"Giggle......

There was another strange sound in the urn's throat, it sounded terrifying, this time it was noticeably louder than the last time.

If this gurgling sound was the pain and scream of the urn slave, then this time the urn slave was hurt more than before.

But we've completely run out of alcohol on hand.

The urn slave caressed all the alcohol-soaked parts of his body as if he were in great pain.

Just stood in place, so Li Xiaohu made a gesture backwards, and we immediately understood and slowly retreated.

But before we could take a few steps, the urn slave seemed to have discovered the culprit who was causing him pain and was ready to slip away.

"Roar!"

There was an extremely suppressed earth-shattering roar, which shook the entire tomb.

My hands and feet were so cold that I was like a rabbit in the mountains seeing a roaring lion king.

It seems to come from the instinct of the soul, and my whole body trembles involuntarily.

According to common sense, among the poison of the urn slave, the vocal cords should have been useless for a long time, and it is really hard to imagine why it made such a magnificent roar.

"Run!"

I lowered my throat and spat out a word in some horror, and quickly ran towards the depths of the tomb.

The grave road I ran on was the same as the one where the urn slave came, and I don't know where it leads, but I can't do so much now, and it's better to stay where I am than to die in the same direction.

The rest of the people also ran away at this moment.

When I was running, I didn't turn around and make up two shots.

"Bang bang!"

Running in front of me, I could clearly hear the sound of the bullets striking completely changed, except for the dull sound, I could clearly hear the faint sound of breaking into the flesh.

I looked behind me, and saw that many bullets had smashed into the body of the urn slave.

There was also a stream of jet-black blood oozing from the place where it was hit.

Obviously, the hardness of the urn slave's body is far less exaggerated than before.

Although the bullet didn't hurt him too much, it could already hurt him.

The urn slave is different from the zongzi, the urn slave is a kind of thing that has been independently tempered and formed by people who are not human ghosts or ghosts.

The epidermis is extremely hard, and in addition to being highly poisonous, the strength and speed of the body have increased to a realm that humans cannot reach, but the general structure is not much different from that of ordinary people, except that some changes have undergone under the tempering of poison.

The loss of poisonous blood in the urn slave's body will definitely have some kind of effect on the urn slave.

Or in terms of speed or strength, this is different from zongzi, zongzi's body is completely deprived of the function of a living person, and the movement is completely dependent on a breath of resentment.

The physical loss does not have much impact on the zongzi.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that in order to make up for the shortcomings, the skin of the urn slave will be so much harder than that of the zongzi.

If it weren't for the fact that alcohol could dissolve this toxin to a certain extent, I'm afraid that by now, all of us would have died together.

The corners of my mouth hooked slightly, but since it was such a coincidence, it means that God still has mercy on us.

The current urn slave is constantly bleeding poisonous blood, if he continues to chase down, I am afraid that the poisonous blood in his body will really dry up.

Broadly speaking, we are already in a relatively safe state at this point.

The urn slave does not have a high IQ, although compared to the zongzi, the urn slave still has a little bit of consciousness, and some also have the ability to think independently.

But more of them are urn slaves who don't have the ability to think independently.

Soaking in poison for a long time will cause damage to the lobes of people's brains, and many urn slaves do not have any independent thinking ability even after refining successfully.

According to the performance of this urn slave before, it is obvious that it belongs to the urn slave who has no ability to think.

If he had the ability to think, he would not have chased after me at that time, but would have taken the lead in choosing Li Xiaohu, who had no resistance.

As long as you kill them and turn their heads against me, it can't be easier.

This kind of truth is very simple and easy to understand, basically as long as an individual can figure it out, this urn slave can't even think about it, judging from this, it is obvious that he does not have the ability to think independently.

It's also thanks to the lack of the ability to think independently, otherwise, I'm afraid we don't know how many times we've died by now.

If this urn slave gave up the pursuit, and instead jumped out to attack at a critical moment, it would be a real headache.

But now it obviously doesn't have much thinking ability, and if it follows us all the time, it will be consumed by us sooner or later.

I thought about it as I made quick progress towards my goal.

Many bullets hit the urn slave's leg, and even two or three bullets were embedded in the urn slave's leg.

In this way, it greatly affects the ability of the urn slave to move, and it can also make us drop the urn slave not far away.

I don't know how long this tomb road is, even if I used the strong light of the flashlight to adjust to the high beam state, I ran quickly for more than three minutes, and there was still no end in sight.

Although I have seen countless long tombs longer than this, there are also some long tombs that are more than ten times longer than this.

However, the structure of this tomb is supposed to be a tomb passage for internal escape mechanisms, and this kind of tomb passage usually leads from one burial chamber to another burial chamber or to another burial chamber.

Logically speaking, this kind of tomb road should not be very long.

The scene in front of me was a little strange.

The surrounding walls can clearly see traces of craftsmanship, and the things carved on them are all a kind of texture that I don't recognize.

This kind of texture takes an average of one every five meters, about the size of a normal person's palm, and the general shape is a circle, filled with some relatively subtle lines in the middle, which looks quite complicated.

It's kind of like a sign that represents something.

I've never seen this kind of pattern, and to be honest, I've been flipping through some books on the subject almost whenever I have free time since I started in this industry.

There are a lot of contents of this kind of book in my mind.

Although there is no guarantee that the content in it is true, I was born in Luziguang, but it can provide me with some references.

But even in all the books I've read, none of them have written about this pattern.

This pattern is like some kind of mark, which records information about the owner of the tomb, and also symbolizes the identity of the tomb owner.

That's exactly what I didn't know until now.

If you can figure this out, you must also be able to know why the masters in this circle are eager for this tomb.

"Boom!"

As I was thinking, I immediately heard the sound of something banging behind me.

The sound was really not small, it sounded like a weight of one hundred and eighty pounds had been smashed down from a height of about two meters.

"It's down!"