The literary young man squatted down, flicked his fingers on the bones of the corpse a few times, and then put it in front of his nose and sniffed: "This corpse is new, and it has been dead for more than a day or two days." ”

Getting up, he saw the stone gate a few steps ahead of him hesitated for a moment, and said to Hong Chen: "Why don't you stay here, I'll go first and take a look?" ”

Hong Chen shook his head: "There is no road behind it, no matter whether there is danger in it or not, you have to go in, two people enter together, so you can take care of it." ”

The literary youth thought about it for a while, felt that it made sense, and nodded: "You and I keep a distance of two meters, be careful." ”

As he spoke, he started forward, paused in front of the stone gate, and stepped in, Hong Chen was a little slower by a second, and he also followed.

The temperature in the stone chamber dropped suddenly, and there was an eerie aura in the air, and skeletons could be seen everywhere on the ground, exuding a bright spiritual light.

After Hong Chen and the others entered, their bodies trembled unconsciously, their eyes swept out, and they unconsciously became vigilant.

In the corners of the stone room to the left and right, a pair of gray eyes opened at the same time, and a moment later, two calf-like beasts came out of the darkness.

"What kind of monster is this?" Hong Chen noticed two beasts, the body of a cow and the head of a leopard, and in their slightly open mouths, two rows of sharp teeth were like files, and from them, there was not a trace of breath.

"These two beasts are not living creatures, they are... Zombie monsters. The literary young man's eyes flashed, his gaze swept back and forth between the two beasts, and his mouth replied in a low voice.

"Zombies." Hong Chen is an atheist, ghosts, gods, he doesn't believe in them, as for zombies, mummies and other things, I have usually heard of them, but they are only legends, and now, I have seen them with my own eyes, and I have lost my mind for a while.

"These two zombie monsters should be used by the tomb owner to guard this secret room, there is a pseudo heart in the body, after inhaling the yin qi from the outside world, it is transformed into dead qi in the body through the pseudo heart, and the dead qi is the energy source for zombies to maintain their actions."

The literary youth quickly said: "The yin qi here is so heavy, for the zombie monster, the energy is almost endless, and to fight with it, the pseudo-heart in its body must be broken. ”

Hong Chen nodded: "What strength do these two zombies have?" ”

The literary youth shook his head: "It's hard to judge, anyway, it won't be the owner of the tomb." ”

Hong Chen rolled his eyes, but the literary young man said that the owner of the tomb was at least a fourth-grade martial artist...

"Now that you're in, this battle is inevitable, one person against another, don't wait for them to attack, take the initiative, it's really invincible and find a way to exit the secret room..."

Hong Chen didn't talk nonsense, and also flashed to find the zombie monster on the right.

Rumble!

The Great War broke out in an instant.

"Ding!" On the way to the literary youth, the long knife was already in his hand, and it slashed down, the zombie monster slapped out with a claw, and the claws struck each other, making a sound of fine iron collision, the literary and artistic youth was shocked back a few steps, the tiger's mouth holding the knife cracked, and blood overflowed, but the other party's claw only left a half-inch deep knife mark, this defensive power is definitely enough to reach the grade of a third-grade martial artist.

The face of the literary and artistic young man was solemn for a moment, as if he was facing a great enemy, but he did not show timidity, and his fighting spirit was rising, and he attacked again before the opponent attacked...

The other, Hong Chen with his bare hands, as soon as he came up, he fought with the opponent in close combat, and blasted out seven or eight punches in a row, half of which hit the head of the zombie monster, but only made a slight crack, and after he endured three consecutive claws, he flew out upside down and hit the stone wall, and a fishy lick welled up in his throat, which he forcibly swallowed.

"The combat effectiveness is comparable to the peak of the second grade, and the defensive power is comparable to the third grade." After a short confrontation, Hong Chen had a judgment on the strength of the zombie monster, his face was slightly grim, and after flashing the zombie monster's pounce, he broke off and shouted: "Withdraw first!" ”

It's not that Hong Chen is unwilling, but in the face of such a strong enemy, or a strong enemy that can't be killed like a machine, it is necessary to make some preparations first, however, the next moment, between the flashbacks, he was stunned to find that the stone gate at the entrance was gone.

The literary and artistic youth also made the same discovery, and came over to meet Hong Chen, and the two looked at each other, both frowning deeply.

"This secret room is strange, it is very likely that there is a formation, you can only enter but not exit!" The literary and artistic youth said quickly with experience.

