Chapter 7: Tomb Horror (Part II)

In mid-air, Yang Fan, who had nowhere to borrow strength, was holding Fei Lao in his hand, and was about to be shot into a hedgehog by thousands of stingers, Yang Fan couldn't care about hiding his skills, grabbed Fei Lao with his right hand, turned over in a volley, and threw the old man out of the range of the stinger like a sandbag. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fei Lao, you catch Baoyu, stay away from me, I will lift these stingers back!" Yang Fan roared loudly, and took out a water gathering charm from his chest, "Burst!"

Fei Qing, who was thrown out, heard Yang Fan's voice in his ears, did not dare to delay, a backflip, his feet hit the ground, he did not hesitate to catch the Baoyu thrown by Yang Fan, and then his body retreated backwards like a ghost, the coquettish figure as light as a swallow, light and smart, elegant and handsome, Yang Fan looked at his swaying back in a chic retreat from the corner of his eyes, and his heart suddenly fell into a trance.

Seal your hands and detonate the talisman.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the essence of the general qi wave mixed with countless water droplets, along the surroundings of Yang Fan's body suddenly shot outward, and the stingers that were constantly approaching around were hit back by the water droplets shot by the qi wave in an instant.

The dinging sound was endless, Yang Fan looked around, except for the jade passage about two meters below him, which was not full of stingers, the rest of the passages of five or six meters nearby were full of stingers, and the stingers were deeply pierced into the jade, and where the purple venom touched, there was an unpleasant fishy smell.

With a pop, Yang Fan was exhausted in mid-air, and he planted his head on the hard jade channel, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Fei Lao, who heard the movement, quickly rushed back.

Yang Fan, whose ears were close to the ground, clearly heard the rattling sound of mechanical gears turning on the walls around him, and his heart suddenly twitched.

"Be careful, Yang Fan, don't move yet, I sense that you are in danger. ”

Fei Lao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he fell to the ground with one hand, and his eyes flashed with a strong color of vigilance, and said to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan naturally knew that there was danger here, because as soon as he heard the strange sounds coming from around the underground wall, a bad feeling also rose in his heart, but he was not proficient in traps and could not clearly judge the source of the danger.

Yang Fan turned over and stood up, but before he could stand firmly, Fei Qing, who rushed over like lightning in the distance, grabbed Yang Fan's hand and said, "Don't look back, run!"

Yang Fan didn't say a word, his legs stomped hard, and he slammed into an afterimage and rushed to the suspended quicksand belt in front of him. A tingling sound of metal clashing sounded in the place where Yang Fan had just left, and countless thumb-thick steel spears slammed out from the four jade walls, leaving countless deep holes the size of thumbs in the opposite stone walls.

"Hey!" Fei Lao let out a low roar, and followed Yang Fan to jump over the suspended quicksand belt that was more than ten meters away, and the ground on which the two of them were standing was still paved with jade. Moreover, on both sides of this deep passage, there are many bronze torches, but the top of the torch has rotted.

Quickly approaching one of the bronze torches, Fei Laozai took a closer look, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes, because he keenly found that this bronze was definitely a pre-Qin thing, and the various patterns carved on it, as well as its shape, were very consistent with the pre-Qin bronze casting.

"Xiao Yang, since there is an unknown danger ahead, then I will try it first, once there is any trap trap launched, if I can't deal with it, you have to save me at all costs, this old man!" Although Fei Qing thinks that his skills are not bad, but in the face of the trap in this cave passage, he still doesn't have much confidence, if Yang Fan hadn't pulled him just now, his old bones would really be trapped in the bottomless suspended quicksand.

The person who set up the trap in this is really powerful, just like the few times Yang Fan and they encountered just now, if it weren't for Yang Fan's quick eyes and the power of the talisman, I'm afraid that Fei Lao at this time would have died tragically in the trap.

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "Fei Lao, you better wait for a while, let me take a look at the situation ahead! My speed is fast, even if I encounter danger, I can retreat again! You take Baoyu and are ready to guide the direction at any time." ”

Fei Qing's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly, and her evaluation of Yang Fan in her heart was even higher.

