Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

At the same time, Xuanyuan behind Luo Chen also got out of the sheath straight away, a golden streamer flashed across the air, and shot towards the huge pothole across the crowd.

But this is far from over, Luo Chen, who turned over and fell to the ground, looked at the unicorn blood flowing on the little brother's hand and immediately shouted:
"Wake up!"

After the little brother heard Luo Chen's voice, he immediately understood (note that it was a correct answer!) when he saw Luo Chen's gaze, and nodded heavily.

Then, when Xuanyuan's transformed stream of light passed in front of him, he waved the bright red blood directly onto Xuanyuan's sword.

Boom~~~
The side of the Xuanyuan Sword where the sun, moon and stars are engraved suddenly became brighter, and after a brief pause, the surging golden light turned into the appearance of a golden unicorn.

The unicorn roared up to the sky, and the entire apse was also rendered in this layer of rich golden light. The millipedes that escaped just now, except for some larger ones, all of the small ones exploded directly under this power. and died.

In the end, the unicorn walking in the air rushed towards the pothole that Luo Chen made by kicking the ball earlier.

"Boom!"

After the golden light exploded, everyone was blinded for a while, only the sound of cracking mountains and rocks and falling stones still reminded Wu Xie and others.

On the ground, there seemed to be a space broken by the golden light that exploded just now!
When everything became calm and everyone had not had time to open their eyes, they heard the little brother say in a cold voice: "The entrance of the cave has come out, Master Luo!"

After Wu Xie and his group opened their eyes, they saw that Luo Chen and the little brother were already standing on the edge of the previous pothole, looking straight down.

And the big worm ball that was kicked into the pit by Luo Chen earlier had already been turned into ash and scattered under the anger of the unicorn incarnated by the holy sword Xuanyuan.

Below the pothole, there is a space with a sloping downward slope. Looking through the light of the flashlight, there are some stone bars for reinforcement inside.

After seeing this, Wu Xie instantly understood the meaning of what Luo Chen said just now.

As Luo Chen expected, Wang Zanghai used a huge magnet bastard to design a chain trick to deceive them, just to make them half-bads think that this is a fake acupoint.

And the space exposed below must be the tomb passage leading to the real underground palace.

Because the slope is inclined downward, the depth of this pothole is not too deep, only about two or three meters.

So after sorting out their equipment and supplies, the group followed Luo Chen and the younger brother and jumped straight down.

Although the group of people had already thought that the space below would not be too small at the moment they came in, they were still taken aback by the scene in front of them when they actually jumped down.

The slope tomb passage is surrounded by bluestone strips used to stabilize the structure, and it looks like a stone-built corridor as a whole.

The slope extends downwards, and the deeper it gets, the wider it becomes. The light of the flashlight seems to be endless, and there are no shadows of lighting lamps on the surrounding stone walls.

After feeling that there was no problem with the surrounding air, Shirley also raised her hand and fired a flare downwards. Since this time it was an action with great fanfare, the group was equipped with the best and most advanced equipment.

The same is true for flares. The lighting time is much longer than before. Usually, one can be used for a long time.

And when the light of the flare illuminates the slope space, the whole picture here is fully displayed in the eyes of Wu Xie and his group.

"I'm going~~~ Have we entered the zongzi nest?"

After the light came on, a steep cliff appeared not far in front of everyone, which was repaired layer by layer like terraced fields.

And on the terraced fields on each floor, figures in ancient clothes sat cross-legged on it, and they were neatly arranged to almost fill the entire "terraced fields".

And the figure closest to everyone was only less than three meters down, and even Luo Chen and the others could clearly see the bluish-purple skin on the ancient corpse's neck.

Xiao Hu looked at the ancient corpse sitting cross-legged and went straight up, the vajra umbrella in his hand unceremoniously poked the corpse a few times.

Then he turned his head and said to everyone: "It's just a simple corpse, it's all frozen solid, and I can't get up!"

"Can't you get up?"

"Old Hu, take a look, is there anything valuable on the corpse!"

As soon as they heard that there was no possibility of recovering the corpse, the two fat men cheered up instantly, dragged their brother Pan Zi whom they had just recognized, and plunged into the pile of corpses without looking back.

The appearance of walking in the figure of eight is really so arrogant and arrogant, so that Pan Zi can only be dragged forward forcibly for a while, and he can't resist at all.

A group of people shuttled among the piles of corpses. Except for Fatty and a few people who wanted money and life, the rest, such as Shirley Wuxie, followed Luo Chen and the little brother closely.

After all, those ancient corpses sitting cross-legged are really scary. Not to mention the huge number, even the facial features are well preserved, and even the wrinkles on the faces of some old corpses are clearly visible.

What really shocked Wu Xie and other young people was that the skin of each ancient corpse was purple-blue, and the teeth in the wide-open mouth were pointed.

It is very in line with the characteristics of dried rice dumplings, with green faces and fangs.

So walking among these corpses is obviously not something that can make people feel happy.

The corpses are arranged extremely densely, and there is very little space for people to walk in the middle of each row. Luo Chen and others moved down and squeezed through the pile of corpses, which is a test of one's mental endurance.

Moreover, all the corpses were frozen like livid stones, extremely hard, and even the copper utensils on some corpses had completely changed.

While Luo Chen and his group were observing the corpse, Xiaopang, who was busy picking up jewelry from the corpse, also noticed the blue-faced fangs of the corpse, and couldn't help complaining:
"Good guy, these teeth look a bit too individual!"

"If you make a boo, you won't shave your face!"

"Is this the bad taste of the people of Dongxia? To add some special taste?"

As he spoke, Xiaopang couldn't help showing a wretched smile on his face, watching Xiao Hu step forward and kick him.

"Why are you exactly the same as that fat man?"

"Every one of them is a brain circuit. Seeing fangs and fangs, you can think of things like snoring, can't you leave a little bit of beauty for others!"