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

The ancient corpse that broke out of the coffin.

He was draped in a jade box with a dragon pattern, which wrapped him tightly below the chest, and on his neck was a pure gold head with all the facial features intact and ears and ears fresh, looking lifelike.

only……

He looked exactly like the Black Sheep King that I saw in the mural of the Xiang Temple when I came here.

Everyone was shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.

After all, it was clearly depicted on the ancient paintings in the Guanshan Zanggu Tower that when Feng Shigu brought Guanshan Taibao here, they had already chopped the Black Sheep King into eight pieces and separated his body. How could there be another body appearing in this earthly immortal tomb now?

"The coffin is made of human skin."

"This is a triple coffin, Kunlun, get started!"

Chen Yulou's mind raced, his eyes gleaming with cold light. This guy wasn't the Black Sheep King at all; he was clearly Feng Shigu in the Black Sheep King's skin.

One layer of golden coffin, one layer of jade box with dragon pattern, which is also one layer of golden jade burial suit, and one layer of human skin of the Black Sheep King.

The emperor's coffin has nine layers, dukes and marquises have five layers, and officials have three layers.

Feng Shigu was only from a small place called Wuxi Town. Yet, he was a tomb robber and dared to use a triple coffin. This showed how ambitious he was.

However, Dixian Village is extremely luxurious and magnificent. Even the imperial tombs of the Ming Dynasty cannot compare with it. He was too lazy to use a nine-layer coffin.

and.

This triple coffin may not be just for the purpose of violating the etiquette.

This man is devoted to seeking immortality, and worldly royal power may not be in his eyes. Whether it is the human skin of the Black Sheep King or the golden jade burial robe, they may just be witchcraft to nourish the corpse.

hum!

Hear the words.

Kunlun didn't even think twice, he shook the halberd in his hand, broke through the mist, and stabbed straight into the chest of the ancient corpse.

He did not hold back at all in this halberd strike. His whole body was filled with blood and energy, and his force was as strong as thunder. The tip of the halberd was shining brightly, and one could even see a burst of spear and knife energy.

The halberd pierced into the chest without any deviation. The ancient jade pieces strung with gold threads on the dragon-patterned jade box shattered to the ground in an instant. At the same time, the human skin that looked like a python robe was also pierced. Scarlet blood flowed and dripped on the blade of the triangular halberd. The rich fishy smell rushed into the nose.

Simultaneously.

A layer of black mist rolled up from the cracks in the jade armor.

But... when the halberd broke through two layers of the outer coffin and moved inside, it seemed to be blocked by something, and only a sound of metal and stone was heard.

Seeing this, Kunlun frowned, with no intention of retreating a single step. Instead, he let out a low shout and increased the strength in his hands again, with the clear and clanging sound becoming even more astonishing.

The halberd, which had been forged through thousands of hammerings, was bent little by little and was almost twisted into a large bow.

Veins bulged on Kunlun's forehead, and the muscles in his arms were knotted to the point that his clothes were about to burst. The sound from the friction between the soles of his shoes and the floor tiles was like a heavy rain.

But the tip of the halberd still couldn't move forward even half an inch.

"How could this be?"

"Damn it, could it be that Master Feng Gu has really become a corpse immortal?"

"Even if it's made of steel, it's time to sell it out."

See this scene.

The faces of the people around them were even uglier, and the horror in their hearts was indescribable.

Kunlun was born with immense strength, able to tear tigers and leopards apart alive. After practicing the Seven-Star Horizontal Training Technique, he entered the realm of martial arts grandmaster at the Ancestral Dragon Peak of Kunlun Mountain. Not to mention a mere ancient corpse, even one made of molten iron or copper slurry could be broken by him.

What's more, he was holding a halberd in his hand.

From Pingshan Town Mausoleum General.

That man had fought in the battlefields during his lifetime, and his weapon was stained with the blood of countless lives. After his death, he guarded the general's tomb. Under the influence of the dragon energy in the earth's veins, the halberd had long since turned into a ferocious weapon.

I dare not say that I can break anything, but since I followed him, I have been soaked in a lot of demon blood.

Now, the body cannot be opened.

Something is obviously wrong.

"Brother Kunlun, get out of the way and let me try."

The old foreigner raised his eyebrows, and instantly pulled the bow in his hand to the full moon. The sound of the bowstring hummed continuously, like a violent storm.

Hearing this, Kunlun did not hesitate and immediately withdrew. The next moment, a ray of cold light broke through the air, carrying with it a terrifying force that could destroy everything in its path, and rushed towards the ancient corpse like a meteor chasing the moon.

clang!

This big bow of his is made of secret gold as the frame and dragon tendons as the string. It was then smelted by a hundred-foot fire dragon and hammered and tempered thousands of times before it was forged.

Every demon that died under the bow had at least a hundred years of cultivation.

So far, except for the setback with the old dragon in Dongting Lake, no monster has been able to stop it.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow was already at his body.

But to his surprise, the extremely sharp iron arrow did not pierce the ancient corpse and nail it inside the golden coffin as expected. Instead, it seemed to have hit an iron plate. A loud clanging sound echoed in the tomb, and the group felt deafening.

The arrowhead was buzzing and sparks could be seen faintly, while the half of the arrow tail left outside was shaking continuously.

"Damn it, could it be that Master Feng has already refined the Jade Armor Golden Body, or has not yet turned his bones into gold?"

The old foreigner's eyes twitched wildly as he watched.

I just felt a sense of depression piling up in my chest that was hard to vent.

It is not uncommon for ancient corpses to turn into zombies. He has lost count of how many times he has seen them during the years he followed his senior brother to fight and search for pearls. But even the Yuan general in Pingshan was only able to cultivate his skin and bones to the point of bronze and iron.

