A dark shadow in front of the old abbot of Jiuti quickly approached, and he didn't have time to pick up the Zen staff, his body took a big step to the right, dodging the giant's kick. His hands were already unconscious, and he could only keep dodging the giant's attacks, while moving his wrists to speed up the blood flow and regain the sensation of his hands as soon as possible.

Dorjee Living Buddha had been fighting beside the giant, and because he had no weapons, he couldn't take off the giant's head.

The military general cut off a giant's head again, and Chang Ping also took off the giant's head. The generals rushed towards Daochang Zhen, and Chang Ping rushed towards the old abbot of Jiuti.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi also cut off the giant's head with some effort, and rushed towards the Dorjee Living Buddha with his head in one hand and a sword in the other.

There is great strength in numbers, and there is only one of the three giants left. The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi and Chang Ping worked together to cut off its head, and the rest of the people beckoned to the head with weapons. "Jingle bell", there was a chaotic sound, and his head had not changed at all, looking at the headless body and chasing after him, the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi grabbed his head and ran to the side. The general's eyes swept in the corridor, ran to a meteor hammer, dragged the meteor hammer with a gripper, and shouted: "Take your head here!" ”

The little Taoist priest ran to the front of the military general with his head and put his head on the ground, Chang Ping, Zhen Daochang and Dorjee Living Buddha stopped the headless body.

"Ahh The general roared, picked up the meteor hammer and smashed it on the head. "Poof", the head was smashed, the headless body completely lost its firepower, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and everyone looked at the mess all over the ground, and sat down on the ground with exhaustion.

The military general opened his eyes and looked at Chang Ping: "Boy, I think you should be the leader here, when will you leave?" ”

Chang Ping glanced at everyone and smiled awkwardly: "I'm not the leader, we're just a small team, everyone is discussing actions!" ”

The old abbot of Jiuti opened his eyes: "Uncle Shi, you are the oldest here, we listen to you!" After speaking, he coughed twice, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi nodded and agreed: "Yes, little uncle, you say that we will set off when we want!" ”

Yaya also looked at Chang Ping: "In our team, you are the strongest, I will listen to you on behalf of them, we will set off when you say it!" ”

Chang Ping smiled and shook his head: "No need to do this, I said that we are a team, discuss it before acting, there is no need to be big and strong!" ”

The military general still looked at Chang Ping: "Then when do you say you will leave!" ”

Chang Ping glanced at everyone with a wry smile: "Now I can't go, everyone's injuries are not light, and you have to be injured before you can act!" ”

The military general glanced at everyone: "These people's injuries are basically internal injuries, how can it take a year and a half if you want to get better, do we have to wait for a year and a half?" ”

Chang Ping's gaze moved from everyone one by one, looked down at Li Chaonan again, and sighed helplessly. There is an unknown danger ahead, and now they are basically injured, and if they act rashly, they will be sent to the door of death.

The old abbot of Jiuti and the others glanced at each other, feeling a hot fever on their faces. I've only walked so far that I've been so seriously injured, and now it's not only a can't help, but it's become a burden.

The military general looked at Chang Ping: "Whether you go or not, I will leave!" With that, he got up and picked up the Glaive Knife.

Dorjee Living Buddha hurriedly shouted to the general: "This general, wait a minute, please listen to me!" ”

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The military general turned his head to look at the Living Buddha of Dorjee: "Say!" ”

Dorjee Living Buddha replied: "Look, it's also dangerous for you to go in alone, our people here are injured, but there are also people who are not injured, it's really not good, those who are not injured will set off with you, and those who are injured will withdraw, so is it good?" ”

The general thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes!" ”

Chang Ping wanted to refute Dorjee Living Buddha's proposal, but it was a fact that everyone was injured, and they were all seriously injured, and they would not get better for a week, in order to prevent long nights and dreams, this was the best way!

"Hey!" Chang Ping sighed: "In order not to delay time, those who are not injured will stay, and those who are injured will withdraw!" ”

Zhen Daochang sighed: "It's a pity that I can't accompany a few people to enter together, I hope a few of you will cherish it, we will wait outside for everyone to return triumphantly!" ”

The old abbot of Jiuti looked at his hands and sighed deeply: "Amitabha! ”

Li Chaonan looked up at Chang Ping, Chang Ping smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't have an accident, I'm okay after so many tribulations, and it's okay this time!" ”

Li Chaonan nodded guiltily: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back outside!" If you come back, you know what I'm going to do! "Why is your strength so weak? The weakest person at the beginning became the strongest provoke, and he really should work hard, otherwise the distance between himself and her husband will become farther and farther away.

Chang Ping nodded solemnly: "I promise you, I will definitely go back!" ”

Li Chaonan nodded, got up and walked towards Yaya.

At present, there are no injured except Chang Ping is Dorjee Living Buddha and Tianzhi Little Taoist and Yaya, but Yaya's strength can't help much, so Chang Ping let her quit Yongdao with everyone, and in the end only Changping, Tianzhi Little Taoist and Dorjee Living Buddha remained.

