From the moment of silence to the sudden arrival, the interval is only a second. Lan Zui's gaze couldn't even keep up with the speed at which those few points of golden light moved, let alone his body making a corresponding dodge reaction. Two of the golden lights collided straight towards Lan Zui, who watched but was unable to avoid it, and the reflex nerve stopped, and his brain went blank for a while.

There was a sudden whistling sound in her ears, and a fierce wind swept through the tip of Lan Zui's nose and plunged between her and the two bits of golden light. The golden light was immediately like encountering a solid wall, and the stormy momentum was actually blocked by the wind half a foot away from Lan Zui's face, and he couldn't move an inch. The wind turned suddenly, enveloping the golden light, forming a whirlpool in the center of the wind, and the golden light involuntarily swirled along the whirlpool.

It was only at this time that Lan Zui saw clearly with the help of the bright light in the tree tomb behind him, and it turned out to be two golden beans the size of soybeans. The wind whirlpool turned faster and faster, and the golden bean in the middle of the eye of the wind was oppressed by the huge pressure around it, suddenly stopped rotating, and after hovering and condensing in mid-air for half a second, it burst suddenly, and the two overlapping golden powders bloomed like fireworks, brilliant and brilliant, but in the next moment, they were re-rolled into the whirlwind around the eye of the wind, and disappeared.

At the same time as the golden bean burst, two short and low hissing sounds, the hiss was similar to that of a snake spitting out a long letter, and it was higher pitched than the sound of a snake spitting a letter, with the clatter of iron pieces rubbing, which was indescribably unpleasant and harsh.

From the time the golden bean flies to the time it is burst, the statistics will not exceed ten seconds. Even if he wasn't directly hit in the face by Jin Dou, Lan Zui's face was extremely ugly. With the momentum of the golden bean, Lan Zui didn't have to think about it and knew that if it weren't for that wind wall, the speed of the golden bean comparable to a bullet would be enough to make two holes in her head.

After settling down, Lan Zui glanced at the corners of his eyes, and found that the few golden rays that flew in were all blown by the wind, and Jun Yihuang, who didn't know when he came back, was floating not far away, and his face, which was usually so indifferent that he was almost expressionless, also showed obvious solemnity.

"Before they wake up, let's go!"

Awake?

Combined with the sound of the golden beans popping, are these bean-like things alive?

Thinking of this, Lan Zui's face immediately became more ugly.

Witnessing the panoramic view of Lan Zui's attack, Bai Suhe's almost dried body miraculously erupted again, and the faint fireball that swirled around his body shone rapidly, and the two blazing flames even overwhelmed the dim light of the ever-bright lamp and the torch in the leopard's hand.

"Follow me behind, you can't keep up and you deserve to die." Bai Suhe said coldly and in a low voice, without naming names, but the object of his speech was obviously the Meng Zheng who did not know whether he was completely awake or not.

Bai Suhe's complicated eyes swept over the tomb that was still shining brightly behind him, paused for a second on the corpse in the tomb, and then looked at Montaigne who was lying on the ground.

A huge pool of dark red blood had gathered around Montaigne, his screaming and □□ had stopped, and only the sound of a bellows opening and closing was left in his throat, his hands and feet twitched, and his black pupils turned up, revealing half of the whites of his bloodshot eyes.

"He's hopeless, one can go!" A hint of fierceness flashed in Lan Zui's eyes, she didn't know what was going on with Montaigne, but Montaigne was out of breath at the moment, obviously his life was coming to an end. What's more, bringing one more burden is one more risk, and Lan Zui obviously does not belong to the list of saints who can sacrifice themselves in times of crisis.

"Let's go!" At this time, Yu Chen didn't care about thinking about how to maintain his hard-won advantage, holding a gun in his chest with one hand, and helping the leopard to stabilize Wang Fugui on his back with the other, and rushed out in the direction of the exit first.

Just before he could take two steps, Yu Chen stopped at the ground with a sudden brake, and looked at the thick darkness in the direction of the exit with a pale face.

In the darkness, there are dots of light, one after another, one dark and one bright, not only like stars, but also like groups of fireflies flying out of thin air, which is very beautiful, and the number of lights is gradually increasing, showing a huge arc shape in front.

However, after seeing the speed of the golden bean, no one really thinks that this twinkling 'starry sky' is beautiful. A few people looked around, and the road ahead had been completely blocked by the huge and wide arc, and the arc area was up and down one after another, and I didn't know how many golden beans were hidden in it. There was only an occasional glimmer of light behind him, but it was meaningless—there was no way out except for a mountain rock and Helan Fu's tomb behind him. Naturally, the owners of these golden lights would not be good enough to leave Lan Zui and them enough time to find a new way.

"What to hesitate about! Walk! As soon as he looked back and saw that so many points of light suddenly appeared, Jun Yihuang was also stunned, and then his expression was slightly gloomy, as if he had made some decision in an instant, the slightly floating wide sleeves suddenly bulged, the skirt flew, and the wind that dissipated after killing the golden bean rose again, even stronger than the wind that went first, and the group surrounded Lan Zui in the center.

"Stop! No way! At the moment when Jun Yihuang's robe sleeves first rose, Lan Zui guessed Jun Yihuang's plan. Others don't know, but she knows Jun Yihuang's current situation best. The successive losses of Yin Force had brought a great burden to the crippled souls, and the last time they were carried through the Golden Tree was already the limit of Jun Yihuang. If it weren't for that, Jun Yihuang wouldn't have let Yu Chen hold a gun at Lan Zui and confront him for so long.

