Chapter 128, The Blood of the Ancestors

Although the sound from the skull's mouth was harsh, Tang Yao could still understand it, but he didn't understand the meaning of these words, he was a flat-headed common man, how could he have noble blood flowing on his body, but he heard something in the second half of the sentence, the other party seemed to want his blood, as for what he did, it was not known, maybe he fed his blood to the one in the sarcophagus to take a sip.

"What do you want my blood for?" Tang Yao asked while guarding against the black dragon behind him.

The old woman continued to speak: "The master needs blood, the nobler the bloodline, the more it can stimulate the master's power, and the master can promise you that the moment you dedicate your bloodline, you will receive the reward of eternal life." ”

"You don't make a big fuss in front of me, the immortality of bullshit, science has not yet studied how to make people immortal, if your master can make people immortal, will he lie in the coffin and wait for you to feed the blood? Don't look at any era anymore, who will listen to this kind of deception in this era? Although Tang Yao was nervous, he didn't spare anyone, and he went up directly, regardless of whether the old woman who didn't know whether it was a person or a ghost or not.

The old woman seemed to be enraged by Tang Yao's words, and the wooden staff in her hand slammed on the ground, and the other two skulls hanging above actually let out a frightened cry, as if she was startled.

"Blood, I want your blood......" The old woman roared at Tang Yao, the animal skin robe on her body swayed slightly, and she saw a large number of black mosquitoes flying out from the bottom of the animal skin robe, the number of black mosquitoes was amazing, and a large area flew towards Tang Yao, Tang Yao's first reaction was to run away, but the black dragon was still eyeing behind, and as soon as he had a change, the black dragon immediately issued a low roar of warning.

At this time, a large number of black mosquitoes have descended on Tang Yao's body, in front of his eyes, ears, and everywhere can see black insects, Tang Yao desperately waved his hand to drive away, but to no avail, a large number of mosquitoes bitten on his flesh and began to frantically suck his blood, Tang Yao kept beating but even if he killed a few mosquitoes, it didn't have much effect, soon, his whole body was covered with mosquitoes, not that he was afraid that these mosquitoes were poisonous, Tang Yao already knew that the poison of the insects on his body was resistant to most of the venom, But these mosquitoes are sucking his blood, one or two sucking his blood is troublesome enough, and now he has thousands of black mosquitoes on his body, and this one must not drain a large amount of blood in his body, and when the time comes, excessive blood loss is a dead end, and God knows if these mosquitoes carry any germs, if he is infected with a terrible disease, then even if he escapes, I am afraid he will not survive.

At the critical moment, Tang Yao closed his eyes and forcibly mobilized the few qi that he could control in his body, and when he was not proficient in using it, he released these qi to the outside of his body, gradually forming a weak barrier, which could not withstand the damage of the sword or even the fists and feet of others, but it could isolate the bite of these mosquitoes on Tang Yao at this time.

The old woman seemed to see the qi released by Tang Yao, raised the wooden staff and lightly touched the ground, all the mosquitoes covering Tang Yao's body immediately flew up, Tang Yao could see that some of the mosquitoes had sucked his blood, and his body was red.

The mosquito flew back under the old woman's animal skin robe, at this time Tang Yao heard the rolling thunder above his head, and suddenly turned around to see the dragon horn of the black dragon was shining, and the next second a thunderbolt fell violently, but this time Tang Yao was not as lucky as before, this thunder accurately hit Tang Yao's body, and instantly knocked Tang Yao to the ground, convulsed all over his body and spat a lot of white foam, and almost fainted, but he couldn't move.

The weak barrier formed by the qi on his body, coupled with the fact that the black dragon did not seem to exert all his strength, allowed Tang Yao, who was hit by lightning, to save his life.

The mosquito returned to the old woman, the old woman turned her head and knelt in front of the sarcophagus, opened her mouth and whispered a mantra, the sarcophagus that had been quiet suddenly came out again, not only the sound of scratching the sarcophagus, but even the terrible moaning, the old woman raised her hand, the sound of chanting the incantation became louder and louder, and the mosquitoes that had sucked Tang Yao's blood immediately flew into the sarcophagus, and after a while, the moaning sound from the sarcophagus became louder and louder, and the old woman seemed to be very excited, as if the long-awaited thing was about to happen.

