"Everyone be careful!"

The third uncle reminded everyone, and then carefully walked out from the corner.

Chu Long didn't dare to be careless, and quickly took out the black and gold ancient saber from his backpack to protect it in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the black gold ancient knife is much heavier than Chu Long imagined. If it weren't for his strength now, he might not be able to lift it.

The black gold ancient saber in Chu Long's hand caught the attention of several people next to him, especially the stuffy oil bottle.

He stared at the knife in Chu Long's hand, no expression on his face, but there was a deep doubt in his eyes.

However, the stuffy oil bottle didn't ask much, and continued to follow the team to the depths of the corridor.

Everyone rekindled the fire, and the deeper they went, the cooler they felt. Everything around was extremely quiet, and only the footsteps of a few people could be heard echoing in the corridor.

Except for Chu Long and the others, there was a spark of light around them, and the surrounding area was pitch black.

Everything here put a heavy pressure on several of them, including Chu Long.

Finally, after a few hundred meters, a wall made of blue bricks lay in front of them.

Coming here, Wu Tianzhen, who went to the tomb for the first time, had no idea what it was.

He was about to touch the wall with his hands, but was firmly held down by the stuffy oil bottle:

"Don't touch anything!"

"This wall is full of Deng mantle used in alchemy, Huai Hing, Xie, Kewei, cloth, Huan, Yi, Qiao, Xi, Xianzhan, ignorant, and helpless!?/p>

Hearing the words of the stuffy oil bottle, Wu Tianzhen's face instantly turned pale!

I saw the stuffy oil bottle sticking to the original plot, stretched out two fingers, placed it on the wall, and felt it along the crack of the wall, and suddenly tried to pull the blue brick out.

But the blue bricks don't move!

The stuffy oil bottle froze.

Chu Long was even more stunned. He didn't play cards according to the plot. It seemed to be equivalent to a tomb raiding world with hell difficulty!

Even the anti-theft wall has been reinforced.

Just when the stuffy oil bottle wanted to continue trying, there was a low exclamation from Pan Zi, who was looking out for the wind:

"No, the Yin Soldier is coming back!"

all faces

Color and white!

The Yin soldiers turned back, getting closer and closer to Chu Long and the others.

Pan Zi was so frightened that his legs trembled: "Hurry up, the Yin Bing will be here in a few minutes!"

Pan Zi's constant urging made everyone inside even more anxious.

The stuffy oil bottle was still trying to dig out the blue bricks, and blood was oozing out of his fingers.

"These ghost soldiers are not something we can deal with. Once we are detected, we have to die here, or... let's withdraw for the time being."

The third uncle frowned and looked serious. He didn't want to fold everyone here.

Wu Tianzhen nodded vigorously, obviously fear overcame his curiosity.

Just when the third uncle and Wu Tianzhen wanted to give up, Chu Long stepped forward and inserted the black gold ancient knife in his hand into the gap in the wall.

The stuffy oil bottle looked up at Chu Long, and also took out a dark ancient knife, similar to Chu Long's, and inserted the ancient knife into the gap of the blue brick.

The two knives were holding the blue brick like this, and the stuffy oil bottle and Chu Long looked at each other and nodded.

"drink!"

The two shouted loudly and clamped the green brick with knives, like using chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and took out the green brick.

The stuffy oil bottle said lightly: "I don't see that you have any skills."

Chu Long smiled and didn't answer.

The third uncle glanced at Chu Long in surprise: "I didn't expect your kid to have such great strength."

The third uncle knows the stuffy oil bottle very well and knows the ability of the stuffy oil bottle, but it is different to Chu Long. Chu Long just happened to save him, and his skills are not bad. The third uncle brought him here. But it helped a lot.

"Time is running out, hurry up and get rid of Deng Dai's cowardly falcon inside!?/p>

While talking, the stuffy oil bottle took out from his bag

He took out an injection needle and a plastic tube, carefully inserted the needle into the wax wall, and let Wu Tianzhen lead it elsewhere.

Immediately, where does the red Deng Bian Yong support him, and Huang hinders the falcon?

Deng Yinggong is in a daze ┎patting the pan and 辏墢墢機顯vulgar right ya  wrestling 醯醯NA 芄  poke joke?/p>

"Quick, the Yin Soldier is coming!"

The stuffy oil bottle knows that I can't wait for Deng Dai, Panjie to play.

"boom!"

Brick wall hit by stuffy oil bottle

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