In the face of such a threat of death, Hu Tao's face did not change at all.

Guarding the balance between life and death is the duty of the masters of the Hall of the Past Generations, and it is also her duty.

The master of the Hall of the Dead never fears death!

The dagger cut through the palm of her hand, and hot blood flowed out, and she looked solemn and determined.

The illusory figure of the red butterfly shuttles through the tomb, and she uses blood as a pen to quickly sketch the entire tomb.

With the last stroke, she stood in the center of the chamber, ignoring the incoming claws and closing her eyes.

[Secret Method: Butterflies Come and Go!] 】

Boom –

The sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves was heard, and the blood sprinkled on the ground flew up, forming bright red flowers in the air.

These blood-soaked flowers are delicate, slightly closed, and exude a terrifying aura.

Although wisdom has not yet been born, it has become the instinct of the zombie king to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Seeing these bright red flowers floating all over the tomb, he ran out without thinking.

But it's like being blocked by an invisible barrier, and you can't get out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One by one, the flowers on the other side bloomed, and the blood droplets like dew splashed in the bloom of this flower, and the moment they left the petals, they turned into scorching flames, and the flames fell to the ground, falling on the bodies of these zombies, and the flames enveloped the entire tomb in an instant.

All the zombies who came to this tomb struggled to turn into ashes in this bright red flame, and even the zombie king, who had no pain at all, could only struggle in the flames, watching his body gradually disappear.

The tense string in his heart was loosened, and Hu Tao's spiritual power was completely exhausted.

The flames enveloped her body and her clothes turned to ashes, but only the Vision shimmered, protecting her master from burning herself in the flames that nearly perished.

Standing with the help of Goma's staff to support his body, looking at the zombies that disappeared in the flames, Hu Tao smiled a little regretfully.

Her physical strength was exhausted, she had lost too much blood, and her spirit was exhausted, and she closed her eyes and didn't know if she would be able to wake up.

"The Hall of the Dead is going to die......"

"Jiang Bai, don't be too sad......"

Between life and death, you can best know what you can't remember.

One is the inheritance of the Hall of the Dead, and the other is Jiang Bai......

"Hall Master!"

Suddenly, she seemed to hear Jiang Bai's voice.

The voice was too unreal, as if it were coming from the other side.

There was also the rumbling of the cracking of the brick wall.

"Hall Master!"

Another voice came, from far and near, anxious and frightened.

"Walnut!"

Finally, the voice came to my ears.

Hu Tao felt that he had fallen into an embrace, and Mi Mi Huhu opened his eyes, and saw a familiar side face.

She was relieved and completely unconscious.

Jiang Bai's heart completely fell the moment he saw Hu Tao, but fortunately, he came in time.

But the next moment, his face flushed.

He quickly turned his head to avoid being burned to death by the fire outside, but by the fire inside.

The flames in the tomb were still burning, and under the scorching heat, even if Jiang Bai put hundreds of layers of rock shields on himself, he felt that he would turn into a pile of ashes in this flame in the next moment, and he must not quickly make up for it while the shield exploded, lest he be directly burned to ashes.

Under the high temperature, his clothes were instantly wet with sweat, and there were even faint signs of spontaneous combustion.

Unable to care about so much, he hugged Hu Tao tightly and prepared to leave here.

But I don't know if the flames were so fierce that the foundation of this tomb could not withstand the heat, and countless cracks appeared.

Jiang Bai realized the danger, and just walked out of this tomb and left the range of flames, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the largest tomb collapsed.

The whole mausoleum is like dominoes, the collapse of one tomb leads to a chain reaction of other tombs, the whole mausoleum is collapsing, there is no place to run!

Jiang Bai could only protect Hu Tao in his arms and spread his wings of the wind, so as not to fall to his death.

The loud sound of the rubble falling on the water kept coming, and with the light of the falling flames, Jiang Bai looked around and found that they were in a rift, and they were falling into the rift.

It was pitch black underneath the rift, but judging by the sound of falling rubble, there might not be a place to settle down there.

Jiang Bai didn't plan to fall directly, he controlled the wings of the wind and hugged Hu Tao, looking for a place to stay.

Soon, he found a place to settle in the rift valley and gently laid down the walnut.

With the light of the lumen stone, Jiang Bai could clearly see the current condition of the walnut.

The knife marks in her palms had stopped bleeding, but her lips were bloodless and pale as paper because of the blood loss.

Even the hair that was originally smooth dried up.

After Jiang Bai silently recited "Amitabha" several times in his heart, he checked Hu Tao's body.

In addition to the knife on his hand, there is a wound on Hu Tao's back that was scratched by those zombies, which was scratched when casting the spell, and now the wound is black, in addition to many large and small abrasions.

Seeing these injuries, Jiang Bai was distressed.

Why didn't he come sooner?

What are Tartaglia and Mora? What compares to a walnut?

"Alas......" sighed, and he took out his wound medicine and bandages to treat Hu Tao's wounds.

The other injuries were easy to deal with, but only Jiang Bai on his back made a difficulty.

The claw wound was not deep, but the problem was that the wound was already black, and he was not a doctor, so there was no way to treat it in a targeted manner.

And the wound was so evil that everyone in the zombie-turned Treasure Hoarders he met when he found it had this wound on their bodies.

Jiang Bai was very worried about whether Hu Tao would also be infected into a zombie.

Now they are even deeper underground, and it is not realistic to go back outside to find someone for treatment, and maybe Hu Tao will be infected all over his body if he delays.

Looking at Hu Tao, who was unconscious due to excessive physical exertion, Jiang Bai gritted his teeth, took out a knife, and prepared to cut off the blackened flesh at the wound after simply eliminating the poison.

He is not very knowledgeable in medicine, but cutting off the necrotic flesh can definitely have a little delaying effect, which is no way.

Hu Tao, who was in a coma, frowned, obviously sensing the pain, Jiang Bai was worried and could only speed up his movements.

Pieces of necrotic flesh were cut off, and the little blood that was left of it seeped out.

Jiang Baizai carefully sprinkled the medicine powder to stop bleeding and analgesia, and then carefully used a bandage to wrap the wound in a circle from front to back.

After treating the wound, he carefully wrapped the walnut in clothes, then took out a bowl and dissolved the anti-inflammatory and antidote powder he had purchased from Bu Bu Lu with water.

Resting Hu Tao's head on his lap, he gently pinched Hu Tao's mouth and fed Hu Tao little by little with a spoon.