The ghost claws that stretched out from the sarcophagus made the sarcophagus thump.

Where had Cold Blade seen this formation, and stood in place in a panic.

"Zhang Luo, what should I do, how did you get out of the ghost, we didn't touch any organs."

Zhang Luo shrugged helplessly, looked at the bronze coffin, and said, "Who let us move their master!" ”

Zhang Luo had encountered a similar thing before, but at that time, there was his grandfather and a group of masters, but now it was his turn to face it alone.

The ghost thing gradually crawled out of the sarcophagus, and it didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Zhang Luo and the others, and this fear of dying spread in the tomb.

They were dressed in white, and all that was left of their eyes was the kernel of their eyes, their hair was disheveled, their mouths were full of fangs, and their bodies were so foul that they could not distinguish between men and women.

Seeing that the four walking corpses were about to climb up, Han Blade was anxious and rushed up to cut off a ghost head with a knife.

But what happened next made Cold Blade dumbfounded.

The beheaded, walking corpse, turned around, picked up the head, and put it back on.

The other three walking corpses suddenly laughed, and the laughter was terrible, like the approach of death, but they couldn't resist.

Zhang Luo and Han Blade relied on their skills and forcibly beat them back temporarily, but they did not give up, but became more and more fierce.

"Zhang Luo, aren't you very powerful, hurry up and find a way, I don't want to die here" Han Blade was anxious.

"You block it first, I want to see what is in this coffin," Zhang Luo said.

Han Blade took out two knives and said, "I can't hold out for long, you hurry up and find it."

Zhang Luo supported himself with his hand, stood on the bronze coffin, jumped into the bronze coffin, and jumped into the bronze coffin.

The ancient corpse was still panting, Zhang Luo turned it over with his hand, and there was indeed a mystery underneath, which was a coffin cushion woven from pieces of palm-sized ancient gold and jade.

Ancient gold jade, gold with jade, jade with gold, exudes a blood-red light, and the whole is purple-blue.

This ancient gold and jade is rare in the world, and it is even more difficult to use it to weave a jade pad, coupled with the pattern of this tomb, it has actually formed this kind of dragon vein that can rejuvenate the ancient corpse.

Zhang Luo pulled out the entire ancient gold jade pad with his hand, and there was a sudden click on the top of his head, triggering something, revealing a long box.

The cold blade next to him has now been beaten to the side of the coffin, these four walking corpses are invulnerable, not tired, no matter how good the cold blade kung fu is, it can't stand them from fighting like this.

"His grandmother's, Zhang Luo, have you done a good job, Lao Tzu is dying."

Zhang Luo got the ancient gold jade pad, and with the power of the bronze coffin, he jumped up and took down the box exposed on it.

"It's in the block for a few minutes, and it'll be fine right away," Zhang Luo said.

Seeing that the walking corpse was coming to him, Cold Blade didn't do such a terrible deal, and immediately flashed to the side.

Zhang Luo, who was standing on the coffin, opened the long box, and suddenly burst out of a burst of breath, a very strong killing aura.

Inside is an ancient sword, carved with dragon patterns, which is very exquisite.

"Good guys".

Zhang Luo was beaming with pride, when he was suddenly grabbed by the walking corpse and fell into the coffin.

There was a snoring sound in the coffin, and the four walking corpses suddenly stopped attacking and stood motionless beside the coffin, as if they had been hooked.

Zhang Luo didn't fall lightly this time, but fortunately, there was this corpse at the bottom, so it was not a big deal.

The ancient corpse that Zhang Luo was pressing, I don't know when, actually opened his eyes and stared at it.

Zhang Luo stood up with a carp, and the ancient corpse in the coffin suddenly stretched out his hands and pulled Zhang Luo into the coffin, and at the same time, the four walking corpses lifted the coffin lid and closed it, and then stood stiffly in place.

"Zhang Luo".

All this happened suddenly, and Han Blade, who was standing on the side, was overwhelmed.

It came so suddenly, no one expected that the thing in the coffin would come to life.

Han Blade looked nervous, and suddenly took off his shirt, revealing the unloading armor.

As the saying goes: Heavenly officials have seals, gold touches have charms, moving mountains has skills, and unloading mountains has armor.

Since ancient times, Xieling Lux has been regarded as the ancestor of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, and his strength is infinite, and he is good at digging tombs.

Han Blade held a knife in his hand and rushed over, with the protection of the Removal Armor, and he was afraid that these walking corpses would not succeed.

The four walking corpses suddenly didn't know what was wrong, and no matter how the cold blade slashed and killed, they didn't react at all.

The bronze coffin closed by itself, and the corpse gas inside sealed the coffin lid, and the external force could not open it, even if it was the cold blade of the unloading wrestler, he could not do anything, and he stood aside like ashes.

"I'm not human, I shouldn't have gone down just now, if I didn't go down, I was resisting, you wouldn't have an accident, I'm sorry, Zhang Luo."

There was a constant noise in the bronze coffin, and the cold blade was also cutting with a knife outside, although it was useless, but at least it made him feel better.

A strange scream suddenly came out of the bronze coffin, it was the sound of an ancient corpse, and the cold blade collapsed weakly.

"Could it be, is Zhang Luo really?"

With a bang, the lid of the coffin was lifted to the side, and black gas was bubbling from the coffin.

A half-naked man jumped out, his eyes were blood-red, the tattoo on his chest had turned purple-black, there were many scratches on his body, and he was holding an ancient sword tightly in his hand, which was full of blood.

Seeing Zhang Luo standing safely next to him, the heart that was hanging from the cold blade finally fell.

"Zhang Luo, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Luo's mouth, and he said lightly: "Joke, just an ancient corpse, what can I do?" ”

Han Blade walked towards the bronze coffin that had been overturned by Zhang Luo, and found that the ancient corpse inside had been dismantled by Zhang Luo, and it was no longer in shape.

Han Blade was looking at Zhang Luo's appearance, and his heart became frightened, feeling that the person in front of him was not Zhang Luo.

"Zhang Luo, are you okay, what are you doing?"

After saying that, Han Blade wanted to touch the tattoo with his hand.

Zhang Luo's face suddenly changed, and he said, "Bold! ”

Before the cold blade could react, he was punched aside by Zhang Luo, but fortunately he had the protection of the Jieling armor, but he just spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"You, you're crazy, Zhang Luo."

Zhang Luo put the sword into the sheath and said with a smile: "Zhang Luo? Do you think I'm like? ”

Cold Blade should have known that Zhang Luo couldn't fight the ancient corpse, and he must have been possessed to become this ghost.

"You're not Zhang Luo, you're the body of this ancient corpse?"

After hearing this, Zhang Luo flew over and kicked the cold blade to the foot of the wall again.

Zhang Luo's eyes became angry, as if someone had touched his bottom line.

"Ancient corpses? He is also worthy, what is the identity of the deity, how can he possess it?"

Han Blade felt extremely stuffy in his chest at this time, and he was almost out of breath, if he wasn't possessed by an ancient corpse, there was only one possibility, to fall into the demon.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Luo put his hands behind his back and jumped next to the cold blade in an instant.

"I'm Zhang Luo."

Cold Blade looked at his blood-red eyes and evil expression, where else did he look like a person.

"Come on, who are you, what did you do to Zhang Luo?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed through the tomb, Zhang Luo became vigilant, and jumped to the platform where the coffin was placed with the ancient sword in his hand.

"For the sake of his face, today the deity will spare you from death, if you are offending the deity, I will slaughter you and unload the mountain full of doors."

After hearing this, Han Blade didn't react, only to see a black shadow with blood-red eyes appear in the tomb and fight with Zhang Luo.