Chapter 14: Horror (Seeking Collections and Recommended Investments)

The body slipped.

Straight downstream.

Feeling that the heart was still on the Taiji diagram, the person fell to the iron plate under the huge water pressure.

Smack.

Chen Bufan landed on the ground with his back on his back, like an egg falling on the ground, the water splashed, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, almost falling apart.

Hello –

Chen Bufan opened his mouth wide and inhaled hard, he enjoyed the air he had not seen for a long time more than the piercing pain.

Thin and dull, with a stale and dry moldy taste.

But it's sweeter than ever.

Moistened by oxygen, the body function gradually recovered, in addition to the severe pain in the back, the abdominal cavity was filled with water, and the body was also like being filled with lead, and the body was seriously depleted, and there was no strength to spit water.

Chen Bufan took a few breaths of asthma, so he had to lie on the hard and cold ground, his eyes rolling, and he began to look around.

It was pitch black when he entered the eye, and with the light on the dragon spirit's wrist, he saw that there were five steps in front of him, purple and yellow, green and rusty, and the material was either copper or iron.

Behind the stairs was a pitch-black wall, covered with strange iron bumps, which diverged from a point to a place that followed the rules and was not illuminated by the light.

Sure enough, it was a burial chamber.

The place where you fell should be the cloister around the tomb.

Now don't worry about having nowhere to bury.

Chen Bufan was uncomfortable, rolled his eyes in pain, and coldly caught a glimpse of a column of water spurting out from the round hole behind his head, like a flying silver dragon, rushing straight up.

Isn't it a flying stream that goes straight down 3,000 feet?

Why is it still a pillar of optimus.

It's ™ really unscientific.

However, the dark water dragon is a sign of shelter from the yin, and the owner of this tomb has chosen a feng shui treasure.

The water dragon seals the tomb, imprisons the yin and raises the pearls, but I don't know what kind of treasure he raises, and he also raises monsters.

Chen Bufan, who had read three books, could not explain the underground fountain with the principle of air pressure, so he could only blindly guess the tomb from the perspective of feng shui.

Chen Bufan couldn't move or speak, so he had to look at the dragon spirit standing in front of the steps, wanting to ask for help.

Also falling from a high altitude, the dragon spirit seemed unscathed, with a delicate body and a quiet virgin.

"Boom."

A cluster of red light suddenly appeared, and the dragon spirit held the void in his hand, and drew a broad-bladed giant sword out of thin air.

The sword body is seven feet long, and the whole body is fiery red, like a newborn sun, held in the hand of the dragon spirit, killing everywhere, full of power.

Mighty and domineering.

What a big Jiba.

If this shape is placed in the era of cold weapons, what will happen to men.

However, if the demon girl doesn't move, she draws her sword when she moves, and she encounters a monster.

In addition to admiration, Chen Bufan secretly said that it was not good, and now he is simply a fish on the chopping board, slaughtered by demons.

"Come out."

Long Ling opened his mouth indifferently, and his cold voice did not carry a trace of emotion, but it was extremely penetrating.

"Tsk, we can be found here, no wonder we can break through the human pole four elephant array, little sister, brother, I see you familiar, you might as well take off the mask, let's make friends."

A strange laugh came, dozens of bright lights turned on suddenly, and two rows of figures walked out from both sides of the black wall, and the first one was with a big bald head, it was Zhou Yong.

"You don't deserve it."

With a cold snort, Long Ling held the sword in both hands and rushed out, the tip of the sword pulled out a spark of Xun Can on the ground, and the figure flashed, and it was already in front of Zhou Yong.

Before everyone could react, the dragon spirit had already rounded his arm, and the giant sword slashed through a moon arc, slashing into the air.

"Lying ............"

Zhou Yong didn't expect the dragon spirit to be so violent, and he killed directly without saying a word, and when he saw the sword coming to his head, he didn't finish a sentence, so he only had time to turn sideways to avoid, and then rolled on a donkey, narrowly avoiding the blade.

"Poof—"

A puff of blood mist bloomed like a flower.

The giant sword's attack continued unabated, slashing straight past the curly-haired woman behind Zhou Yong, emitting a bloodthirsty buzz.

All this happened so suddenly that everyone only heard the scream of sharp weapons rubbing against the iron plate, and some people were bloodied on the spot.

"Poof—"

It wasn't until the curly-haired woman's body split in half and fell to the ground that everyone reacted.

