In the cemetery buried by the earth, a group of luxurious palaces sleeps quietly underground, and if nothing happens, this palace complex will sleep until the destruction of the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the wealth of the palace complex drives the greed in people's hearts, and people excavate the palace complex that should be buried forever and resurrect it.

On the dark corridors of the palace, countless gorgeous decorations are carved, symbolizing the dignity of the palace owner.

However, the quiet tomb was disturbed by the sound of people, and only a dull sound was heard from the darkness.

A bright flame burned in the darkness, illuminating the dark dungeon.

"Ahem, big brother, this place is really big!"

A shrill voice sounded, it was really chilling in this quiet underground palace, and then another deep voice said: "Of course, after all, this is the burial place of a prince of the previous dynasty, and it should be!"

A bright flame illuminated the speaker's face, and he saw a small man with a sharp beak and cheeks, as thin as a hemp rod.

The other was a burly man with sparkling eyes holding a torch and cautiously looking at the decorations and mechanisms around him.

The small man and the burly man are all residents of this neighborhood, and a few years ago they got a rough map of the underground palace by chance, and it took several years of preparation to finally determine the authenticity of this map.

Originally, they had planned to hide this secret map forever and prevent it from reappearing, because they knew how much disaster such a large fortune would bring.

Even if there are really many crises in this underground palace, and all kinds of organs are enough to kill people, but human beings' attachment to wealth will overcome all obstacles, and pounce on it like a moth to a fire, even if the result is death.

But even if the two of them overcame their own desires, but the world is impermanent, now it is becoming more and more chaotic, officials everywhere are greedy, desperately scraping the wealth of the people, and the land in the countryside does not know how to make peace, and the food produced is getting less and less, so in the case of necessity, the two had to re-emerge this treasure map, hoping to get wealth from the underground palace in order to survive this disaster year.

The burly man carefully looked at the map in his hand with the faint light of the torch, and compared it with the surrounding scenery, he had determined his location.

The little man was cautiously observing the surrounding corridors, and after a while, the burly man's surprised voice came out from behind the little man: "Found it!"

The little man hurriedly turned his head and looked at the position of one of the burly man's hands, and hurriedly looked at the terrain around him.

The little man said: "Big brother, we can only take a little money this time, if it is too much, it will inevitably bring us death!

The burly man patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, your eldest brother won't throw away his life for a little money! Besides, all we got was the outer blueprints of this dungeon! There was not much money in these peripheral dungeons!"

The little man sighed and said: "Although it is a drawing of the underground palace on the periphery, but for our identity, it is like a sharp sickle, on our necks! If we are not careful, if this news is leaked, the two of us will die without burial, and it will even affect our family and clansmen!"

The burly man said sincerely: "Don't worry, big brother is awake, he won't do those stupid things!"

The sound of the conversation between the two slowly echoed in the silent and deep underground palace, adding a bit of weirdness to this already dark underground palace.

At this time, somewhere in the underground palace, a coffin stood quietly on the flat ground, surrounded by various gorgeous decorations, and there were various cultivation products to set off the nobility of the owner of this place.

However, on the ground, a corpse in a golden dragon robe was ruthlessly thrown on the ground, if it were not for the obstruction of clothing, the bones of this corpse would have been scattered everywhere long ago, and the bones would have been gone.

And in the coffin of the original owner, a dried corpse with a rancid smell was lying quietly there, even if it had become a dry corpse, but the powerful aura emitted by the body was not decreasing but increasing.

This dried corpse is the bones of a bearded Taoist priest, as for why it became such a dried corpse.

It's not because a long time has passed, but because the many souls who are fighting in the body of the bearded Taoist priest and fighting for control of the body are constantly absorbing the blood in the body and consuming the blood in the body of the bearded Taoist.

Even if there are undead souls who have failed in battle, they supplement the consumption of the body, but it is a situation where they cannot make ends meet, although the body has been greatly strengthened and consolidated.

But without the support of blood, all this strengthening and consolidation is meaningless.

Without the support of blood, these revenants will consume their own origin if they fight again.

So after some long negotiations, the remaining revenants once again came to a consensus to find enough energy sources for evolution, blood, a lot of blood.

The dried corpse in the coffin, which had closed its eyes, suddenly opened its eyes, but it lost the moisture of blood, and its eyes that were originally full of spiritual light became extremely dry.

A skinny, withered palm protruded from the deep coffin, standing high in the air, as if grasping something.

Syllable!

A crisp sound rang out, and the hands that stood tall slapped heavily on the edge of the coffin, making a crisp and loud sound.

"Blood!blood!blood!"

The mouth of the dry corpse whispered meaninglessly, calling for the moisture of blood, and the low cry revealed the strong thirst for blood of the dry corpse, like a traveler who has not drunk water for several days, exuding this thirst for water.

The dry nose of the dried corpse slowly felt in the air, feeling the existence of blood, and the sensitive sense of smell was helping the dry corpse to search for the existence of fresh blood.

The smell in the air was quickly separated through the nose of the dried corpse, stripping away the rest of the smell bit by bit, leaving only the smell of blood.

Originally, there should not be blood in this underground palace, because more than three hundred years is enough time to wipe out any blood and lose its vitality.

And only the blood of the living can provide enough energy and vitality to the body of the dried corpse, so that the soul in his body can complete the battle and choose a true master for this body.

As for the blood of the dead, it is just barely enough food to fill the stomach, which can not provide sufficient nutrition, and even if you drink too much, your body will collapse and show symptoms of malnutrition.