"It's the Quicksand Formation!"
This sudden scene caught everyone off guard.
Other than Feng Bai, who had sensed it, no one had expected that there was actually a hidden killing intent in this pill well.
Chen Yulou's face turned ashen as he felt the terrifying commotion around him.
The Quicksand Formation was known as the Death Formation. No matter how many lives there were, they would be completely buried by the quicksand and suffocated to death.
Only after he shouted did the others react.
Especially Old Crooked Luo, who almost threw the purple jade box in his hand.
He had also experienced the fire and arrows in the ancient city, so how could he not understand that the quicksand formation was clearly the box in the female corpse's hand.
Once they were forced into a passive position, they would immediately trigger the mechanism.
The person who designed the tomb was so vicious.
Along the way, there was no movement. It was to let the tomb robbers who broke into this place relax their minds. After that, countless coffins were placed here, which aroused the greed of people.
In the chaos, no one cared about traps.
"Run!"
In the blink of an eye, dozens of deep pits had already appeared on the rock walls around the pill well. Yellow sand poured down like a dragon sucking water, burying the coffins behind it.
Everyone felt their souls leave their bodies, and the chill was bone-chilling. How could they dare to stay any longer? They wished they could use all their strength to eat and frantically escape towards the entrance of the pill well.
Chen Yulou and crooked old man Luo were the fastest.
The two of them turned around and rushed to the bottom of the well. They grabbed the rope with both hands and wrapped it tightly. They gritted their teeth and desperately climbed up the well.
Francolin Whistle was a step slower.
However, he was wearing the Mountain-Climbing Armor. He slapped his left wrist hard, and four to five iron hooks shot out.
It broke through the wall of the well and nailed it deep into the soil.
Then, he pulled hard again. Borrowing the force of the hook, he flew up into the air like a bird, his speed astonishing.
The others were not as lucky as the three of them.
The quicksand was like a landslide, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of the well was submerged. The bandits who could not escape in time were instantly swallowed up, and they could not even make a sound for help.
The Quicksand Formation was too fierce, and he could not afford to be distracted at all.
More than half of the 200 bandits died in a few seconds.
Those who didn't manage to grab the rope were also filled with despair.
"Get lost!"
Old Crooked Luo, who had already climbed halfway up, suddenly felt the rope under him tighten. The joint of the rope seemed to be on the verge of breaking at any moment.
He turned his head abruptly and realized that there were three or four people caught on the rope.
There were the bandits from Mount Everlasting Victory and the people from his engineer battalion.
At this moment, everyone was already in a panic. There were at least five or six people on each rope, and they did not care if the rope could withstand them.
Seeing that the rope was about to break, Elder Luo tilted his head and shouted at the people below.
However, who would care about him at this time?
Even ants would try to survive. Due to their strong survival instincts, even if they could live a little longer, no one would let go of their hands because of a few words.
The rope was his life-saving straw. If he continued down, he would definitely die.
"Motherf * cker, you bunch of shavers, why do you want me to get angry?”
Elder Luo glared at him with a murderous look. He didn't care about that. He took out his box cannon and fired a few shots.
A few bandits were knocked off the ropes by him.
However, the people below had the will to survive. Seeing that there was an empty space on the rope, they quickly grabbed the rope and continued to climb up.
Seeing this, Old Crooked Luo was even more furious. He pulled out a short knife and cut the rope from under his feet.
Those who were still hanging on the ropes fell to their deaths on the spot.
Scarlet blood seeped out of the corpse and flowed everywhere.
When the others saw this scene, they remained silent. Even Chen Yulou acted as if he didn't see anything and only cared about running for his life.
However…
Among the people who were frantically running for their lives, there was a figure who didn't rush towards the hanging rope immediately. Instead, he ran towards the rolling yellow sand.
Even so, there was no panic in Feng Bai's eyes. On the contrary, they were as calm as a lake. One could even faintly see a hint of powerful confidence.
He had thought of this path the moment the Quicksand Formation was triggered.
Feng Bai remembered very clearly that there was actually another passage at the bottom of the well.
As long as he found the two stone slabs with the ghost heads carved on them, he could jump into them and enter the Cloud Treasure Palace of the Ancient Tomb of Pingshan.
However, the Quicksand Death Formation was extremely dangerous.
If he took a wrong step or missed that fleeting opportunity, he would not be able to escape even if he knew the passage in advance.
Therefore, the moment he charged into the quicksand, Feng Bai slapped his waist.
At the same time, he silently chanted 'now' in his heart.
Suddenly, a piece of yellow paper flew out of the bag like a ghost. It ignited in the air and turned into flames.
The next moment, a huge figure walked out of the flames.
Its body was over three meters tall, its face was as red as jade, and there was a divine light flowing in its eyes.
Feng Bai stood in front of him like a half-grown child.
The giant was wearing golden armor, and the muscles under the armor seemed to be made of steel. As he walked, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, as if a god had descended.
Feng Bai's eyes lit up when he saw the giant.
Paper Figurine Technique!
Golden Armored Warrior!
It was the witchcraft he had obtained from the hanging coffins of Mount Wu and the coffin of High Priest Qingsang.
During this period of time, other than resting and eating, Feng Bai had been cultivating this art day and night. This was the first time he had summoned the golden-armored warrior.
However, the results were far beyond his expectations.
"Break through the quicksand!"
Feng Bai pointed at the surging quicksand in front of him and shouted.
The golden-armored warrior nodded and turned around. He took a step forward with his right foot and took a straight bow stance.
Facing the rolling yellow sand.
A punch was thrown out like a falling star.
Boom!
With a loud rumble, the quicksand was blasted open by the golden-armored warrior's punch. An extremely deep mark appeared on the ground, as if it had been pierced by a pear.
The punch was so powerful that it sent more than ten coffins buried in yellow sand flying.
The ground in front of him was swept open.
"This…"
Seeing this scene, even Feng Bai couldn't help but be speechless. The golden-armored warrior's ferocity far exceeded his expectations.
However, the current situation was dangerous. He didn't have time to exclaim. With the light from the stone lamp above his head, he quickly saw two extremely unusual stone slabs two to three meters away.
It was uneven and carved with countless ferocious evil embossed.
"That's it!"
Seeing this, Feng Bai was delighted.
The golden-armored man sensed his thoughts and took a few steps forward. He half-squatted on the ground and reached out to lift the stone slab, revealing a dark passage below.
Feng Bai knew that the stone door was sealed by the Dog-Head Lock, and without a key, it would be impossible to break it. Yet, the golden-armored warrior couldn't even take half a step forward.
"Good job."
Feng Bai was ecstatic, but he didn't hesitate at all. He directly jumped down.
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