Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 688: Powerful Bone

In this deadly tomb, Su Zimo's spiritual sense was not very useful.

The moment he saw the burial chamber, he smelled a little danger, and then disappeared.

According to legend, the power of ancient powers is infinite, and the means can be used to even shield the sky and hide the sky, let alone deceive Su Zimo's spiritual consciousness!

"It's okay, come with me."

The fat man smiled and walked towards the seventh martyr.

Su Zimo followed closely behind.

The spirit tiger thief frowned and looked around.

"Brother, fat man, those four coffins look quite old, no one has opened them, let's pry them open, maybe there's something in them."

Linghu laughed.

"do not go!"

Su Zimo's eyes were sharp and he shook his head.

Ling Zi was glared by Su Zimo's gaze, and suddenly he was honest, afraid to move these crooked thoughts.

Just then, there was a sudden change in the four corners of the tomb!

Click! Click!

This sound is like the coffin flapping on the coffin, which is extremely harsh!

Rustling!

The next moment, a more strange sound sounded in the tomb.

Everyone looked subconsciously.

I saw that the four coffins on the edge of the tomb seemed to be pushed by people, revealing a huge gap, a dense shadow crawling out of it, extremely fast, like a tide, surrounded the crowd!

"Zombie!"

The little fat man exclaimed.

This black shadow is actually a group of black corpses!

Each corpse is as dark as ink, larger than the palm of an adult, carrying a heavy carapace on its back, and waving six red-red claws. It is extremely sharp, eyeless and earless, but it can clearly sense the location of everyone. !!

The faces of all were pale.

The little fox had long been scared to hide in Su Zimo's arms, and was afraid to look up.

"Come on!"

Su Zimo sang loudly.

Everyone rose into the air and rushed towards the seventh martyr.

This swarm of corpses leaped into the air, like a black torrent, surging from all directions, blocking all the way out!

When Su Zimo was about to take a shot, he saw that Qing Qing turned out to be the main body, and the sky was rising to provoke blood, and the temperature around the body suddenly rose!

Qingqing opened her mouth, spewed a turquoise flame, turned her head, and burned in all directions!

The turquoise flame condenses an airtight mask!

Although corpses are ferocious, everything is in harmony with each other, and they have something to fear.

That is the beast flame!

Qing Qing's blood-driven flame is not the fire of the world.

This is the flame under the control of the Divine Bird, and it is not much more than the fire of the Serpent!

The black torrent of corpse worms surged in, hit the front of the turquoise mask, and immediately stopped. Numerous corpses screamed, fell, and struggled in the flames, eventually turning to ashes.

Everyone was shocked.

With the flame of Bifang, they can definitely break through the corpse and enter the opposite martyrdom!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

At this moment, four loud sounds came from the four corners of the burial chamber. The stone broke the sky, and a heartbreaking breath came down instantly, permeating every corner of the burial chamber.

Everyone shivered!

Under this breath, it is the burning flame of the party, and it even has a tendency to extinguish!

"So powerful!"

Su Zimo took a sip of air-conditioning, and it was too late to think about it. The Jindan movement in the body reached the limit, and the Jindan vision broke out instantly!

Rumble!

The sky cracked, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

Countless stars and meteorites have fallen, and a torrent has emerged!

A huge monster came, four feet suppressed the torrent of turbulence, the back of the armor propped up the broken sky, and protected everyone under him. He shouted in the sky, his eyes were clear, and he could not be seen!

The ancient turtle is coming!

At the same time, there are four powerful breaths, which have broken through the corpses and the flames of Fang Fang, and rushed to the eyes of everyone.

Here are four dead bones!

To be precise, this is the bones of four tens of thousands of years ago!

The bones are immortal for thousands of years, which means that the four boneless masters must be the power of the fit!

Only when the combined and powerful bones have been practiced for 10,000 years and have been penetrated by mana will they be immortal.

Click!

In the face of the ancient tortoise, the four withered bones were expressionless, and a strange light flashed at the center of the eyebrow.

As soon as the Golden Dan Vision emerged, it collapsed on the spot!

Although there are only four dead bones, which have long lost their mana, the power hidden in the bones can easily break this golden dan vision!

Not to mention four powerful bones, even if there is only one, it is enough to kill everyone present!

The ancient tortoise was broken, Su Zimo Jindan was connected to it, and suffered a shock. His mouth spit out a pool of blood, his mind turned sharply, and he thought about the countermeasures.

The blood in the monkey's eyes is surging madly, and he may be violent at any time.

The fat man seemed frightened and didn't know what he was thinking.

The rest were pale, with despair in their eyes.

In the presence of powerful bones, the strength of the crowd is as small as an ant!

"Damn!"

suddenly!

The fat man seemed to think of something, exclaimed, bit his tongue lightly, spit out blood, and recited a series of weird and complicated spells.

Under the blessing of these spells, this mouthful of blood floated in the air, condensing and not dispersing.

The four dead bones also stopped attacking.

But the light at the heart of the four skulls was still flickering, flickering.

The spell chanted more and more quickly.

A layer of fine sweat also appeared on the forehead of the fat man.

Gradually, the blood split into four drops, reached the tops of the four skeletons, and slowly dripped down.

The flashing light of the four skull eyebrows slowly went out.

The four powerful bones slowly turned around, returned to the coffin in the corner of the cemetery, climbed in, and snapped the coffin lid back.

The black tide condensed by the surrounding corpses also faded away, returned to the coffin, and soon disappeared.

Boom!

The coffin was closed again.

In the tomb, peace was restored.

If it weren't for the ground, there was a dead body of corpse worms still smoking black smoke.

"This, what is this?"

Shi Jian was frightened with cold sweat, his body was soaked, and he gasped.

"These four coffins are regarded as the second hand left by the tomb owner. If an outsider breaks in, they will alarm these existences and kill the foreign enemies!"

The fat man was afraid for a while, and explained it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "The mantra was just a mantra in the Tomb Sect's Supreme Scripture," Shaking the Dragon ". Every true disciple must memorize it. No one knows what the purpose is, No one has used it. "

"But Master mentioned that this spell, at a critical time, can prove the identity of the tomb sect disciple!"

Normally, the graves of other monks do not have such terrible killings.

Of course, this spell is not used, most of the time, it is just a chicken rib.

However, the owner of this large tomb is heavily restrained, only for the people in the tomb to get his legacy.

And this spell came in handy.

Shi Jian understood this time and said with a lingering fear: "The grave of your grave ancestor, I will say nothing in the future."

At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly said, "Say this later, little fat man, you can find the main tomb as soon as possible. Only then, there is movement in the depths of the tomb, and there are others inside!"

"You mean ..." The fat man brightened.

His brother, most likely only one step ahead of him, had not had time to leave!

(End of this chapter)