Speaking of Archeology, Your Kowloon Coffin Tattoo Has Been Exposed

"Mr. Huo! Mr. Huo! Please help! Fatty is about to be frozen!"

Xue Li Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost covered in sweat, and shouted to Huo Jilin.

Xue Li Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost covered in sweat, and shouted to Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin was still entangled with the first sage, and when he heard Xue Li Yang's request for help, he immediately turned around.

This turn around was immediately caught by the prophet and could take advantage of it.

An ice lotus hit Huo Jilin's back.

"hiss."

There was a biting coldness behind him, and Nezha immediately swept Huo Jilin's back lightly with Huntian Ling.

The ice lotus fell to the ground, and the discomfort disappeared.

Nezha immediately became entangled with the prophet again.

Huo Jilin leaned on the wall with one foot and flew to Wang Kaixuan's side.

At this moment, the ice has spread to Wang Kaixuan's shoulder, like a funny ice sculpture.

Huo Jilin didn't have time to mock Wang Kaixuan, so he slashed at the ice on Wang Kaixuan's body with an ancient black gold knife.

Chapter 41 Mist Barrier

What he didn't expect was that this black gold ancient sword that slashed iron like mud was useless, and the ice still spread to the top along the tip of the blade.

Before his mouth was frozen, Wang Kaixuan howled like a pig.

"Master Huo! Fatty, I'm going to fold here today! When you go out, remember to burn paper for me fatty every day! Master Huo! Remember to take good care of Lao Hu!"

Huo Cum Lin covered his head with black lines.

What's with this dying feeling?

Xue Li Yang frowned: "Fat! What are you talking about! Don't be discouraged!"

Hu Bayi's face was full of embarrassment, and his face was full of worry: "Don't talk nonsense, you will have to eat mutton when you go back."

Huo Jilin raised his hand, and a flame burst out from his palm, quickly wrapping Wang Kaixuan.

Shenhuo is Shenhuo, and it will burn the ice on Wang Kaixuan's body in a few seconds.

After the ice on Wang Kaixuan's body melted, Huo Jilin immediately turned around and mingled with the prophets and saints.

As soon as the fire of the first saint was swung out, it was immediately caught by the dragon, and the ice of the prophet didn't even have a chance to land.

The ground was full of ice and flames, and there were occasional gunshots.

The Prophet and the Sage always do everything in their power to bring them together.

Huo Jilin also found that the closer the two were, the stronger the combat effectiveness.

The two dragons fought with the Prophet and the Prophet for a long time, but the Prophet and the Prophet were finally defeated and lost.

Seeing the Prophet Sage fall to the ground, Huo Jilin immediately drew out his knife and stabbed the Prophet Sage at the fastest speed.

The first saint held the ground with his hands, and said something in his mouth.

"Retire from life and injury! The devil listens to the chapter! The soul returns to the sun! The corpse stands on the frontier!"

After the first saint's incantation was finished, Huo Jilin's ears immediately heard the clucking sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Mr. Huo! Be careful!"

Xue Li Yang shouted, her voice trembling, as if she had seen something terrible.

Huo Jilin didn't care about his back, he cut his sword straight in, wanting to end the battle quickly.

The next second, the ancient black gold knife penetrated Chen Jiuren's chest.

Huo Jilin was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Jiuren, who had turned corpse in front of Xiansheng's body.

All the veins in his body burst out, the face that was bitten by Sa Dipeng turned blue, as if covered with moss, and the eyes were only white, which looked extremely terrifying.

Huo Jilin cut off Chen Jiuren's head without hesitation,

Xue Li Yang didn't want to look anymore, she turned around and covered her face.

Hu Bayi sighed: "Miss Xue Li Yang, they are no longer our partners, they are already dead."

"It's...it's me...it's me who killed them."

Shirley Young sobbed.

Wang Kaixuan waved his hand, a little impatient: "Okay, what's the use of talking about this now! Stop crying!"

The prophet's lips were still opening and closing, Ye Yixin and Chu Jian moved extremely fast, jumping up and hugging Huo Jilin's shoulders.

Ye Yixin opened his mouth to bite, but Huo Jilin pushed Ye Yixin and Chu Jian away with a slight force on his back.

Ye Yixin and Chu Jian were shaken to the stone wall, smashed a shallow groove out of the stone wall, and hit the ground again.