At the moment when the wind wall was erected, the golden light in the distance began to slash rapidly in this direction. This time it is no longer a few sporadic points, but dozens or hundreds. In front of this golden meteor, Lan Drunk's stop seemed neither timely nor appropriate, and it would not be accepted by Jun Yihuang. The hundreds of points of light came in an instant, almost hitting the wind wall from front to back. The formless and textureless wind wall was hit by the golden bean, and at the moment of impact, there were even small ripples like water ripples around the impact point, which were fleeting.

The wind wall successfully blocked this wave of offensive, and the golden bean fell into the wind wall more or less deeply. It's just that Jun Yihuang's originally ethereal white figure seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer at the same time that the golden bean hit the wind wall, and it floated back violently for a few feet, and an inaudible low hum overflowed from the corner of Jun Yihuang's mouth.

This time there were a large number of golden beans, and the wind wall could not produce enough wind whirlpools to wrap the golden beans and kill them one by one, and more than 20 golden beans escaped, broke free of the bound wind wire, bounced away from the distance of the wind wall, and fell to the ground from the air.

The round golden beans bounced several times on the bumpy ground paved by the roots of the tree, and finally settled into the pit and quieted down. However, the silence obviously did not last long, not even more than half a minute, the twenty or so golden beans began to sway again, and one by one, the slender arthropods that were comparable to fluff poked out one by one from the sides of the round body, seemingly endlessly, until the sixteenth pair of arthropods popped out, and the small side of the body could no longer accommodate the position of the next pair of arthropods, and finally stopped.

The arthropods are as golden as the body, slightly reflecting the light reflected not far away, like sharp needle tips, slender and slender. These impossibly thin legs lifted the huge-looking body off the ground, which was ridiculous.

No one could laugh, and the golden beans that popped out the arthropods hissed one after another like snakes and not snakes, and sixteen pairs of arthropods lifted half of them and stretched forward, and when this half was inserted into the hard roots, the other half of the arthropods behind quickly lifted up, repeating the previous movement.

Eight pairs of arthropods landed alternately, and half of the golden beans relied on this seemingly clumsy way of movement, and actually moved closer to the position of the wind wall again at a speed only slightly inferior to that of catapult.

The other half of the golden beans stayed in place for a moment, as if hesitating about something. After the hesitation, the remaining half of the golden bean chose the opposite direction of the partner who acted first, and crawled in the direction of Montaigne, who was lying outside the protection of the wind wall.

The golden bean that came to the wind wall was blocked without any doubt, but Montaigne's direction was unhindered. The more than ten golden beans immediately climbed onto Montaigne's □□ large area of skin and hissed again. The hard golden roots could not resist the slender arthrops, let alone the soft skin of a human. The arthropod cut a small hole in the skin, and Jin Dou retracted the arthropod outside the body, and the rounded body of the body slid and sank into the flesh, leaving only a wound that splattered a small amount of blood.

The body was drilled into by more than ten golden beans, and Montaigne did not give much reaction except for a slightly heavier breath. However, a few people who watched the whole process not far away felt the same way, and they also trembled involuntarily at the same time as the golden bean drilled into Montaigne, and felt that their whole body hurt.

"This ...... What the hell are these! Where did it come from?! The leopard's face was pale, and the courage that had finally been condensed was lightly dispersed by these golden beans again, and the cold sweat the size of the beans oozed from his forehead. If it weren't for the protection of Jun Yihuang's wind wall next to Lan Drunk, the leopard thought that he would definitely not be able to avoid the terrifying speed of Jin Dou, and what would be the end of what he couldn't avoid, there was no need to say more.

Among the few people, only Lan Zui did not pay attention to the changes in Jin Dou during the whole process. At this moment, Lan Zui's attention was all on Jun Yihuang in mid-air. After casting the second wind wall, Jun Yihuang's body color that tended to materialize faded and blurred again, and his dark eyes faintly bloomed with a faint green and blue color.

A beam of wind was superimposed on the original wind wall, repairing the weak spots caused by the impact of the golden bean. However, after this delay, the golden light in the distance did not decrease but increased, and a cloud of light gathered, already preparing for the next wave of impact.

Jun Yihuang quickly consumed the Yin Power that had been accumulated bit by bit for thousands of years, but her previous consumption was too great, and now the remnants could only build a layer of wind wall at most to protect Lan Zui, and she was unable to roll people up and take them away. And the endless golden bean attacks made her unable to even move the wind wall to let Lan Zui and the others move away, so she could only stay where she was and wait for the increasingly sharp and huge attacks again and again.

But Jun Yihuang knew that if he continued to consume like this, he would definitely die.

The eyes of the eyes have begun to blur, a little bit of light turned into a circle of light, the yin power that was almost emptied can no longer condense the soul, the memory fragments of the past quickly appeared in the brain and then shattered, Jun Yihuang wanted to stop it, but there was nothing he could do.

Even if he had expected this result, Jun Yihuang was still unwilling. The end came too early, and even from the discovery of the golden bean to the present, they have not been able to take a few steps, this place is too far away from the exit, and it has lost the protection of the wind wall, and it is impossible for Lan Drunk to leave at all.

But unwillingness is also useless, the heart is more than enough, and the strength is insufficient.

The memory quickly dissipated, and his mind fell into the darkness at the same speed, and Jun Yihuang only had time to glance at Lan Zui, and a terrible and painful scream replaced the last words, spreading out underground. Millennial Drunk (Tomb Robbery, GL)

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Chapter 130 of the text

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