Chapter Seventy-Two: Blood Cannibalism
When he struggled extremely strongly, the light of the torch in his hand gradually faded. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Then I saw the bloody man mechanically walking towards Wanjin Mountain.
Run!
This was a knee-jerk reaction in Wan Jinshan's mind.
"Ahh
At the moment when Wan Jinshan just turned around and fled, another bloody person appeared in front of him.
In an instant, he was so frightened that Wan Jinshan stumbled and fell to the ground.
Moreover, the bloody man in front of him was still rolling his white eyes, pulling his tongue, and looking at Wan Jinshan with a salivating expression.
Looking at the two bloody men in front of him and behind him salivating at him, Wan Jinshan was terrified.
What to do?
Wan Jinshan trembled and lay on the ground, this question kept flashing in his mind.
"Into the mountains, how about inside?"
Suddenly, at this time, Zhu Changwu's inquiry came from outside the gate outside the underground palace.
After hearing Zhu Changwu's inquiry, Wan Jinshan replied in astonishment:
"Bloody people, bloody people."
When the words fell, Wan Jinshan's neck was bitten off by the bloody man behind him.
Wan Jinshan struggled desperately, but it was still in vain, and after a while, he lost his vitality.
At this time, the bloody corpse in front of Wan Jinshan's corpse also came over mechanically, ripped off Wan Jinshan's legs, put it in his mouth and ate it happily.
At the moment before Wan Jinshan's head was ripped off, he still thought in his mind that he had known that there were bloody corpses here, even if he fought hard, he would not have come so far to shed this mass.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine to buy.
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At the same time, Zhu Changwu outside the dungeon led his subordinates to look towards the gate of the dungeon one by one.
Except for the stunned answer that Wan Jinshan heard just now, all that was left was the infinite darkness in their eyes.
"What should I do?"
A middle-aged man behind Zhu Changwu asked solemnly.
"Rushing in, I don't believe that with so many of us, we can't deal with the demons and monsters inside."
Then I heard another man boasting about the box gun, and said disapprovingly.
Anyway, Zhu Changwu was ordered to die this time, and he also wanted to bring the gold, silver and jewelry inside back to the capital.
At that moment, I saw Zhu Changwu wave his hand and said loudly:
"Rush in for me."
After speaking, Zhu Changwu took the lead in rushing in with a torch.
Zhu Changwu borrowed the torch in his hand, and then carefully gathered the entire underground palace.
The underground palace of more than ten acres is paved with white marble.
Around the underground palace stand eight huge white marble pillars, carved with hideous faces of five-clawed golden dragons, lifelike, beautiful.
There is also a huge pillar in the center of the underground palace, but this pillar is made of gold, and the golden pillar is engraved with a four-clawed golden dragon.
If you look closely, you can see the slightest hint of insidiousness and weirdness in the eyes of this four-clawed golden dragon.
It was under this pillar of gold that was cast in gold that there were piles of gold and silver jewelry.
At this time, not only Zhu Changwu was staring at the gold, silver and jewelry all over the ground with great excitement, but even the men in green clothes behind him showed salivating looks.
Zhu Changwu, who calmed down, glanced at the people beside him, and said happily:
"Everyone, be careful, put away the things on the ground, and get out of here."
After Zhu Changwu finished speaking, he walked towards the depths of the underground palace.
Just after he stepped on a stone platform made of white marble, suddenly, a white figure flashed in front of him.
"Who?"
Zhu Changwu instantly pulled out the long knife at his waist with his right hand, held a short gun in his left hand, and scolded loudly.
After a long time, seeing that the other party did not move, he cautiously walked towards the stone platform.
Seeing a coffin in front of him, he slowly walked towards the coffin again.
It is a coffin cast in bronze with unknown symbols carved on it, and the coffin lid has been left on the ground next to it, and the coffin is empty.
Looking at everything in front of him, Zhu Changwu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned around and shouted to the people below:
"Everyone be careful, there are bloody corpses in the dungeon."
As soon as his words fell, he saw seven or eight skinned bloody people rushing out from behind the pillars around the underground palace, and quickly rushed towards the crowd.
Just when Zhu Changwu was about to remind a man in Tsing Yi who was lowering his head and preparing to put a jade bowl in his hand into his baggage, he heard the man in Tsing Yi holding his neck and screaming loudly.
It turned out that there was a bloody corpse hidden behind the man in Tsing Yi, and at that time, the man in Tsing Yi was holding the treasure on the ground, and he was still whispering in his mouth: What a good thing! It's going to be rich.
As everyone knows, when he put the jade bowl into his baggage, the bloody corpse hidden behind him, a hungry tiger, pounced on him and bit him on the neck.
For a while, there were miserable noises in the dungeon, and the scene was extremely chaotic, some were bitten off their necks by the bloody corpses, and some were torn apart by the bloody corpses with their hands.
The men in green clothes who were guarding the side with weapons in their hands, as if they had been broken, stood around trembling one by one, looking at the hunting back and forth in the crowd with horror on their faces.
"Shoot!"
Zhu Changwu, who was standing on the stone platform, shouted loudly to the men in Tsing Yi who were holding weapons when he had no choice but to do so.
After hearing Zhu Changwu's shout, the group of men in green clothes with weapons in their hands hurriedly raised the spears in their hands and shot at the bloody corpses.
It was also at this time that Zhu Changwu felt that something was standing behind him, the tip of his nose twitched twice, and then, his face instantly turned pale.
Because, he smelled blood in the air, and besides, the thing standing behind him was still breathing.
Zhu Changwu was a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, so he saw him throw away the weapon in his hand, slowly turned around, and looked behind him.
First of all, there is a bloody corpse with a long tongue, the only obvious difference between this bloody corpse and the bloody corpses below is that this bloody corpse has long white hairs on its head.
At this time, the bloody corpse with white hair on its head, pulling the scarlet tongue in its mouth, quietly stared at Zhu Changwu.
What to do?
Zhu Changwu couldn't help but ask himself secretly.
Seeing that the bloody corpse did not move, Zhu Changwu reminded him to be gallant and cautiously retreated towards the stone platform.
Just after Zhu Changwu retreated to the stone platform, he didn't know who fired a shot at the bloody corpse with white hair on the top of the stone platform.
In an instant, the bloody corpse withdrew its scarlet tongue, and then, with a leap, flew towards the crowd.
At this time, a man in Tsing Yi with a long knife in his hand ran towards Zhu Changwu.
"Deputy Sect Master, what now? These bloody corpses are not afraid of our counterattack at all. ”
The man in green clothes with a long knife pointed to one of the bloody corpses and said breathlessly.
When Zhu Changwu heard this, he turned his head in surprise and said with a solemn look in his eyes:
"Tell the brothers below that you must guard the gate of the underground palace, and I will go out to move the rescuers now."
Without waiting for the man in green clothes to answer, he saw Zhu Changwu striding towards the gate of the underground palace.