Although it was low, it was full of indescribable blood, and the light spirit on the side began to tense again, and shrunk into a ball, like a frightened hedgehog.

I held her in my arms, the voice outside has changed to a sharp and piercing ear, the world says that "the ghost cries wolf howl" is the most ugly, until today, I don't know what a ghost cry is, that strange sound is not how deafening, but through the hands can not cover the viciousness and fierceness. It's like a woman who died unjustly, lying in a dim grave and uttering a curse of resentment against the whole world.

The sound of gold and iron, the sound of breaking the wind, the battlefield of these two "big brothers" seems to be a little stalemate, I frowned, but a trace of vicious thoughts suddenly rose in my heart: it is best to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, if these two can die of exhaustion, I will sit on the fisherman's profits, and the corpse king has been rampant for thousands of years, and he is only afraid that there are a few treasures in his hands, and he is even more honest at the moment.

A loud drink fell from the sky, scared me almost peed my pants, I used to hear that the mountain spirit tree monster will be thundered by the sky when it becomes a spirit, to avoid its harm to the world, now I hear it, it is really scared of the three souls out of the body, seven spirits smoke, but listen carefully, although this voice is majestic, but there is a bit of "human flavor", in this way, is it not the movement made by the thousand-year-old corpse king?

It was finally quiet outside, and the light spirit turned to look at me, as if waiting for me to make a decision.

This thousand-year-old corpse king is a fierce existence when he hears the name, and if he touches it hard, I'm afraid that one hand can cinch me into slag. I was hesitating, but the door suddenly flew out upside down, and I was thinking about it, and I didn't have time to dodge when I was distracted, and I was about to be smashed into a handful of bone slag by the bronze gate. However, the light eyes on the side were quick, pinched behind me, and dragged me out dangerously.

This door is poured in bronze, and there are countless copper flowers and gold leaf on it, how much does it weigh more than a thousand catties? plus the mechanism hub on the side, ordinary ordinary people are not able to move it out of a gap, but the one outside directly lifted it out, and now blocked the light spirit behind him, seeing that he shot before, it was clear that he wanted to smash my head, if this is the case, I am afraid that I can only fight with him.

However, his small body may not be enough for others to stuff their teeth, and at the moment he can only think that this big guy can let go of the light horse next to him.

The sound of dragging footsteps sounded in the tomb passage, and I was stunned, listening to this limping appearance, could it be that I was interrupted by the previous corpse king?

I said to the light spirit on the side: "You wait for me quietly here, I'll go to the front to explore the way, if there is no risk, I will come back to get you." With that, regardless of whether the light spirit agreed or not, he walked out of the tomb.

Outside the tomb is still gloomy, but the air is much fresher than in the tomb, less disturbed by those corpse insects and corpse kings, and the shadow of death has faded a little in my heart.

As soon as I turned around, a black figure was standing behind me, I was suddenly startled, there was only one living person in this tomb, and suddenly there was a monster sticking to him, even if he had seen a real ghost, he was very frightened, and he was about to fight hard, but he saw that the corpse king was just standing in the corner, motionless. Behind him came a majestic voice:

"Rats"

This is the thousand-year-old corpse king, I think so, if I fight to the death, maybe I can fight a way out. But when the thousand-year-old corpse king appeared at the end of his sight, his heart sank to the bottom.

He is the thousand-year-old corpse king, he is clearly a majestic general, a long knife, a golden armor, revealing a dignified murderous aura and a domineering self-authority, and that heavy footsteps are not the injuries left in the previous struggle with the corpse king, but because this golden armor is too heavy, if he is a living person, he must also be a domineering person.

My little strength is just a joke in front of others!

The burly figure walked up to me and looked up and down, as if to see through all my bones, until I frowned, and then snorted: "Junior, enough to hide?"

There is obviously only one person and one ghost in the tomb, but my every move is controlled by others, and I keep giving myself psychological hints: this thing is not a ghost, this thing is not a ghost.

But that kind of brute force and majesty, coupled with the power of ghosts, is too difficult if you have to deceive yourself.

I was about to think of some words to get by, but the light spirit that had been hiding in the depths of the tomb suddenly floated out, and when he saw that I was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to the corpse king to give a deep salute, and then said: "Slave ghost Yunji, I have seen the corpse king." He made a sneaky gesture to me and motioned for me to step back.

But I refused to accept her love, don't say that a man hiding behind a woman was laughed at, in the previous life, Lao Tzu was also a corpse king, everyone is on an equal footing, what is there to be polite!

Although this thing is called the thousand-year-old corpse king, but it may not have a thousand years of Taoism, all things in the world are born and restrained, maybe this old thing has mastered some methods to restrain the corpse king, plus he is full of "offspring" and "young man", he completely treats me as a milky little hairy child, and the mud bodhisattva still has a three-point temper, not to mention that I am a big living person, seeing that he has some meaning of relying on the old and selling the old, he sneered at the moment: " Although your old man is a thousand-year-old corpse king, but I also traveled north and south with such a name in my last life, and if you really talk about it, maybe you are still equal to each other, you don't have to press me one by one. ”

Thinking that the corpse king is dominating the world, how many people dare to talk to him so lightly? My tone was not polite, and I didn't see the contempt of my predecessors for him, so I sneered at the moment: "You have a big breath in the future. ”

Seeing that our conversation was getting stiffer and stiffer, the light spirit on the side hurriedly stepped forward to apologize: "Lord Corpse King, the Ghost King has just passed through the world, and his memory has been lost, and I hope that Lord Corpse King will not raise his noble hand!"

These words almost lifted the thousand-year-old corpse king to the sky, and stepped me into the soil, which can be said to have given him enough face, although I was unhappy, but I thought of the light spirit to give up the child to intercede for me, even if I was unhappy, I endured it and never spoke.

But the corpse king didn't sell face at all, he snorted coldly from his nostrils, and as soon as his body turned, black smoke appeared in front of Qing Ling, and the pupils under the golden mask were breathtaking, and after a while.