A fine light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he said in his heart: "Explore the way by yourself, first, you can collect some treasures without being discovered by Fei Lao, and second, you can not use the talisman technique without tabooing Fei Lao's presence." ”

Seeing the six ways and listening to the eight directions, Yang Fan's spiritual power was concentrated to the extreme, his spiritual power had just consumed a lot, plus a part of it that was damaged by the erosion of the yin wind at the beginning, so now he can only release his spiritual power four or five meters away from his body.

After taking two steps forward, Fei Lao's body suddenly stiffened, and he shouted, "Xiao Yang, wait a minute." ”

"What's going on?" Yang Fan walked back quickly, he keenly noticed Fei Lao's abnormality, so he quickly asked.

The two of them are now grasshoppers tied to a rope, so Yang Fan doesn't want anything to happen to Fei Lao, after all, there are many people with great strength, and the two of them work together, maybe they can pass through here and enter inside to find the Gu mother's location.

"Don't move!"

Fei Qing's face changed slightly, and he watched Yang Fan reach out and pull him, so he exclaimed.

Yang Fan paused, a puzzled look appeared on his face, and he asked, "Fei Lao, what's going on......?"

His words didn't continue, because as Fei Lao lowered his head, he saw that Fei Lao seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, a bulging bag, if it was usual, it was not worth noting, but Fei Lao's abnormal reaction now let Yang Fan know that I am afraid that things are not so simple.

"Yang Fan, do you have a rope on you?" Fei Qing asked in a hurried tone.

"Rope, why do you keep asking for rope?"

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "No, you tell me what's going on!"

Fei Lao said quickly: "I stepped on something, if my guess is correct, this thing is definitely controlling some mechanism, and I can't even guarantee how dangerous that mechanism is, so I asked if you have a rope, if there is a rope, you tie one end of the rope around my waist, and then immediately retreat, when I release my foot, you can pull me back by pulling the rope." ”

"Then don't move yet, I'll find a way!" Yang Fan continued.

After speaking, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he retreated towards the back of the passage in an instant, and waited until Yang Fan confirmed that Fei Lao couldn't see the place, took out a plastic rope from the space, and returned in place.

In less than two minutes, Yang Fan returned to Fei Lao, quickly tied the rope around his waist, and then retreated seven or eight meters before he spoke: "It's okay now, right?"

Fei Lao turned his head back with difficulty, and then said, "I'll count down three times, and then you pull me back hard!"

Yang Fan agreed, his spiritual power was concentrated in an instant, he held his breath and concentrated, his hands wrapped around the rope, and his legs arched slightly.

"One, two, three......"

The huge mana was injected into his arms, and Yang Fan felt that his arms definitely had four or five thousand strength, and even the hideous muscles were under the urging of the mana, and his face was hateful.

As soon as the last number of Fei Lao sounded, his legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person retreated backwards like cannonballs, and his arms pulled the rope violently.

With a buzz, the rope was stretched straight in an instant, and it trembled in the air. At the same time that Fei Lao cooperated with the retreat, he was pulled back at that stunned speed.

Where Fei Lao was standing just now, on the walls on both sides, where no trace could be seen, two rows of nail walls about four or five meters long, as if they had been installed with springs, ejected from both sides like lightning, and with the black smoke-like substance that was faster than the nail wall, it was already shrouded in the passage seven or eight meters in an instant.

The nail walls leaned against Fei Lao's side, less than a meter away from him, quickly clamping together with each other, and with a booming sound, suddenly the nail walls returned to the walls on both sides again at that stunned speed.

Staggering, Fei Lao's miserable face had a look of horror, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and after a while, he had the strength to stand up straight, turned around and said in shock: "What kind of person made the trap here?" It's terrifying, if I hadn't let you tie a rope to me in advance, and let you drag me back, I'm afraid that if I dragged it back, at this moment, my old bones would have died tragically in this nail wall!"