Beiqi, the Nightmare Zone.

A figure with a shovel and a burlap bag tied around his waist was sneakily roaming around Nightmare City.

After circling Nightmare City, Hu He took out the compass he had made based on the contents of the ancient books from his pocket, looked at it carefully, and then reached out and beckoned back.

Behind him, a deformed creature with a thin body but an unusually large head immediately stepped forward to take the shovel from Hu He's hand and struggled to dig up by the city wall.

It can be seen from the Hu Core on the corpse compass that there must be a strong corpse in this Nightmare City, and judging from the corpse qi value, the strength of this strong man's corpse is far greater than that of an instant, if he can get it, his strength will definitely increase a lot.

And he didn't think about entering the city gate, but there was a corpse poison array set up at the city gate, he broke through twice, and all of them were planted, and Hu He, who had no choice, could only find another way.

Relying on the tremendous strength of the corpse spirit in an instant, a passable intersection was quickly dug in the corner of the wall.

After glancing at the pit, Hu He glanced at the corpse qi value displayed on the compass again, and then bent down and drilled inward.

After drilling through the hole in the city wall, Hu He was surprised to find that there were countless coffins hanging in the sky of this nightmare city, and each coffin was tied with a rope connected to each other, and the whole city was empty, all the building doors were closed, and the streets were littered with yellow dark paper for the dead.

Although this scene was terrifying, Hu He had already been mentally prepared and did not panic, but took out the compass again and began to detect the source of corpse qi in the city.

After determining the direction, Hu He shrank and walked towards the central area of the city.

Walking and walking, Hu He suddenly felt a little cold, and there were gusts of yin wind around him, and suddenly the dark coins on the ground were blown up and scattered in the air, and the coffin in the hanging gang was also gently swaying under the blowing of the yin wind, making a "squeak" sound of wood squeezing.

Hu He shook his body, feeling that this place was very weird.

However, this did not affect his desire for the corpse of the strong, and accelerated the pace of progress.

Coming to the central area of the city all the way, Hu He's eyes were immediately attracted by a huge blood-colored coffin, and the digitized compass on his body also emitted a "ding" sound that would only sound when the corpse gas exploded.

"Big baby!" Hu He's eyes lit up.

However, he did not open the museum directly, but walked around the blood coffin twice, and let the corpse spirit touch the blood coffin a few times, and only after making sure that there was no danger did he dare to approach.

Came to the blood coffin, reached out and patted the cloth bag, summoned three corpse navigators from it, and then Hu He raised his hand and pointed to the blood coffin:

"Open the coffin!"

Hearing the order, the corpse pilot and the corpse spirit immediately approached the blood coffin and began to push the lid of the coffin hard.

However, to Hu He's surprise, the lid of this blood coffin was so firm that the four corpses couldn't push it even with all their strength.

This made Hu He feel a little surprised, the other three corpse pilots are not counted, but he knows the strength of the corpse spirit in an instant, and that strength is not weaker than the top rune wrestler players at this stage, or even better, but even so, he still can't push the coffin lid, you can imagine how heavy this coffin lid is.

However, Hu He was not discouraged, and after thinking for a while, he raised the shovel in his hand and began to smash the coffin lid.

At the same time as Hu He smashed the blood coffin, the dazmo lying inside the blood coffin and was healing his wounds suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly closed them weakly.

"Bang!"

The sound of blows continued from above, causing the sleeping marls to open their eyes again.

A trace of qi and blood power flowed out of the dartle's body and rushed towards the coffin lid, but this trace of qi and blood power dissipated before it could touch the coffin lid.

"Bang!"

The cover was constantly being slammed, and the marl's eyes widened inside, and he was now eager to kill the creature that disturbed his slumber.

However, in the battle with the evil god clone, he was seriously injured, and the qi and blood throat in his body was almost exhausted, and now he couldn't move at all.

"Why is it so hard?" Hu He, who had been smashing for a long time, reached out to wipe his sweat, and then leaned down and put his ear on the lid of the coffin.

Because he seemed to have heard movement inside.

After a while, Hu He, who was sure that he had heard it wrong, sat on the lid of the coffin and fell into deep thought again.

If he was asked to give up like this, he would definitely be unwilling, but the hardness of this coffin lid was too high, and he really couldn't open it with his strength.

After thinking for a while, Hu He's eyes lit up, opened the mall interface, and began to select in the special toolbar.

Shovel white): digging tools

Tool Attributes: Hardness 1 Destructive Power 1

Purchase requirement: 1 soul coin

Delicate Shovel Blue): Digging tools can be used as weapons)

Tool attributes: hardness 3 destructive power 3

Purchase requirement: 15 soul coins

......

Hu He's gaze swept over the tools, and then his gaze rested on a golden shovel.

Broken Gold Shovel Purple): A special tool produced by the first foundry of Beiqi

Tool attributes: hardness 10 destructive power 12

Tool characteristics: Sharp LV3

Purchase requirements: 100 soul coins, this item is a limited item, and there are five left)

Seeing the price of the item, Hu He had a headache, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he still bought it, and then he had an extra golden shovel in his hand.

"Open it for me!" Holding the broken gold shovel, Hu He struggled to smash down towards the blood coffin.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of metal clashing at the place of collision, but to Hu He's surprise, a very small gap appeared everywhere that was chiseled by the broken gold shovel.

Although the effect was not great, at least let Hu He know that it was feasible, and immediately handed the broken gold shovel to the corpse spirit of the moment, and let it start smashing the coffin.

However, smashing and smashing, Hu He was a little irritable, although the broken gold shovel could break the blood coffin, but the efficiency was too slow, and I don't know how long it would take to open the coffin.

Anyway, this limited shovel is broken and one is less, and he will definitely be able to use it after doing this business, Hu He gritted his teeth and bought three more gold shovels in the mall, and after distributing them to the corpse spirits, he ordered the four corpse spirits to continue to wield, while he squatted aside and opened the built-in forum in the game to start water stickers to pass the time.

"Boom Boom Boom #Ding Ding!"

The sound of metal clashes kept ringing out.

The eyes of the dazmar lying in the bloody coffin widened, and he felt like he was about to go crazy.

In this state, he couldn't sleep at all, and even the power of qi and blood that was slowly running in his body to repair his body began to become disordered under the interference of the constant sound of collisions.

"Poof!"

A cloud of counter-current qi and blood rushed out of the mouth of the drought fish and spread inside the blood coffin.

"Ahem!" Feeling the bad condition in his body, the drought fish couldn't help but cough.

"Wait!" Hu He, who had a keen ear, immediately stopped the work of the corpse, and came to the blood coffin again, listening with his ears.

"Bang Bang P people?"

Hu He patted the blood coffin twice and asked.

A moment later

Hu He, who still hadn't heard a response, stretched out his hand and pointed to the blood coffin: "Keep smashing!" ”

"Wait, ahem!" The weak voice of the Drought Fish came from within the blood coffin.

"Lying on the grass, the corpse is defrauded!" Hu He's eyes widened, a little incredulous, and then he reached out again and knocked twice on the coffin lid: "Are you talking?" ”

"Ahem, that's right, it's me, can you stop knocking?"

If he had the strength to lift the lid of the coffin, he would really want to swallow the man outside.