If that thing is not mistaken, there is a good chance that it is an urn slave.

Although I haven't seen an urn slave who actually leaves the urn jar, but judging by the characteristics it shows, there is a chance that it will not be able to run.

There is nothing wrong with the urn slave, like the zongzi, with infinite strength, and under the tempering of the poison, the skin of the epidermis on the body has long since changed to a normal color.

This is a color that has been poisoned by a hundred poisons.

Now it's really troublesome!

My face is hard to see, if it is a zongzi, with the bronze ancient knife and gluttonous pattern, maybe I can still fight, plus the other people in the team, it can't be said that there is no probability of survival.

However, in the face of urn slaves, the role of bronze ancient knives and gluttonous patterns is already minimal.

Almost all of them stood on the spot, faintly audible the sound of upper and lower teeth colliding.

There was no whites in the urn slave's eyeballs, as if they were stained with ink, and the whole eyeball was black and shiny.

Just looking at it, it makes people's hearts numb unconsciously.

"Shoot!" Li Xiaohu's throat tightened, his voice trembled a little, and he had a feeling of lack of confidence.

Bang bang.....

Everyone fought fiercely, and then a series of gunshots rang out, and the fire of the muzzles made the entire burial chamber flicker, and it was impossible to count how many bullets had hit the urn slave.

Li Xiaohu prepared a lot of bullets for everyone, as many as 100 rounds, like this obviously dangerous situation, the bullets naturally hit outward as if they didn't need money.

"Ding Ding Ding...."

When all these bullets hit this urn slave, my pupils immediately shrank, and the bullets did not work as well as they should.

When the bullet collided with the urn slave in front of him, there was a crisp metallic sound.

The sound was not the same as the sound I had heard attacking zongzi before.

Although the previous zongzi were also invulnerable, the sound coming from them was similar to the sound of metallic symphony, but it sounded far less crisp.

Whether it is a gun or a compound crossbow, hitting the body of the zongzi, in addition to the sound of metal symphony, there is also a hint of dullness, more like hitting the metal covered with animal skin, mixed with half of the dullness.

However, the sound of the bullet hitting the urn slave was like a real hit on an iron block.

This shows one thing, the surface hardness of this urn slave far exceeds the zongzi we saw before.

"Guns don't work! Damn, what the hell is this! ”

The damn smell was already making my head a little groggy.

I vaguely heard a frightened shout from someone, and I was about to open my mouth in response, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt a strong smell of blood in my throat, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood is somewhat blackened, apparently not the color of normal blood.

Before I knew it, I felt like my body was on fire, and I felt terrible.

What a heavy toxicity!

I'm afraid that just the moment my back was pressed against the wall, I was already poisoned.

I half-squinted my eyes, and it was obvious that my vision had become unusually blurry, and I could no longer see the urn slave approaching in the distance.

And as the urn slave gets closer and closer, he can also feel that the symptoms of poisoning on his body are getting worse and worse.

"Ahem....."

It wasn't just me, but I could faintly hear the coughing of others in the blur, as if something was blocking my throat.

I could smell a fishy smell all around, the smell of some blackened blood in my mouth.

As my eyes became fascinated, I was able to see a little more clearly.

All of them had a slightly purple face, which was obviously a symptom of poisoning, and there was a trace of black blood on the corner of their mouths.

I glanced at my palm, and even my palm was black.

If this is the benchmark, I am probably the deepest poisoned of these people.

Even the ones under my feet were so soft that I felt like I couldn't stand.

Finished!

My heart sank, I'm afraid I'm really going to fold here.

This thing has not even touched our body, and it has already made us suffer such a serious poisoning reaction, once we really get by, I am afraid that just a light touch is enough to make us instantly turn into ashes under the poison.

My whole body trembled involuntarily, not only because of the pain of the poisoning, but also because of the chill in my heart.

Things have come to such a point that it seems that all the people have lost the ability to resist, whether it is Li Xiaohu who is smiling fiercely, or Yi Qiu, who I can't see the slightest origin.

"Whew...."

The urn slave walked with heavy steps, one step at a time, and each step made a loud noise that echoed through the chamber, accompanied by the sound of something cracking.

What was cracked was the slab of stone under the feet of the urn slave.

I sat down on the ground as if my whole body had been drained, and I couldn't even move a finger.

The gluttonous tattoo has no reaction at all, it seems to be like an ordinary tattoo, and there is no magic in it.

It seems that this gluttonous pattern really has no way to do anything for this urn slave.

"Don't panic, although this poison is powerful, it's not that there is no solution, if you panic first, that's a dead end!"

Li Xiaohu opened his mouth and roared, and the moment he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his voice was lowered, and he spoke to all the people present.

There was a wry smile on the corner of my mouth, which was all about comfort.

This toxin is so terrible that just a long distance is enough to poison all of us.

Once it gets closer, then the poison may be enough to kill in an instant.

Even if this urn slave is still a little far away from us now, the toxin has reached a very difficult point.

Even if the poison in us does not continue to worsen, I am afraid it will not last long.

"Yiqiu, take out all the things!" Seeing that everyone was unresponsive, Li Xiaohu roared on the side.

My eyeballs were a little hot and tingling, and when I touched them, I noticed that there was an extra pool of black blood on my hands.

Poisonous blood was gradually oozing from the corners of my eyes, apparently to the extent that the poison had been deepened.

My heart jumped suddenly, and now it seems that Li Xiaohu is not bluffing, but there should indeed be a solution.

At this juncture, there is no need for repeated bluffs.

Yi Qiu trembled his hands and took out a black box from the hiking bag on his back.

The black box was carved with strange patterns, which looked quite strange.

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity on the lines on this, as if I have seen it somewhere.

The moment the box was taken out, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security, and I don't know if it was my delusion, but the consciousness that had become a little blurry under the contamination of the toxin was clear again.