Hiss –

The sound of gasping cold air sounded at the scene, and everyone pulled out their weapons and took a few steps back, looking at the dragon spirit's eyes full of caution and jealousy, as if staring at a flood beast.

"Damn, did this woman take dynamite, or is she insane, she will kill when she meets, everyone fuck the guy, let's go together."

Zhou Yong took the opportunity to get up, took a few steps back, touched the sweaty bald head, and directly pulled out a pistol.

Chen Bufan didn't react for a while.

He knew that the dragon spirit was fierce, but he didn't know that the dragon spirit was so fierce, it was terrifying.

Kill people without blinking, and kill when you want.

Although the graphics are bloody, the sword swing is really cool.

But the one surnamed Zhou actually has a pistol, and I have to remind her.

Chen Bufan closed his mouth with difficulty, remembering that the dragon spirit came from the mirror world, and he might not know the power of the firearm.

However.

And then the eggs.

The filthy water blocked his throat and eyes, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Die."

I don't know who roared, and a group of fierce men and strong women rushed towards Long Lingqi who was surrounded in the middle with machetes and daggers.

Judging from the strength and posture of the instantaneous explosion, they are all practitioners, and they have definitely cut people.

Seeing the crowd besieging him, while Zhou Yong quietly hid in the dark, aiming his black muzzle at Long Ling, Chen Bufan stared anxiously, but he could only stare dryly.

The fierce man and strong woman relied on the large number of people, and during the sprint, the momentum rose again, and without words, they locked the key points of the dragon spirit from different angles, like an ambush on all sides, and launched a fatal blow almost at the same time.

In an instant, the figures followed, the swords and swords shadowed, and the cold front was shining.

Long Ling held the sword in both hands and raised it to his chest, bowing his head slightly towards Zhou Yong's hiding place, his eyes full of coldness.

When everyone killed five steps in front of them, Long Ling screamed suddenly, kicked the ground with his left leg, his body rose from the ground, his slender waist twisted by the momentum, and his shoulder and back flew in the air, and his arm swung hard with the power of rotation, and the giant sword was slashed out, as fast as thunder, and the afterimage was connected into a line, facing the long knife in front of him and the fierce man slashed wildly.

This move does not retreat but advances, as fast as a frightening flood.

The hard-pressed long-knife fierce man turned from attack to defense, and in a hurry, he only had time to hold the knife with both hands and push forward wildly.

"W-"

Swords intersect, and the sound of gold and stone is endless.

In a flash of sparks, the dragon spirit giant sword forced the long knife back, and cut off the long knife and the fierce man with the knife.

Blood viscera sprayed from the incision, pouring all over the ground.

Not only that, but the giant sword slashed through the long knife man, and still castrated, hitting the short sword of the person behind him, blasting the man away, before sliding diagonally.

Ding.

The tip of the sword touched the ground, like a dragonfly touching water, the dragon spirit took advantage of the momentum to fly, and the giant sword once again charged in the air, and the sword blade pointed directly at Zhou Yong.

", stop her............"

Zhou Yong was frightened by the ferocity of the dragon spirit, and even the hand holding the gun was shaking, it was an instinctive cry for help.

It's a pity that everyone pounced and was killed by the dragon spirit to break through, and no one had time to rescue.

"Bang-"

A gunshot rang out, the bullet burst into the air, Zhou Yong pulled the trigger indiscriminately, and the bullet flew past Long Ling's side face.

Being able to let go at such a close distance, Zhou Yong lost his last support, there was no way to retreat, his right hand clenched his fist violently, and the spiritual light on the Buddha bead flashed, transforming into a copper fist glove and receiving a fierce blow from Long Ling.

Click-

The sound of ear-blasting chiseled sounded, and the dragon spirit sword blade slashed on Zhou Yong's fist gloves, pressing Zhou Yong to retreat wildly.

"What are you waiting for..........

Zhou Yong grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and held his fist with both hands, but he still couldn't withstand the impact of the dragon spirit, and two rubber shoe prints were ploughed out by the dragon spirit under his feet, and a smell of glue mixed with the blood spread.

Before the shout fell, five claw shadows suddenly appeared from the oblique thorns, and the faint cold light pierced the void, like a swift wind passing through, condescending, and quickly attacked the dragon spirit's vest.

It's one-eyed!

I'll just say that why doesn't that old color embryo see anyone, it turns out that it's still an old yin.

The enchantress is in danger!

The sudden attack of the ghost claws caught Chen Bufan unexpectedly, and he had to secretly pinch a cold sweat as he watched the five claws go straight to the dragon spirit vest.