Chapter Forty-Seven: The Dragon King's Transit

Hou San used the technique of inviting immortals to destroy the murderous corpses in the tomb, but a few of us didn't dare to stay in this tomb for too long.

Inviting immortals not only causes a great physical burden on the person who invites immortals, but also has a certain time limit. The state of Huang Erjie's possession can only last for an hour, if we are still trapped in the ancient tomb after an hour, then it will really be called heaven and earth, and the immortal Buddha will be difficult to save.

But the only way for us to retreat now is the passage paved with rotting corpses, and now that Second Sister Huang is on the side, the living corpses in the tomb will not pose much of a threat to us.

I leaned on the side of the tomb door and listened for a while, only to feel that the movement outside the tomb door was much smaller than just now, so I pushed the tomb door open with Gehr, and the stench of burning and rotting corpses made people nauseate again and again.

In addition to the countless charred corpses in front of the door, hundreds of decomposing corpses lay in the narrow passages. These corpses, which had never decayed, were now crawling with a thick layer of fat maggots.

"The eye of the corpse field has been broken." Hou San turned his face and glanced at me, his expression was a little complicated: "There are still masters among the people who came with you, and the remaining two Yin relatives and murderous corpses were destroyed, and now that the pattern of the corpse raising ground has been broken, I am afraid that the things that are pressed in the ground will be released." ”

Hou San said such a paragraph very abruptly, and I was slightly stunned when I heard it.

What does it mean to have a master? Aren't everyone else dead? Who but us has the ability to destroy the remaining two corpses?

Before I could ask Hou San what he meant by this, he suddenly heard a crackling sound of the surrounding tomb bricks, countless cracks collapsed along the wall, and the entire tomb chamber shook with it.

I can't say it in my heart, this tomb is already in disrepair, and it is deep in the stratum, and now the leylines have collapsed, and countless gravel has fallen on the top of the head, once the top of the tomb collapses, all of us will be buried in the ground as cans, and there is still a life?

While pushing away the rubble and dust falling above my head, I beckoned a few people to squeeze into the bronze coffin, and the possessed Hou Sanli was extremely powerful, and one person could close the lid of the coffin. The four of us pushed and squeezed into the coffin, although it was easy to be buried alive by hiding here, but we would not be smashed into meatloaf by falling rocks.

Countless stones fell, smashed on the bronze coffin and rattled, and the sound in the bronze coffin was infinitely amplified, stirring people's hearts and livers, and all internal organs were about to be shattered. I shouted for them to open their mouths wide and cover their ears so that they didn't get knocked through their eardrums. But my voice was drowned out by cathartic rubble, and my ears were filled with the roar of stones against bronze, and I couldn't hear anything beside me.

Hou San in front of him seemed to be shouting something with his mouth open, but I couldn't hear it clearly, he could only let me tell by word by mouth: "Dragon ~ King ~ Crossing ~ Realm, No~ Escape~ Just ~ Die ......"

I'm not sure if I understood what Hou San said, does the kind of scale worm that only exists in myths and legends really exist?

Before I could react, I felt that the ground above my head and the bronze coffin lid were torn apart by a huge force, and the muffled thunderous sound hit head-on, and I felt like someone had punched me in the chest, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

But at the moment when the lid of the coffin was lifted, a wisp of cool air soaked into the heart, and although it was still pitch black around, the outlines of several houses were faintly visible not far away. In the midst of unknown chaos, we escaped from the tomb by mistake. I didn't have time to think about what kind of monster had the strength to tear open the ancient tomb in an instant, and release the four of us by mistake, and now was not the time to think about these things, and I didn't hesitate to crawl out of the coffin.

Among the four of us, Geer and Hou San were in a good situation, the two of them supported the semi-unconscious Luo Xiaomin on the left and right, and ran to the village in a panic. And above us, wisps of light rain are falling, falling on our bodies and faces, drawing dark red water trails. Geer and I were puzzled, but we didn't ask, because Hou San was more anxious than us, and he hurriedly took us to the village to escape, just to find a house to avoid the blood rain.

In other words, this unknown blood rain is more terrifying than the ghosts hidden in Tangjiazhuang!

And just as we were fleeing for our lives, the mountain behind us continued to collapse, countless small rubbles fell, and it seemed that some huge living creature was struggling to drill out of the net from the ground. Hou San shielded the rocks above his head and beckoned Gehr and me to follow along.

I don't know how long it took us to finally rush into a courtyard and hide in a house that looked fairly sturdy, only then did we notice that our feet had been blurred by the sharp gravel, and all four of us were short of breath, and one heart seemed to be about to jump out of the throat, and there was no strength left in the whole body. Just close your eyes and die, I can't run anymore.

After a while, the roar around me finally quieted down, and I asked Gehr, "What time is it?" ”

Geer glanced at the tactical watch on his wrist and replied weakly: "It's already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, hey, we have all escaped from the ancient tomb, why is it still so dark." ”

"The dragon king crosses, the black clouds are overwhelming, the old dragon doesn't leave, and it won't dawn this day."

As soon as Hou San's words fell, a huge thunderclap exploded not far from the door, shaking the ground for a while. Looking in the direction that Hou San was staring at, outside the door, a white mist was entangled, pressing heavily around the courtyard, so that everything outside the courtyard was a little unclear, and only a few vague figures could be seen in the turbid fog.

The number of these figures is still increasing, densely stacked, and slowly becoming clear. They looked thin and small, with only a skeleton of flesh and skin clinging to them, and a large cloud of gray-white smoke erupted from their throats as soon as their mouths opened. They opened their mouths wide and screamed inaudibly at us in the room, but they were too afraid of the barrier to approach it. I could only look in from the outside of the yard, twisting my neck and smashing the barrier with my withered branch-like hand, bang bang bang bang

"What's that?" But before I finished speaking, I figured it out, who else could be so resentful? These resentful souls in front of me are all dead souls who died in Tangjiazhuang.

Another flash of lightning flashed overhead, Hou San's face became extremely solemn, and the turquoise pupils were surging, he quietly glanced at a few of us, and said: "Please immortal can only maintain half a stick of incense again, with me, this world can still help you resist for a while." But when the time to invite immortals arrives later, you four juniors will have to carry it with your lives. ”