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" Don't worry, it'll be fine. The person who can kill me in this life hasn't been born yet," Shen Hao patted Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's shoulder to comfort him.
In his heart, he also felt that the 500 yuan was worth it. There were very few Taoist masters who did their best.
As for the people who mocked him, Shen Hao shook his head speechlessly and sneered in his heart. How many of them could survive?
Did he really think that a crappy rooster could deal with a six-winged centipede?
Looking at Old Crooked Luo and the others who were ready to enter the tomb, Shen Hao did not go up to remind them. He just looked at them indifferently.
Shen Hao wasn't Old Luo, so he wouldn't kill them.
Just because he killed someone, he had to change his mind. Not to mention anything else, Shen Hao himself could not even pass it.
Three views were not something to judge others.
It was used to restrain oneself. If a person's three views were broken, then that person would have no moral bottom line.
Even clay figurines had some anger. Shen Hao was not a good person. Which of these soldiers and Old Luo were good people?
Even if he died, he would be helping the people get rid of evil!
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed looked worriedly at the top of the Bottle Mountain, but no one believed him. What could he do?
As for leaving, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed didn't even think about it.
As a Taoist priest, although he loved to play, he had to do something when he encountered such a great evil thing that brought disaster to the human world. This was the persistence of a Taoist priest of Mao Mountain and also the mission of a Taoist priest.
He saw Francolin Whistle take out two Mountain-Piercing Cave Armor from his basket and place them at the entrance of the tomb. It became as simple as digging hard soil and smashing tofu. He easily pierced through the mountain and entered. Everyone in Xie Ling watched with admiration and felt that their horizons had been broadened.
About an hour later, there was a cry of surprise!
Francolin Whistle and the others used the pangolin to successfully find the entrance.
The old foreigner brought the pangolin and went to scout the way.
Chen Yulou, who was at the side, did not say a word. He was obviously uncomfortable. He had spent so much effort and lost so many brothers, but he could not do anything about it. How could the Paragon Whistle be opened so easily?
Seeing this, his subordinate hurriedly comforted him," It's just two animals. He's just lucky. Without the help of our Mountain-Lifting Strongmen, he's nothing."
After the old foreigner came up from the tomb, he said excitedly,"It's as beautiful as a fairyland."
Hearing this, Old Crooked Luo pulled the wound on his eye excitedly. He gritted his teeth and was extremely excited.
"Well done, Mountain Moving Warlock is indeed extraordinary."
"Walk down the tomb!"
"It's Luo Shuai!"
Zhe Gushao took the lead and went down the cave first. Chen Yulou followed behind him silently.
The mist was like an illusion. The four pavilions were about the same size and layout. They were all two-story buildings with upturned eaves and tiles. They were surrounded by a large osmanthus tree.
Outside the pavilion, there were jade carvings. It was beautiful and peerless, like a fairyland.
After Old Crooked Luo entered, he was so excited that he almost cried when he saw the fairy-like palace. The lamps lit inside were also made of special materials that would not go out for ten thousand years.
He patted the pillar and heard a thud. He couldn't help but exclaim,"Damn it, this building is made of pig iron. It's too arrogant."
Chen Yulou rolled his eyes and said,"The iron cage is naturally not for people to live in. With such a tight defense, there must be treasures."
Old crooked Luo was overjoyed. He took a puff of his cigarette and said excitedly,"I knew there was a treasure. I'm rich, I'm rich.”
Because they had suffered too many traps before, they were not reckless this time. Instead, they were careful.
Zhe Gushao was also very curious. He had robbed many tombs, but he had never seen such a luxurious group of tombs.
Entering the iron building, he saw a bare-footed jade statue worshiped in the hall. It was about two feet long. It should be the King Pharmacist of the Immortal World.
With such a large piece of jade, crooked old Luo said excitedly,""Hurry up and pack it up. Nainai, it's time for our Old Luo to make a fortune."
"Don't take a look wherever you go. Pack up all the gold, silver, and jewelry."