"Ouch." Wang Kaixuan's facial features twisted, "It's really miserable."

Hu Bayi's face was full of worry, he held a gun at the prophet, and was afraid that the bullet would hurt Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin turned around and wanted to kill the prophets and saints first, but found that Chen Jiuren's head, which he had just cut off, was back on his neck.

Chen Jiuren fluttered abruptly and waved his paws at Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin turned around, and Ye Yixin and Chu Jian also got up from the rear, their posture twisted but they ran extremely fast.

Huo Jilin took Nezha Yinglong back, one ran towards Chen Jiuren, and the other stopped Ye Yixin and Chu Jian.

Without Yinglong Nezha's restraint, the prophet and saint quickly got up.

The two interlocked their fingers.Soaring in mid-air, a mist barrier visible to the naked eye enveloped the two of them.

The two of them kept their mouths shut, and the faster they read, the more powerful Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, and Chen Jiuren were on the ground.

"boom!"

Hu Bayi couldn't take it anymore, and shot Chen Jiuren.

The bullet passed through Chen Jiuren's temple, splashing blood on the wall.

But Chen Jiuren just tilted his head and continued to entangle with Yinglong.

"Useless...useless...we're going to die here..."

Shirley Yang squatted in the corner, holding her head in her hands, looking very scared.

Wang Kaixuan was impatient: "The surname is Yang! Can you keep thinking about death! Then God is so good! You give me a good life! Go back and pay us wages!"

After talking about Xue Li Yang, Wang Kaixuan looked at Huo Jilin who was sweating on his forehead again, his face full of worry.

"Old Hu, let's go down and help Mr. Huo!"

Hu Bayi shook his head: "Fatty, calm down, these two things can be magic, and we will only cause trouble to Brother Huo when we go down."

"Oh! Old Hu! I'm in a hurry!"

Wang Kaixuan clenched his fists tightly and smashed on the stone wall from time to time.

Underground, Yinglong Nezha entangled Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, and Chen Jiuren. Huo Jilin raised his knife and stepped on the stone wall, slashing at the prophets and saints protected by the mist barrier.

"Crash! Crash! Crash!"

Huo Jilin worked hard and slashed three times on the barrier, making three deafening sounds.

The barrier was cut by Huo Jilin, but it recovered immediately.

"Damn!"

Huo Jilin cursed secretly.

"Giggle."

The harsh laughter came, Huo Jilin looked up and saw that the laughter came from the prophets and saints.

The two mummified corpses laughed, looking treacherous and funny.

Feeling the mockery of the prophets and saints, Huo Jilin burst into flames.

Furious, Yinglong Nezha may have also sensed the anger of his master, and his combat power increased sharply, and he twisted Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, and Chen Jiuren into thin pieces of paper.

Huo Jilin chased back Yinglong Nezha, the double dragon wrapped around him, and was about to attack the prophet and sage in the air.

The prophets and saints sensed the danger, and together they made a strange gesture and chanted a magic spell.

The cave began to crumble, and the rocks began to fall off, smashing all over the floor.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't dodge in time, and a huge rock fell at his feet, shaking him down.

"Ouch!"

A pig-slaughtering scream echoed throughout the cave.

Huo Jilin just felt that something was wrong.

This cave is so big in total, how could this prophet and saint dare to protect himself in this way?

Huo Jilin looked up at the topmost floor of the cave, and this glance really answered the doubts in his heart.

The stone has been falling off for a minute or two. If it was really falling, the exit would have been shaken out long ago.

"Don't worry, it's an illusion."

Huo Jilin reminded Wang Kaixuan, Hu Bayi, Xue Li Yang and others.

Yinglong and Huntianling instantly wrapped the prophets and saints, Huo Jilin stepped on the black gold ancient knife and stood firm in the air, using his hands to exert strength.

Yinglong's wrapping became tighter and tighter, and Nezha used the wind and fire wheel as a weapon in the air, and kept kicking on the mist barrier of the prophets and saints.

Chapter 42 Hexagonal Jade Pendant

"Crack."

A sound like glass shattering came, and then looking at the prophet and the first saint, the fog barrier had been shattered, and the prophet and the first saint fell to the ground.

After the prophet and the first saint fell, the cave also stopped shaking.