Chapter 114 Thousand-year-old mysterious corpse

Um ~

At this moment, the sequinous demonic energy surged over the sky and spread for a few miles in an instant, shocking countless dead ghosts and even causing two mysterious old men who were peeping secretly in the distance to look horrified.

"Oh, what happened? Such a powerful demonic energy suddenly appeared in the tomb..." The elegant old man suddenly lost his color and was very uneasy.

"Is there a great demon that appeared? But we had entered this tomb a year ago. There were two powerful iron-armored puppets in it, and there was also a... a sleeping thousand-year-old mysterious corpse."

The old man in gray robe said in a shocked look.

"Is there any mystery in the tomb or what kind of changes have occurred? No, I have to go over and take a look, and I must not watch the children of Yuwu Villa encounter such a big disaster."

The elegant old man's expression changed drastically and he immediately flew towards the tomb.

"Brother Chu! Be calm and don't be impatient. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I think the fat ghost path will inevitably face great challenges. We just need to change the original plan..."

The old man in gray robe followed closely behind, with a little joy and excitement in his eyes, and he discussed to the old man with grace.

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Um ~

Under the tomb, in the dark red stone hall, the horrifying voice came with a shocking demonic aura. Faced with such power and pressure, the monks on the field were pale and their foreheads were sweating coldly.

Invisibly, it seems like there is a death magic hand that tightly holds your throat, keeps your magic power under control and makes you breathe difficult.

Yang Fan's body was stiff in place. Just the power and monstrous demonic energy made his soul difficult to move. He felt that his blood was almost solidified, and the spiritual energy in his body was frightened and uneasy, but he had not lost control.

However, the strands of Nine Nether Demonic Aura deep in the Dantian trembled with excitement, looking like they were ready to try.

Then, a stream of cool streams accompanied by the endless mist of life, filling every corner of Yang Fan's body, and even moistening the trembling soul.

In an instant, the 90% of the heinous pressure was removed by Yang Fan, and his body returned to normal. He let out a light breath, but the invisible shadow enveloped his body and could not be removed.

At this time, he began to focus on the changes in the depths of the hall. What kind of existence is that it can trigger such power?

"Thousand-year-old mysterious corpse..."

I heard the fat-faced Taoist priest scream, with greed, fear, excitement and other expressions in his eyes, staring at the depths of the dark hall.

At this time, Yang Fan also saw clearly the situation deep in the hall.

In the deepest part of the dark hall, there is a headless zombie that is as tall as ten feet tall. Its body is not as decayed and disgusting as ordinary zombies. There is some dust on the surface of the corpse, but it is difficult to cover its crystal luster. From a distance, it looks like a blue and crystal jade artwork.

At this moment, there were wisps of ripples of demonic energy rippling in the body of this headless mysterious corpse, shocking several miles.

"This is not a thousand-year-old mysterious corpse... it is completely a headless demon corpse!"

Yang Fan was shocked and nervous. He didn't know if the cultivation level of the foundation-building stage of the fat-faced Taoist priest could curb such a terrible demon corpse.

The children of Yuwu Villa around were under the concentration stage, and they did not even have the ability to move their bodies. They all looked pale and their bodies were trembling, and they were extremely horrified.

The fat-faced Taoist priest recovered from this power first, followed by Yang Fan, Hu Fei, and finally, a woman in palace clothes, Chu Qiuran.

Because Yang Fan fell to the end, although he recovered, no one noticed that he had no abnormal movements for the sake of caution.

However, Hu Fei's performance surprised Yang Fan. This boy recovered even before the palace dress woman in the middle stage of concentration, second only to the fat-faced Taoist priest and Yang Fan.

Um ~

Another low roar came from the headless demon corpse, looking around, looking at him at a loss.

At this time, the shocking demonic aura suddenly dissipated.

In the hall, the headless demon corpse raised its steps and wandered around, ignoring everyone's existence.

However, the heavy footsteps echoed in the hall, making people tremble.

call!

As the demonic energy disappeared, the children of Yuwu Villa recovered and took a deep breath, feeling their bodies soft and weak. Someone directly "puzzled" and fell to the ground.

Clam!

At this moment, the two iron-armored puppets suddenly recovered, waving their long halberds, dancing violently with strong winds, and rippling with demonic energy, killing everyone.

Puff!

The two zombies of the fat-faced Taoist priest's concentration stage were immediately killed by the iron armored puppet and cut into several sections.

Everyone obviously had not recovered from the terrifying pressure, and most of the fat-faced Taoist priests were attracted by the headless demon corpse deep in the hall, with obsessions such as madness and greed flashing in their eyes.

Obviously, the so-called "thousand-year-old mysterious corpse" has great temptation to the fat-faced Taoist priest.

When he found that his two zombies in the Concentration Stage were killed by the iron armored puppet, he couldn't help but get angry and suddenly slapped the storage bag again, covering the black mist, and sacrificed a black zombie surrounded by corpse energy.

The black zombie had a light red flame in her eyes, and a powerful momentum that surpassed the concentration period was pressed away. It stretched out a thick black arm, resisting the blow of the long halberd, making a crisp "ding" sound, and sparks were shot everywhere.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed. This black zombie was obviously at the foundation-building stage. There was a light red flame in his eyes. He was extremely powerful and could actually shake the long halberd containing the demonic energy of the iron armored puppet.

