The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1027 Leaving the Ancient Tomb

Chapter 99

Seeing Gui Ming running away, Long Xiaoshan immediately knew that Gui Ming must have run out of fuel, so he hurriedly chased after him, but there was no sign of the stone wall being broken.

Long Xiaoshan glanced over with his heavenly eyes, only to see a black aura going away very quickly.

"Tudun!"

Long Xiaoshan immediately understood that Patriarch Guiming had used an escape technique to escape.

Otherwise it would not be so fast.

Gui Ming's speed was very fast, and he disappeared within the range of his heavenly eyes in the blink of an eye.

With such a brilliant escape technique, Long Xiaoshan couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

He had no choice but to give up.

And the poor should not chase after him, for an old monster like Guiming who has lived for hundreds of years, who knows what tricks he can use to kill people, he just tried out all the tricks and all the tricks.

Even this can't kill Gui Ming, it can only be said that he is not strong enough.

If it weren't for his clairvoyance.

It must be him who died here today.

Long Xiaoshan gave up the pursuit and walked back. At this time, the Blood God Son was still trapped by his Dharma image, roaring and struggling.

Long Xiaoshan himself has also cultivated the incarnation outside the body.

It can be seen that the Blood God Son must be the incarnation of Gui Ming, otherwise when the Blood God Son was severely injured by the Dharma Aspect just now, Gui Ming's breath would not be injured as well, which gave him a chance, and now he sees the Blood God Son struggling.

He sneered: "Even if you run away, don't think about it."

Long Xiaoshan charged towards Blood God Son with his sword.

Originally, the Blood God Son was no match for his Dharma Form, but now with the addition of Long Xiaoshan, it is even more impossible to cause any waves. The sword energy and thunder method constantly bombarded the Blood God Son, coupled with the suppression of the Dharma Form.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Son of Blood, who had been scattered countless times, finally couldn't take it anymore, screamed, and completely dispersed into nothingness.

At the same time, somewhere in the mountain, a black shadow howled miserably, fell out of the soil, howling ferociously.

"No!! Damn it, Patriarch, sooner or later I will kill all the Buddhist bald donkeys..."

After killing the Blood God Son.

Long Xiaoshan saw a large number of golden light spots coming from the void and pouring into his merit jade bottle, good guy, there are so many merits, Long Xiaoshan was overjoyed, this time the merits obtained were unprecedented, and all of them were golden .

It can be seen that killing the Blood God Son is a good thing with supreme merit.

such a pity.

Let that ghost go away.

A ghost clone has such great merit.

If you can kill Gui Ming.

I'm afraid the merit will be even more exaggerated.

Long Xiaoshan smacked his lips regretfully, completely forgetting that he was almost killed by Gui Ming just now.

Put away the magic powers.

Long Xiaoshan turned his head and walked towards Longzu and the others: "Are you all right?"

Yan Bing and the others shook their heads numbly, they were a little numb from the shock.

"Xiaoshan." Zhao Xiaoqiao stood up with some difficulty, her face pale: "Your chest..."

Long Xiaoshan's chest collapsed, which was knocked out by Guiming just now, it looked a little shocking, Long Xiaoshan shook his head: "I'm fine, how are you?"

Long Xiaoshan quickly grabbed her hand.

Just now Zhao Xiaoqiao was bounced off by Gui Ming's evil spirit, and also suffered serious injuries.

There is still a suffocation in the body now, Long Xiaoshan quickly used his true energy to force out the suffocation in Zhao Xiaoqiao's body, Zhao Xiaoqiao looked better: "Thank you."

"What are you talking about to me?"

Long Xiaoshan said, seeing that Li Huan was still in a coma, he had been searched by the ghost ancestor, and he probably wouldn't wake up for a while.

"Let's search the tomb again and get out of here immediately."

Long Xiaoshan wasn't sure about the extent of Patriarch Guiming's injury. He was afraid that Patriarch Guiming would recover. If Patriarch Guiming came back again, he wouldn't be able to stop him anymore.

