I Am the Corpse Master

If the small tower in this box is the legendary magic sound box related to Shi Kuang, then how much benefit will this thousand-year-old voice bring to Zuo Ci in the coffin?

"Each of these treasures is very valuable. You pick two, and the next thing is not something you can participate in. Also, I hope you don't talk too much."

Jiang Lin took out the measuring ruler, Tianluo umbrella and Baiyu Fuchen that were obtained from the tomb, and let Zhang Quan and others choose them.

Zhang Quan and the others have been running around for his affairs for the past two years, and Jiang Lin will naturally give them some benefits.

As for the Scarlet Heaven Sword and Chuan Guoxi, as well as the treasures suspected of Kongtong Seal, Jiang Lin absolutely could not let them spread.

Even in the Republic of China, there are still people who want to be restored as emperors, and those treasures themselves have extraordinary significance.

After flowing out, the world will be in chaos.

Just imagine which warlord got the Scarlet Firmament Sword, then you can't say that he was ordered by the sky to unify the Central Plains?

Not to mention the jade seal of the country, its influence is too great.

In fact, it doesn't need Jiang Lin to express that Zhang Quan and the others didn't dare to attack those few treasures. They were just asking for money, not endless trouble.

"Emperor, don't worry, we are all brothers who were born and died, and we are definitely not the kind of betrayer who betrayed our kindness. We only need one of these treasures."

Zhang Quan only took a measuring ruler, and didn't look at Bai Yufuchen and Tianluo umbrella at all.

The whole body of the measuring ruler is transparent, and its interior is dotted with strange gem particles like stars. It is priceless just by its appearance, and it is enough to compensate their brothers for so long.

"Engong, I don't know if we can go in together. In fact, it's not for any treasure or something. This cemetery is rare in ancient and modern times..."

"Since you guys entered this deep hole, the hall has already turned black."

Jiang Lin didn't let Zhang Quan continue, and looked at him quietly.

Zhang Quan is not greedy for treasures, which made Jiang Lin look up to him a lot, so he kindly reminded them.

Zhang Quan's expression changed, and he understood the consequences, so the few people bowed their hands to Jiang Lin and left the deep cave.

"Jerry, there are quite a few dynamite bags I carried in the bronze mirror. Go and bury them at the foot of the mountain."

Jiang Lin had no idea of ​​using explosives before, but now that he thinks about it, he should be fully prepared.

These explosives belonged to the army that entered Gantian Town to rob Cixi's tomb before. Those guys wanted to bomb Jianglin's Li Yangju, but Jianglin took the explosives. Later, King Panlan bought two more military vehicles, which also had a lot.

Jiang Lin sat down and relieved his fatigue. After waiting for an hour, the Flying Rat King came back.

Dig again.

After another two hours, Zuo Ci's tomb was dug a large hole one meter high.

Perhaps it was because the cemetery was extremely difficult to find, and it was also extremely difficult for tomb robbers to approach, so there was no accident after the King of the Flying Rat dug up the tomb.

Jiang Lin glanced around in the tomb, looking at the formation patterns around him, he saw some fragments at several important nodes.

After collecting these fragments, Jiang Lin combined them into a golden pot with two Chinese characters "Jubao" on it.

"I don't think this old demon should be called Mr. Wujiao, but Mr. Duobao."

Jiang Lin spat, these fragments can actually make up a complete cornucopia.

Jiang Lin no longer pays attention to the formation patterns on the walls and the ground. He already knows that the formation in this tomb cannot be reproduced. There is no second cornucopia in the world for him to smash it.

After leaving the Treasure Tomb, Jiang Lin and the two demons searched everywhere. The strange thing was that there was no main tomb here, and the rest of the tombs were nothing special.

Of course, this is also for Jiang Lin. For ordinary people, the hidden objects in those tombs are definitely treasures.

After looking around, there was nothing else, Jiang Lin frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

No wonder it was turned into a secular tomb, it turned out to be an array of suspicions.