At this moment, the woman in the palace dress suddenly ordered: "Qiuran, hurry up and take these three generations of children to retreat near the entrance of the tomb, Hu Fei, you can leave behind with me."

"Yes, aunt."

Chu Qiuran's face was still a little shocked, and he quickly took everyone back and said to Yang Fan and others: "Yang Yaoshi, Zheng Yaoshi... you will leave with us too. This place is too dangerous. The cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can't help at all."

The group left in panic, with pale faces, and some monks were still dragged away.

Bang bang bang!

The fat-faced Taoist priest was in the palace dress, and Hu Fei and the others dealt with two iron armored puppets together. He suddenly turned around and said, "If any of you dare to leave the entrance of the tomb, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, he slapped the storage bag, and the black mist swept away, a flying eagle with green fire burning in his eyes, followed everyone, monitoring their every move.

Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face. The fat-faced Taoist priest was indestructible. He looked at the green-eyed flying eagle that was wandering and patrolling the heads of everyone, and was a little curious. The flying eagle should not be strong, but it should maintain a close connection with the fat-faced Taoist priest.

Soon, everyone quickly retreated to the steps where white bones were piled up at the entrance of the tomb. On the way, they encountered a ghost. Everyone ignored it and lost the life of a Qi Refining Cultivator.

"This thousand-year tomb is so terrifying. I didn't see one of the treasures, but I encountered so many terrifying existences..."

Chu Yiyun looked deep in the tomb, with a few traces of crisis in his eyes.

In this tomb, any evil ghost can kill him, not to mention the iron-armored puppet with strength close to the foundation-building stage and the headless thousand-year-old demon corpse with unknown background.

"There is really no treasure in the tomb? If so, then do we still need to stay here? Leave the ghost Taoist priest behind him and he can still kill us?"

One of the monks complained in a low voice.

"No, we didn't go deeper into the hall deep in the tomb..." Chu Qiuran suddenly said, "Before leaving, I used spiritual eye technique to carefully scan it, and found that there were sarcophagus and other strange things inside..."

Yang Fan stood aside with a calm expression. He had entered the omniscient mode before and had already checked the depths of the hall, which was more detailed with what Chu Qiuran described.

However, in the depths of the hall, except for the two sarcophagus accidents with prohibited restrictions, Yang Fan did not find any treasures.

At this moment, most of his mind was left at the battle at the entrance of the stone hall.

The fat-faced Taoist priest set off a foundation-building zombie and immediately resisted the fierce attack of two iron-armored puppets. He joined forces with the palace-dressed women and Hu Fei, two great cultivators in the Concentration Stage, to attack from a distance, and immediately gained the upper hand.

Yang Fan sighed in his heart that these two iron-armored puppets have extremely strong defenses and have a bonus of demonic energy in the attack. The disadvantage is that they are a little bulky, but with the overall strength of the two iron-armored puppets, they should be able to beat the fat-faced Taoist priest. Because the fat-faced Taoist priest has not yet been able to exert its true strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage due to some unknown restrictions.

Unfortunately, this iron-armored puppet is a dead object after all. Without knowing how to cooperate flexibly, he was tricked by human monks and transferred all his firepower to the zombie in the foundation-building stage.

Sure enough, after a moment, these two iron armored puppets were beaten to pieces, with only a lot of strength, but used the wrong place.

After a while, one of the iron-armored puppets suddenly split into pieces, and at this time, a hidden force grew.

"not good!"

The fat-faced Taoist priest exclaimed and retreated repeatedly. Hu Fei seemed to have some unique senses, but he actually retreated one step ahead of him.

Canopy!

Suddenly, the iron-armored puppet burst out, and a terrifying stream of black light hit the four directions.

Another iron-armored puppet also exploded under the chain, and a red and black poisonous mist containing a strong poison gushed out, and it rushed to all directions with great speed.

ah!

A scream came out in this chaotic environment. The woman in the palace dress in the middle stage of concentrating could barely use her spiritual weapon to block the black light flow, but was immediately severely injured. Her pretty face was red and her mouth was covered with blood. However, the subsequent red and black poisonous fog immediately stained her.

In an instant, her fair and crystal skin dyed black and quickly rotted, instantly spreading throughout her body.

After one or two breaths, the woman in the palace dress turned into a white bone and lay quietly on the ground.

Hu Fei and the fat-faced Taoist priest took the lead and withdrew from the range of the poisonous fog, looking shocked.

Huh ~

The poisonous fog spread out little by little, forcing the two out of the Thousand Years tomb. However, the woman in the palace dress in the middle stage of concentration died extremely miserably.

"What's going on? Why didn't my aunt come out?"

As soon as he came out, Chu Yuyan asked anxiously, and she found that her aunt Chu Qin had not come out.

"He...he's dead."

Hu Fei replied with a dull look on his face.

"Ah!" Chu Qiuran and Chu Yuyan's expressions changed drastically.

The second generation elder who was responsible for the assessment and trial and secretly protected them actually died in the tomb.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the fat-faced Taoist priest looked gloomy and calm. After waiting for a while, the red poisonous fog in the tomb had dissipated, but there was still a strong poison.

"Of course, there seem to be a few pharmacists who come forward to see if they can control these poisons."

The fat-faced Taoist priest said lightly, and his cold eyes swept across the crowd on the scene.
Chapter completed!