Chapter 33: The Iron-Faced Corpse

Pan Zi called out to Wang Fatzi, and the two of them forcefully lifted the iron chain blocking the three-layer coffin of the double coffin.

"Let's take the handle, we'll push it away."

Wu Sanxing shouted and motioned for everyone to help.

"Open ......"

The outermost coffin had been opened, and there was another layer inside, with a green light flickering, making it look gloomy in the tomb.

"This thing is Xinjiang tama silk jade, which is very valuable."

Lin Ruochen introduced it, and his face showed a solemn expression.

"If that ancient tree is the first coffin, then the ancient coffin at the moment is the last layer, everyone be careful."

Wu Sansheng motioned to everyone to handle it carefully and not to damage the cultural relics.

"It's a bad thing for you southern faction to fight, this time it depends on the fat master and me."

With a smile on his face, Wang Fatzi stepped forward in person, and his technique was extremely dexterous, opening the ancient coffin.

A jade figurine lay flat in the coffin, its body shimmering, and there was a human skin left by metamorphosis.

"It's alive, and it's in a heartbeat?"

In an instant, A-Ning raised his gun and aimed it at the jade figurine, wanting to pull the trigger and shoot.

"Auntie, it's been two thousand years and you're still alive?"

Fat Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes, feeling that the threatening words were too low-level.

"Shhhhhh

Wu Xie gently stretched out his hand and placed it on the heart of the jade figurine, and he could clearly sense the sound of a balanced heart pulse.

"It is rumored that the jade figurines have the magical effect of making people immortal, it turns out that it is real!"

Wan Yu became curious about this, and her beautiful eyes flashed and were crystal clear.

"It's an old monster again, I don't know how many ways, can the little brother handle it?"

Lin Ruochen felt that eighty percent was going to run away, so he put on a black iron cloak to save people.

"Don't move, your blood is too heavy, and you won't be able to transform into corpses."

Zhang Qiling held the Wujin knife in his hand, walked slowly, lifted it, and prepared to cut it in two, and the first strike was strong.

"Don't cut it, if he's still alive, aren't we guilty of murder?"

Wu Xie reminded innocently and grabbed the little brother's arm.

"Enter my ancient tomb and harm my master, unforgivable......"

At the critical moment, the blue-eyed fox who had just absconded walked out, exuding an infinite demonic aura, terrifying and gloomy.

Behind him, a flock of colorful foxes, each as large as a mad cow, followed.

"Don't be afraid, this jade figurine has shed a layer of skin for five hundred years, and time has long passed.

As long as we work together, we can kill the blue-eyed demon fox in front of us. ”

Wu Sanxing hurriedly shouted, just to stabilize people's hearts, so as not to mess up.

He pulled out his pistol and fired three rounds in a row.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

Three gunshots landed on the blue-eyed demon fox, only splashing sparks and causing no damage.

"Demons and troubled times, should be beheaded."

Zhang Qiling jumped up, swung out the black gold knife, and slashed into the foxes.

"Baby, I won't let you get hurt if I live."

The jade figurines were surging with light, and the yin qi was rich, floating in mid-air, and the entire ancient tomb had undergone great changes.

"Not good, this iron-masked creature is coming back to life?"

Wu Sanxing was shocked and motioned for everyone to retreat, away from the triple coffin.

"If you can't do it, you can run, although the stuffy oil bottle is strong, it may not be able to cope with the situation in front of you?"

A-Ning smiled slightly, and could only pin his last hope on Lin Ruochen.

"Ahh......h

Corpse cockroaches poured in from all directions, hundreds of thousands, or even millions, densely packed and black.

Now, the situation has reached its most dangerous moment.

Lin Ruochen turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation.

"Phew, the bunny ran away again?"

Wang Fatzi's eyes were very bright, and he saw Lin Ruochen fleeing at a glance.

"Bad guy, you can't be a little backbone!"

In this time of crisis, everyone is united to face difficulties and obstacles.

In Wan Yu's memory, she had never seen such a timid and cowardly person.

"If you can run a monk, you can't run the temple, you have to die early and late."

Pan Zi rolled his eyes disdainfully and said.

"The world is always deceived by superficial appearances.

Under all kinds of infamy, calm all turmoil. ”

Lin Ruochen couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, he endured the humiliation!

"It's been two thousand years, and you are the first to deliver a feast of fresh meat."

The jade figurines were completely revived, and the overwhelming yin qi from head to toe was surging, approaching everyone step by step.

Two thousand years ago, the military division of the Lu State was resurrected.

"I'm afraid of a hammer, everyone dies together, and we don't live up to going to the world."

Wang Fatzi laughed loudly, heart-to-heart with everyone, and showed his generosity and pride.

Dense corpse cockroaches crawled and pressed on everyone, in the thousands, ready to eat everyone's corpses.

"Everyone, we meet again, it's really fate, maybe God let Poor Dao rescue you."

The ancient voice of vicissitudes sounded, and the black iron cloak man that Lin Ruochen turned into fell from the sky, carrying his hands behind his back.

"Fantasy Daoist, you can be regarded as here."

Wan Yu greeted happily, as if as long as she saw this person, she had a natural sense of security.

"Strange, every time the little kid disappears, this Mysterious Daoist will come out?"

Hu Yifei had a bold idea.

"What bullshit, this seat will not die for two thousand years, and the gods will die when they descend to earth."

Tie Miansheng raised his hand to seal it, and the yin qi in the sky condensed, turning into a giant palm and shaking the entire ancient tomb.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon: The Flying Dragon is in the Sky."

Lin Ruochen's body slowly floated up, used his soul power, and slapped out a huge dragon with a thick bowl mouth, taking off for nine days.

"Bang Bang ......"

The palm strength was fighting, and the jade iron face was slightly inferior, and was pierced by the soaring dragon, and the yin qi on his body was greatly reduced.

"The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are indeed the first in the world."

After seeing the earth-shattering palm in front of him, Wu Sanxing couldn't help but swallow his saliva, which can be called the power of the palm.

"Try the person's identity once.

Bounce a flash......"

Hu Yi was bold, pinched out two fingers casually, and quickly rushed towards the jade figurines.

"Little girl, your martial arts are good, but you can't hurt the two-thousand-year-old seat."

With a face, the iron mask easily dissolved the bullet and countered Hu Yifei.

The black-and-white hairy claws grasp the top of its snow-white neck, and with a light touch, it will disappear.

"Little Feifei......"

Wan Yu was shocked and looked anxiously at the jade figurines full of yin energy.

"Taoist, you and I don't interfere with the river water, I let this girl go.

All of you must swear by your demons that you will never enter the tomb again. ”

The Iron Mask was extremely jealous of the black iron cloak man in front of him, so he could only make this tentative move.

"Fantasy Daoist, promise him."

Compared with the others, Wan Yu was the first to nod, her face full of anticipation.

"You let her go and hand over the jade figurines.

Poor Dao can not kill you and the demon fox. ”

Lin Ruochen lowered his voice, and the charm of vicissitudes of life was conveyed.

"The jade figurine is the foundation of my life, hand it over, you are letting me die!"

Tie Miansheng's emotions were extremely excited, and he grabbed Hu Yifei's snow-white neck even harder, and there was a trace of blood.

"If you want to force me to comply, I'm sorry you didn't have a choice?"

Lin Ruochen's body was full of lightning, and the iron sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and he struck a blow to his heart, just against the heart of the blue-eyed demon fox.