A monkey lying in a pit and dying.

It was covered in blood and weak, and glanced in the direction of the human dragon man.

Even though the human dragon man had the ability to recover quickly, he was still suppressed by General Du Lieutenant and was unable to pull out his hand to save it.

General Duwei's blood and internal qi are so strong that it is shocking.

Everywhere you go.

Leave behind the true qi fist in the sky.

Burst the body of the human dragon man again and again, and beat the human dragon man again and again to defeat and retreat.

The monkey looked up at the mural of leather skewers on the cliff face.

Those leather skewer murals are like shadow shadows, as thin as a feather peeled off the rock, eat Mr. Feng Shui's merit incense, and read Mr. Feng Shui's incense.

The original siege game.

It was also easily broken by Mr. Feng Shui's Yin Mansion and a Beidou Mountain Feng Shui Bureau.

Originally......

So many thousand-year-old leather skewers, being driven out by corpse bearers, is their greatest help.

But now......

On the contrary, he fulfilled Mr. Feng Shui and Jin An, and cast a merit platform for them.

Cough!

The monkey was furious, and a mouthful of blood mixed with the dust in his mouth and nose, coughing up blood and spitting it out.

At this time, the seriously injured and dying monkey heard the footsteps, its eyes were weak and confused, and it subconsciously looked in the direction of the footsteps.

It was too badly wounded.

At this time, when I heard the sound of footsteps, I couldn't tell if the footsteps were my own serious auditory hallucinations... As a result, it saw a wooden expression, a wooden sword, and a broken arm of a person in his hand, returning from the cliff road.

The severed arm was still dripping blood.

Sharpen the sword and walk towards Jin'an.

The seriously injured and delirious monkey seemed to faintly hear a hazy, vague, and distant voice of conversation: "Master... Let the corpse bearer escape......"

Wow –

The monkey pulled the wound, and another mouthful of blood spat out, this time the blood was mixed with the fragments of internal organs, and its chest rose and fell violently, as if this represented its unwillingness, and finally despair.

It couldn't figure it out.

Why are these strong people willing to help Jin An.

It looked up at the man like a demon god standing on the edge of the tunnel, looking down on it.

It lay scarred in the pit.

The gaze gradually dimmed.

Look up at the man who looks like a demon god.

"Mr. Yuan and the Shinto people... I won't let you go......"

The monkey's chest rose and fell more and more slowly, until finally he had no breath, and the injury was too heavy, and before he finished speaking, he fell into this cold and dark ancient tomb with no temperature in the sun.

The monkey is cunning and insidious by nature, to prevent this monkey from cheating to death, Jin An raised a foot and stepped on the monkey's forehead.

Boom!

The earth and rocks exploded, and a large earth pit appeared in place, and Jin An's foot fell into the air.

This monkey is really cunning by nature, and he plays tricks to death.

But Jin An seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and did not give the monkey a chance to escape at all, the monkey escaped quickly, he shot faster, his fist tore open the air, and made a blast of air explosion.

Suddenly!

The monkey turned around and sneered at Jin An, the dragon on the platform gave birth to nine sons, and the last headless human dragon corpse left after the corpse pill was exploded, the corpse turned around, and the headless body stared at Jin An treacherously.

Bang!

The corpse pill exploded, and endless cold flames burst out from the corpse, sweeping towards the old Taoist priests, crying mourners, and sharpening swords beside Jin An.

Yes!

The screams of the old Taoist priest and the weeping mourner soon stopped abruptly.

"You're looking for death!"

Jin An shouted angrily.

......

......

It's a dark narrow tunnel, cough, cough.

After the old Taoist priest recovered from the fall, he was dark for a while, shouting the names of Jin An, Sharpening the Sword, the Country Goddess and others with a gray face.

But in this narrow tunnel, where nothing was visible, no one answered him.

The old Taoist priest covered his ass with one hand, touched the narrow aisle in the dark with one hand, and limped away: "Mother, the kick that sharpens the sword is really ruthless, and I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, collect some strength, and almost didn't kick my ass into two pieces." ”

"It doesn't seem right......

"People have two buttocks, right?"

It turned out that when the monkey detonated the corpse pill, the sword eye was fast, and there was no time to find a cover at that time, so the sword sharpened and kicked all of them into the cracks of the platform.

After repeated explosions of the corpse pill and another battle, the platform was already crumbling and unstable, tearing a lot of dark stone cracks.

So sharpening the sword kicked them all straight into the cracks.

Who knew that there was a narrow aisle hidden under this crack.

The old Taoist priest limped in the dark for a while, and as he touched, he suddenly felt a cold palm in the dark.

The old Taoist priest shuddered, and the lightning withdrew his hand.

He was barely scared out by the sudden cold little hand.

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest is also a bold person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to do things for people and exorcise evil spirits.

