Chapter 12: The Beasts of the Imperial Tomb (2)
However, the punch that had made it so strong that it only made the beast not even have the intention of stopping, and it in turn bit towards Fang Ling.
Fang Ling hurriedly stepped back, and at the same time felt that he had to use the immortal technique, otherwise he would not be able to defeat this thing.
Fang Ling took a deep breath, and the sun fire energy quickly accumulated on his arm, although the fierce beast was strong, but after all, it was a beast, when it pounced, Fang Ling avoided it and then smashed it with a hard punch.
This punch smashed the fierce beast solidly, and roared angrily, and at the same time, one claw and one plan, immediately leaving two long blood marks on Fang Ling's arm.
Seeing that the fist was effective, Fang Ling was immediately overjoyed, one man and one beast were fighting in front of the stone gate, you punched me and I clawed, and the corrosive slime in the mouth kept spitting.
Fang Ling also gradually realized the wonderful use of using fire energy in the battle, and even intermittently urged the ice energy, the power of the fire energy was hot, and the power of the ice energy was cold, and the two forces could not be fused together, but this day and moon melting solution technique just allowed it to play at will.
The beast was indeed powerful, its claws were sharp, its horns were sharp, and the thick stone door could not withstand its strokes, and a deep hole immediately appeared, as if it was cut on tofu, and the slime had a corrosive effect.
Fortunately, Fang Ling has never been lazy in practicing martial arts for more than ten years, his actions are as quick as electricity, and he seized the opportunity to smash the body of the fierce beast with one punch after another, and during the battle, he was inevitably scratched out of deep marks.
In the midst of the fierce battle, the fierce beast suddenly pounced and threw Fang Ling to the ground, Fang Ling didn't push it away with all his might, and simply bit it on its neck in a hurry.
Suddenly, the hot beast blood poured into Fang Ling's mouth, and the fierce beast shook the ground in pain, but Fang Ling was lying on his stomach, and he couldn't plane it, and he drank the beast blood in a big gulp.
Eventually, the beast collapsed to the ground due to blood loss, and soon lost its breath.
Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that after the beast blood entered his body, it was extremely hot, and it was actually entangled with the sun fire, his stomach was like a fire, but he felt that the fire energy was constantly absorbing the beast blood, and he didn't know how long it took, the beast blood disappeared, and the color of the sun fire was more scarlet.
Fang Ling got up, saw the flat horns of the fierce beast, and felt that it was a pity to throw it here, this thing is probably harder than an ordinary knife, and such a thick stone door is cut like tofu, if it can be used as a weapon, wouldn't it be good?
He picked up the dagger, and dug out the two-foot-long flat horn, just the part of the head that could be used as the handle of the knife, and held it in his hand like a scimitar, and there were mottled lines on the horns, which looked quite tasteful.
Fang Ling took a deep breath, took the flat-horned knife and drilled into the underground palace mausoleum from the small hole on the side of the stone gate, as soon as he entered the corridor, he saw that it was full of white bones, he sighed secretly, cleaned the bones to both sides, and then walked forward.
After passing through the long corridor, you can see the mausoleum chamber and the ear chambers on both sides, there are huge deep pits dug in the ear chambers on both sides, one is the palace maid who accompanies the burial, there are a lot of slaughtered horses, and the other ear chamber is placed with clay pots and furniture and other daily necessities.