Starting from the ultimate, the keeper behind the Nine Gates

Fatty Wang glanced at the height of the altar in despair, and suddenly felt that the Jie Lian Ring on his body was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Before he even started crawling, his legs began to feel weak.

So he decisively suggested: "Zhenzhen, why don't we put your third uncle in the passage first."

"It's safe there without the snake mother."

"His old man is already like this, and tossing him with it will not be good for his injury."

Wu Tianzhen looked at Xie Lianhuan, who was still in a coma, and after thinking for two seconds, he agreed to Fatty Wang's suggestion.

Since we hadn’t gone very far and the clay pots that were in the way had been cleared away, it wasn’t difficult to turn back.

The two did not place Jie Lianhuan too far away, they just placed the others in a place where there was no accumulation of water.

It will also make it easier for them to come back later.

Wu Tianzhen was worried about leaving people here alone.

If something unexpected happened, he wouldn't be able to save anyone in time.

Fatty Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw Wu Tianzhen's worry and said:

"It's okay. There's a snake mother's breath here, and those pheasant necks won't dare to come in."

"We are so careful. As long as the clay pot doesn't break the Corpse Turtle King, it won't be a problem."

"Look, haven't we seen anything in the past half day? Besides, Uncle San still has an amulet on him, so don't worry!"

"I know……"

He understood the logic, but he felt unhappy.

Just when Wu Tianzhen was thinking about calling the black glasses back to look at his third uncle.

Suddenly I heard a faint buzzing sound of vibrating wings.

The sound was intermittent, as if something was flying towards them.

"Om-"

"Buzz-buzz-"

Fatty Wang and Wu Tianzhen subconsciously raised their search lights and shined them in the direction of the sound.

Not long after, a familiar white figure slowly appeared in their sight.

It’s Jiang Xing’s pet, the Corpse Turtle King!

In just one day, it has evolved to the size of a baby's hand.

The two small black eyes are particularly obvious against the white body.

Almost half of the red color on her body has faded away, leaving only the last edge, which looks like a gradient skirt.

It can be said that it has nothing to do with the previous appearance of the Corpse Turtle King.

The little thing is actually kind of pretty...

But in terms of size, it can be considered a corpse turtle king.

The fighting turtle among kings!

"Om~"

The Corpse Turtle Emperor flaps its wings and glides for a while.

This causes the little body to go up and down from time to time.

Wu Tianzhen felt inexplicably that he also saw Jiang Xing's laziness in it.

Could this be the legendary thing that follows its owner?

Because they were sure it would not attack them, Fatty Wang and Wu Tianzhen didn't even try to hide.

The Corpse Turtle Emperor circled around the two of them, and then slowly stopped on the head of Lian Huan.

After shaking his chubby body, he folded his wings.

He also symbolically raised his calf towards the two of them.

Fatty Wang stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. Then he stiffened up, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and moved closer to Wu Tianzhen.

He squeezed out from between his teeth: "Is it saying hello to us...?"

But in terms of the degree of shock, Wu Tianzhen was no less shocked than him.

But I thought that it might have been sent by Lao Si to help him keep an eye on his third uncle.

Wu Tianzhen still stretched out his index finger tremblingly and touched the Corpse Turtle Emperor's calf.

He said solemnly: "Please!"

Fatty Wang pulled him back abruptly and scolded Wu Tianzhen in a hurry.

"Are you really desperate for your life?!"

"How dare you touch it!"

Although the Corpse Emperor would not attack them actively, what if it felt provoked?

While talking, Fatty Wang did not forget to look at the Corpse Turtle Emperor.

He was afraid that the ancestor would be offended and take a bite from each of them.

However, the next second he seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and his whole body froze.

I saw that the Corpse Turtle Emperor had already retracted his legs.

The entire insect ball formed into a ball and shrank up motionless.

From a distance, it looks like the third master is hatching eggs with his head.

Fatty Wang originally wanted to continue outputting, but when he saw this, he swallowed back the rest of his words.

It's fine!

This insect has become a spirit!

Wu Tianzhen didn't care how shocked he was, he just dragged the person away.

With the Corpse Turtle Emperor here, the third uncle's personal safety is basically no problem.

But they still have things to do and must seize the time.

When the two returned to the team again, everyone had arrived at the bottom of the steps.

From this angle, you can't even see the altar above.

There are roughly eight hundred stone steps stretching upward, if not a thousand.

That's about fifty flights of stairs.

You can still climb up, but you will have to suffer a little.

Fatty Wang looked down at his belly melancholy.

He let out a long sigh, feeling very sad.

At this time, "Come on!"

"Just in time to lose weight, Fatty!"

Black Glasses noticed his strangeness, rolled up his cuffs, and said with a bad smile.

These words were like an arrow hitting Fatty Wang in the knee.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Am I familiar with you? Blind man!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for anyone else and rushed forward himself.

After being scolded, Black Glasses was not angry, but chased after him and continued to make fun of him.

"Fat Master, how do you know that I am also nicknamed Blind Man?"

Fatty Wang: "..."

This person doesn’t understand Haolai’s words, does he?

And how could anyone be more noisy than him?

It was rare for Wu Tianzhen to see someone who could make Fatty Wang feel embarrassed, and a smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Seeing other people going up one after another, he turned his head and looked at his younger brother, "Let's go too."

"Ah."

At the beginning, Fatty Wang took the lead and rushed to the front.

But it didn't take long before his speed gradually slowed down.

"call--"

"call--"

Wu Tianzhen, who was following him, saw that he was breathing like a broken bellows, and couldn't help but worry: "Is the fat man okay?"

"How about you take a rest first?"

Fatty Wang was panting and had no energy to speak at all.

He just waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry about him, but he continued to move at a very fast pace.

Wu Tianzhen took the opportunity to look back. They had climbed about two hundred steps, which was only one-fifth of the height.

It is obviously unrealistic for Fatty Wang to go up in one breath.

Wu Tianzhen simply let him go.

At this time, the leader has become Chen Wenjin, far ahead of everyone.

He climbed up more than two hundred stone steps in one breath, but he still walked as fast as flying, without slowing down at all.

This physical strength is beyond the reach of Fatty Wang.

However, Wu Tianzhen, brother, and Jiang Xing, who knew the inside story, were not surprised.

Now Chen Wenjin is equivalent to a robot with seven emotions and six desires.

That body doesn't feel tired at all.

The black glasses who were following behind smelled the bone fragrance in the air that was getting stronger gradually, and looked at Chen Wenjin's back with a slightly solemn expression.

It was obvious that he also sensed something was wrong.

But right now!

"boom--"

Continuous muffled sounds attracted everyone's attention.