Chapter 17 Turtle School Qigong
The iron door opened, and dust was sprinkled.
It was pitch black.
Visibility is less than five meters.
The bluestone bricks annihilated in the darkness do not know where to go, hiding the fear of the unknown.
The atmosphere is cold and gloomy.
It's as if an underground world has opened.
Feeling that the heat on his body was absorbed by the yin qi inside the door, Chen Bufan shrank his neck and shivered unconsciously.
Where the dead live, ghosts and ghosts are cold.
"Chatter, just this yin qi, it must be at least more than a thousand years, and the people lying in it are either dignitaries or senior members of the DPRK, Zhou Yong, your five years of hard work have not been in vain."
One-eyed sucked hard, and the lust of greed in one-eyed eyes was strong, "The demonic aura is also very strong, and the magic weapon inside is not simple." β
"Brother One-Eyed, I got the news that there is a general who can fight well here, it must be a magic weapon of the melee system, to be honest, my Buddha bead is just an ordinary strange thing, and it should have been replaced a long time ago."
Zhou Yong stared at the entrance of the tomb, his eyes had already lit up, since he learned about the power of the demonic qi magic weapon from the one-eyed, he had regarded the magic weapon and cultivation as his lifelong pursuit.
Who is not crazy if you can get superhuman strength and even a longer lifespan.
"You are indispensable for what should be given, slaughter this Taoist priest first."
One-eyed eyes slippered, his face was gloomy, and his tone was secretly murderous, greed is a good thing, and it would be taboo if it was too much.
A loud shout.
Without waiting for Zhou Yong to speak, Long Zhen, who had long been unable to hold back, picked up a machete and killed Chen Bufan.
Compared with the dragon spirit who lost his combat effectiveness, at this moment, the hatred value on Chen Bufan's body was many times higher.
"Follow me."
Long Ling covered his shoulders with one hand, the sun and moon bracelet illuminated his eyes, and he entered the iron gate directly, stepping on the bluestone bricks and walking inside.
Chen Bufan also entered the iron gate, but he did not rush into the tomb, but stood inside the iron gate with his hands crossed and gestured to something.
"Long Zhen, be careful of deception."
Seeing this, Zhou Yong had an extra heart, and directly grabbed Long Zhen, who knows if there is a hidden weapon on this door.
He brought more than 20 people in, and now Long Zhen is the only one who is dead, and he can't let Long Zhen die in vain.
"An ordinary Taoist priest, just a chicken feather."
One-eyed glared at Zhou Yong with disdain.
In fact, he was not sure, it was under the idea of letting Zhou Yong and the others explore the way, so he instigated Zhou Yong to kill Chen Bufan first.
"One-eyed dragon, this Daoist has long seen that you are unhappy, if you have chicken feathers, come and try it if you bring seeds."
Chen Bufan groped for a while, found the feeling, directly stretched out his index finger and hooked it at the one-eyed, and said fiercely: "You come." β
Unexpectedly, Chen Bufan dared to provoke the one-eyed, Zhou Yong decisively added to the fire, "Brother one-eyed, this kid is too arrogant." β
"It's not that I'm arrogant, it's that the one-eyed dragon didn't grow at all."
Chen Bufan echoed.
"I'm a day for your immortals, Lao Tzu is only one-eyed, not deaf, as for whether there is a species, there are still witnesses here."
The one-eyed sinister glanced at Long Zhen, and then stared at Chen Bufan approaching the iron gate step by step, "As for you kid, you have committed Uncle Ben's taboo, and there is no other way but to die." β
After thinking about it, since the main door of the tomb has been opened, it means that the organs have been exhausted.
He concluded that Chen Bufan was playing tricks, as the most powerful existence today, he should not be too suspicious, but should use his strength to crush these ants and pocket all the treasures.
In his heart, the one-eyed beast claw was directly summoned, the wind was born on the soles of his feet, and when he crossed the steps, the strength of the demon realm exploded, and he plundered and killed Chen Bufan directly.
Even if he was pressed and beaten by the dragon spirit, a little Taoist priest who had not cultivated dared to openly provoke himself, and he was angry with one eye, intending to use thunder to save face, "Face the wind." β
It's good to come!
Damn the one-eyed dragon, the demon girl was summoned by me, and if you want to scold, I will scold, and it will not be your turn to fight.
Chen Bufan suppressed the anger in his heart, and put his palms together to release the palm technique that had just been brewing wildly.
Dry!
Female!
Palm β
As the one-eyed approached quickly, Chen Bufan pushed flat with both palms and sent the one-eyed guy out.
The mediocre palm made One-Eye almost laugh off Big Tooth, even though he no longer had Big Tooth.
