A large tomb and an evil corpse attracted dozens of Buddhist masters and strangers from the rivers and lakes.

So far, there have been heavy casualties.

Granny Chang and the elegant old man holding the iron ball seemed to know each other, and the two exchanged hands directly.

The action is extremely powerful, and the moves are all killing.

Granny Chang controls the thin silk thread in her hand, which is extremely sharp, but if you don't look closely, you can't find it at all.

The iron ball in the elegant old man's hand was like Bai Hongtu's flying swordsmanship, flying in the air, constantly smashing towards Granny Chang.

The iron ball wasn't big, and it didn't look like it was heavy.

But it does feel like a mountain.

When flying, the sound of the wind is also extremely strong.

Li Yanchu was a little puzzled, if these people were the followers of the Naked Sect, they would inevitably be too much for their own people.

After all, in terms of numbers, it is still his own side that has an advantage, and there are masters like Yuan Yidao.

Even if they were injured, they were not something that these three people could deal with.

Unless they have a backhand!

He didn't wait to think about it.

Boom –

Boom –

Boom –

The ground shook and exploded in several parts of the chamber.

The whole chamber was lit up by the intense light of the fire, as if it were day.

Gravel flew and dust flew up.

The gems above the dome fell, and the aftermath of the explosion was not just around.

There was also a thick black gas bursting out.

It's about to spread in an instant!

"Be careful, this is corpse poison, extremely violent!"

Wang Yunting shouted loudly.

Ptomaine!?

Everyone was shocked!

The Zen master of Mount Kamiyama made a quick decision.

Get out of the way now.

Throw your robe in the air!

The robe instantly became more than ten times larger.

One after another Buddhist runes appeared, setting off the robe like a divine object.

"Come to the robe!"

The Zen master of Mount Kamiyama shouted.

Everyone gathered at the robe of the Zen master of the sacred mountain.

The rich black qi visible to the naked eye was suddenly blocked by the golden Buddha light emitted by the robe.

A huge golden shield was formed.

Call!

A fire suddenly ignited throughout the burial chamber, and green flames filled the burial chamber in an instant.

Wang Yunting's movements were a little slower, and the green flames suddenly enveloped his whole person.

Caught in a ball of flames.

Wang Yunting hurriedly rolled on the ground, then took off the clothes on his body and threw them away quickly.

Except for the fact that his face was a little blackened, he was unharmed.

But only he knew that the flames were extremely powerful.

The fire-avoiding bead on his body shattered in an instant.

The Fire Bead is an extremely rare treasure among their Golden Captains, and it can enter the fire unharmed.

In some tombs, there will be a lot of flames of evil gates, and the fire beads are used to prevent this.

Last time, he robbed the tomb of an unknown prince, and a group of seven people had already succeeded.

Suddenly, the yin fire in the tomb was triggered.

Yin fire is made of the bones of dead people as firewood, combined with corpse oil, and there is a kind of strange beast that eats the dead in the mountains and forests after burning it into powder, and refining it by the method of the evil sect.

Once triggered, it is non-stop and extremely hot.

The seven people who went to the tomb last time were burned to ashes in an instant, and they didn't even let out a wail.

However, Wang Yunting escaped with this fire bead, and he still has lingering palpitations.

But this time, after the green flame was stained, it directly shattered the fire bead.

This means that if there is a little more flame contaminated by Wang Yunting, then he will definitely die.

There was already a sea of fire around him, and he was about to swallow everyone in an instant.

Good to die but not to die.

Wang Yunting's pants were stained with a trace of turquoise flames.

Finished!

This thought suddenly rose in Wang Yunting's heart, and all thoughts were lost.

Phew!

His pants suddenly tore apart and shattered directly at a moment when he couldn't afford to leave.

Two long, strong legs were exposed.

Chilly.

"Let's go!"

A figure that was not too tall snorted coldly and grabbed Wang Yunting's neck.

They swept into the golden shield that the Zen Master of Mount Kamiyama had held up with his robe.

Wang Yunting was shocked, and only then did he see it clearly.

This person is the decisive and calm Qingyun Guanyan Beginner.

He also grasps a man's belt in his right hand.

Chic and dignified, holding a long sword, even if someone grabbed the belt and lifted it.

It still looks a little handsome.

It is in the face of the young man in Chinese clothes who is like a killing god, and the rich son Bai Hongtu who still spits fragrant mouth.

Unexpectedly, he was saved by these two people in the end.

Ah no.

Although this white boy's posture is very chic, he was also rescued.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Wang Yunting clasped his hands into fists and saluted.

No matter how good the name of Captain Jin is, he is still a ninth-rate person who can't get on the stage, and he is despised by many people in the rivers and lakes.

Tomb robbery and grave digging are not good to say.

Grave robbers are also common to fight with each other, intrigue and murder.

But Wang Yunting's words at this time were indeed sincere.

Li Yanchu nodded slightly.

"You're welcome."

The Zen master of Mount Kinabalu supported the robe and blocked the attack of the sea of fire and corpse poison.

Master Huizhen also exerted great mana to help him.

There are many Buddhist exercises, but the power cultivated is pure Buddha power.

It is homologous.

With Master Huizhen joining, the golden shield built by the robe suddenly stabilized a little.

Zen Master Shenshan bowed slightly at Master Huizhen.

"Up!"

He raised the purple gold bowl in his hand.

A golden celestial dragon phantom suddenly appeared in the purple gold bowl.

"The Dharma is boundless!"

The Zen master of Mount Kamiyama shouted.

The golden celestial dragon suddenly circled around the purple gold bowl.

The surrounding sea of corpse poison and fire was immediately attracted by some strange power, and then it was sucked into the mouth by the Heavenly Dragon Phantom.

The black corpse poison and the sea of fire in a huge burial chamber.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it was swallowed by the Celestial Dragon Phantom in the Purple Gold Bowl.

This is the Dharma Protector Heavenly Dragon in Buddhism.

It's an extremely powerful supernatural power.

Bang!

A dazzling golden handprint struck and directly hit the Heavenly Dragon Phantom.

It was the Guanxin monk who killed him!

He doesn't want to see the hard-planned killing game broken by the Zen Master of Shenshan!

Everyone's eyes lit up.

If the contemplative monk breaks the supernatural power of the Zen master of Shenshan, once the fire and corpse poison in this tomb spread, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It was at this time.

A figure swept out, and the qi and blood on his body were like a furnace, and he appeared in the air with just one step.

Phew!

While the knife tore through the air, it also directly broke the big handprint of the Guanxin monk!

It was Li Yanchu.

Li Yanchu's body surface was covered by an invisible qi, and his breath was as thick as a mountain.

He raised the slasher in his hand.

The blade pointed at the Guanxin monk and the others.

"You bastards, I'll kill you all today!"

(End of chapter)