The lid of the sarcophagus was beaten heavily, and the corpse inside seemed to come out, and each blow was heavier than the previous one, and finally the lid of the heavy sarcophagus that seemed to have dozens of pounds was actually blown out by the things inside, and the sound of falling on the ground spread throughout the corner of the tomb of the Dikuilong.

"......Whew" The strange sound came immediately, Tang Yao struggled to look forward, and saw the old woman kneeling on the ground trembling, a pair of rotten hands stretched out from the sarcophagus, if Tang Yao had already felt terrible when he saw the scene of the ancient corpse monster crawling out of the coffin before, then now the scene of this monster crawling out of the sarcophagus is ten times more terrifying than the ancient corpse monster.

Just those hands could see the rotting flesh and blackened bones, and there was a foul smell in the air, Tang Yao had never seen corpses a few times, but he had heard that corpses would emit a stench that ordinary people couldn't stand at all, and now this smell was very similar to the smell of corpses.

Then the corpse slowly crawled out of the coffin, wearing a black animal skin that had long been broken, maybe this animal skin was originally very exquisite, but now it can only barely cover some parts of the corpse, and the corpse is exposed outside, whether it is the head or limbs, you can see large pieces of rotten sores and rotten flesh, especially its face, only one-third of the rotten flesh on the face, and the remaining two-thirds are all black bones, and to Tang Yao's surprise, if this guy is really a monster who has been dead for thousands of years and resurrected, Then why is its eyeball still intact, although the muscles around the eye have all shrunk and rotted, but the eyeball can still see things.

The old woman shouted excitedly, Tang Yao estimated that she was shouting long live, and many mosquitoes could be seen on the corpse that crawled out of the sarcophagus, these mosquitoes were the insects that had just sucked blood on Tang Yao's body, but now it seemed that the blood sucked was transported to the corpse, and after the blood was delivered, it flew away from the corpse and returned to the old woman's animal skin robe.

The corpse ignored the old woman who was talking loudly, those abrupt eyes stared at Tang Yao, and staggered towards Tang Yao, the stench was getting closer and closer, Tang Yao couldn't move because he was hit by lightning, and now he had to endure the stench emitted by this guy, but he was afraid that he was not stunned by lightning, and this stench alone could stun him.

The corpse walked in front of Tang Yao's eyes, Tang Yao's body finally eased up a little, and he scolded: "Don't get close to me, you monster, get away from me." ”

The old woman in the back showed a hideous look on her face, and shouted to Tang Yao through her skull: "Presumptuous, how great the master is, you are the master of the Eight Desolations, how dare you speak to the master like this if you are just a mortal?" ”

Tang Yao immediately sneered at each other: "Don't fart, return to the Lord of the Eight Desolations, what do you want to do, say!" ”

"The master should have been immortal, but God was jealous of the master's heroic talent, and took back the master's supposed endless life, but the master came up with a way, with the secret art of my clan's blood witchcraft, to recuperate in the tomb for thousands of years, and open the coffin to be reborn when the way of heaven is unknown, but thousands of years are too long, the master's body needs the energy brought by the blood to replenish the vitality, and the blood of ordinary people can replenish too little and too little, the more noble the bloodline, the more powerful the vitality, and I feel the noble bloodline in you, although it is not obvious, but you have traces left by your ancestors. The old woman said.

At this time, the corpse looked down at Tang Yao, slowly bent down, and touched Tang Yao's face with his fingers that were still in a bone state, although Tang Yao felt disgusting but couldn't avoid it, he always felt as if he had become a delicacy in this guy's eyes, which was the same as when he saw braised pork bibimbap in the cafeteria.

"What kind of shit traces of the ancestors, I am just a common man, there is no noble bloodline you said, let me go." Tang Yao shouted loudly.

"The ancestors are dead, and it is normal for descendants not to know their own bloodline, thousands of years have passed in the Eight Desolations, and the great inheritance of the past has long ceased to exist, and it is not surprising that you don't know the source of your bloodline, but I can feel it, the master can also, you have the blood of the Chao clan in your body, after 10,000 years of precipitation, the power of the bloodline is less than one millionth, but it is still much stronger than ordinary people." The old woman spoke.