The blood that fell to the ground made the crawling white worms even more crazy. The sound of his head falling to the ground woke up the pig-faced leader, his eyes widened, his mouth widened, and his right hand pointed at Tarn, who was holding the magic sword, trembling, and said in disbelief, "You, are you Apophis?" ”

Tarn's eyes turned dark purple, and he smiled at the corners of his mouth, "What do you think?" ”

The magic sword-Apophis emitted a lilac light, illuminating the dark cavern a little dimly. Lin Luo couldn't see it very clearly in the narrow hole, but he saw the torch suddenly go out, and only heard a miserable roar. People who grew up in this modern city, where have they experienced such things, and they are in a cold sweat at the moment; But he was also resolute, holding down his beating heart, and his right hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

But when the pig-faced leader heard the hoarse words, he immediately cried out: "I, I am a descendant of the tomb robber, Apophis, you, no, you must keep the contract!" ”

"Contract! Hehe...... "The eyes of the minions who are controlled by the magic sword are getting brighter and brighter, but their bodies are getting thinner and thinner; His teeth popped out of his mouth, and he opened a toothless mouth, and smiled sheepishly, "Contract? Contract! Hee-hee-hee, hey-hee-hee, the origin is gone, the contract? Can the contract restrain me? ”

"You ......" The pig-faced leader wanted to retreat, but unexpectedly, the white worms had crawled to his feet. The man hurriedly jumped to the side, leaned against the rock wall and asked, "Your origin is gone?" ”

The purple light on the sword of the magic sword Apophis flashed wildly, as if he was sneering at the pig-faced leader, and he also seemed to disdain to talk to him.

The white worms lost their purpose, turned around, and crawled towards the magic sword. Tarn grinned toothlessly and smiled, "What an eyesore!" ”

After speaking, the magic sword in the right hand of the minion Tahn waved, and the light purple sword qi on the sword came out with the sword. The sword qi was extremely sharp, and as soon as it flew close to the ground, it killed most of the white insects.

The corpse of the white worm also had bright red blood in it, and the cave was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood. The insect corpses in that place were like suckling pigs that had been chopped off by the head, disgusting and weird. The rest of the insects immediately stopped crawling, turned their heads, and crawled towards the corpses.

The scene was a bit bloody, with Tarn, who was controlled by the magic sword, smiling, and the pig-faced tomb robber glaring in shock; Lin Luo couldn't see clearly, hesitating whether to get closer.

A white worm eats more carcasses and is much larger than other insects. The worm crawled next to the other bug with a pair of small scarlet eyes, and actually swallowed the other bug into its stomach in one gulp. The rest of the insects seemed to be aware of it, and with a pair of small eyes, they bit the big white worm.

This big white worm is also ruthless, and its skin is also hard, not only has no scars on its body, but also eats its fellow insects one by one.

The pig-faced leader saw his legs tremble, but he gritted his teeth and pulled out his short sword in order to get a glimmer of life. Tarn's eyes lit up, and he dragged the magic sword a few steps in. Lin Luo held his breath and quietly touched it.

But I saw that the big white worm closed its little eyes and didn't move. Suddenly, there was a 'click' sound, and the big white worm cracked. The gray shell of the insect fell to the ground, and a long beetle emerged from the body of the worm. This long worm is grayish-white, with a round-shaped mouth and dense fangs in the mouth; The body of the insect is covered with scales, and it is terrifying in the faint light. The long worm stands on its body, about five meters tall; It leaned against the roof of the cave and let out a 'squeak' roar.

Tarn was shocked, not wanting the bug to grow so fast. The gray worm bent its body, opened its jaw, bared its fangs, and bit down at Tarn. Tarn was stunned, but before he could come to his senses, his left arm was bitten off by a long worm.

Dark red blood was dripping, and only a crisp ticking sound could be heard in the darkness with a little glimmer, and the smell of blood drowned out the smell of burning. The chewing sound of 'click' permeated, and the scene at this time was creepy.

The pig-faced leader let out a long breath, turned his steps, and ran into the deep cave with his legs. Lin Luo heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and just wanted to chase after him, but he thought of the danger ahead, so he grabbed the rock wall and squatted down.

The magic sword emitted a faint purple light, reflecting the hideous long worms, which made it difficult to see. The magic eye on the magic sword suddenly shattered and turned into a little bit of light. Tarn didn't care about the injuries on his body, squinted and turned his head to look at the gray long worm, and muttered, "Heh, the fake thing really doesn't work......"

Before the words fell, the long worm's body bent and opened its mouth to bite again. Tarn grinned, purple glint in his eyes, and waved the magic sword in his hand.

I saw a purple sword qi burst out, and the wind howled sharply, facing the hideous big mouth, splitting the strange insect in half.

The wailing sound was silent, and the sound of landing was loud. The sword qi was castrated, and when it hit the rock wall, a fishy smell came to the nostrils.

Tarn pinched his bitten left arm, and the bleeding stopped; He suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly and muttered, "Finally, ha, finally...... It's finally time to get out of here! With that, he glanced at the place where Lin Luo was hiding, twisted his head, and chased after him into the deep cave.

Lin Luo thought he was hiding a secret, and when the footsteps were far away, he hurriedly got up and hurriedly followed.

The road in the dark cave was difficult, and the pig-faced leader had a blue nose and swollen face. His heart was beating fast and he was sweating profusely, and he threw himself on all fours and ran for his life. The cavern grew wider and wider, and the echo of "ticking" was like a talisman of death. Pale blue, dark green phosphorus fires wafted here, illuminating the already terrifying cave even more gloomily.

There was a flash of purple light in the blue-green light, and a hideous long sword slashed through the air. The pig-faced leader heard the wind behind him and rolled on the spot, dodging the deadly sword.

