Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 824
Not to mention Tian Hao, who was developing the vision of Brother Zheng, Hantie Tomb welcomed another group of people.

"These... are all human?"

Lianhua looked in horror at the clothes hanging from the numerous ice skates, and the Tomb King City standard long knives scattered below.

She didn't think that anyone would hang up a whole set of clothes here bored, let alone those clothes that were infested with pus and blood and frozen into ice cubes.

"What a domineering poison skill!"

Going forward to observe carefully, Murong Ye was also terrified.

This kind of poisonous skill is too overbearing, even the strong in the stellar energy state can't resist it, it was corroded into pus and blood, and no bone residue was left behind.

"Could it be that the magical skill of poisoning hands inherited by the Chudu family is really incomplete?"

With a cloudy expression on his face, Murong Ye really didn't want to believe everything the man said in the moon pool of Guzi's tomb, but the facts were right in front of him, so he couldn't help but believe it.

At least this magical skill of poisoning hands and Luo Shiqiu's real body of the golden-veined unicorn were true.

"How domineering is the magical skill of poisoning hands? Could it be that Mrs. Chu of the Chu Du family has made a breakthrough?"

Lianhua was amazed, she had heard of the magic skill of poisoning hand, which is the top poison skill today.

But according to the records she had read, although the poisonous hand magic skill was overbearing, it was not so appalling.

"It should not be Mrs. Chu, but her daughter Han Qianluo!"

Murong Ye guessed that according to the news brought by the ghost whipping envoy, Mrs. Chu still considered herself the chief tomb envoy of Guzi's tomb, and would definitely not join the tomb attacking party to attack Hantie's tomb.

In today's world, apart from Mrs. Chu, only her daughter Han Qianluo has practiced the magic skill of poisoning hands.

And Han Qianluo also came to Kunlun Mountain!

"Isn't Han Qianluo also a member of the Tomb Sect, she betrayed you?"

Lianhua frowned, disliking this kind of traitorous behavior.

"It shouldn't be a betrayal. If the Tomb Attacker wants to follow the ancestral system and attack the tomb, there is absolutely no possibility of making such a mistake. Han Qianluo may have married into the Tomb Guard, and he is regarded as a member of the Tomb Attacker.

According to the ancestral system of our offensive and defensive factions, this is not considered a violation of the rules. "

After thinking about Murong Ye for a while, he figured out the inner joints. If the Tomb Attackers want to be convinced of their Tomb King City defeat, they must strictly abide by the ancestral system.

Without further words, he jumped to the top floor of a tower, and the inside was neatly filled with large boxes.

Seeing that the boxes were all there, Murong Ye heaved a sigh of relief, just now he was really afraid that these things would be discovered and destroyed by the grave raiders.

"Bring all these high-quality gunpowder!"

Waveing ​​an order to the thousands of Wangchuan dead men brought along, Murong Ye strode towards the shattered cold iron tomb gate.

Those boxes are filled with refined gunpowder, which is extremely powerful. As long as it is detonated in the right place, it will definitely explode the part of the cold iron mountain black ice.

Then the whole thing collapsed under the weight of the mountain, and no one survived.

Thousands of dead soldiers from Wangchuan jumped up, carried the big box weighing hundreds of kilograms on their backs, and followed them into the Hantie Tomb.

Although the weight of hundreds of catties is heavy, it is nothing to martial arts practitioners like them, at least it is not a problem to carry it for a short time.

The crowd soon came to a gate that had been cut open, and Murong Ye's expression was uncertain.

"Young City Lord?"

Seeing Murong Ye standing in front of the tomb door, Lianhua cast a puzzled look.

"Let's go in!"

Without saying anything, Murong Ye continued to walk forward.

That tomb door is not as cold as the outermost cold iron tomb door, but is made of the hardest adamantium iron. It is so hard that it is difficult to break through it even with a tempered holy sword.

That is also the most important door of the Hantie Gate, but now it has been forcibly chopped into pieces, it is really frenzied.

This reminded him of the gate of Guzi's tomb, which was also carved out of Vajra Iron. Since the tomb attackers had a way to break through this tomb gate, it seems likely that the gate of Guzi's tomb was also smashed in this way.

How on earth did those people do it?
Could it be that the Tomb Sect has inherited the secret technique of carving and casting diamonds and irons in ancient times?

Or mastered some kind of means to destroy the diamond iron?
While walking forward, Murong Ye was thinking.

No matter which two it is, it is not a good thing for their Tomb King City.

There are more or less tomb doors made of diamond and different irons in the nine strange tombs. Even in order to ensure that the tombs are safe, the ancestor Luo Wuzi and others did not even pass down the secret technique of digging diamond and different irons.

At least not in their Tomb King City.

And the tomb attack faction has such a means, it will definitely have a big advantage in the next tomb attack, plus that man...

The more he thought about it, the more gloomy his complexion became, and the more determined he became.

This time, those people must be crushed to death in the cold iron tomb!

Everyone quickly came to the position where the ice soul rosette was. Murong Ye stepped on an inconspicuous mechanism on the edge of the passage, and then frowned.

"what happened?"

Lianhua asked suspiciously, guessing that something might have happened.

"According to the degree of freezing of the pus and blood outside, they should have invaded the Cold Iron Tomb an hour and a half ago, and the Holy Messenger alone could not resist it for long.

The ice soul rosette will go up and down every hour, and the upper mechanism can control whether the rosette is stuck below, suppressing the suspension power of the rosette.

But now there is no response, maybe something happened to Lianzuo. "

Murong Ye guessed that something might have happened to the rosette below.

"Come on, let the rope go down to check!"

Signaling the dead man from Wangchuan behind to go down and check the situation, Murong Ye had a bad guess in his mind.

Immediately, some Wangchuan dead men connected the ropes on their backs and lowered them, and then three Wangchuan white-clothed dead men jumped down along the ropes.

Not long after, the rope swayed in a special rhythm, conveying some kind of information, which made Murong Ye's face change slightly.

"The ice soul rosette is indeed destroyed!"

"Leave two people here to guard, and the others follow me down the rope, be careful of gunpowder!"

With an order, Murong Ye took the lead and slid down by grabbing the rope, and everyone followed suit. Lianhua led the twelve golden branches to follow, leaving only two dead men from Wangchuan on top.

"Hey! You stay on guard first, I'll find a place to pee!"

After everyone went down, a dead man from Wangchuan approached and said in a low voice, looking anxious to urinate.

"Then you have to find the right place, don't let the cold air here freeze the bird's nest into ice cubes!"

Another Wangchuan dead man laughed and cursed, but didn't care about it.

It's normal for people to have three urgencies. They followed the young city lord and ran hundreds of miles in one breath, and it was difficult to stop halfway to solve it. It's normal to hold back.

"Screw you!"

Another Wangchuan dead man punched him, but suddenly a poisonous needle popped out from between his fingers, stabbing into his heart.

The other hand stretched out like lightning, grabbing his throat and exhaling, the throat bone shattered.

His throat bone was crushed, and poisonous needles and toxins flowed all over his body along with his blood. The dead man in white glared, but he was powerless to resist.

Struggling for a while, he finally lost his vitality and failed to make a sound in the middle of the journey, warning to the lower side.

Dragging it behind an icicle and hiding it, the dead man in white jumped out of the cold iron tomb and waved his hand. Soon a group of people climbed up, and the leader with a jade knife hanging from his waist was Suo Liancheng from the God Catchment Gate.

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(The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind, the hunter is even behind, and the hunter's housekeeper is behind!)

(End of this chapter)