The old Taoist priest subconsciously held his breath, the person remained motionless, waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement under the darkness, so he dared to move the soles of his feet slightly, and the person was facing forward but his body quietly retreated.

After leaving a distance, the old Taoist stepped on something under his feet, his face was happy in the dark, and he looked down to touch it, and sure enough, it was his big treasure, the Tai Chi Bagua Jacket that was lost when he was kicked down by the sword just now.

The old Taoist priest picked up his Tai Chi Bagua blanket, and then skillfully took out a candle from it.

When the candle burned, the old Taoist priest used the candle as a temporary torch, and he finally saw what the cold palm he had just touched was, it was a woman's corpse.

But the woman's body had dried up, severely dehydrated and shrunk like a dried corpse in the desert.

The dried corpses were tightly wrapped around the roots of the tree and clung to the cave walls.

When he saw the scene in the distance with the help of the small flame of the candle, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but gasp.

This is a man-repaired cemetery.

The tomb road extends in all directions.

There are quite a few forks in the road.

And the walls, overhead, and feet of the tomb are crawling with blood-colored roots, these scarlet, scarlet roots, the thinnest part of which is as thick as vines, like human meridians and blood vessels, adhered to the tomb.

It's a scarlet, blood-colored tombway.

And these scarlet roots, wrapped around the dense corpses, were tightly attached to the top of the tomb and the walls, sucked up the blood, and turned into dried corpses with painful and twisted facial features, and still maintained the painful appearance of stretching out their hands and struggling before their deaths.

With the help of the faint rune fire, the old Taoist priest saw no less than a dozen corpses in front of him.

These people were alive and were pushed into the grave as if they were buried and sacrificed.

The old Taoist priest was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he stood still, because he was so focused that he didn't notice the person behind him approaching.

"Old Dao, these should be the roots of the soul nourishing wood above reaching into the ground, this tomb should be a burial pit, the lord of Teng Kingdom sacrificed the living to the soul nourishing wood, and then let the soul nourishing wood feed him. ”

The old Taoist priest was almost so frightened that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but fortunately he heard the familiar voice, and when he turned around and saw that it was Jin An, the old Taoist priest complained in horror about how Jin An walked silently, and then reunited with Jin An in surprise.

"Little brother, what are you holding in your hands?"

The old Taoist priest noticed that Jin An was holding a black thing in his hand.

Jin An raised his hand, it was a monkey, but this monkey had been dead for a long time, his hands, feet and tail were weak and drooping, and his chest and forehead were seriously deformed.

"Little brother, did you really kill the ferryman from the underworld?"

The old Taoist priest's mouth was surprised and looked at Jin An with a slight gap.

"Well, it's really dead this time, and just now it tried to escape out of the body, and even the soul was beaten away by me, and it didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated. Jin An said lightly, and then asked with concern if you had seen the sword, Mr. Feng Shui, and Du Wei?

Jin An still didn't say anything.

He killed the monkey this time, and finally had the Great Dao sense Yin De.

Yin virtue five thousand.

The old Taoist priest first gave Jin An a thumbs up, saying that it was really a magic one foot high and one foot high, and this ferryman from the underworld was crushed to death by you, little brother, and then shook his head and said I didn't see it.

As a result, as soon as the old Taoist priest's words fell, footsteps were heard behind him, and it was Mr. Feng Shui who gathered with them.

"Prince Jin An, Daochang Chen, great, you're all right!"

"Just now I saw the candle light here, I guessed if it would be Chen Daochang and Jin An Gongzi You are here, I remember that Chen Daochang Tai Chi Bagua has a lot of incense candles and paper money, and sure enough, I really met Jin An Gongzi and Chen Daochang. ”

"Thanks to Daoist Chen for bringing these incense candles to the tomb, otherwise this tomb is so big, we wouldn't be able to converge so quickly. ”

Mr. Feng Shui's last sentence almost didn't praise the old Taoist priest to the point that the corners of his mouth turned up to the sky, and he began to talk to Mr. Feng Shui about the rich experience he had accumulated over the years.

This time, thanks to the old Taoist priest, under the faint flame illumination of the incense candle in the old Taoist priest's hand, they quickly found several torches at the place where they fell.

When a few torches were lit, the lights in the blood-colored tomb brightened up a lot.

And it was with these torches that more people began to converge, and the mourners and the country goddesses all gathered around.

Jin An and the others were already standing at the fall point, and they had not fallen for a long time, and they had not gone far away, so when they saw the light of the torches, they quickly converged.

"Old sister, at the critical moment, I am the most reliable. ”

To be able to reunite with the country goddess, the old Taoist priest with a torch in his hand, the Taoist bone fairy wind twisted his beard towards the country goddess and said.

Not to mention, the old Taoist priest is really a little so skinny, and the taste of fairy wind bones.

But the mouth is not serious.

