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Seeing that the three people finally relaxed their hands, Huo Jilin immediately opened the stone box at lightning speed.

In the stone box, there was a key lying quietly.

Huo Jilin took the key in his hand: "I just said that there is no evil ghost at all, but they just want us to kill each other."

Several people looked at each other in surprise.

"How do you know?"

Shirley Yang asked.

"The evil ghost has been dead for a long time."

"How can a ghost that needs to play with people's hearts to achieve its goals be so evil?"

Now, all we need to do is find the tomb door.

"Mr. Huo, why didn't you say it earlier!" Wang Kaixuan muttered, "It makes us look like fools who have been reciting poems for a long time."

Huo Jilin was helpless.

"I said, you said I was a ghost, so I can only accommodate you."

Suddenly, Shirley Yang's face showed astonishment.

"Mr. Huo, you... you are behind."

Huo Jilin looked back.

At some point, the prophet and the saint stood up.

Huo Jilin immediately drew out his knife and faced the prophet and the saint in a defensive posture.

The saint suddenly spit out a black gas from his mouth, instantly covering several people.

Chen Jiuren and Chu Jian fell to the ground after smelling the black gas.

"Cover your mouth and nose quickly, don't attract this black gas!"

Huo Jilin reminded.

Hu Bayi quickly took out four gas masks from his backpack.

After Huo Jilin put on the gas mask, he dared to show his skills at ease.

Suddenly, he felt the rolling hot flames at his feet. Huo Jilin looked down and saw that the whole ground was on fire.

"Hurry up and climb up the stone wall!"

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan immediately pulled Shirley Yang and climbed up the stone wall.

Huo Jilin called out Nezha Yinglong, forming a 1v1 situation.

Now, the three people hiding in the corner were not calm.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't control himself and pinched Hu Bayi hard:

"Fuck! Old Hu! Did you see that! That's Nezha! It's Nezha!"

Hu Bayi was shocked, and didn't even notice that his arm was bruised by Wang Kaixuan. He murmured:

"I know Brother Huo is an ordinary man, but I didn't expect that he was a real god!"

Wang Kaixuan was so excited: "It's the gods who came to help us! We are saved! Old Hu! We will definitely get out alive!"

Shirley Yang's face was shocked and puzzled.

Although she grew up in the United States, she still knew the famous gods on Blue Star:

"I always thought that gods were fake, until today I knew they were real."

Huo Jilin's attention was always on the prophets and saints, and he didn't pay any attention to Shirley Yang, Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi.

He exerted force on the soles of his feet, kicked hard against the stone wall, and jumped into the air with the help of gravity.

The black gold ancient knife was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

With a beam of cold light, it stabbed towards the sage.

The sage actually dodged and burst out flames towards Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin put the knife back into the sheath and stood back on the stone wall.

"Hey, fire, right?"

The power in the palm was concentrated, and the flames spurted out.

Instantly surrounded the sage.

An amazing scene appeared.

The prophet actually conjured up one ice lotus after another at the feet of the sage out of thin air.

"Sizzle!"

Ice met flames, and as expected, the two counteracted each other.

"Fuck! How could this happen! What the hell are these two!"

Wang Kaixuan cursed and picked up a grenade.

"Damn it! At worst, we'll die together! Fatty, I'll fight you!"

Shirley Yang hurried to stop him: "Fatty! Don't do this. If this cave collapses, none of us will survive!"

"What are you afraid of!" Wang Kaixuan yelled, "I'll blow up this tomb! Die with these damn old antiques!"

Hu Bayi snatched the grenade from Wang Kaixuan's hand: "Fatty, don't mess around. We don't have much gunpowder left."

Huo Jilin seemed very calm.

There must be a flaw.

The prophet waved his hand, and the stone wall where Huo Jilin stood was instantly invaded by ice.

Huo Jilin didn't care so much and attacked the prophet directly.

This time, Huo Jilin's speed was extremely fast, and the prophet couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the back by Huo Jilin.

After the prophet was injured, the sage immediately surrounded him.

The two were very close.

Huo Jilin suddenly reacted.

The prophet and the saint complement each other.

Together they live, apart they die.

Nezha immediately attacked the prophet and surrounded him with the Hun Tian Ling. Yinglong flew out instantly and approached the saint.

Wang Kaixuan looked at the situation: "Why would Lian Long help Master Huo?"

"I don't know, this is really beyond my cognition." Hu Bayi shook his head.

Wang Kaixuan suddenly realized: "I know! He is the messenger of God.""Doesn't Anliman call him a god?" Shirley Yang said.

Wang Kaixuan said unhappily: "Don't mention that old man to me, maybe he has already run away!"

Shirley Yang was not worried at all: "He regards Mr. Huo as his god. He may abandon us, but he will never abandon Mr. Huo."

Hu Bayi nodded: "Shirley Yang is right."

"Damn! So we are just incidental."

Wang Kaixuan cursed.

The prophet was tightly entangled by Yinglong Nezha and could not get away.

Seeing that he could not resist Huo Jilin, the prophet turned his target to Hu Bayi and others.

The prophet exerted his strength, and one ice lotus after another instantly bloomed at Shirley Yang's feet.

"Oh! This little thing is playing quite romantically!"

Wang Kaixuan laughed, not taking the ice in front of him seriously at all.

Until an ice lotus grew on his feet.

"Ah!" Wang Kaixuan screamed.

It was extremely cold.

Hu Bayi quickly took the butt of the gun and tried to smash the ice lotus.

When the butt of the gun approached the ice lotus, the ice rushed up and instantly wrapped the entire gun.

Hu Bayi threw the gun away.

The ice on Wang Kaixuan's feet was also spreading upwards, and in an instant, it reached his waist.

"Mr. Huo! Mr. Huo! Please help! The fat man is about to be frozen!"

Shirley Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost covered with sweat, and she shouted to Huo Jilin.

Shirley Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost covered with sweat, and she shouted to Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin was still entangled with the sage, and when he heard Shirley Yang's request for help, he immediately turned his head.

This turn back was immediately captured by the prophet.

An ice lotus hit Huo Jilin's back.

"Hiss."

There was a piercing coldness behind him, and Nezha immediately swept Huo Jilin's back lightly with the Hun Tian Ling.

The ice lotus fell to the ground, and the discomfort disappeared.

Nezha immediately entangled with the prophet again.

Huo Jilin stepped on the wall with one foot to gain leverage and flew to Wang Kaixuan's side.

At this moment, the ice had spread to Wang Kaixuan's shoulders, like a funny ice sculpture.

Huo Jilin had no time to mock Wang Kaixuan, and swung the black gold ancient sword to chop at the ice on Wang Kaixuan's body.