Chapter 31: It's really made of mud
The speed at which Zhang Luo took out the sword was beyond the scope of the cold blade, it was too fast, and it was unclear to tell the difference between the unsheath and the sheath.
The black shadow was not weak, and it blocked Zhang Luo's more than ten moves in a row, but it was only slightly inferior.
I saw Zhang Luo jump, jumped onto a platform in the tomb, leaned down, shook the blade of the sword, and stabbed straight towards the black shadow.
The black shadow dodged, it thought that it had dodged this sword, but it never thought that this was a sword shadow, and the real ancient sword was stabbing at it, and it had no way out.
Wow
The black shadow was stabbed against the wall by a sword, and Zhang Luo gradually approached it.
The voice suddenly echoed in the tomb: "Cold Blade, take advantage of the moment, hit the back of my head with something, quickly."
"Huh?"
Cold Blade looked dazed, whose voice?
Han Blade looked left and right, and the only person in the tomb was Zhang Luo, who was not a human or a ghost in front of him.
Han Blade got up and picked up a knife, he had used a knife since he was a child, the knife was like his hand, he was sure to hit Zhang Luo in the back of the head with the hilt.
Zhang Luo was still curiously looking at the black shadow that he had stuck in the wall with his sword, but he didn't know that a knife flew from behind him, hitting the back of the head directly, and he was instantly confused and fell down.
As soon as Zhang Luo fell, the sword on the wall seemed to lose its power, and the black shadow seemed to sense that the sword qi was much weaker, so he struggled desperately and escaped.
When Zhang Luo woke up, he was lying in a sarcophagus.
"Cold Blade, Cold Blade, let Lao Tzu out".
The cold blade next to the sarcophagus heard that Zhang Luo was awake, and immediately pressed the lid of the coffin desperately, saying that he couldn't let this demon out.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
When Zhang Luo heard this, he instantly became angry, Lao Tzu is such a big living person who is locked in a coffin by you, and it is difficult to become a ghost if you don't want to.
"Why do you say I'm a human or a ghost?"
When Han Blade heard it, hey, he would scold his mother, it didn't seem to be the thing just now.
"I'll say first, let you out, don't kill me."
Zhang Luo's face was impatient, what could not be killed.
"Hurry up, suffocate Lao Tzu."
After Zhang Luo came out, Han Blade told him what had just happened completely, but Zhang Luo heard it in a fog, as if he didn't do it himself.
"Why does Lao Tzu feel like a world away, I don't remember these at all," Zhang Luo said.
I do have an ancestral tattoo on my body, but you say that your eyes have become blood-red and you have an evil look, which makes you unacceptable.
Han Blade took off his coat and let Zhang Luo take a good look.
After Zhang Luo saw the Jieling Jia, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Is it really so powerful, can you be beaten into internal injuries through the Jieling Jia?" ”
Zhang Luo does have a peerless kung fu that is a descendant of alchemy, but if you want to say that across the ancestral treasure of the four major families, the Lingling Armor, and beating people into internal injuries, this is a bit nonsense, even if your grandfather can't do it.
Han Blade described Zhang Luo's appearance to him just now, and Zhang Luo's expression was still half-convinced.
Zhang Luo said: "Let's not talk about these first, I am slowly sorting out after I go out, and the most important thing at the moment is how to get out."
"Also, we can't be stuck here forever," Hanblade replied.
Zhang Luo turned around and touched the Diting tattoo on his chest, which had turned purple and black, it seemed that this guy couldn't wait.
Alchemy peeps into the heavens, how could Zhang Luo not know what was in his body, but he couldn't make it clear to outsiders, if it was leaked, it would not cause endless disasters to others, and it would also make him irreversible.
Zhang Luo looked at the ancient sword in his hand, the sheath is the body of the dragon, the handle is the fire phoenix, and the body of the sword is a unicorn, combined with the three divine beasts, this sword is amazing!
The tomb had been made a mess by Zhang Luo and the black shadow just now, Zhang Luo recalled the black shadow that Han Blade said just now, and couldn't help but thank him in his heart.
"Cold Blade, did you see where that black shadow ran just now?" Zhang Luo asked.
The place where this dark shadow fled is most likely an exit.
"It's strange to say, when you didn't come in before, you said that you had seen a pair of blood-red eyes, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but there is indeed this thing, it is this black shadow" Han Blade said.
Zhang Luo was helpless, asked you this, and you answered that.
"What I ask you is, where has this dark shadow gone?"
Han Blade pointed to a wall next to the bronze coffin and said, "Go to the wall, can you still dig this wall open?" Thinking too much".
Zhang Luo said: "Do you know what this black shadow is?" ”
“?” Chill Blade.
"This black shadow is the legendary succubus, living in the land of extreme yin, eating ghosts, drinking blood, gnawing bones for a living, coming and going without a trace, rumored to have a pair of blood-red eyes," Zhang Luo explained.
Listen, the cold blade is afraid, this succubus is a monster that the ancestors can't avoid, and today it actually let itself escape, it seems that I still have to thank this Zhang Luo.
But from this point of view, that Zhang Luo is too terrifying, even a monster like a succubus can't parry his few moves, and he is also stuck in the wall by a sword.
You know, this succubus has no form, could it be that this ancient sword is also weird?
"Then let's hurry up, if this succubus comes back, I'm afraid that my unloading armor will be torn in half."
Cold Blade is not exaggerating, this succubus does have such a ability.
Zhang Luo showed the ancient sword in his hand and said, "Didn't you say that he was injured by me before?" was also stuck in the wall by this ancient sword, and I don't think he will dare to come for a while."
After all, Zhang Luo still started to do things and began to find an exit, and everything was empty talk if he couldn't get out.
"Yes, don't talk about this, hurry up and find the exit, this trip, Lao Tzu's bottom will be shown to you clearly" Han Blade looked unwilling.
His old bottom, the Jieling armor has come out, Zhang Luo doesn't have to think about it, he knows that he is the authentic heir of Jieling.
Zhang Luo picked up a shovel on the ground and walked towards the wall where the black shadow had escaped, knocking a few times from time to time.
Han Blade followed aside, watching what Zhang Luo could make a name for himself.
"There's nothing special about this wall, it's just made of mud, what's there to observe?" Han Blade said his opinion.
When Zhang Luo heard this, he asked: "How do you know that it is made of mud, look at it, how hard this is, I don't say it's made of iron."
Cold Blade shook his head, the guy still didn't believe it, and took out a black potion bottle from his bag.
"I unload the Ling Lux and forcibly open the tomb, can you know these better than me? Look at it".
Coldblade dripped a lid with a black potion onto the wall, and the wall actually bubbled, and then Coldblade went down with a shovel and dug a hole.
"Look at what this is, I said it's made of mud, you still don't believe it, don't ask me what this potion is, the ancestral secret recipe, no comment."
Zhang Luo looked at the cold blade, this guy said it to death at once, and he was embarrassed to ask, what the hell, it was really made of mud.
Zhang Luo asked again: "Since you know that this wall is made of mud, why don't you dig it up?" ”
"What if you dig it, there is a mountain rock behind it, can you still dig this mountain through?" Chill Blade Road.
Zhang Luo suddenly snatched the potion from the cold blade's hand, poured it all on the wall, and then dug it up.
"Zhang Luo, what are you doing, this is for life-saving."
Zhang Luo only cared about digging his own.
"Please trust me, this is definitely an exit".
Zhang Luo is also a gamble, he trusts his instincts.