Tomb Robbery: Black Dragon Bloodline, starting with the Seven-Star Lu Palace

A burst of yellow flames instantly ignited, and the bloody corpse that had just been drenched in gasoline was engulfed in flames in an instant.

Even in this case, the blood corpse did not have much look, but went straight towards Panzi on the opposite side, still pressing step by step.

"I'll fuck your uncle, little third master, are you going to burn him or do you want to burn me?"

Panzi looked at the situation was not right, this blood corpse was not only close to him, but also had that scorching temperature, and the roasted person's face was painful.

He cursed at Wu Tianzhen.

Wu Tianzhen was also a little confused, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

It shouldn't be, obviously the blood corpse is solidified, and it will evaporate when it encounters heat, this is a fact, water vapor is like this.

The main division of blood corpses is blood, and there is also the presence of water, even if there is no water, the blood will dry up.

What's going on?

Is there anything else special about the blood of the blood corpse?

Just as Panzi kept retreating, the blood corpse suddenly stopped moving, but stood in front of Panzi, and finally turned into a pool of liquid, surging towards the rest of the liquid.

It's just that these remaining liquids have retreated several meters after feeling the temperature burning.

It seems that he is a little afraid of these blood with flames.

When Wu Tianzhen saw such a situation, the confusion on his face turned into joy, and finally he saw that the blood corpse that had been nailed in place had now been engulfed by the fire, and finally the blood had become dry.

There were still bursts of black smoke.

"Your grandfather's, I told you, don't underestimate me as a reader, you know?"

After Wu Tianzhen finished speaking, he also glanced at Pan Zi on the side, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Pan Zi swallowed the sentence behind when he saw Wu Tianzhen's confident appearance, and wanted to scold people.

I don't know if I should make a move.

At this moment, Qin Mo and Zhang Qilin looked at the blood corpse in front of them, Qin Mo's chaotic eyes flashed, and he did not see the origin of the blood corpse.

"This blood corpse is made of blood coagulation, not a true body."

Qin Mo looked sideways at Zhang Qilin.

"Oh, why be afraid?"

Zhang Qilin then bit his fingertip, dripped two drops of Qilin blood from it, and flicked it gently.

When the blood saw the Qilin blood, it was making a moisturizing sound, and there were bursts of green smoke rising from it.

However, in a few breaths, this blood corpse was easily dried up and turned into a pool of blood.

Qin Mo looked at Zhang Qilin's appearance, the corners of his mouth rose, and he looked at him with admiration.

Zhang Qilin's gaze has been staying on the position of the coffin, and the blood on it is still flowing.

"Where is the ontology? Can you find it?

Zhang Qilin turned his head to look at Qin Mo on the side, and his tone was calm.

It seems to be saying something sparse and ordinary.

"Not for the time being, the blood in this is his body, destroy this and the rest, unless these blood can be solved, otherwise a drop of blood can become a blood corpse."

Qin Mo looked at the scene in front of him with a gentle tone.

"If you have a way to solve it, these blood corpses will be handed over to me, it can be the same as Wu Tianzhen, and a fire is lit."

Zhang Qilin faced Qin Mo and saw that Qin Mo's eyes were full of determination, and his face was rarely as cold as before.

"With a sentence like yours, that's enough."

Qin Mo took out the water beads on his body and slowly approached the position of the opposite coffin.

"The origin of the blood corpse is inside, I will go and solve it now, and this place will be handed over to you."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, his head did not turn back, and the blood on the side seemed to see the plague, and they all made way for Qin Mo and actively avoided a way out.

Zhang Qilin approached Qin Mo's back, and then cut the back of his hand, holding the black gold ancient knife in his hand, and rushed towards the blood corpse that had just condensed.

"Fuck, naïve brother, help."

The fat man's struggling voice came from the side, and after Wu Tianzhen and Panzi saw it, they were about to step forward to help, but they were stopped by a bloody corpse.

"Lying groove, this TM is not over, how can there still be?"

Wu Tianzhen saw that the blood corpse was still there, and couldn't help but curse.

Zhang Qilin held the black gold ancient knife in his hand, and happily overtook the blood corpse on the opposite side and attacked it.

At this moment, the black gold ancient knife stained with the blood of the unicorn was invincible, and with a slight sword, the blood corpse fell to the ground in response to the sound, turning into a pool of liquid.

Qin Mo walked to the edge of the blood-bubbling position, and a hole tens of centimeters in size appeared underneath.

Seeing this, Qin Mo jumped down without hesitation.

Just below the coffin position, a huge pool of blood appeared.

Because of the reason for avoiding water beads, the blood pool automatically split into two, and Qin Mo stood at the bottom of the blood pool with both feet.

The soles of the feet are bloody, slimy, and the smell of blood is also somewhat pungent.

Qin Mo's ancient well-like eyes swept slightly, and he saw that a corpse bone appeared in the opposite position, and the corpse bone on it had turned into a dry corpse, and there was a necklace around the neck of the dry corpse.

There was also Yin Hong's blood hanging on it.

Seeing this, Qin Mo walked over and stood on the side.

There was no blood soaking, and the dried corpse had dried up, and even cracks appeared in the areas where the skin was exposed.

Qin Mo opened his chaotic eyes and saw that the dry corpse had opened its eyes at this moment, looking at himself viciously, and the resentment in that eye.

"You don't have to look at me like this, it's not me who made you like this, it's you who mistrusted people."

Qin Mo slowly spoke, not hearing any emotions, but stating a fact.

I even had a guess in my mind.

Could the ancestor of the original Qin family also persuade him, but he didn't listen?

At this moment, after these words, the dry corpse looked at him with even more resentment.

Finally, he stood up abruptly, opened his mouth, and absorbed all the blood on the side into his mouth.

A lot of fluid began to appear in the body, enveloping the entire body with blood.

A complete bloody corpse has appeared.

"You really deserve to break into King Ben's tomb without permission."

After the blood corpse said these words, the liquid of the surrounding blood pool began to form sharp arrows, and these arrows shot towards Qin Mo one by one.

Seeing this, Qin Mo sneered, and a black figure turned into a wind speed, easily dodging these arrows.

Then the mouth chanted, and these red blood were beginning to condense together, turning into red ice crystals.

"It's not for you."

Qin Mo used the spatial condensation technique to condense the space of the blood corpse, and then after the big hand, he threw the blood corpse along the entrance just now.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin had just solved the blood corpse next to the fat man.

Just watch a red body be thrown up from below, but before it can land, it turns into a liquid and finally falls to the ground.

Qin Mo also came out from below, and then looked at the fat man.

"Fatty, give me the grenade."

Qin Mo shouted loudly.