Zhang Botong didn't seem to expect such an effect, and he was also stunned, and then slowly removed his hand from the hilt of the sword, raised his hand and shook it in front of the eyes of the blood zongzi, the eyes of the blood zongzi looked directly at Zhang Botong, but the blood-red eyes turned with the shaking of his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oops......" Zhang Botong was startled and jumped backwards at once.

The Demon Suppression Sword was still inserted in Ah Ming's chest, and the blood was still flowing out uncontrollably, but it would not stick to the Demon Suppression Sword.

"Not dead yet!" I was really stunned, and I was afraid that the blood zongzi would continue to pounce on me, so I cautiously leaned forward and looked at the blood zongzi closer, the blood zongzi's body really couldn't move, but his eyes were still turning, bursting out of infinite anger and glaring at us, as if he wanted to kill us with an angry gaze.

I was a little bolder and tried to pat the blood dumplings with a sapper shovel, but the blood dumplings didn't respond.

"Spotted?" Lao K was also really shocked, this situation was unheard of and unheard of, so he thought of the points in traditional martial arts novels, so he asked Zhang Botong with a smile, "Do you know how to point points?" ”

"What the hell? What point, you think this is the plot of a martial arts novel, you think you are making a martial arts movie, it's all messy things. Yang Gang stared at the blood zongzi for a long time, but in fact, he found that the blood zongzi would not move, so he frowned and wondered, "Could it be that the blood zongzi's death hole is the heart, and only the heart can control its actions?" ”

"Didn't you say that the heart of the blood dumpling is dead, and the living is the brain, and the brain governs the actions of the limbs, which is the same as the so-called living dead?" My question arose again, and I couldn't help but ask Yang Gang.

"Are the two contradictory?" Yang Gang asked rhetorically, leaving me speechless.

I nodded helplessly: "Okay, you're right about everything." ”

"I'll try." Zhang Botong listened to Yang Gang's words and was noncommittal, just try it at this time.

So Zhang Botong put his hand on the hilt of the sword again, and then gently pulled out the long sword, everyone stared at Zhang Botong and pulled out the demon sword, holding their breath to guess what would happen after the demon sword pulled out the heart of the bloody zongzi.

And Zhang Botong was even more nervous, ready to insert the long sword back immediately after it was drawn.

Zhang Botong is pulling out the demon sword, and at this moment my attention is not on the blood zongzi, but on the demon sword, and gradually pull out the demon sword body, the blood zongzi is covered in blood, and many wounds are still oozing blood, and at this time there is no trace of blood on the sword body, it is really magical, is it really a fight with the anti-heaven artifact in the novel.

The tip of the sword finally left the body of the blood zongzi under the gaze of everyone, and sure enough, the blood zongzi reacted after the demon sword left the heart, and it was like a reaction after a soak of dripping urine, a radical spirit beat thoroughly, and actually threw down many blood droplets from his body, so that Zhang Botong was not dodging, not dodging, he could only bow his back, and the demon sword could not be too far away.

"The blood zongzi has reacted, and the real heart is the key, insert the demon sword back." Shangguan Yaxiong said to Zhang Botong.

"Pounce." Zhang Botong had long been ready to pull out the sword and insert it back, and at this time, the demon sword was reinserted into the heart of the blood zongzi.

Such a toss is unbearable, not to mention zongzi.

I saw that the two eyes of the blood dumplings were blood-red and blood-red, like two burning briquettes, and I wanted to shoot out my anger and burn us to death in front of us.

"The Demon Suppression Sword works, I don't know if other sharp objects work?" Zhang Botong sighed, staring at the demon-subduing sword he had inserted into the body of the blood zongzi, feeling distressed that he couldn't retrieve his sword, so he struggled to find a replacement and replace his demon-subduing sword.

I shook my head and smiled: "Don't care about the others, it doesn't work, no, let's re-tie it into a dumpling, make him unable to move, and then take back the Demon Suppression Sword." ”

"Well, that makes sense!" Zhang Botong nodded in agreement, "I'm dizzy!" ”

Zhang Bo Neng said, commanding the bearded man: "Old Hu, ask your people to tie up this zongzi and tie it strongly." ”

At this moment, seeing that his soldier Amin could still turn his eyes, he was sad, not to mention, but at least Amin's body was still there, so he ordered a few mercenaries to tie Amin with ropes.

"Boss, is that okay?" After tying up Amin, one of the mercenaries wiped the blood on his hands and asked the bearded man.

The bearded man shook his head, he really didn't know what to do to ask the mercenary, "What do you say?" ”

The bearded mercenary was silent, while the other said, "Boss, at least let's dig a pit and bury it, preserve its whole body, and give a better explanation to his family when we get outside." ”

I have to admit that these mercenaries are amorous people, at this moment, they didn't think about it, now there is one less person who divides the money, and everyone divides the money that belongs to Amin, regardless of whether Amin is alive or dead, or whether the bones are alive or not.

I think the mercenaries have a point.

"This is the tomb, do you need to dig a pit?" Zhang Zhongliang said that he didn't plan to deal with the dead, he was more concerned about his own safety, and at this moment, the oil dumplings and ghost bones that converged in one place had come from the right side hall to this side, and it was another troublesome matter, and he couldn't take care of anything else.

The bearded man has been a soldier for many years, and it is not easy to be the boss, at least he knows how to judge the situation, in this case, he is not allowed to do other things, and life is more important than anything else.

The bearded man watched Ah Ming, who was tied up with five flowers, being pushed to the ground, but Ah Ming was still not safe, twisting his body like a big earthworm, trying to struggle out of the predicament, and the bearded man said to Ah Ming, who was already a blood dumpling: "Brother, I'm sorry, I can only put you here." ”

The bearded man glanced at the pillar in front of the Hall of Eternal Life, the pillar that had not collapsed for more than two thousand years must be strong, and he didn't know what kind of material the pillar was made of, and the whole body was painted black, like a big charcoal rod.

"Tie it to a pillar so it doesn't roll away." The bearded man had regained his mood, became sensible, and had the demeanor of a leader.

The boss spoke, how could there be any reason not to listen, so a few mercenaries hurriedly helped up the blood dumplings on the ground. After picking it up, the blood dumplings actually jumped forward like the zombies in the film, trying to escape, but they were lifted up by the mercenaries, pressed tightly on the black pillars, tied together with ropes, tied more than a dozen ropes, and tightened the bundles, which made the mercenaries clap their hands and get out of the way with confidence.

The bound blood dumplings let out a low protest from their mouths, but the protest was ineffective.

The blood zongzi was unwilling to be bound, and the back of his head hit the black pillar desperately, making a clattering sound.

"Pillars of metal!" When I heard the clanging sound, I immediately judged that it was a metallic sound, and then approached the black pillar on the other side of the door, and tapped it with my knuckles, and there was a slight metallic sound as well.

I stroked the black pillar again, and a metallic cold feeling was transmitted to my palm, and my nails were buckled on the black lacquer, revealing a patch of yellow, which can be described as brilliant and dazzling.

"The Golden Pillar?" Old K's eyes immediately flashed with an abnormal light and screamed.