"Deathβ"
When approaching Chen Bufan, the one-eyed spit out, the blood on the beast's claws bloomed, and the body went straight up, and the single pupil exuded a smug coldness, as if he saw Chen Bufan's body being divided into five pieces by himself.
However, the next moment, his single pupil suddenly dilated like a ghost, only to feel that an incomparably hot gas actually blocked his attack, and detonated in his crotch, and the strong wave of qi was no less than a grenade that exploded, directly driving him back.
Bang.
The one-eyed one goes faster and returns faster, holds life and death when he goes, and looks up and eight forks when he returns.
Zhou Yong: "???? β
Long Zhen: "????? β
In the eyes of Zhou Yong and the others, they saw Chen Bufan's hands fluttering and pushing, and the one-eyed became a broken kite, like paper paste, and there would inevitably be many question marks.
"Lao Tzu just wants to fry your chicken feathers."
Chen Bufan let out a vicious breath, slapped his palms comfortably, spat at the one-eyed, and hurriedly turned around to chase the light spot in the distance.
Fortunately, One-Eyed only attacked and could not defend, and the attack of the Qiankun Palm with mana added was no less than that of the Turtle Sect Qigong, which made One-Eye suffer a eunuch loss.
Now that the mana of the Qiankun Mirror has returned to zero, I can only do it.
"Boy, I want you to die........."
Hearing Chen Bufan say that he fried your chicken feathers, One-Eye hurriedly looked down, only to see that the flesh and blood were blurred, the crotch of his pants was sparse, and One-Eye's lungs were even fried.
"Girl, wait for me."
There was an angry ghost cry from behind, and Chen Bufan's back was furious with fright, so he had to speed up his pace.
I don't know how big this tomb is, and while running, I only hear the echo of my own footsteps and the friction of the soles of my shoes, which are infinitely amplified in the dead silence.
However, the dragon spirit did not wait for him.
Chen Bufan had to grit his teeth and hold his breath, try not to look around, and hurry with his legs.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the dragon spirit to stop far away.
Different from cloisters and tombs.
The air here is mixed with the smell of spoiled grease.
It is pungent to inhale, and the concentrated rancid stench can only be smelled after exhalation.
It's easy to think of something that's not clean.
Chen Bufan restrained his distracting thoughts and sprinted towards the height of the dragon spirit 100 meters.
Grunt β
I don't know what I kicked and flew away, and I got out of the way.
Chen Bufan trembled all over, his bare feet were tripped by a hard object, and his body fell forward.
Bang.
His hands hit the ground, his fingers inserted into an oval thing, cold and dry to the touch, and after a little fumbling, it was a skull.
"Dig a slot."
Chen Bufan scolded, threw away the skull, and didn't care what was in front of him, he rushed and crawled up.
Along the way, many obstacles were knocked out, making a crackling noise.
The sound spread in the dark, like ripples, faintly bringing out a few piercing screams, as if someone was pinching their throat to pronounce.
"Enchantress, what is this place?"
Chen Bufan climbed onto a platform and saw Long Ling standing in front of him, so he wiped his sweat and panted like a cow.
"The main burial chamber."
The dragon spirit did not look back, and spoke lightly.
"The main burial chamber!"
Chen Bufan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly stood up and looked around with the light on Long Ling's wrist.
Generally speaking.
The main burial chamber houses a large number of funerary goods, that is, the treasure room.
But Chen Bufan looked at it, but he was terrified to the extreme.
As far as the eye could see, the white bones were piled up into a mountain, and he happened to be on a circular stone platform in the middle of the corpse mountain.
And below the corpse mountain, there is a slow flow of red water, like a sea of blood, and there is no edge in sight.
A bluestone-paved path connects to the Corpse Mountain, which is the stone brick road he walked when he came.
Forehead drops a god.
I just ran all the way up without falling into the water, and I was really out of sight.
Chen Bufan touched his chest, feeling that his courage was frightened.
"The corpse mountain and the sea of blood sleep forever, the evil is full of the afterlife, the owner of the tomb is really ruthless, and he cursed himself for never being able to live forever."
The dragon spirit pondered for a long time, and finally said a word that was appropriate for the occasion.
"Where is the owner of the tomb?"
Chen Bufan still can't see the ferocity of this tomb, cutting off the grave with water is a vicious condolence, not to mention the undercurrent surrounding.
"It's right at your feet."
Long Ling looked back at Chen Bufan, his eyes full of contemplation.
".........."
Chen Bufan jumped up in fright, if he wasn't afraid of fighting, he would have to hug the dragon spirit and borrow courage.