Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 31 Sir, times have changed!
  The six-winged centipede occupies the Pingshan Tomb.

Except for the corpse king deep in the medicine wall, he is almost invincible.

But the five elements in this world are reincarnated and in conflict with each other.

He has always been overbearing and unreasonable.

Just like it feeds on the five poisons of Pingshan at will.

Until the moment when the cry that sounded like cracking gold and cracking stone sounded above the head.

Only then did it suddenly realize that the transformation of life was so terrifying.

The feeling of oppression coming from the depths of blood and soul.

It almost made him heartbroken and out of his mind.

After finally breaking free from it, there was only one thought left.

That's escape!
  Escape back to your old nest to have a chance of survival.

only……

In a life-and-death fight, there is no room for any distraction.

Only then can the mind be sober.

A sharp sound broke through the air.

When the cold light tears apart the night.

When arriving.

The six-winged centipede's pupils finally reflected its appearance.

It's a knife!

A small knife with an ordinary style and a faint light.

is really small.

It's not as long as the shortest leg under its belly.

But for some reason, it sensed a hint of heart palpitations in the dim light.

That is the sense of smell that it has developed over hundreds of years of practice and countless life-and-death battles.

The six-winged centipede subconsciously raised its front jaw, intending to swat it away.

"Wow—"

But something just happened.

The crow of the phoenix and the rooster, which sounded like a piercing cloud and cracking stone, sounded again.

This time, it almost exploded in its ears.

The six-winged centipede seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its movements were instantly slowed down countless times.

then……

It looked at the knife, and its pupils grew bigger and bigger.

laugh!
  A sound as clear as cutting paper sounded.

The small sharp edge sank into the depths of its pupils without any hindrance.

If it were a long gun.

At this moment, the six-winged centipede's head was about to be pierced.

But even so, a sharp pain that penetrated into the bone marrow was instantly heard in the depths of its mind, causing it to howl and roar like crazy.

The huge body was twisting desperately on the ground.

how many years.

It can't be remembered at all.

How long had it been since I had been seriously injured like this?

The six-winged centipede has a body like armor and is invulnerable to invulnerable weapons. It also has six wings and can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

Even the corpse king couldn't hurt it.

It's just that it has nothing to do with the opponent.

There is only one weak spot in its body.

That's the eyes.

Chen Yulou knew this very well.

The reason for releasing the Angry Chicken to suppress its ferocity was for this moment.

Fortunately.

The result is great!

"This, Brother Chen..."

"The power of the shopkeeper!"

Seeing that the old demon suddenly fell into madness, everyone who hid his figure in the darkness shouted loudly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Even Partridge Whistle was amazed.

The moment the six-winged centipede appeared.

His mind almost sank to the bottom.

One or two... six wings in total.

It is said that if you want to grow such wings among snakes, insects, centipedes and scorpions, you have to practice hard for hundreds of years to grow one.

And there were actually three pairs of six old centipedes.

Doesn't it mean that it has been cultivating under this Pingshan Mountain for at least six to seven hundred years?

In addition, it will take at least a hundred years to unlock spiritual wisdom.

That adds up to eight hundred years.

The legendary Peng Zu only lived this long.

For a moment, Partridge Whistle felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He doesn't know how to kill such a big monster?

but……

Now this scene.

But it refreshed his mind and rekindled the fire of hope.

correct.

And fire.

Partridge Whistle leaned over and looked at the six-winged centipede that had lost one of its eyes. He only cared about the severe pain but ignored the fire outside.

Just in case.

Chen Yulou buried more than a dozen barrels of kerosene.

In this short period of time.

The entire hall has been engulfed in flames. Even though he was hiding on the six or seven-meter-high palace beam, Partridge Whistle could only feel a monstrous fire coming toward his face.

The six-winged centipede inside was even more burned and kept roaring.

"Brother Dao, take action."

"We must not give it any chance of survival!"

Partridge Whistle is still in a daze.

There was already a cold drink in my ears.

Suddenly he was brought back from his wandering thoughts.

Look sideways.

Chen Yulou's gentle face was now as cold as ice.

Especially those clear and transparent eyes contain an astonishing killing intent.

He asked himself how he had traveled around the world for so many years.

The murderous aura he cultivated is already deep enough.

But at this moment, the startling glance made him feel a chill in his heart.

but.

At the moment, he didn't dare to think too much.

If such an old demon who has been practicing for hundreds or thousands of years is killed so easily, it would be too underestimated.

While talking.

Chen Yulou had already used Swallowtail, stepping on the beams on the roof of the palace, and stepped lightly on the highest courtyard wall.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle lifted up his Taoist robe and patted down the waist and abdomen.

Only a click was heard.

It seemed as if it had touched some kind of machine expansion.

A barb with splashes of cold light suddenly shot out from under the Taoist robe and sank into the rock wall. He jumped up like a bird, crossed the air and landed on the other side.

The moment he landed.

Chen Yulou glanced at it from a distance.

Under the Taoist robe that was blown up by the wind, he was obviously wearing a piece of leather armor, and he didn't know what it was made of.

Shoulders, elbows, knees and between waist and abdomen.

You can still vaguely see the armor grooves made of fine steel, with barbs hidden in them.

Dig the mountain to climb the mountain.

A few words slowly emerged in his mind.

Another weapon for moving mountains.

It is indeed one of the most mysterious sects in the world, and the foundation of Moving Mountain is far beyond the imagination of the world.

Even if it is the Xiling faction famous for its weapons.

It is also difficult to create such precise objects.

dong dong dong-

After the two of them took their positions.

There was a series of dense footsteps like rain coming from behind.

Without looking back, Chen Yulou knew it was Kunlun and others.

No one in the group was talking nonsense, and they each looked for the most suitable position to stand.

The firelight soaring into the sky reflected the cold and stern faces.

Among them, the old foreigners are the most agile.

The big bow on his back does not affect his figure at all, and he does not even need sharp weapons such as mountain climbing armor.

With just one hand, he climbed into a crack in the blink of an eye.

The quiver was thrust into the ground.

Then he set up the big bow, pulled out three arrows, and fastened them on the bowstring.

Almost no need to aim.

A finger pull.

A buzzing sound exploded out of thin air.

Three iron arrows also cut through the night and shot hard at the six-winged centipede in the sea of ​​fire.

Listen to that extremely oppressive string control sound.

Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

His eyes slowly narrowed, following the three cold lights.

Boom boom boom!
  Blink of an eye.

The iron arrow had already broken through the air.

One pierced the six-winged centipede's one eye and flew away. Unfortunately, it had already become extremely cautious, and before the cold light arrived, it was swatted away by its jaws.

Two arrows remain.

Although the energy accumulated is fierce.

Enough to break through gold and stone.

But only two shallow white marks were left on the six-winged centipede's pitch-black carapace.

"So hard?"

Chen Yulou frowned.

He even suspected that the old demon had spent hundreds of years in Pingshan and spent all his time polishing his shell.

but.

No matter how thick the shield is, it will be broken sometimes.

if not.

That must be not enough guns.

And he, Chen Yulou, as the true native emperor of the Three Hunan and Four Rivers areas, the most indispensable thing is a gun!

With a wave of his hand.

Suddenly there was a crashing movement in the night behind him.

Dozens of Changsheng Mountain elites walked out from the cracks in the mountain, each holding a spear in their hands, with astonishing momentum and murderous intent.

"Hit me."

"Broken its turtle shell!"

(End of this chapter)