The hole is unusually narrow. Barely able to accommodate one person. This time it was Huang Zhenmin at the forefront. We slowly climbed down. Climbed for half a minute. We finally came to the third floor of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

The place where we came out was the middle of the roof of a house. I don't know who designed it. Set this entrance on the roof. As soon as I got out of the hole, I fell down all of a sudden. Fortunately, it is only five meters tall. It's not too high. My butt hurt when I fell. Stood up and rubbed his ass while looking left and right.

This room is a square. It's only about a hundred squares. Cobwebs everywhere. And on the four sides of the square stood four large blood-red coffins. There are also many charms painted on the coffin lid. But the color is already very light.

"This place is the third floor. There's no other exit around here. Is this third layer so small?" Wu Zhicong looked at these coffins and asked Huang Zhenmin.

"According to my years of experience in the industry. Maybe the exit is inside this coffin. The first layer is zombies all the time. The second time was a three-headed monster. I don't know what's inside these four coffins." Huang Zhenmin looked at the four coffins with a worried face. I don't blame him for this expression. Although he is very good at tomb robbing. But he's nowhere near as good as us when it comes to ghosts and spirits. It doesn't even work on the ghosts at all. There's no way he's not worried.

Mrs. Hu looked at the four coffins. He frowned slightly and said, "Don't worry too much. There are a few of us here. Ordinary youkai can't hurt you."

I've also taken a rough look at our combat effectiveness now. Now the strongest is Dream Old. Because his strength is not oppressed. Then there is Wu Zhicong. And then it was me. And then there's Mrs. Hu. Mrs. Hu now has two layers of strength left. Two floors. This is a general meaning. No one knows how much. But I think two layers shouldn't be able to beat me. After all, I still have the Nine Star Runes and the Falling Banner Talisman in my bag.

"Squeak."

Suddenly, there was a sound of coffins around us. And then these coffins standing. The lid of the coffin fell with a thud. This house is full of dust and cobwebs. This whole our vision has dropped a lot. The air is also full of dust. I covered my nose and frowned, "What's in there?"

I looked vaguely through the dust at the coffin across from me. Take a closer look. It turned out to be a mummy. Groove. That's right. What a mummy. At this time, the four mummies were standing in the coffin with their hands on their chests, and they did not move.

"What kind of trouble is this Qin Shi Huang going to make? Zombies or something don't matter. Get this mummy out and it." Scolding and scolding. I also took out the Son of Heaven Sword and carefully guarded it.

Third Master Hu shook his head and said, "It's not a mess. There must be a lot of things in this mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang. Although I don't know how he got the mummy-making method. Or maybe this thing isn't a mummy at all. It's just a bit of a look."

"Damn. A few buddies. You'll have to do it later. A complete mummy is worth a lot of money on the market." Wu Zhicong looked at these mummies and was still trying to sell them for money. I glared at him when he said that. Criticized: "What time. I still want money. Can this thing be worth as much as gold? It's better to fight these old knots than to move a few more gold bricks."

Wu Zhicong laughed and said, "Yes. Little Brother Jiu has learned a lesson."

". We're not here to move bricks. Phew. I'm not here to move the gold bricks. Moving gold bricks is just an add-on program." I gave him a blank look. I really admire myself. In this case, you can still have a hippie smile with Wu Zhicong.

And then these mummies. Forehead. Let's call it a mummy for now. All over the body is tied with jet-black bandages. I kept my eyes. Nose. and mouth. Suddenly, the mummies opened their eyes. Their eyes all glow green. At this moment, he staggered towards us.

Something is wrong. So weak.

It's really too weak. Originally, I thought it was very powerful. The mummy across from me slashed down with all my sword as I could. And then the guy just fell apart. Everyone else is in a similar situation. The mummy was broken up in two clicks.

"Isn't it. The First Emperor used this thing to guard the tomb." Wu Zhicong lifted the extremely fast weathered piece of meat on the ground.

Mrs. Hu's face changed. Shaking his head and saying loudly, "Not good. Shut up that coffin."

Mrs. Hu's voice just fell. We saw a mummy swaying outside the door. These four coffin openings are like this. I already knew that this thing was ridiculously weak, so I said, "Master. You're also too careful. Aren't they just mummies? I'll slaughter as much as I want."

Third Master Hu scolded solemnly: "Hurry up and listen to me. This mummy has a quirkiness. There are at least a thousand mummies out there. What's even weirder. When these four mummies died just now, I actually felt four streams of energy fly into the bodies of the other mummies outside."