Now he has run out of magic powers.

Long Zu and others finally came to their senses and searched the tomb together with Long Xiaoshan, but there was no surprise. The entire tomb was empty, only a stone tablet was found to verify the identity of the tomb owner.

It seems to be a son of a prince during the Kangxi period.

It's a pity that even the funeral objects were emptied.

Long Xiaoshan now doubts that it was made by the Heishinmen. As for how the Guiming Patriarch could be a prince's son, he has some doubts, but he can't figure it out for a while, so let's wait for the Dragon Team to investigate.

After all, it is much easier for the dragon group to monitor the hidden doors of the world than him.

Nothing was found.

Long Xiaoshan moved the black coffin into his space ring.

Although the coffin was full of evil spirits, there was no doubt that it was priceless, and the whole body was made of soul-nourishing wood. Long Xiaoshan was not afraid of evil spirits, so he drew a few talismans to seal the coffin.

The other one is the Black Nightmare Knife.

Although the Black Nightmare Knife is small, it feels very unusual to Long Xiaoshan.

Even more terrifying than Tiger Soul Knife.

I don't know where the old man of the Black Scale Sect got it, so he also put away the Black Nightmare Knife.

Seeing that Long Xiaoshan took away these "trophies" without any scruples, several members of the Long team looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out.

According to the rules, these things have to be handed over.

After all, this is the task of the Dragon Group.

But I saw the battle between Long Xiaoshan and Gui Ming just now.

They decide to be blind themselves.

To reason with a terrifying existence like Long Xiaoshan, it would be better to kill them.

After finishing all this, Long Xiaoshan stood by the pool of blood, looking at the piles of bones inside.

I wanted to bury them. After all, these are poor people who were drained by that ghost to refine the Blood God Son.

On second thought, he still gave up.

"Yan Bing, these bones will be handed over to you. Don't let them be buried here without a name. Identify their identities. If there are family members, hand them over to the family members. If there are no family members, set up a cemetery, engrave a tombstone, and bury them." stand up."

"Yes, Dragon, Senior Dragon."

Yan Bing hurriedly responded.

"Let's go." Long Xiaoshan didn't talk nonsense, and left with the people from the Long team. . .

After Long Xiaoshan and others left.

The tomb fell silent again.

The tomb was dead silent.

I don't know how long it took.

In the darkness, there was an incomparably slight sound of footsteps. After a while, a few bricks were lifted, and a skinny man crawled in like a civet cat. Crack!A match was lit in the dark.

Immediately afterwards, the thin man took out a candle and lit it, and then placed it on the southeast corner of the tomb.

If Long Xiaoshan and the others were still here, they would definitely find that this was the old cat that disappeared last night.

The old cat turned on a miner's lamp and saw that the tomb was in a mess. He was so dumbfounded, hey, was this place bombed by missiles? It turned out like this. He knocked the bricks in the tomb. They were not so hard, but they were actually destroyed. into this.

"Grandma, if you can fight again, why don't you drink my old cat's footwashing water, the dragon group is amazing, bah!" The old cat's eyes glowed like a cat in the dark. He was born with night eyes and was born dry. Touch the material of gold.

When he touched the pool of blood, the miner's lamp in his hand trembled and almost fell to the ground. Even after decades of touching gold, he was already immune to the bones of dead people. Seeing the numerous bones in the pool of blood, he still felt his scalp numb. .

"Amitabha, old cat, I'm here to pick up some things you don't need. I didn't kill you. Don't come to me."

The old cat backed away step by step.

Suddenly his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.

He got up and saw that there was a pool of blood on the ground, as bright as amber. It was strange how the blood could be this color. The old cat got closer and suddenly found that the blood was slowly wriggling.

No, he just wanted to raise his body.

The blood actually flew up and stuck to his face like a pancake, and there was a shrill scream in the darkness...

(End of this chapter)