutra just now, I was a little strange, the appearance of this kind of majestic and righteous Buddhist scripture in the tomb road is not in line with the tomb customs, if the "Diamond Sutra" is used for decoration, then what is the role of this soul charm?

"Originally, I thought that this tomb was just a Taoist priest with advanced Taoism, but now it seems that things are more complicated than I imagined." Fang Ze said that this "Diamond Sutra" and the soul suppression talisman should be to suppress evil things.

"Something vicious? Could it be the soul of the tomb owner? I asked Fang Ze in surprise.

Zhou Qin knocked on my head: "If there is a problem with the soul of the tomb owner, why would anyone spend so much effort to build the tomb?" Zhou Qin said that judging from the layout of the tomb, the person who participated in the construction of the tomb at that time was definitely not a master of the Xuanmen. If there is a problem with the tomb owner, they can directly scatter the soul of the tomb owner, so why do they need to set up this suppression again.

Fang Ze thought about another question: "According to our current location, and the layout of the surrounding tombs, we have reached the end of this tomb, only one step away from the tomb owner's tomb, but I feel that the matter of this tomb is far from over." ”

Fang Ze said that the screen we saw earlier, in Fang Ze's opinion, the things painted on it should be one-third of the experience of the tomb owner, and two-thirds of it is still not explained.

"Brother Ze, don't worry about this, maybe the other screens are in the tomb." I didn't care about it.

Zhou Qin and Fang Ze have been to many tombs, and they are very familiar with the customs of tombs, and this kind of life telling is generally seen at the place where they first enter the tomb, and almost nothing appears in the tomb.

"Qin Wei is right, it's too early to say this at this time, all the questions will be known when we get to the tomb." Zhou Qin followed my meaning and explained Fang Ze's sentence.

We walked less than ten meters in the tomb path when a polished stone wall appeared in front of us, blocking the road ahead. Fang Ze flicked the stone slab in front of him with a crowbar, the slate did not move at all, Fang Ze groped for a while on the smooth stone wall with his hand, and did not find the mechanism that was opened.

He seemed to think of something, his face became ugly, he took out the hammer from his backpack, attached his ear to the stone wall, and gently tapped it with the hammer, making a crisp sound, and after ten seconds, Fang Ze's face was very ugly, and he straightened up with a very ugly face, and smiled bitterly: "This stone wall is not separated from the mountain, it seems that the craftsman chiseled to this position back then, this is the end of the tomb." ”

"The end?" We haven't found the tomb yet, so why is it coming to an end? Could it be a grave of doubt? How are we going to get out? (To be continued.) )