As for Ba, Hou and Buhuagu, they only exist in legends.

Now on this ancient corpse.

For the first time, he felt that the incorruptibility of bones might not be just a rumor.

"What do you mean by jade armor and golden body that won't dissolve bones? Can't you admit that you are weak?"

"let me!"

"Even if Feng Shigu becomes a corpse immortal today, I will break his tortoise shell with three whips."

Listening to the old foreigner mumbling to himself, Yang Fang couldn't help but laugh and curse.

Inspiration is flowing in Dantian.

In an instant.

The runes on the four-sided, seven-section corpse-beating whip in his hand exploded like fire.

Although he usually doesn't talk big, when it comes to dealing with zombies, among the four sects and eight schools, except for the King of Corpse-Harboring, almost no one can defeat his divine whip.

As soon as he finished speaking, without any hesitation, Yang Fang stepped on the Seven Stars and stepped on the Tiangang. In the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the golden coffin. He aimed at the half-sitting ancient corpse and smashed it hard on the head with a whip.

The sound of breaking wind at high speed was heard.

Wherever the rune passed, the black fog dissipated and the air became distorted.

I don't know if the ancient corpse finally came to its senses or sensed the danger. Its body swayed and it supported the edge of the coffin with both hands, as if it was about to break out of the coffin and escape.

only……

How could Yang Fang give him a chance?

His eyes flashed, his body moved faster, and the divine whip instantly smashed into the pure gold head.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

He actually smashed a deep hole on the top of his skull. The originally lifelike facial features were twisted into a ball due to the huge force, looking indescribably weird.

The ancient corpse beneath him, which was as still as a mountain, collapsed several inches under the astonishing force.

The golden skull seemed to be stuck in the neck.

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After a series of bone cracking sounds, the pure gold head could no longer hold on and fell from the neck with a bang, rolling into the golden coffin. Corpse gas like smoke rolled up from the empty neck.

The Taoist runes engraved on the divine whip are specifically used to suppress corpse disasters.

At this moment, as soon as the corpse qi was sensed, the runes instantly turned into huge cracks and burned along the ancient corpse. At this moment, the rolling corpse qi was like phosphorous fire meeting the wind, burning more and more vigorously.

The ancient corpse in the golden coffin was suddenly enveloped by flames and fell into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, Yang Fang immediately retracted the magic whip and replaced it with the Vajra Umbrella, which he opened up with a bang, isolating the spreading flames and blocking them back.

The others also took a few steps back.

He stuck to the rock wall of the tomb, staring at the ancient corpse in the coffin.

"You have something, kid."

The old foreigner couldn't help but admire the figure retreating in front of him.

I had seen him walking around with a steel whip on his back all day long, but he only used it once, when he first entered Chenjiazhuang and sparred with Kunlun. In the end, he was suppressed by the opponent and couldn't even raise his head.

Naturally, I look down on him a little bit.

Unexpectedly, facing this ancient corpse today, he and Kunlun both returned empty-handed.

On the contrary, it was this kid Yang Fang who smashed the pure gold head with a whip, and now he was using the talisman fire to make the ancient corpse fall into a sea of ​​fire.

"of course?"

Hearing this, Yang Fang couldn't suppress the smile, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The divine whip, or more precisely the corpse whip, is used to beat the zombies in the tomb.

No matter whether it is a black or white walking corpse, a flying zombie, or an old zombie with a bronze skin, iron bones, jade armor and golden body, one whip will make sure it has a bloody head and a shattered body.

However, although he said this, his eyes never left the ancient corpse.

just in case.

After all, it was not an ordinary ancient corpse.

Neither the Kunlun halberd nor the old foreigner's Jiao shooting bow could break his body. If he was burned to ashes, he would feel something was wrong.

"and many more……"

really.

The thought had barely come to my mind.

The ancient corpse burning in the sea of ​​fire suddenly stood up. The blazing fire seemed to have not caused much harm to him. Only the jade armor and gold threads covering his body were melted by the fire, and the double-layer jade armor peeled off like rain.

Not long after.

The entire dragon-patterned jade box fell off from head to toe like a giant python shedding its skin.

The jade pieces could not withstand the burning flames and exploded like frying beans, and the sound of bangs could be heard incessantly from inside the golden coffin.

When the jade box completely disappeared, a naked figure emerged from the fire.

only……

The flesh was badly rotten, with corpse spots and blood spots everywhere. The most bizarre thing was that one could clearly see countless stitches on the chest, abdomen, shoulders, neck and back.

The flames are still spreading at this moment.

Just after taking off the jade armor, his rotten body was once again enveloped in flames.

A pungent and unpleasant burning smell filled the tomb. Even though he covered his face with a black scarf to protect his mouth and nose, he could not stop the smell of the corpse and it rushed straight to his head.

The group of people felt their stomachs churning and almost vomited out the little dry food they had eaten on the way here.

It was difficult to suppress the discomfort.

next moment.

They seemed to have seen something incredible again, their eyes widened and their brows furrowed.

The human skin could not withstand the raging flames at all and was melted away in less than a moment. At the same time, a slender figure emerged from the human skin bag.

He looks to be in his forties or fifties.

He was wearing a black robe embroidered with a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern.

Her long hair was tied up with a jade crown.

The heroic spirit is condensed in his face

Holding a whisk in his hand, he looks like a true mountain hermit.

Looking at his figure and appearance... he is about 60% similar to Feng Sibei.

The only difference is that the former was wearing a green Taoist robe, while the other was wearing a large black Tai Chi cloak.

And the biggest difference is that although Feng Sibei is old, he is full of energy and vitality, while that figure is completely shrouded in a gloomy corpse aura, looking eerie and terrifying.

“It’s Feng Shigu!”

"He actually became... a corpse immortal!"