The layout of these tombs appeared in his mind. Jiang Lin deduced it a bit, and then walked to the dead gate. Jiang Lin used all his strength to step down. Under the force of [*] jin, the ground suddenly sank, and a deep place appeared. 's pit.

Jiang Lin's figure slowly fell, and a snake and a mouse also jumped down.

"Qijue Formation? No, there are two killing formations missing."

Jiang Lin's eyes became colorless. In the darkness, the blood-red threads in his pupils looked eerie. He saw the formation pattern on the ground thirty or forty meters below, and immediately recognized it.

In Nanhua Immortal Mansion, Jiang Lin almost explained that there were seven lore formations there, but here, it appeared again, but the formation was not complete enough.

Jiang Lin lowered his body, and with one hand, he took out a flag from the bronze mirror and threw it down.

Jiang Lin had studied the Seven Absolutes Formation many times, and the killing formation set up by Zuo Cibu could deal with others, but not him.

The formation flag was inserted into the ground, directly preventing the running of the killing formation. After Jiang Lin landed, he looked forward.

There was a jade coffin hanging in the air, and Jiang Lin looked inside through the jade coffin.

Because of the forced exploration, his eyes were stimulated by a strange force and shed two blood.

In the coffin lay an old man with crane hair, dressed in an old Taoist robe. The old man had strange golden hairs on his face and hands, like feathers but not feathers, like hairs and not feathers, and some feathers had fallen off.

Feathered corpse, Zuo Ci!

Chapter eight hundred and eighty eight

The layout and pattern of this floor are completely different from those of the tombs above. It is like a Taoist temple. The houses are densely arranged and located on the edge of the huge square. The place where the immortal coffins are buried is the center of the square.

On the top wall above the immortal burial coffin, there was a huge hole. Jiang Lin glanced at the hole, and realized that the location of the immortal burial coffin in the square was almost vertically below the treasure burial chamber.

After moving his gaze, Jiang Lin began to observe the arrangement under the coffin. Above the square, the most conspicuous were the nine mountain ranges. In addition, there were the meandering rivers on the ground.

Although it is a mountain range and a river, their size is many times different from the real mountain and river, and it is a copycat version arranged with materials such as gold, jade, silver and mercury.

The nine small mountain ranges are made of huge amounts of metal materials such as black gold and black iron. They are nine mountain ranges such as the Kunlun Mountains, Tianshan Mountains and Qinling Mountains, and the rivers are arranged into five major water systems such as the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

"It's the Ninety-Five Corpse Raising Formation again."

The layout of these mountains and rivers and the connection between them naturally cannot escape Jiang Lin's eyes. Jiang Lin has already seen this kind of corpse raising array once.

It seems that this old guy may also know that becoming an immortal is not so easy.

"Master, the exorcism power has increased again."

At this time, the Flying Mouse King and Xiaobai also fell to the ground, and they felt another evil-suppressing power, but because of the protection on their bodies, they were able to withstand this sense of oppression.

If Jiang Lin hadn't drawn runes on them, I'm afraid that they would have had chest tightness and shortness of breath when they got here.

"It's the strange power emanating from that coffin."

The Flying Rat King looked around, and his eyes fell on the Immortal Burial Coffin above the square.

At this moment, the ground shook slightly, and it seemed that there was a mechanism in operation. Coffins were erected around the square, and the coffin lids flew out. One after another, clay figurines wearing yellow scarves and armor came out. There are hundreds of them.

"Are these the legendary Yellow Turban Warriors?"

Seeing this, the Flying Rat King immediately manifested his body and turned into a giant rat, while Xiaobai on the side also swelled in size, more than ten meters long.

"Boom!" The passage behind Jiang Lin and the others was blocked by a [*]-pound boulder.

Jiang Lin released the unicorn corpse from the bronze mirror. This battle has already begun.

