Su Xiaoqi spun his body violently, tore off the hair that was wrapped around his ankles, escaped from the attack range of the Arrow Forest Tomb, slid out a few feet, and stood firm.

Look at the black hair sealed in the coffin, this is a petite woman, her skin is delicate and shiny, no different from ordinary people, but unfortunately a volley of sharp arrows killed her.

The function of the false coffin is to confuse the tomb robbers, and there is nothing more attractive to those who enter the tomb than the coffin. Nine deaths through the organ tomb road, after seeing the coffin, the body and mind will inevitably be a little relaxed, if there is a mechanism at this time, it is often absolutely fatal.

Su Xiaoqi touched the cold sweat on his forehead with palpitations, if it weren't for the chameleon, he would ......

In the next trip, he must be careful and careful, the god of luck will not always favor him, one wrong step may be a catastrophe.

Taking a deep breath, there was an indescribable smell in the ancient tomb, with a faint fragrance and a strong rancid smell, which made people feel tightness in their chests and couldn't breathe.

It was a dead end to go to the tomb, Su Xiaoqi continued to walk along the long tomb road, and this time it didn't take him long before he heard the sound of a "clanging" fight.

The sound was close, like it was coming from within the walls. With his ears in the past, he could even hear the human voice, which was nothing more than saying some nonsense that you have no way to escape, and you can be caught quickly, and then, Su Xiaoqi also heard a familiar laughter.

Su Xiaoqi didn't rush over, and when the voice gradually became inaudible with the sound of broken bones, he walked Shi Ran, bypassed the corner in front of him, and reached the other side of the wall.

It is still a burial chamber, and it is completely different from what Su Xiaoqi encountered before. The ceiling of the tomb is full of bright and dim stars, circulating in a mysterious way, and it makes no difference if you are outside the tomb.

Look at the foot of the foot, it is actually a meadow in full bloom, a few steps forward, you can even hear the sound of gurgling water, every step of the way, the world in front of you is a change.

A young bud breaks the peach pit and comes out of the soil, and then grows quickly from the sapling into a big tree, the flowers bloom and fall, and the fruits are so fruitful that the leaves fall off and the fruits fall off, and a cycle is completed in a few breaths.

It is said to be an illusion, but it makes people feel extremely real, Su Xiaoqi did not feel the hidden murderous intent, glanced at the three corpses on the ground, looked at An Ming standing under the tree and said: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet Master An so soon." ”

"It's unlucky. An Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "When it's time for the treasure hunt, you're here." ”

Under the tree, there is a coffin made of golden silk nanmu, which is shining with dazzling golden light.

Su Xiaoqi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe the baby inside is related to me?"

Hearing this, An Ming stared at Su Xiaoqi with a smile and said, "You want to fight with me?"

"Fight for ......," Su Xiaoqi was saying, when a white shadow suddenly passed around him, and there was a fragrance.

The hair raised by the wind brushed Su Xiaoqi's face, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes, and it was Yan Zhexue who was cold and seemed to not eat fireworks in the world.

The moment she swept towards the coffin under the tree, her hands flicked at An Ming, and several snowflakes flew out. The edge of the snowflake, sharp as the edge of a knife, but the size of a fingernail, resounded with a piercing screech.

"What?" An Ming sneered, "You also want to fight?"

With that, the empty sleeve shook suddenly, and waved towards the snowflakes that shot at it. Infused with the majestic spiritual power, the soft sleeve tube was as hard as a piece of steel, and the snowflakes were suddenly shattered.

Yan Zhexue was still advancing rapidly, his palms forward, and the cold wind whistled out instantly, mixed with countless white snowflakes. With the help of the wind, the sound of snowflakes as sharp as darts became more and more terrifying.

The corners of An Ming's mouth rose, and his hands pinched with a calm expression, and suddenly, the temperature in the air plummeted, and a thin layer of ice started from An Ming and spread outward rapidly.

The invisible moisture floating in the air seemed to be frozen, and the snowflakes suddenly became extremely sluggish, as if they had entered the water.

An Ming pinched again, and suddenly, each snowflake was wrapped in thin ice into a ball, and there was a snow cherry blossom growing on the ball, which fell like a dumpling.

Even if he loses an arm, An Ming's strength is still strong, far from being comparable to Yan Zhexue, who has two earthly spirits. Defusing Yan Zhixue's offensive again, An Ming's figure flashed, and his left palm deliberately slapped Yan Zhixue's full chest.

Yan Zhixue's face sank suddenly, with the tip of his left foot as the axis, his body rotated extremely fast, and a snowflake hurricane that could instantly twist people into flesh and mud was generated in an instant.

Instead of giving up the attack and retreating, An Ming rose to the challenge, the cold chill in his palm became a little stronger, and the powerful power in his body poured towards Yan Zhixue.

The fierce palm power instantly broke through several layers of Gangfeng and hit Yan Zhixue's back, and the spinning Yan Zhixue suddenly flew out in the direction of Su Xiaoqi.

Su Xiaoqi's eyes flashed, and he secretly used his spiritual power, and was about to make a move to intercept Yan Zhixue, who couldn't control his body, but saw that Yan Zhixue forcibly regained control of his body regardless of the risk of internal injury, and waved his palm at him.

This made Su Xiaoqi a little helpless, and with a movement of his feet, he swept a few feet to the left.

Yan Zhixue never expected this kind of change, she lost the target of the attack, she seemed to take the initiative to pounce forward, she couldn't retract her strength, and crashed through the wall with a "boom".

Yan Zhexue's upper body was outside the wall, and the lower half of her body was in the tomb, her head hung weakly, and her hands were drooping, which was very miserable.

Su Xiaoqi walked over, touched Yan Zhexue's head, and said, "Look at it, look at it, if you don't attack me, how can you be like this." ”

Yan Zhexue raised her head suddenly, and a sharp snowflake flew towards Su Xiaoqi's throat, but it was easily dodged by Su Xiaoqi, who had been prepared.

Yan Zhexue said coldly: "The second surname is a slave!"

"Hey......" Su Xiaoqi was about to refute, but suddenly stopped his mouth and moved his gaze to An Ming.

Yan Zhexue saw that Su Xiaoqi's expression was different, and she wanted to follow Su Xiaoqi's gaze, but found that her body was stuck in the hole and couldn't move.

On the other side, An Ming lost interest in Yan Zhexue, and touched the coffin with his hand, the coffin was not a simple coffin, but was divided into several layers according to the identity and status of the tomb owner, and the coffin was covered with a coffin.

An Ming obviously didn't have the patience to open the coffin layer by layer, and his right palm turned into a knife and cut it on the coffin.

At this moment, the sound of the machine starting sounded in the coffin.

With a "buzz", flying needles as thin as cow's hair shot out from the incision of the coffin, An Ming's heart sank, and he immediately transported his spiritual power to prepare to retreat, but without moving, his legs were weak, and the whole person lay on the coffin.

In Su Xiaoqi's incredulous gaze, An Ming was beaten alive by flying needles into a sieve, and blood flowed into a river.