Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

After killing the six-winged centipede.

Chen Zhao gave him the feeling of Yue Zhi Yuanting.

That unfathomable aura.

He had only seen it in the previous generation of mountain-moving Taoists.

"Besieged!"

Chen Zhao shook his head.

He only said two words coldly.

"it is good!"

Partridge Whistle is no nonsense either.

Taking advantage of the fact that the corpse king had not yet recovered to its peak, he used thunderous means to kill him in one fell swoop.

otherwise.

Just like Chen Zhao said.

It’s hard for gods to leave.

"Hua Ling, the old foreigner, plunder the formation for us."

"Yes, brother!"

The two nodded seriously.

Put down the bamboo basket.

Hua Ling took off her mirror umbrella.

The umbrella looks simple, it seems to be a paper umbrella used to cover the rain.

But the background is huge.

It is an inheritance from the Bishan lineage.

It is indestructible to water and fire, and difficult to break with swords and guns.

There are nine magic mirrors embedded in the umbrella. When the umbrella is opened, golden light emerges, which is designed to break the circular light magic.

The umbrella ribs are also made from centuries-old lightning-strike wood.

The most important thing is to restrain evil spirits.

There are three mirror umbrellas in total, held by three people respectively.

But at the moment, apart from taking down the flower spirit, the partridge whistle has not been used.

The old foreigner took off the long bow behind him.

He took out the arrows from the quiver again.

He glanced around.

Finally found a high point.

Passed through the group of thieves who were fleeing in panic, and then jumped to a high place.

Bow and arrow.

Aim at the corpse king who is still wreaking havoc and killing.

The location he chose was excellent.

You can attack.

You can stay back.

Moreover, one person and one bow just blocked the way back.

Chen Zhao only glanced at it.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

In this generation of mountain-moving Taoists.

The old foreigner seemed to be the least conspicuous one.

His reputation and ability are not as good as those of his senior brother, and his spiritual talent is not as good as that of his junior sister, Hua Ling.

And he has always been taciturn.

Apart from her amazing appearance, there seems to be nothing outstanding about her.

But right now.

Chen Zhao thought highly of him.

If he can survive this trip.

In the future, the important task of moving mountains will inevitably be handed over to him.

Hua Ling is not slow either.

Although she is good at herbal medicine and alchemy, her abilities should not be underestimated.

After the old foreigner occupied the high ground.

Holding the mirror umbrella, he quickly swept to the depths of the underground palace.

Formed an encirclement with the old foreigners.

"And I."

see.

The red girl did not leave with the thieves.

But take the initiative to stay.

Lift up your sleeves.

In the blink of an eye, there were six or seven flying knives in his hand.

The heroic look between his eyebrows and eyes is striking.

The location chosen is also very particular.

Just like Hua Ling and the old foreigner, they are at odds with each other.

see.

Chen Zhao didn't delay either.

He and the partridge sentry attacked head-on.

In addition, Hua Ling, Hong girl and the old foreigner were plundering the formation.

The five joined forces.

Don’t say it’s just the Corpse King.

It is the legendary Drought Demon that spans thousands of miles on a dry land.

Let it stay today as well.

call--

Take a deep breath.

Like a long whale drinking water.

In an instant, the energy and blood dormant in his limbs surged.

As he walked, the tiger, leopard and thunder roared in his body.

"Blood is like a sea tide of lead and mercury, condensing golden elixir...is this elixir power?"

The partridge whistle was about to take action.

He noticed the movement coming from the tall, gun-like figure in front of him.

He couldn't help but look horrified.

Six realms of martial arts.

Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jin, Grandmaster, Land Immortal.

I fought him last time in Yizhuang.

Although it is a discussion.

But he was using almost all his strength.

Even so, it was still a losing hand.

That's why he guessed that Chen Zhao might be a master of energy transformation.

But now...he realized how wrong he was.

just.

Is this really possible?

Seventeen or eighteen years old martial arts Dan Jin.

Looking at the world for 300 years, I am afraid it will be difficult to find the second one.

What's more, in this era, martial arts are declining, and most people are struggling in troubled times.

Survival is still difficult.

Moreover, it is not a lie to be poor in literature and rich in military affairs.

Practicing martial arts not only tests your abilities, but also consumes countless energy and money.

He couldn't imagine it.

How did Chen Zhao do it?

Even he, for so many years, has only stagnated in his energy.

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