The sword wind blew blue and green phosphorus fires sparkling. The pig-faced leader climbed up against the rock wall, his brow furrowed even more as he looked at the more withered Tarn.

But when he saw that Tarn smiled evilly, he said, "Run, you are running." ”

The pig-faced leader leaned against the rock wall and laughed, "Apophis, why are you going to kill me? I, you, you give me strength, we, we can ......"

"You humans, hahaha...... Tarn's eyes flashed with a purple light, "I want to be free, I've been imprisoned here for too long, enslaved by your people for too long. Hehe, hahaha, I'll have a full body and live like you humans! ”

Tarn looked up at the fluttering phosphorus fire, and said, "Besides, what qualifications do you have to control me now?" Kill you, devour the contract that flows in your people, and I, I can be truly free! ”

The pig-faced leader gritted his teeth, drew his dagger, put the little finger of his left hand on the blade, and cried, "You, Apophis, you can make me your body!" I ......"

Tarn raised his sword and pointed it at the pig-faced leader, the shimmer of light illuminating the dry and wretched man; I only heard him laugh and say, "You, no!" You all have blood that disgusts me. Hehe, body, body, body, someone will send it! ”

Without waiting for Tarn's words to fall, the pig-faced leader slashed his short sword, cut off his little finger, and sang aloud: "O blood of demons and gods flowing in my body, I, 'Filto John', in the name of the Tomb Robbers, command you to appear in my body and give me your power......

The severed little finger was eaten up in the air by an invisible mouth, and orange-red flames emerged from the body of the pig-faced leader, Filto. The flames were so hot and fierce that they frightened the phosphorus fires around them to the side; The charred flesh squeaked, and Filtor stood with his sword, like a god of fire from hell!

Seeing this, Tarn didn't seem to care, but just smiled, "Your clan really hasn't grown at all!" I told your ancestors before that using the power of ghosts and gods like this will only cause you to be burned alive. This kind of play that ends up together is something that only you can imagine! ”

"All together, huh!" The flames burned Filto to the point of baring his teeth, but he opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "Our clan cannot control you, and we will not let you go uneasy in the world, let your magic sword harm the world!" ”

"Ahaha, hahaha, I, what did I hear? What do I hear? Tarn laughed, coughing and screaming, "Selfish humans, selfish humans, hahaha, and this idea of justice and righteousness, what an irony, what an irony!" ”

The orange-red flames crackled as Filto's body burned, but clusters of phosphorus fire floated silently. Tarn stuck his sword on the ground and sneered, "Noble and selfish man, hehe, let you see the ugliness of your ancestors! ”

The purple light on the magic sword flashed, and the earth moved, only to see the ground crack, and a sarcophagus rose from the ground of this cave. This sarcophagus is ancient, carved with flowing water-like patterns, which looks very strange in the light of the fire that is clearly extinguished.

Fierto paused with his dagger in his hand. Tarn scoffed and kicked the sarcophagus. I saw the sarcophagus open, and from this coffin sat an obese middle-aged man. This fat man was gray-skinned and blind, and he had obviously been dead for an unknown number of years. But the body was well preserved, and it looked like it was unscathed.

Filto's eyes widened, and his mouth was open with astonishment; He was stunned for a long time, and finally muttered uncertainly: "Master, grandfather? ”

"Hahaha, hahaha......" Tarn laughed as he stared at Filto. Seeing the purple light in the fat man's eyes, he raised his lowered head, stared at Filto suspiciously, and smiled.

The fat man stepped out of the sarcophagus, holding a short axe in his left hand and a pickaxe in his right hand.

The hatchet was menacing, and the wind that it swung up swayed the flames on Filto's body. Filto slashed his short sword, blocking the incoming axe, and then turned to the side, trying to charge at Tarn.

But how could that fat man do what he wanted? I saw the fat man hook his toes, and kicked his side leg towards Filto's side waist. Filto didn't want to get hurt again, so he had to turn around and dodge the fat man's kick.

The orange-red flames scorched Filto's soul and eroded his body. But he didn't say a word, just took a big breath of the precious air.

Tarn watched coldly, silently, as if he had no intention of interfering at all. Filto turned his heart sideways, secretly said 'I'm sorry', and rushed towards the fat man with a short sword.

When the fat man saw Filto rushing towards him, his hands fluttered, and his axe and pickaxe smashed into Filto's body one after another. Filto did not retreat but advanced, crashing into the arms of the fat man. The orange-red flames suddenly rose and enveloped the fat man. The fat man, however, seemed to be unconscious, and mechanically raised his axe and slashed at Filto's head. Filto landed on his feet and leaped forward, dodging the deadly axe.

The scorching flames enveloped the fat man's whole body, and there seemed to be an unknown magic ripple in the flames, and there seemed to be an angry roar, and in just a moment, the fat man was burned to black ashes.

The black dust slowly flutters in the air, as if it is a memento of the world, but also a celebration of self-liberation.

Filto's tears were boiling in the flames, and he just said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

As the heat receded, Tarn listened to Filtor and sneered, "I'm sorry? What's the use of being sorry? ”

"You, Apophis, you, you are unforgivable!" Filto estimated the time he had left, secretly accumulating strength, wanting to deal a fatal blow to this hateful thing, "You dare to desecrate my grandfather's corpse, you, you ......"

"Blasphemy, oh, who's right and who's wrong is just a pretty thing you say. Hehe, you're not a good thing, you used this ghost power earlier, I'm afraid that your subordinates won't die, after all, you're not a person who is afraid of death! "Apophis, the magic sword, secretly extracted the few vitality of Tarn, and wanted to kill him with one blow.

But seeing the orange-red flames flickering, Fierto rushed with a short sword and shouted, "Then you will die with me!" ”