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Without the protection of the barrier, the corpse-scented konjac was as fragile as it could be.

Nezha swung out the wind-fire wheel on his left foot and smashed it on the corpse-scented konjac.

He crushed the corpse-scented konjac completely without any effort.

After the corpse-scented konjac was crushed, the purple light dissipated little by little.

After a while, the light faded away completely.

Huo Jilin thought that after the purple light disappeared, the entire tomb would fall into darkness.

But the dozens of night-shining pearls in the tomb glowed together, making the tomb bright.

As soon as the corpse-scented konjac died, the height of the human-headed dragon monster immediately shortened a lot.

The face that was just injured by Wang Kaixuan reappeared.

The skin and flesh were separated, so scary!

The lightning on the trident also lost its effect, and Yinglong easily threw away the trident of the human-headed dragon monster with only the dragon tail of Yinglong.

The human-headed dragon monster hung his head, looking defeated.

Like a lost dog!

The human-headed dragon monster still wanted to fight, but how could an ordinary ghost dragon be the opponent of the divine dragon.

Yinglong tightly wrapped around the human-headed dragon monster, and the human-headed dragon monster had no power to fight back.

Perhaps because the corpse-scented konjac was dead, the human-headed dragon monster was even weaker than the previous evil child.

Perhaps because he felt that his life was coming to an end, the human-headed dragon monster actually wanted to die with Yinglong.

Whether it was a divine dragon or a ghost dragon, when their lives were coming to an end, they could use their last dragon energy to attack.

As long as the opponent did not have the ability to reach the sky, they could die with the opponent.

Seeing that the human-headed dragon monster began to emit black air, Huo Jilin narrowed his eyes.

This dragon energy prevented Yinglong from directly killing the human-headed dragon monster.

Huo Jilin no longer hesitated, drew out the black gold ancient knife and rushed towards the human-headed dragon monster.

The tip of the black gold ancient knife touched the ground, and Huo Jilin jumped into the air and fell straight down from a high place.

The black gold ancient knife pierced the top of the head of the human-headed dragon monster.

A turbid breath suddenly spit out from the mouth of the human-headed dragon monster.

Huo Jilin took back Yinglong, and the human-headed dragon monster slowly knelt down, and finally fell limply to the ground.

As soon as the human-headed dragon monster died, it exuded an indescribable stench.

Even with a gas mask, the stench still rushed into Huo Jilin's nasal cavity.

Huo Jilin frowned in disgust.

Fortunately, not long after, the human-headed dragon monster turned into a ball of black gas. Disappeared in the tomb.

After the human-headed dragon monster died, Huo Jilin waved to Hu Bayi and others.

Hu Bayi immediately ran over, his face full of anxiety: "Brother Huo, I'm so worried, I'm glad you're okay!"

Wang Kaixuan admired him: "Master Huo! You are simply invincible. You can kill such a thing, you don't even know, I'm almost scared."

Shirley Yang's tears burst out again: "Do you know how scared I was that you were struck by lightning just now!"

Huo Jilin took off his gas mask and smiled: "Okay, okay, don't worry, I'm fine, right?"

Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Shirley Yang also took off their gas masks.

Behind Shirley Yang's gas mask was a face with red and swollen eyes.

Huo Jilin frowned: "Why are you crying?"

"I was too worried about you just now, sorry to embarrass you."

Shirley Yang was about to wipe away the tears that were still left in the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, but Huo Jilin grabbed her wrist.

"Don't wipe it with your sleeves, it's too dirty and may pollute your eyes."

Wang Kaixuan laughed and said, "Oh, Shirley Yang, look how much our Master Huo cares about you. If I were you, I would have fallen in love with her long ago."

Huo Jilin reminded him with a dark face:

"Don't make such jokes. She is a girl and it's embarrassing."

"We are just partners."

"She takes the money and I do the work."

This is also a disguised reminder of Shirley Yang about his relationship with her.

"Master Huo, are you in love?" Wang Kaixuan asked gossipingly.

Shirley Yang also pricked up her ears to listen.

Huo Jilin shook his head: "No."

"That's it, I think you two are quite a good match."

Wang Kaixuan's face was full of wrinkles from laughing.

At this time, Hu Bayi had walked over and observed the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue.

The surface of the coffin is not only covered with gold, silver and jade, but also with enamel for painting.

At the junction of the coffin lid and the coffin, there are a few small characters that Hu Bayi cannot understand.

"Brother Huo, come and see what is written on it?"

Huo Jilin walked over,

The handwriting on it is very different from the others. The others are all bold and rough, but these few characters are small and exquisite.

"It says that whoever opens it will die."

Wang Kaixuan didn't care: "Oh, I thought it was so powerful, any one here is more impressive than this."

Shirley Yang shook her head: "This handwriting is too weird, maybe it's true."

Hu Bayi patted Wang Kaixuan's head: "You won't have this idea after you read this guy's handwriting."

Wang Kaixuan touched the various gold and jade on the coffin.

"If I can take all of this back, I won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life."

Wang Kaixuan's eyes were full of greed.

However, this can't be blamed on him. Who wouldn't be tempted to see this coffin full of gold, silver and treasures?

"There must be more good things in this coffin! "

While speaking, Wang Kaixuan was about to open the lid of the coffin.

Wang Kaixuan's action was too sudden, so Huo Jilin, who was still recovering, didn't react.

It's strange to say, this coffin lid is made of stone and weighs at least a hundred pounds.

Not to mention the treasures on the coffin lid.

The coffin lid weighed two or three hundred pounds, and Wang Kaixuan lifted it lightly and actually opened it.

"Be careful!"

Huo Jilin didn't have time to explain and kicked Wang Kaixuan away.

A poisonous arrow shot out from the coffin. It pierced steadily into the stone wall.

Wang Kaixuan wanted to get angry, but seeing this scene, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If it weren't for Huo Jilin's kick, his head would have been pierced by this arrow.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo, you saved my life again. "

Wang Kaixuan was still in shock.

"How did you know there would be an arrow in this coffin?"

Shirley Yang was extremely surprised.

Huo Jilin did not have the extra energy to answer these questions, and all his energy was focused on the Queen of Jingjue.

The Queen of Jingjue wore a bright and luxurious red robe, on which a map of the Jingjue Kingdom was sewn with gold thread.

She wore a pair of shoes whose material could no longer be seen, and a silk-thin anklet hung on her fair and slender ankle.

She folded her hands in front of her chest, her long nails were painted with red nail polish, and each finger wore three to five rings.

The face of the Queen of Jingjue was covered by a piece of silk painted with seven colors, and her face could not be seen.

However, judging from the exposed ankles and hands, the Queen of Jingjue did not even have corpse spots, let alone rot.