Regarding Old Crooked Luo's behavior, Flower Spirit, Zhegu Shao, and the others curled their lips and did not say anything.
They didn't do it for money, but for the Dust Pearl.
He sized up the medicine pavilion. The porcelain bottles and jade altars inside were all sealed.
He opened it and saw that it was filled with all kinds of precious medicinal herbs. There were dog treasures, turtle treasures, and so on. They were all precious medicinal herbs that could only be found in the imperial palace. There were also walnut-sized spirit pills, all of which were extremely precious.
Everyone in Xie Ling knew what was good. Just the bottles used to make the pills were expensive and gorgeous. How could the pills inside be ordinary?
As soon as he went up to the second floor, he saw a woman and was shocked.
The woman was only a back view. She looked like a living person, but there was no aura.
What was even stranger was that this woman was wearing clothes from the Ming Dynasty. This tomb was from the Yuan Dynasty, and this iron cage was sealed. No one would come in at all.
Thinking of this, Francolin Whistle's hair stood on end. He really didn't know if he was a human or a ghost.
"Is he a human or a ghost?"
There was no reply. Francolin Whistle boldly touched the woman's shoulder and immediately turned into dust and disappeared.
Everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, thinking that it was poison.
The sky was filled with paper scraps. This woman was actually a paper figurine that had been here for hundreds of years.
Everyone was curious. A paper figurine actually looked like a real thing. It was really a divine work.
Chen Yulou's heart sank. The clothes of this paper figurine were obviously from the Ming Dynasty, and the tomb was indeed from the Yuan Dynasty. This…
After thinking for a long time, he could not figure out why.
Chen Yulou rushed over as he heard a sudden exclamation.
"Why are you shouting? What haven't I seen?"
After saying that, he turned on the light and saw a person sitting cross-legged at the exit of the tunnel. He was dressed in black, tall, and had a thick beard on his face. Chen Yulou broke out in a cold sweat when he saw him, but when he looked carefully, he was blocked by the fog.
Everyone had seen it just now. Many people's legs were trembling and their voices were trembling.
"Is this a zombie?"
" Didn't you see the corpse wearing a black robe and a black hat?" Zhe Gushao asked." He had boots on his feet. How could a Yuan Dynasty noble dress like this?"
Chen Yulou nodded. Everyone was a frequent grave robber, especially the Mountain-Unloading Strongman and the Yuan Dynasty's mortal enemy.
He knew the Yuan Tomb like the back of his hand.
Elder Luo said,"I often watch shows. Only the actors who play the hook ghost would dress like this."
Everyone fell silent. Just now, there was a female paper figurine dressed in Ming Dynasty clothing, and now there was another one dressed in a ghost hook costume. This made everyone's hair stand on end.
Grave robbing was a test of courage. Without courage, one would suspect ghouls.
Old Luo did not believe it. He took the gun and walked forward to take a look. It was actually a dried corpse. He was instantly furious and fired.
"F * ck, you scared me!"
Suddenly, Chen Yulou found a sign and picked it up.
"Mountain Guardian!"
Instantly, he understood the paper figurine.
The Mountain Guardian was also a tomb raider and was mysterious.
" It seems like this tomb has been robbed," Francolin Whistle said with a sigh.
Everyone was silent. They did not expect that after all their efforts, someone else would beat them to it.
Suddenly, the mountain shook and everyone was shocked.
Under the light, a huge shadow appeared.
The shadow was blurry and at least ten meters long.
"It's a centipede!"
"Oh my god, such a big centipede, run!"
Chen Yulou and the others were also scared out of their wits. Such a huge centipede was simply lethal.
Unfortunately, their speed could not compare to the centipede. In an instant, many people were killed by the centipede's sharp claws.
Wherever the sharp claws passed, it was like cutting melons and vegetables.
Francolin Whistle finished his work and pulled his junior brother, the old foreigner, and the flower spirit to hide.
Francolin Whistle took out his shell spear and fired at the centipede.
The six-winged centipede seemed to have been enraged and charged straight at them.
