Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"and many more……"

Seeing his senior brother urging him.

Hua Ling, who was rare, did not leave immediately. Her little face was full of anxiety, and she pointed at the toe coffin behind her.

"Danger!"

Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle's heart suddenly reached his throat.

The Tai Sui Eye will close in just an instant.

In addition, the king's corpse was presented as a fraud.

When the time comes, there will be a wolf in front and a tiger behind, and if you want to leave again, it will be like reaching the sky.

"Listen to senior brother, Hua Ling, let's go."

The old foreigner who had already gone to pull the Tiansuo heard the movement behind him and turned around. When he saw that Hua Ling had not followed, he was sweating profusely.

"ring."

"Senior brother, the sixteen black jade rings on his hand must be inextricably linked to the Muchen Pearl...trust me."

Hua Ling spread her palms.

There were several rings lined up there.

More were put into the bag first by her.

At this moment, her eyes flickered and her tone was firm.

"what?!"

Seeing this, the old foreigner couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

The three of them have known each other since childhood, and have traveled together for many years. They say they are senior fellow apprentices, but in fact they are biological brothers and sisters.

How could he not know Hua Ling?

Although he is young, he is sensible and will never lose his temper willfully.

Therefore, she must have a reason for saying so.

He raised the wind lantern in his hand forward.

A stunning light suddenly reflected on the ring, which was as green as ink. Each one seemed to vaguely correspond to the feng shui of heaven and earth, giving people an indescribable sense of mystery.

"Sixteen black jade rings?"

Different from the old foreigners.

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly.

I always feel like I have heard it somewhere.

But now that the danger was approaching, he was not allowed to think too much. He just took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hua Ling leaves first."

"The old foreigner takes over from a high place."

While talking.

He took off the wind and cloud wrapper behind him and handed it to the old foreigner.

The latter nodded.

Pass the two rope buckles under the armpit of the left shoulder and the top of the right shoulder, and pull one bunch at a time.

The wind and cloud wrapped around his back in an instant.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Muchen Bead involved was too heavy to tolerate any sloppiness. If they got into a fight later and bumped into each other, there would be no regrets in this world.

He had already planned to stay as queen.

He took the remaining six black jade rings and left.

But not before that.

It was to ensure that Muchen Bead was safe and sound.

Put your hands on your waist.

Raise your hand.

There are already two more twenty-ring mirror boxes in the palm.

only……

Wait until he looks back.

Most of the half-sitting King Xian in the coffin had melted.

The foul-smelling pus surged out from the features on the top of the head and continued to flow down along the chest and arms.

It made him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

However, the disappearing face just stared at the three of them.

The hole in his mouth was constantly opening, as if he was desperately trying to say something.

Such a weird situation.

Even the partridge whistle was the first time I saw it.

"……it is good."

Feeling the determination in the senior brother's tone.

Hua Ling's heart trembled.

She knew her own strength well, and staying would only distract her senior brother.

If you leave the shaft first, you can still respond outside.

"Hua Ling, this way!"

The old foreigner on the other end made a heavy weight move, interlocking his hands and holding them flat in front of his chest, with a face full of anxiety and perseverance.

"Yes, senior brother."

Hua Ling reacted as soon as he saw it.

The senior brother clearly planned to send him out by force.

Take a deep breath.

Putting away the Hualing Mirror Umbrella, he took a step forward, taking a few steps forward, and stepped on the old foreigner's folded hands with his toes.

The latter let out a low cry, and the strength in his wrist suddenly exploded.

Put your hands up and push hard.

The figure of Hua Ling rose in the air, flying as swiftly as a kite, and appeared in mid-air in the blink of an eye. She grabbed the mouth of the well with both hands and jumped. The next moment, she had already left the shaft.

Landed safely.

From the corner of his eye, Chen Yulou was sitting cross-legged.

Green light rose out of thin air all over his body.

The whole person reflected is like a god.

But Hua Ling didn't dare to think too much. She just grabbed the sky-piercing rope outside her body and said, "Senior brother, come on!"

How could the old foreigner below dare to hesitate.

He exhaled.

It's time to pull the diamond rope.

but……

No one expected it.

King Xian, who was sitting firmly in the coffin just a moment ago, like a demon, suddenly rose up, and with his remaining hand, he clawed hard at the old foreigner's back like lightning.

exactly.

It was the wind and clouds he carried behind him.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle's eyes turned cold. The Muchen Bead was not among them. It was not easy to find it. How could he let King Xian take it back like this?

"Don't bother."

reminded the old foreigner.

The partridge whistle held the mirror box in its hand and fired several shots.

Fire poured out from the muzzle.

Without exception, they all hit King Xian's arm.

However, the strange thing is that the mirror box, which has always been successful, seems to have failed this time.

The imagined scene of broken arms and limbs and bloody flesh and blood did not appear.

After the bullet penetrated, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

The skin dripping with pus squirmed.

The arm returned to normal again.

"Immortality?"

Partridge Whistle looked even more gloomy at this scene.

Not sure how to do it though.

But thinking about it, it should be inseparable from Zhixian Coffin.

Sure enough, after putting away the twenty-ring mirror box, no matter how sharp the gun is, it is just an ordinary thing after all. To deal with such evil things, extraordinary measures are still needed.

He took one step forward and crossed the Linzhi coffin.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared above King Xian's head.

A knee strike hit his shoulders hard out of nowhere.

click-

With this collision, Partridge Whistle's martial arts energy, blood, and internal strength were unreserved. Even if it was a mountain bear, his bones and tendons would be broken at once.

But, after that burst of bone explosion.

King Xian's figure only swayed before he stood up from the coffin again.

It's as if...that injury has no effect on it at all.

"die!"

On King Xian's faceless face, a syllable finally came out from his open mouth.

Ambiguous.

It sounds like Chinese with a strong accent.

At the same time, his big hands struck hard at the Partridge Whistle pressing on his shoulders.

Before it was even close, an explosive wave of air had already broken through the air.