"Daochang Chen is really powerful, and this time it is indeed thanks to Daochang Chen. "The country goddess has one thing to say, and she recognizes the old Taoist priest's achievements this time.

The words of the country goddess are better than the ten words of praise from Mr. Feng Shui, and the old Taoist priest was so happy that he couldn't fit his mouth on the spot.

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest and the country goddess, shook his head, and then discussed some cultivation issues with Mr. Feng Shui, while waiting for others to come and join after seeing the torch fire.

But I waited for a stick of incense or so, but I didn't wait for the three monks who left the team and disappeared, such as the sword, the general Duwei, and the abbot of the White Dragon Temple.

"Could it be that they are one step ahead of us and return to the main tomb of the Teng Kingdom Lord above our heads?" the old Taoist priest guessed.

Unexpectedly, Jin An shook his head: "The main tomb has been destroyed by the corpse pill explosion, and after successive destruction, it is already not far from collapse." After the last corpse pill was detonated by the ferryman of the underworld just now, the platform where the coffin was held completely collapsed, and the only way out was buried, and we have no way to return the same way for the time being. ”

"So I think they should still be in the grave of this burial pit. ”

After listening to Jin An's words, the crying brother was really crying this time.

The younger brother who cried and mourned the most problematic, the expression on his face was more ugly than laughing: "Brother, we are going to be buried alive in this imperial tomb and can't get out." ”

The eldest brother of the mourner smiled and comforted him more ugly than crying: "Don't say sad words, there are so many dead people here, and crying and mourning is our brother's unique life." We use the Mourning Sutra to weep for the dead in this tomb, and ask them if there is a way to live in the tomb. ”

Jin An: "?"

Old Taoist: "?"

Mr. Feng Shui: "?"

After listening to the conversation between the two brothers who wept and mourned, the old Taoist priest and Mr. Feng Shui hurriedly covered the mouths of the two brothers to prevent them from dying.

The stump of the soul-nourishing wood in the dragon pool, so big, even if it is not ten thousand years old, how can it be six or seven thousand years old, right? The roots of such a big guy are rooted in the tomb, don't die and don't cry alive, but the roots of the soul-nourishing wood are alarmed.

The space in the cemetery was narrow, and they would not even have a place to run at that time, so they would really be buried alive.

"Your brother dare to cry in this tomb, be careful of the old way, I will really beat people in a hurry!" The old Taoist priest and Mr. Feng Shui let go of the palm covering the mouth of the mourner.

But the old Taoist's last sentence to beat people was obviously not believed, and the crying brothers looked at the old Taoist's old arms and legs, and the old Taoist priest estimated that he couldn't even twist the thighs of their brothers.

However, the old Taoist priest has saved the crying and mourning brothers several times, and the brothers still have a lot of respect for the old Taoist, although they are not afraid of the old Taoist's hand-to-hand combat effectiveness, but the two brothers still listen to the old Taoist's words, stop, and calm down.

"Didn't you two find out that the space of this tomb is so narrow, not only did so many of us not suffocate in the tomb, but so many torches can still burn normally, which shows that this tomb is not closed and sealed, there must be a way to live or a vent. ”

The old Taoist priest was afraid that the weeping brothers would be hot-headed, so he knelt down and cried, so he explained in detail.

Mr. Feng Shui also nodded at the right time: "We are in the line of Feng Shui, and we are the most sensitive to living water, wind holes, burial qi, earth qi, etc. ”

"There is indeed a faint air flow in this tomb. ”

To test the air flow in the tunnel, it was easy to quietly observe the direction of the torch flame, and soon they found the direction where fresh air was blowing.

"Prince Jin An, the little brother of the sword, the general of Duwei, and the three senior monks of the White Dragon Temple are not ordinary people, if they are not nearby, they must be the same as us, trying their best to find a way out of this imperial tomb in the tomb. I think we can continue to find the way and leave marks along the way, and if they see the marks we have left behind, they will definitely come to us. ”

"Prince Jin'an, we can find a way out of the Imperial Tomb in advance, the structure of this main tomb has been damaged, and the longer we stand here, the greater the risk of collapsing overhead. ”

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest, the country goddess, the crying brother, and finally looked at Mr. Feng Shui, at this time he had to make a choice.

These people trust him and gather around him.

And it is his responsibility to take everyone out of this imperial tomb alive.

"Okay, as far as Mr. Yiyi's words are concerned, we will leave marks along the road, hoping that the sword sharpening, the captain, and the abbot of the White Dragon Temple can see the marks we left. ”

Faced with responsibility, Jin An waited in place for a while, and finally made a choice.

Everyone began to look for a way out of the ancient tomb, and before leaving, Jin An's palm burned with fire poison and internal gas, turning the monkey in his hand into flying ashes, this blood-colored tomb road is so strange, he didn't have the time to bring an extra monkey corpse on the road.