In order to avoid it, the three of them split up. The old foreigner was split into two and received his lunch box.
Zhe Gushao's eyes were red." Junior Brother."
Then, he started fighting the six-winged centipede without any regard for his life.
The rest of the Xieling Bandits, Old Crooked Luo, and the others scattered in fear.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's heart sank as he watched more and more Baleful Yin Qi gather in Bottle Mountain.
He thought to himself, I'm finished.
No one understood better than him the destructive power of a Thousand Year Corpse King.
Boom!
There was a loud bang!
The door of the tomb was opened, and the people who had entered the tomb earlier escaped one after another.
One of Old Luo's arms had been cut off by the centipede. He wailed in pain.
He shouted angrily at the soldiers beside him,"Hurry up and give me that big smoke!"
"It's Luo Shuai!"
A few soldiers helped Old Crooked Luo stop the bleeding while looking at the tomb behind them in fear.
Sha, sha, sha. At this moment, Zhe Gushao and the flower spirit Chen Yulou also ran out.
Behind him was a huge centipede with three wings on each side.
The centipede's red head had a reddish-black back and a pale red abdomen, making it look particularly terrifying.
Shen Hao looked at the centipede that was more than ten meters long and was dumbfounded. It was like a semi-trailer truck. He subconsciously took out the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.
The four-eyed Taoist priest hurriedly took out a talisman and made a few hand seals that Shen Hao couldn't understand. He wrote a lightning bolt on his hand and muttered,"500 Lightning God Palms.
When pushed open, the earth would shatter, and the sky would collapse. If evil spirits and ghosts met this, they would instantly turn into dust.
Evil beast!"
He chanted the Five Thunder Incantation and a bolt of palm lightning shot out from the talisman towards the six-winged centipede. The centipede felt pain for a moment and then became even more ferocious.
At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong were surrounded by a golden light curse.
Due to the addition of Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, the six-winged centipede became much weaker.
Moreover, Mao Mountain had a bonus against these demons and monsters. The six-winged centipede did not have any advantage and lost a few legs.
At this moment, a roar shook the valley.
The originally ferocious six-winged centipede seemed to have encountered heaven and earth and retreated in fear.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's expression changed drastically as well. He turned pale and powerless.
"It's over. It's midnight. The Zombie King has come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure arrived in front of the six-winged centipede as fast as lightning.
He grabbed the pincer on the six-winged centipede's head, and the six-winged centipede actually hissed in fear.
Before anyone could understand what was going on, the six-winged centipede was torn into two.
A black figure wearing a Yuan Dynasty general's robe stood in the middle of the crowd. He was tall and sturdy, and it was obvious that he was an expert who cultivated both internal and external cultivation.
" A thousand-year-old zombie has already become a flying zombie," Daoist Priest Four-Eyed swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said in shock.
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. This was actually a zombie?
Everyone looked over under the light of the torches and couldn't help but gasp.
This zombie was no different from a living person. It was not like a normal zombie's body that was stinky and shriveled. Not only did its skin not shrivel, but it was no different from a normal person's. It even had some redness.
If it wasn't for the pair of exceptionally long teeth in front of the door that emitted a cold light, as if they could thirst for blood at any time, everyone would have thought that this was the same person.
Everyone was helpless. The six-winged centipede, which was invulnerable to swords and spears, was actually killed by this zombie in an instant. This was enough to prove how powerful this zombie was.
Everyone's expression was one of defeat and regret.
If he had listened to Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's words back then, he would have escaped earlier and not lost his life.
"Flying zombie? "What's this?" Shen Hao asked in confusion.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed quickly explained,""Normally, corpses are called zombies. After drinking the blood of their loved ones, they become hairy zombies. When they reach white zombies, they become iron walls.
And this one, after cultivating into a demon in the land of evil spirits through the Yin Escape and the Nine Stars Reversal, had already become a demon. After becoming a demon, the zombie could fly, also known as the Flying Zombie. It could walk like the wind, and wherever it went, it would be thousands of miles away. It was considered the king of zombies.”
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