"Made, you're an old driver, okay, why is your prediction so poor." Hong Chen scolded his mother unceremoniously, and then asked, "What now?" ”

"I can only fight to the end!" The literary youth took a deep breath, threw away the long knife, pulled out the black gold knife from his body, and dodged to attack.

Hong Chen sighed helplessly, the literary and artistic youth did not hesitate to fight back against the Wujin knife, he didn't want to complain about anything anymore, besides, the current situation, it was useless to complain, this battle was either life or death!

After sighing, a trace of determination flashed in Hong Chen's eyes, and with a movement of his ten fingers, several silver needles appeared between his fingers, quickly piercing into several acupoints on his body.

In a moment, a strong momentum erupted from Hong Chen's body, directly surpassing the second-grade level, facing the previous zombie monster, and blasted out with a punch, colliding with the claw of the zombie monster.

Rumble!

The powerful anti-shock force made Hong Chen take two steps back, and the blood and qi in his body surged violently, while the zombie monster flew out upside down, and after falling to the ground, it crushed a piece of bones under him.

Hong Chen didn't adjust, he quickly dodged, grabbed before the zombie monster got up, jumped on the latter's back, and rained down like a fist.

Four punches in a row smashed the head of the zombie monster, just like what the literary youth said, the headless zombie monster's combat effectiveness was not affected at all, and his body shook suddenly, throwing Hong Chen out.

Hong Chen rolled on the ground, got up quickly, there was no regret or discouragement on his face, the battle intent in his eyes rose, and he rushed up again, fighting the zombie monster in close combat.

In less than half a minute, several scars appeared on Hong Chen's body, and the body of the zombie monster was also broken, revealing a fist-sized gray sphere inside, which was the pseudo-heart that the literary youth said.

Rumble!

Just when Hong Chen gasped for two breaths and was about to break the pseudo heart in one go, the zombie monster that was fighting with the literary youth over there collapsed and was deeply inserted into his body by a black gold knife.

Immediately, the literary youth pulled out the black gold knife, flashed directly, and joined the battle circle on Hong Chen's side, after a few crazy slashes, the literary and artistic youth aimed at the opportunity and stabbed into the fist-sized gray sphere.

The moment the pseudo-heart is destroyed, the zombie monster is like an electrical appliance that suddenly loses power, stiffens there, and then tilts and falls!

"You're pretty good at stealing business." At the end of the battle, Hong Chen quickly pricked a few stitches in his body, his whole body was stagnant, a pale face appeared, but his mouth was joking.

The literary and artistic youth silently put away the black gold knife, slowly twisted it and threw it, and what caught Hong Chen's eyes was a face with a gloomy expression and dead ashes.

Hong Chen was taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the hand of the literary and artistic youth, and pressed the pulse door with one finger, and after ten or so seconds, his face became very ugly.

"Wow!" The literary and artistic youth suddenly shook his body, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, the blood was not bright red, but red with green.

"You're in such a hurry to report to Hades?" Hong Chen's voice was low, and in the body of the literary and artistic youth, the dead and evil qi was rampant, rapidly destroying his viscera and tendons, and taking away his vitality.

On weekdays, against the enemy, he at most used the Ugin knife to make a move, and then quickly put it away, just like that, he will still suffer from backlash, and will be hit by a lot of dead qi and evil qi into the body, and just now, this Ugin knife was used by him for more than a dozen moves, and he has already broken through the limit of what he can bear.

"I use this knife, I can't even break through the defense of the zombie monster, I brought you in, if you want to fight, I should fight in front, and if you want to die, I should die in front." The voice of the literary youth was weak, Hong Chen shook his head, and he didn't talk nonsense, a silver needle appeared between his fingers and pricked the literary youth a few times.

"There are so many evil qi and dead qi in the body at once, I can only help you press it for the time being, and then I will find a way to go out, rest assured, I can't die." After Hong Chen received the needle, he injected a dantian qi into the body of the literary and artistic youth, who finally regained some of his vitality, squeezed out a smile, and nodded: "I don't have confidence in my body, but I have confidence in your medical skills." ”

Hong Chen rolled his eyes violently, how did this sound so weird.

The literary young man exhaled a breath, his eyes swept out, and at the same time, his ears moved slightly, so for ten seconds, after not finding anything unusual, his eyes fell on the huge black sarcophagus at the front of the stone room.

"There is yellow spring water as a moat outside, and there are zombie monsters guarding it inside, this sarcophagus should be the owner of the tomb, what treasures are there inside, it's really exciting!"