Chapter 365: The Iron Corpse Mutates, Skillfully Captures Heaven
The corpse was two meters tall, burly, with broad shoulders, a straight waist, and two hammers.
Li Ang looked closely, and the surface of the two hammers was full of cracks and rust, apparently in disrepair and had long been overwhelmed.
"Could it be...... Is this an iron corpse? β
Li Ang swallowed his saliva, feeling inexplicable.
Although the combat effectiveness of the iron corpse is far beyond ordinary people, it also depends on what kind of opponent it is compared with.
The iron corpse in front of him had his arms down, and the hammer in his hand was rusty, and he didn't look threatening at all.
Leon tentatively took a few steps forward, but found that the iron corpse did not react at all.
In that case, there is no need to be afraid.
He took out his dagger and carefully stabbed the iron corpse in the stomach.
The iron corpse had no power to resist, allowing the dagger to stab into the abdomen.
"Goodo......"
Bright red blood gushed out, poured on Leon's body, and flowed down his skin into his body.
This scene frightened Li Ang, and he took a few steps back and distanced himself.
This iron corpse was huge, toned, muscular, and powerful, but it was motionless, like a dead man.
"Hey......" Li Ang gently nudged the iron corpse.
The Iron Corpse didn't react.
"Strange."
Leon wondered, could this thing be a piece of wood that would fall over when you pushed it?
"Forget it, leave him alone."
He gave up the entanglement, turned around and walked to the third golden coffin, and continued to pry the coffin board.
This time, the golden coffin is very heavy, and it takes brute force to open it, and it will also wake up the ghosts buried below.
Fortunately, only the last layer of film remained on the coffin board, which was quickly uncovered by Li Ang.
Reveal the empty black wooden box underneath.
Leon dragged the wooden box to the stone platform and opened the lid.
The wooden crates are filled with various porcelain and jade objects, as well as various ancient artifacts, including various scrolls.
Leon glanced around cursory, but didn't find what he was looking for, so he pulled out a portrait.
The painting, which is about 40 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide, is about 40 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide, and depicts a woman in a magnificent palace costume with her back to all beings, with a solemn and solemn expression.
Leon looked at the portrait carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if he had seen it before.
Suddenly, a violent tremor was heard, and the ground shook violently.
Li Ang's face changed suddenly, and he quickly grabbed the scroll and jumped down the steps as he rolled over.
The loud bangs continued one after another, and the entire mountain trembled with it, as if it could collapse at any moment.
"it!" Li Ang scolded secretly, didn't think much about it, and ran wildly.
He had been injured and had not yet recovered, and after running a few steps, he fell to the ground, got up again and ran wildly.
The wound on his ankle was torn even more severely, hurting to the bone marrow and causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
I don't know how long I ran, Li Ang heard the whistling wind in his ears, looked back, and was stunned.
There's a huge wall ahead!
It is more than fifteen meters high, and its entire body is made of rocks, which is thick and hard.
"Damn, where is this Nima?" Leon wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around, "Didn't you say hell?" How can there still be a city? β
The city wall is engraved with many exquisite reliefs, and the carving is ingenious and ingenious.
"Could this be...... The tomb of an emperor, right? β
Li Ang muttered to himself, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine and his sweat stood on end.
"it!"
In the next second, he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and quickly turned around and fled towards the city gate.
"Roarβ"
A low, hoarse roar came from the city gates, faintly tinged with excitement.
Immediately afterward, Leon distinctly heard the city gate slowly open, making a cacole grinding sound.
Leon's heart rose to his throat, and he used his strength to feed, and rushed out frantically.
Leon banged desperately on the heavy city gate, and his mind was confused: "Is this hell, the underworld, or the tomb...... Could it be the burial pit of some emperor or king? β
"Bang!"
A powerful whip leg slammed into Leon's cheek, kicking him out and smashing him into the gravel hill next to him.
Li Ang felt that half of his face was hot and painful, several teeth had fallen out, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Roar!"
A huge figure leaped down from the city wall with heavy steps and approached Leon.
Its fur is pitch black, it glows, and its eyes are fierce.
Leon struggled to open his eyes, and with the help of the light of the bright flashlight, he could see its appearance clearly.
It was a majestic wolfdog with sharp fangs, hideous and ugly, and a brass chain around its neck.
"This ......," Leon's eyes widened in disbelief, "it's a dog?!" β
That's right, the giant iron corpse he saw just now didn't exist at all.
The owner of this wolfdog was an old man with a disheveled hair and covered in blood.
He was naked, his skin was sickly pale, his body was thin and withered, his skin was covered with bones, like a skeletal frame, and he looked like a rotten wood.
But Leon would not be naΓ―ve enough to think that the other party was an old man.
"You...... Who are you? Li Ang stood up with severe pain, stared at the old man and asked.
He always felt that the old man was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he simply didn't bother.
"Hehehe......" the old man grinned, "guess what." β
"Uh...... Are you a ghost? Leon hesitated.
The old man did not deny it.
Li Ang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you kill him?" β
He was referring, of course, to the iron corpse from earlier.
"Kill and kill, what's the problem?" The old man asked lightly.
"Why are you locking him up?" Leon asked.
"Because he has committed a sin, he deserves to be punished." The old man said indifferently, "Besides, that guy is hopeless." β
"How could he not be saved...... Li Ang was stunned, "he is obviously alive and well!" β
"Huh." The old man sneered, "That's just a curse I put on him, and I'm going to keep him in a cage forever until he dies." β
As soon as the words fell, the old man's body stiffened, and a strange creaking sound came out of his throat.
Li Ang's pupils contracted, and he saw that the clothes on the old man's chest were torn, and a cloud of jet-black mud sprayed out of his mouth, instantly staining his chest red.
The old man's body was crumbling, his eyeballs were bulging, his eye sockets were deep, and his eyes were full of death.
"This is ......," Leon froze in place.
He finally determined that the old man in front of him was not a living thing, but a condensation of an evil resentment.
The old man's body slowly collapsed and dissipated, turning into countless dust and drifting into the night.
"Alas......" Li Ang sighed, silently picked up the sword on the ground, and turned around to leave.
"Roar!"
A sudden roar came from behind him, making his ears ring.
"Huh?!"
Leon suddenly turned around and saw the wolfhound baring its fangs and lunging at him!
"Grass!" Leon cursed and brandished his sword to fight with the wolfdog.
The two are equal in strength and fight fiercely.
Li Ang has the advantage with his rich fighting skills, slashing left and right, side kicks, and killing with moves, forcing the wolf dog to only defend.