"It's not a mummy at all. Rather, it is an ancient evil art called soul sacrifice. This sorcery requires a large number of living people. Then a kind of half-corpse that is not a human ghost or a ghost is sacrificed. This half-corpse was weak at first. Ordinary people can also kill. But the weird thing about this magic is that you kill half a corpse every time. The other half-corpses are one point stronger. It's horrible when you end up killing only a half-corpse." Third Master Hu said with a gloomy face: "However, this kind of evil art requires too many people to be sacrificed alive. It was banned during the Yuan Dynasty. I didn't expect to see it in this Qin Emperor's Mausoleum."

"Big brother. We're not here for a tourist. If you see it, you can see it. Is there any solution?" Just now, when Mrs. Hu was speaking, I was already carrying the coffin board to block it. Wu Zhicong. HUANG Zhenmin. Meng Lao also blocked a direction by himself. But outside the door, there was a huge force on the powerful door panel.

I looked at Mr. Hu, who was still gloomy in the middle of the room, and said, "Mr. Hu. Hurry up and find a way. Otherwise, would we just be here to the death? It will be fine for a while. We'll run out of strength later, and they'll come in eventually."

Mrs. Hu didn't answer me. Instead, he shook his head and thought about it. Huang Zhenmin seems to be a little unbearable. He's old after all. And the strength of this half-corpse is not small. He said, "I can't let them in and kill them first." We brought a micro-punch."

After Huang Zhenmin's reminder, we remembered that we still have the matter of micro-chong. If he hadn't reminded us, maybe a few of us would have forgotten. After all, we don't usually have the habit of using guns.

"Good. Just do what Huang Zhenmin said. There's no way around it now. Put some half-corpses in and kill them first. But when their family enters the back, they must be careful. Leave more than four half-corpses at one point."

Now it's only time to kill first and then slowly look for a chance. I'm going to put my back against this entrance first. Then he took out the micro punch from his backpack. After taking the micro punch. Pull away the insurance. Ran two steps forward. The coffin lid behind it fell to the ground with a bang. The half-corpses behind me also followed me to kill their parents, and one by one they screamed and walked inside. I took the slight charge and shot at the half-corpse point at the entrance. But it's not the same thing as it was on TV.

It's common to see people on TV carrying a micro punch. Dashing forward. Then shoot while running. Now I know. TV dramas kill people. It's really not a big problem to carry the weight of this micro rush. But this thing has a lot of recoil. I've only fired fifteen shots. The right hand has been numbed by the recoil. It's hard to imagine the scene of those anti-Japanese heroes on TV rushing forward with machine guns. There are even those who rush with bazookas.

Even stand up and shout two sentences. What I love the people and so on. And then just stand and launch the bazooka. Anyway, if that's the reality. The guy with the bazooka is definitely Superman. A little bullet recoil is so big. Not to mention the bazooka . Under normal circumstances, the recoil of a bazooka can directly dislocate a person's arm. Even more serious.

It's a bit of a stretch. Anyway, I'm holding a gun and shooting at the same time. Feel the pain in your hand while feeling it. It's a really unpleasant feeling. But the effect is also corresponding. The mummies were very fragile in the beginning. Hang one with a gun a little.

We only have three micro-punches in total. Meng Lao and Wu Zhicong are still carrying a handful of each other. And Huang Zhenmin is holding two pistols. But this guy is quite skilled with a pistol. It's also a headshot with one shot. It's nonsense though. Compare that half of the corpse is four or five meters away. You can hit it with your eyes closed.

But slowly it started to get difficult in the back. If you start hitting your body, you'll die. But after we killed about a hundred and a half corpses, we couldn't beat the body. At most, you can only fight apart. But he didn't die. The bones are still crawling towards us. Only a headshot will do. That's when I got it. It seems that these half-corpses will indeed have terrifying strength in the end.

While strafing these half-corpses with a slight rush. I also thought to myself. Later, if the situation is really urgent, it will be calculated with the Five Elements Rune.

After firing two magazines, I took out the only two magazines I had left. We only have thirty rounds per magazine. Now it's basically two magazines. More than two hundred and a half corpses have died. Each of the three of us also has two micropunch magazines in our hands. As well as a dozen magazines for pistols.

I don't know what kind of situation is out there right now. There were so many half-corpses. Speaking of which, Qin Shi Huang really doesn't like to use trap tunnels or something. Or maybe I don't believe in mechanisms or anything like that.

[PS: Today is Kavin. Only one more. It's so uncomfortable that I'm dead. 】