Chapter 137: The Grave Master
Soon, the ferocious spirit regained its form, and for the first time, an angry expression appeared on its face, and its mouth roared, as if the previous attack had caused some substantial damage to it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe red burst bomb just now is a powerful weapon that takes seven hundred and forty-nine days to refine, and Dink brought a total of one with him on this trip, which was originally intended to be used to save his life in a critical moment. But who knows that despite this, it is still impossible to completely destroy the evil star in front of him.
Murphy was already at the end of the crossbow at this moment, and she reluctantly summoned two ironclad soldiers, but before she could make a move, she was directly torn apart by the fierce spirit in an instant, and she didn't even play a role in blocking it. I saw that the fierce spirit rushed forward directly, brandishing a stabbing sword in his hand, and was about to hit Murphy, but Dink pushed it away, and a deep wound was cut on his waist, and blood gushed out from it.
"Are you alright?" asked Murphy as he got up from the ground and looked at Dink as he fell to the side. But the situation at this time did not allow her to care about others, because the fierce spirit once again slashed at her with a bayonet sword. If Qiushui was present at this moment, he would definitely not be afraid of this fierce spirit, but Murphy and Dink, and even Yan Feng were all long-range attack fighters, and they couldn't use their hands and feet in such a small space, plus they had already used their own nirvana, and there was no way to resist half a point at this moment. Looking at the bright stabbing sword, Murphy closed his eyes in despair and shouted, "Yan Feng!"
Yan Feng looked at the scene in the coffin and was speechless for a while. I saw a man lying in it, his hands crossed on his chest, his face ruddy, his skin smooth and plump, as if he had just died. The most strange thing is that his whole body is full of silver needles, densely packed, I don't know who did it. If you look closely, the insertion of the silver needle seems to be chaotic, but in fact, each place corresponds to an acupuncture point, and the degree of insertion is also of different shades, like the ancient witchcraft of some tribes. What is striking is that there is a long golden needle stuck in the middle of his forehead, which seems to be different from other silver needles in terms of material. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Murphy's shout from below, and in a hurry, he directly pulled out the golden needle from the man's head. A whistling sound sounded like hell in my ears, and the man's body quickly dried up and decayed, and finally turned into a puddle of corpse water, leaving no bones behind. And those dense silver needles also fell into it, Yan Feng originally wanted to take one back to study it, but he smelled the strong fishy smell, so he gave up.
Murphy had been waiting for death, but after a long time, no pain hit. So she slowly opened her eyes, and found that the evil spirit was gone, and the immortal candles around her were still burning quietly, only the mess everywhere told her that everything just now was not a dream. There was a faint moan from the side, and she remembered that Dink was injured, so she hurriedly went to his side and tore off his clothes to tie him up with the wound, which stopped the blood from continuing to flow. Yan Feng also came down from above at this time, and when he saw the two of them like this, he suddenly felt very guilty, thinking that it would be good if he moved faster.
"Let's get out of here first. Yan Feng picked up Dink on his back, and then said to Murphy. Murphy nodded, and they jumped straight from the broken pit to the second floor, and then down the stairs to the first floor. Just as they were approaching the portrait, Murphy suddenly stopped.
"Listen, is there a sound?"
Yan Feng listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a faint snoring sound, and the location seemed to be behind the portrait. So he put Dink down, and then carefully opened the portrait, and saw a square hole in it, and the fat man was sleeping in it.
"Hey, you're done shopping, I'll just say it's nothing here..... it's strange, why am I here, I remember that someone seemed to hit me in the back just now, and why are you all injured, did you meet someone from the black-clothed organization?" The fat man rubbed his eyes, looked at Yan Feng and said.
"Well, I'll talk to you later, let's go first. Yan Feng shook his head, the fat man wanted to ask something, but he was glared at by Murphy fiercely, and immediately closed his mouth. At this moment, the door had opened again, and before they could walk out, Yan Feng walked to a candlestick, took the candle down, and threw it on the ground.
And on the other side, in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.
Lin Lin felt the strangeness on her feet, looked down, and suddenly screamed and shook off the gray hand. At the same time, many corpses crawled out of the surrounding tombs one after another, some of them were covered with green carrion, and many maggots fell with every step, and some were simply white bones, and some parts of the body had long since disappeared. At this moment, they all staggered towards the two of them as if they had been manipulated.
"Tornado!" Lin Lin forcibly held back his nausea, and with a wave of his hand, three small tornadoes formed around him, and then swept towards those zombies. Under the strong wind, they almost didn't even have the ability to resist, and they were directly dismembered. Suddenly, the broken arm and leg were scattered all over the place, and a skull happened to fall next to Lin Lin's feet, and he opened and closed his mouth to bite it, but was kicked away by Cao Ming.
"What kind of person, still playing such boring tricks?" Cao Ming frowned at the moment, missing his usual smiling face.
"I just wanted to surprise the two of you. Suddenly, a man wrapped in a white bandage, revealing only a pair of eyes and green hair, appeared in front of the two of them. "Let me introduce myself, I am the Gravemaster, a subordinate of Lord Flo, the Thousand Winged Bat King. ”
"It turned out to be the rebels. Cao Ming snorted coldly, he had naturally heard of Flo's name, but he didn't expect to meet rebels here, but this was a bit unexpected for him.
"By the way, when we meet for the first time, I have a big gift for the two of you, and I don't know if you will like it. The grave master held up a hand, then pointed to the side. Looking in the direction he pointed, he saw two white tombstones standing on small earthen bags on the side, the tombstones were still very new, and they seemed to have just been inserted. If you take a closer look, the names of Lin Lin and Cao Ming are written on it.
"Damn fellow. Lin Lin just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Cao Ming.
"Leave this guy to me. Cao Ming looked at the grave master in front of him and showed a strange smile.