Facing the red-haired monster that came from above step by step, Lao Hu and the three of them kept retreating, and unconsciously came to the bottom of the golden coffin suspended in mid-air, as if the coffin standing in the air could bring them a sense of security. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The red-haired monster walked around, and for some reason, the purple-gold light shone on his body, and Lao Hu actually felt that the hair on the other party's body was even more vigorous, and even the huge body seemed to swell in a circle.

After the red-haired monster landed on the ground, even Lao Hu and Yingzi saw the clues, and their eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.

"Lao Hu, do you say that this big zongzi has evolved, how do you feel like a red-haired gorilla? I have heard of the white-haired zombie green-haired zombie, what the hell is this red-haired zombie? Is it the legendary red-haired zombie?" The fat man asked with a cold black donkey's hooves in his hand, and his lips trembled a little.

Lao Hu shook his head and said that he didn't know, and kept looking around, wanting to see if there were any magic weapons that could restrain the monster on the opposite side in this mysterious mausoleum world.

"Roar!"

The red-haired monster also seemed to have noticed a change in himself, and the feeling of being more powerful made him involuntarily look up to the sky like a beast and let out a long roar, in order to vent the joy of evolution.

After the roar, the red-haired monster once again locked his eyes tightly on the three of Lao Hu, and the meaning of banter disappeared in a flash, and then his eyes were full of endless killing intentions, and his shriveled thighs stepped forward, and he was about to chase after the three of them.

"Buzz!"

I don't know if it's because of the whistling of the red-haired monster or because of the murderous intent he emitted, which actually made this world shake slightly, and then a buzz of a long sword vibrating suddenly sounded in this underground mausoleum world.

"Lao Hu, slap me soon, am I hallucinating?"

The fat man trembled all over his body, and in his field of vision, the sun, moon and stars in the sky suddenly brightened several times, and then a torrent of sword qi fell from the sky like a long river, and the entire sky was suddenly submerged by the long river of purple-gold sword qi.

In the face of this miraculous scene, the fat man subconsciously wanted to run away, but as soon as he was about to make a move, he was tightly pulled by Lao Hu beside him, and saw Lao Hu holding the fat man with one hand and a compass in the other, and ordered with a serious face: "Don't run! Don't move! Just stay under this coffin!"

At this time, the compass in Lao Hu's hand, which had failed, had already turned again, and the direction pointed by the pointer was the huge golden coffin directly above.

"I ...... I'll listen to you!" the fat man whispered with a tremor at the corner of his mouth, as for Yingzi, he didn't say a word at this time, just hugged Lao Hu's arm tightly, obviously terrified to the extreme.

The torrent of sword qi in the sky first spun rapidly in the air, and then, as if it had determined its target, swept down towards the red-haired monster below whose figure was constantly trembling and retreating.

"Roar!"

The red-haired monster also seemed to understand that he couldn't dodge, and let out a long howl at the moment, and then the five fingers of the two shriveled huge palms opened, and the dark black sharp nails flashed a black cold light, and suddenly grabbed upwards when the sword river hit, and the power of that moment actually brought a gust of wind whistling.

Lao Hu and the others thought that the red-haired monster would be able to hold out for a moment no matter how bad it was, but to the disbelief of the three of them, the purple-gold sword qi torrent did not pause in the face of the red-haired monster's attack, and the sword qi in the sky was directly crushed, and the red-haired monster didn't even have time to make a sound, so it was completely submerged in the torrent of sword qi.

"Is this a corpse with no bones?" said Yingzi in a trembling whisper.

"It's not just that there are no bones left, this directly doesn't even have a single hair left, I'm afraid it's the soul is scattered, right?" The fat man's legs trembled and replied, especially when he saw that the torrent of sword qi did not stop at all after obliterating the red-haired monster, and roared up directly, surging towards them, the fat man couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and he was about to run.

"Lao Hu, let go, if you don't run again, you're really going to die!" As soon as he took a step, he found that his arm was still being pulled by Lao Hu, and he couldn't help but break away from his arm at the moment.

"Listen to my fat man, just stay here, this is the only way to live in this mausoleum!" Lao Hu persuaded with a trembling voice, but his bloodshot eyes also showed the fear in his heart at this time, this is completely gambling with his life!

"Buzz!"

The torrent of sword qi came surgingly, and it arrived in front of the three of them in an instant, and before it touched their bodies, Lao Hu felt a hot pain on his face, and the sharp sword qi was cold, like a knife, cutting on their faces, but even if it hurt, the three of them didn't dare to shout, for fear that they would end up like the red-haired monster.

The torrent of sword qi hovered over the three of them for a long time, as if they didn't feel the murderous aura from them, or maybe the mysterious mausoleum owner had no intention of killing, and after circling and rolling in the air for a while, the purple-gold sword qi river suddenly rose to the sky, converging into the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and the stars that had been dim burst out with brilliant light again.

"Oh my god!" After the long river of sword qi disappeared, the fat man's legs suddenly weakened, and he lay directly on the ground, looking like a corpse.

Yingzi also sat on the ground without caring about the image, dressed heavily, with a smirk on his face, wiping the cold sweat on the corner of his forehead while laughing.

Lao Hu first trembled and put the compass in his hand into his arms, and then slowly sat on the ground, the life and death of the previous moment, even if he was an iron-blooded soldier who survived the bloody battle on the battlefield, he almost had a nervous breakdown, the sense of death from the depths of his soul was simply maddening.

"Old Hu, tell me the truth, what kind of imperial tomb is this Laoshizi? Tell me, which emperor can fly swords in the sky?" the fat man groaned weakly.

"Today's events are beyond the scope of Feng Shui, I don't think Feng Shui is enough, I have to find some theological books to study and study!" Lao Hu kneaded his forehead with a headache and said dryly.

"Ziwei Xingxian, the emperor's tomb is out, this can make the magic power of the flying sword is the means of the immortals, and this tomb owner can make the endless flying sword, do you say this will be the tomb of the emperor of the fairy world?"