Afterwards, Jiang Lin held a large number of formation flags in both hands and shot them out. The remaining four killing formations were still in the running state. If they were triggered to start, the situation would become very bad.

"You don't shoot first, listen to my orders."

After Jiang Lin gave the order, his body disappeared in place, and with a few flashes, he hovered in the air where the Immortal Burial Coffin was.

What a powerful force.

There were fine beads of sweat on Jiang Lin's forehead, and when he came into close contact with the Immortal Burial Coffin, he felt that he was being crushed by a tremendous force.

Jiang Lin reached out and grabbed the coffin lid with one hand, and clamped the bottom of the immortal burial coffin with the other hand. All he had to do now was to put the immortal burial coffin into the bronze mirror.

For so many years, Jiang Lin has been looking for Zuo Ci for this immortal burial coffin. If this treasure is affected in the battle, Jiang Lin will probably run wild.

Lifting the lid with one hand and turning over the coffin with the other, even if the entire coffin weighed at least five thousand kilograms, Jiang Lin instantly shook out Zuo Ci's corpse and hair.

In just an instant, the coffin of the immortal burial was put into the bronze mirror by Jiang Lin.

Is that a phoenix gall? ?

Zuo Ci's body flew out, and in addition to the strange feathers, there was a bead the size of a pigeon egg.

Jiang Lin had obtained the Phoenix Stone before, so he was familiar with the breath emanating from the phoenix gallbladder, and recognized this treasure right away.

With a gesture, Jiang Lin took the orb into his hand and sent it to the bronze mirror. After that, he rolled over to the ground and quickly retreated.

At this moment, where the hair on Zuo Ci's body fell off, feather-like corpse hairs quickly grew, followed by fingernails and fangs, and the corpse aura on his body also increased exponentially.

Zuo Ci's body stopped in mid-air, he opened his eyes, looked around, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Immortal."

As if thinking of something important, Zuo Ci immediately looked at his hands, but there were still people in those hands, almost like beasts.

The black-red nails grew to three inches in length, and were covered with strange black hairs.

One hand stroked his face, which was also covered with strange hairs.

"This is not immortality, not immortal!"

Zuo Ci looked up to the sky and sighed, and then his eyes turned completely black, with black light blooming, and he couldn't see the pupils at all.

A head of white hair changed from neat to messy, floating behind his head, Zuo Ci's current appearance is simply a peerless troll.

"Ow~"

A corpse roar erupted, and the sound of some porcelain bursting came from the entire underground space.

"Did you break the old road to immortality?"

Zuo Ci looked at Jiang Lin, he had been in business for hundreds of years, encountered various opportunities, and spent an unknown price.

In order to become an immortal, Zuo Ci robbed the burial coffin, coveted the Three Treasures of Emei, and collected imperial artifacts and sacred relics. In the end, he did not know how much effort was spent to build the tomb at the bottom of Dinghu Mountain and Tianhu Lake, and he did not know what to do. How much protection, the result is a complete failure.

For more than a thousand years, nothing happened, but at a critical moment, it fell short, and one could imagine the anger in Zuo Ci's heart, which could burn the sky.

In order to prevent such a situation, Zuo Ci did a lot of preventive work, but Jianglin and the others did not enter from the main entrance. Although the real main tomb was hidden, the entrance was broken open by Jiang Lin with [*] jins of force. Several large killing formations were paralyzed by Jiang Lin with his own experience.

As for those Yellow Turban warriors, they couldn't stop Jiang Lin who could teleport.

It seems that there is a certain number in the dark, Jiang Lin is about to cut Zuo Ci's path to immortality, and any protection is useless.

Being stared at by Zuo Ci, Jiang Lin felt chills all over, and like Zuo Ci, he also had red hair growing on his body and war marks on his face.

"Old Zamao, back then, for your own selfishness, you first plotted against Master Changmei, and then injured Master Changmei's disciple Li Yingqi. One of them is my old friend and the other is my wife. Today, I will break your thoughts. Report back."