When the injured person walked out of the corridor, Xuanyuan Invincible was stupid when he saw this scene, and he was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"What about the others? What about Changping? ”

Li Chaonan glanced at Xuanyuan Invincible in a low mood: "They are still inside, we will come out first if we are injured!" ”

The old abbot of Jiuti and Daoist Zhen walked in front of Xuanyuan Invincible: "I'm sorry, we can't help later!" ”

Xuanyuan Invincible didn't care about answering the words of the two people, but looked at Li Chaonan and asked eagerly, "What do you mean?" They're not hurt, are they? ”

Li Chaonan didn't answer, and Yaya replied: "A few of them were not injured, so they continued to walk inside, and we all withdrew after being injured!" ”

Xuanyuan Invincible glanced at everyone and was speechless in shock. What the hell happened to this that so many people were hurt? And two of them are above all of them. suppressed the curiosity in his heart and quickly ordered someone to arrange a place for everyone to rest, and asked the medical staff to treat everyone's wounds.

The military general still walked in front, Chang Ping walked in second, Ben Ben followed him, and then there were Tianzhi Little Taoist and Dorjee Living Buddha, four people and one dog continued to explore this ancient tomb.

The four of them quickly walked to the end of the road, a stone door blocked their way, the stone door was engraved with a law-wheel, with the previous experience, Chang Ping on the law-wheel a few times to change.

After a "click" sound, the Fa-wheel changed direction. "Bang", the stone gate moved.

Except for the Dorjee Living Buddha, the three of them grabbed their weapons and arched their waists stupidly

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, an offensive stance.

The stone door opened, and a light suddenly appeared inside, and the four people standing in the door looked at the oil lamp on the wall inside, and lit itself, glowing faintly. This is a burial chamber, there is a sarcophagus in the middle of the burial chamber, and the walls are painted with colorful paintings, I don't know how long it has been, this oil portrait has just been painted, the colors are bright, and the characters on it are vivid.

The military general walked in directly with the Glaive Knife, and Chang Ping and the three of them looked at each other and followed. There are two oil lamps on one wall, and the faint flames of the eight oil lamps are constantly beating, looking at the oil paintings on the wall, it feels like the characters in the picture are about to jump out.

Dorjee Living Buddha looked at the oil painting and frowned: "The paintings here are in the style of the Western Regions!" The clothes of the characters in the painting can reflect it! ”

Chang Ping and several people looked at the oil painting, which showed a woman sitting on a high platform, and thousands of people kneeling below. The woman had no expression on her face, looking at the people below without sorrow or joy, as if these people had nothing to do with her.

Continuing to look down, eight big men carried a sedan chair, followed by thousands of people, and the woman sitting on the stone platform disappeared, probably sitting in the sedan chair.

Then the people gathered together in front of a river, and the water was rolling, and a high platform was built on the bank, and the woman stood on the high platform, and under the high platform stood eight warriors and a man in strange costumes, with a red belt around his neck, and in his hand a thing like a bell, and in front of him was placed a platform on which incense was burned and some tributes were placed.

The picture disappears here, and if you look at the other walls, the walls are the same paintings.

Dorjee Living Buddha said, "This is a sacrifice! ”

Tianzhi Little Daoist nodded: "Indeed, it is, and it is a living sacrifice!" Looks like it's a contribution to the river god! ”

Chang Ping looked at the little Taoist priest of Tianzhi and the living Buddha of Dorjee: "Do you think this river looks like the Yellow River?" ”

The two of them looked at the river in front of the shelf, the water was muddy, and the color was really sandy yellow, even the splashing waves were the same color.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi sighed: "Is it really the Yellow River? But I can't tell which section of the Yellow River this is! ”

The military general looked at the three of them: "Does this painting help to pass through here?" ”

Dorjee Living Buddha replied: "I don't know yet, but it's better to know something than nothing!" ”

The general was a little impatient: "Do you understand?" ”

Chang Ping nodded: "I almost understand!" ”

Several people kept staring at the oil paintings on the stone wall, and they wore searchlights on their heads, so no one noticed that the oil lamps on the wall were constantly flickering, and as the flames danced, puffs of green smoke came out, and these green smoke disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

Wu will continue to ask, "Where is the way out?" ”

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi glanced at the military general unhappily, and the Dorjee Living Buddha looked at the military general's eyes flickering.

Chang Ping turned to look at the sarcophagus: "The answer should be here!" ”

"Woohoo!" Clumsy barked at the beating flames, looking very annoyed.

The little Taoist priest of Tianzhi looked at the stupid and smiled: "What is this little guy fighting with a flame?" ”

Chang Ping glanced at Ben Ben and then looked at the beating flames, he knew that Ben Ben would not scream for no reason, since there must be a reason for calling it so, so he walked to the oil lamp, and when he saw the green smoke coming out of the oil lamp, he secretly screamed: "It's broken!" ”

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