The so-called ghost pot is a kind of burial method in ancient times, and it is also a means set up by the twilight lord to prevent his mausoleum from being destroyed by tomb robbers.

Boys and girls born in the lunar calendar were raised in earthen urns that could be stuffed into adult-sized urns, and at the time of burial, the urns were filled with mercury and sealed.

Born in the lunar calendar, the innate yang energy is already weak, and then live in the dark urn that does not see the light of day all day long, the congenital resentment is soaring, and finally the mercury is poured and sealed in the urn, and the probability of raising dirty things is amazing.

Because this method is too yin and damaged, it hurts the heavens and harms the heavens, and very few people use it, except for some people who have evil qi on their bodies and can suppress the ghost pot, such as generals, people slaughter, and no one dares to use the ghost pot.

"The General's Tomb? That's the trouble. ”

Rubbing his eyebrows with his hand, Ye Zitao smiled bitterly.

In ancient times, the situation was chaotic, and what general did not have hundreds of lives under his hands?

is the most famous white god, who killed 400,000 soldiers in the first war, and the blood and evil qi wrapped around his body have been able to channel the gods during the day, and ten thousand ghosts have been cleared.

These generals have fought all their lives, and few of them can die right, almost all of them die horizontally, and there are even fewer whose bodies are intact.

When the general is buried, he is generally suppressed with a bronze coffin to prevent the corpse from changing, and this kind of corpse with evil on the body often turns into something extremely fierce, such as a bloody corpse and a corpse.

"Giggles, let's play!"

A strange laugh came from the door of the tomb, everyone's bodies stiffened, turned their heads to look, the door didn't know when to show half of their faces, miserable white, as if the face was coated with thick white rouge, there were no eyeballs in the eyes, only a black hole hole in the eye sockets, looking straight at everyone.

As if noticing everyone's gaze, the half of the grimace flickered, retracted into the darkness, and a fluctuating voice came from outside the door: "Let's play hide and seek........."

The voice sounded like a child, but it came out of the tomb, and it made people feel weird.

"Zitao........." Ye Jibai frowned and looked at Ye Zitao, and said in a deep voice: "I can't sense the rune array under the cloth, and I don't know when the connection was cut off." ”

"I don't have any contact with the Dao Talisman either." Ye Zitao's face sank like water, and the psychic will have a special connection with the Dao talisman he makes, because he uses his own essence blood and yang energy, which is why the psychic will make the Dao talisman by himself.

Using other people's Dao talismans, no matter how powerful the Dao talismans are, they can only exert six or seven percent of their power.

"The graveyard has changed!" Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly pointed to the tomb outside, and her face was ugly.

I don't know when blood-red symbols appeared on the blue bricks of the tomb outside, exuding blood-red light like a heartbeat, making the tomb also become a strange blood-red, as if it was soaked in blood.

"Come play with me." A voice suddenly came from behind everyone, and everyone was shocked, even Ye Zilong, who had no expression on his face, was soaked in cold sweat on his forehead, and his fingers clenched the spear.

I saw a door on the wall behind me I don't know when a door appeared, and the strange child's face just now was revealed behind the door.

"Juniors come behind us! Zilong! Count white! Dongsheng! Let's take a look at each of them! Ye Zitao shouted, and his body was full of momentum, like King Kong angry eyes, and the divine ape roared.

In the tomb, Ye Zitao, Ye Dongsheng, Ye Zilong, and Ye Jibai each faced a wall, protecting Qin Yu and the others behind them.

On each of the four walls, a door had appeared at this time, and there was a different scene behind the door.

Behind the door facing Ye Zitao is the tomb road, and the blue bricks on the tomb road are engraved with blood-red symbols, flashing with light.

The tomb door that Ye Zilong faced was pitch black, even the light of the Dao Fu could not shine in, and he could faintly see a black mist rolling behind the door, and it was this strange black mist that swallowed all the light.

Behind the door of the tomb door that Ye Dongsheng faced was a tomb road leading in a straight line to the darkness, and in the darkness where the light of the Dao Fu could not illuminate, a pair of green and faint eyes appeared, staring at the people in the tomb, roaring and crawling uneasily.

The tomb door facing Ye Jibai was facing away from Ye Zitao, and there was also a tomb road behind the door, as if parallel to the blood rune tomb road, and a short figure ran by from time to time behind the door, and bursts of children's laughter came out, as if they were chasing and playing.

Besieged! When was this?

Everyone looked solemn, and they all couldn't understand how this tomb had changed.

They had been standing here for only five minutes, and the strangeness in the tomb began to appear one by one, as if waiting for them.

"Uncle Zitao! You have to choose a passage, and the top of the chamber is descending! Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke in a hurried tone, keeping his eyes fixed on the wall above his head.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, looked up, and found a difference after careful observation, the top of this tomb did begin to fall, originally when they came in, the top of this tomb was more than a meter above their heads, but now it is less than a meter, and it is getting closer and closer, and almost can reach out and touch it.

Ye Zilong shouted, and put a shot on the top of the tomb, the muscles of his hands bulged, and he pushed up hard.

The falling tomb did stop, but it did not have the slightest tendency to be pushed back, and it just stood still above everyone's heads.

Ye Zilong's forehead was bruised, his teeth were clenched, the qi and blood on his body were tumbling in bursts, and a sound like a wave came out, obviously he had exhausted all his strength.

Ye Zilong couldn't hold on for long, and he had to choose a passage to get out of the tomb as soon as possible!

Ye Zitao looked around at the four tomb gates, and said in a hurried tone: "Go to the door of the East Ascending Guard, quickly!" ”

Everyone rushed in, and only Ye Zilong was still staring at the top of the tomb.

"Zilong, come here! We'll help you keep your back! Ye Jibai looked at the rest of the tomb gate monsters that were about to move on three sides, and took out a array disk in his hand.

Zheng~~~

Ye Zilong began to step forward, the spear in his hand rubbed against the top of the tomb, bursting out bursts of sparks, and the tip of the spear left a deep mark on the blue brick on the top of the tomb, almost breaking the whole brick.

"Come play with me!" Behind the tomb door, a thin child figure walked out, running towards Ye Zilong, his hands outstretched, as if to hug him tightly.

"Look for death!" Without waiting for Ye Jibai to launch the array, Ye Zitao had already taken a step, and a black gas appeared in his hand, shooting towards the child like an arrow, so fast that he couldn't see it clearly.

Almost as soon as the arrow appeared, the ghost child who ran out had already screamed and flew out, with a large transparent hole in his body, as if it had been pierced by a blow from something.

Wisps of black gas escaped from the hole, and the ghost child screamed and fled into the black mist, and as soon as it entered the mist, its sound stopped abruptly and disappeared completely abruptly.