Chapter 122: Shoulder to shoulder with the Sanqing Patriarch
At the beginning, this general disappeared out of thin air overnight, with thousands of henchmen.
The officers and soldiers searched for half a month, but they did not see anyone, and finally they had to give up.
Luo Fan looked at this underground palace carefully, and there was a sense of grandeur comparable to the Jinluan Palace, and none of the ghosts had fallen, which was very shocking.
"God, this place, as the legend goes, is an underground palace! It is said that this general has collected all the Taoist scriptures, is it also true? ”
Luo Fan's mouth twitched when he saw the ghost Taoist's heart.
Ignoring the ghost Taoist who frantically searched for the classics, Luo Fan looked around.
Sure enough, soon, Luo Fan found that the floor tiles directly above the throne were empty.
He kicked over the throne, and before he could knock on the floor tiles, he heard the sound of Suo Suo below, and the screams of nothingness.
"Hey, you don't have long eyes, can you throw this thing around?"
"I'm grass your sister, who are you scolding?"
“……”
"What's the situation?" The ghost Taoist priest didn't look for the treasure house anymore, and looked at Luo Fa in astonishment.
The corners of Luo Fan's mouth cramped, and he had already heard the voice of the Qingxu Daoist.
Another drop of blood broke the seal, Luo Fan was a little distressed, although this high-level seal was complicated, but there was enough time, he could also break it, but unfortunately, the sky was going to be turned upside down below, and there was no time!
With a bang, the special floor tiles were stomped and shattered, and the noise below suddenly quieted down, and countless eyes looked up at Luo Fan.
"Master, you're finally here!"
After adapting to the light, Qingxu Daoist was so excited that he almost cried, and jumped up directly, almost hanging on Luo Fan.
Luo Fan pulled it and threw it away, and there were still fragments of rotten flesh hanging on the body, which was very disgusting.
Behind him, several people jumped up with brushes, all wearing Taoist robes, and all of them had merit points on their faces.
Luo Fan glanced at the dark and steaming cavern behind him, and couldn't help but shake his head.
These half-hung Taoist priests are quite bold, with their mid-level and low-level Taoist methods, in this kind of corpse smell that even the ghost Taoist priests are constantly frowning and looking jealous, they can still survive, it is really thanks to their merits.
Otherwise, they would have become food for those things below!
"Where's the old thief?"
The Qingxu Daoist took off his robe and trembled vigorously, wanting to shake off the carrion residues.
Hearing this, a look of resentment!
"Not to mention that thief, he led us into the ancient tomb, closed the mechanism of the middle gate, and hid in the main tomb chamber himself, causing us to almost all die inside!"
"How can this be reasonable, today, there is still such a thief? This Taoist leader must clean the portal for the Daomen! ”
The ghost Taoist priest indiscriminately put the Taoist classics into the Taoist bag he carried with him, and jumped into the cave more excitedly than Luo Fan with a righteous face.
All the Taoist priests looked at each other, where did this ghost Taoist come from, and he was ashamed to clean the door? You are so awesome, why don't you go to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the three ancestors?
That dragon Dao chief is already intermediate, comparable to a master, okay!
took in everyone's heart, but An Luofan didn't bother to explain.
This group of second-class people, together they don't go to Maoshan Ghost Taoist to slap them, and they are still twittering here.
Not bothering to pay attention to them, Luo Fan also jumped in.
Qingxu Daoist was stunned, and he also rushed down, being regarded as a fool by other Taoist priests.
"Look, there's a room full of books and magic weapons!"
A sharp-eyed one discovered the treasure trove, and immediately threw Luo Fan and them out of the clouds.
Immediately, two more people rushed over, leaving only two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, who were entangled in place for a long time before they sighed and jumped into the cave.
"Death is death, you can't let evil poison creatures!"
The old Taoist priest looked embarrassed, looking like a strong man who would never return, and Luo Fan, who looked at it, almost kicked him back.
In the cave, it is actually a bluestone floor, although I can't see my five fingers, but I take out my mobile phone to illuminate it one by one, and I can see it very clearly.
On the ground, the stumps and severed limbs of some corpses, like the scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, were all over the place, and they were still twitching, as if they wanted to assemble themselves.
"Come on, don't smoke it, just a little minced meat, even if you are given a tailor, you can't sew it."
Luo Fan stepped on half of his head in a moment.
"Ding, the terror from Dead Guard One, experience plus 500."
"Ding, Dead Guard No. 2 trembles with fear and despair, and the experience points are increased by 500."
“……”
"It's okay, a fourth-level corpse."
Luo Fan nodded with a smile, although it was a little weaker, but this kind of low-level corpse guard was better than a large number, and if he walked around, he should be able to contribute a lot of experience points to him.
Going out of the ancient tomb, it's almost time to upgrade again, and Luo Fanle blossomed.
A group of scattered dead guards, almost scared to death again.
What's going on with this guy? Why is it so excited to see them, like weasels seeing chickens?
Wherever Luo Fan passed, even the stumps and broken bones were gone, and they were all trampled into meat sauce.
What frightened the dead guards even more was that Luo Fan didn't have any meat sauce on his feet, as if it wasn't this devil who stepped on them!
"Qingxu Daoyou, who is this little Daoist?" The old Taoist priest pulled a handful of Qingxu, and he couldn't speak in shock.
Fourth-level dead corpses, although they are not as strange and ferocious as fourth-level zombies, they are definitely comparable to second-level peak zombies and third-level ghosts.
Unexpectedly, they used all their strength to eat milk before, and they barely chopped up these dozen dead corpses, in front of Luo Fan, they were like dolls, vulnerable?
Luo Fan went to the bar, all the dead bodies were trampled on, and after sending them on the road, he continued to walk deeper into the cave.
This is also a Yongdao, and, the scale is not lower than the previous Yongdao in the underground palace, the only strange thing is that this Yongdao, every ten meters, a stone door will appear.
Finally, the stone door had been closed, and behind the stone door, there was a constant sound of banging.
"Master, there should be no less than twenty dead bodies in the stone door at the back." Qingxu Dao Chang was a little flustered.
"Since there is an exit in the dungeon, why don't we leave directly from the dungeon, go around to the entrance of the ancient tomb, and go in to kill the dragon by surprise?"
Luo Fan glanced at Qingxu and immediately knew from his mind where the entrance to the ancient tomb was.
"Not necessarily!"
Just kidding, the entrance to the ancient tomb is actually at the other end of the dragon riding ditch!
You must know that this used to be a river, and although it was a small stream, it also stretched for countless miles.
The organs of the stone gate are all on this side, Luo Fan kicked the mechanism open, and the stone gate immediately rumbled.
As soon as he turned a slit, more than a dozen hands reached through the slit.
Luo Fan's seven-star Longquan sword waved, and it fell to the ground, another wave of experience points.
"Friends over here, get high!"
"The audience here, dance along!"
Just as Qingxu was polishing his eyes and preparing to watch Luo Fan kill in all directions, a rumbling music sounded from the underground palace above his head.
A few crazy toe sounds, like a string of fields, drilled into the ears of several Taoist priests.