Chapter 951 Tomb of King Mu (29)

"Brother Shuang, Cheng Feng is right, it's not a way to go on like this, if Boss Tong is three long and two short, we won't be fine. You see, the demon dragon has been shuttling through the clouds to avoid lightning, and must think of a way to get it down. Ye Shan also persuaded.

The dark clouds were very low, and it seemed to be only about a hundred meters away from the ground, and this distance was still fast enough for a small stone to hit the demon dragon. But that guy has a thousand-year experience, and it's not something that ordinary things can shoot down.

"Stop arguing, I'll try!" Wushuang covered the hurricane, squinted his eyes and glanced at the demon dragon in the dark clouds above his head, there was indeed a chance, but he needed to gamble.

Whew...... The razor-sharp Ancient Blade flipped in his hand.

"Boss Tong, please drive this guy out and show me his head!" Wushuang shouted at Tong Sixi.

Tong Sixi didn't reply to him, he had to concentrate on chanting the mantra at this time, but he still understood the young master's order. The incantation in his mouth moved more often. In the dark clouds in the sky, the lightning became more and more dense, and the loud clatter buzzed in everyone's ears.

Sure enough, in order to avoid the thunder, the demon dragon finally slowly fell from the dark clouds again. Now is the time!

Wushuang saw the opportunity, and as soon as the guy fell from the dark clouds to reveal his big head with long feet, Wushuang suddenly threw out the cold snow blade.

The Snow Blade turned into a streak of silver, like a sky in midair, and went straight into the guy's head.

"Whew...... Whoa...... I heard the demon dragon scream, and then smashed down the ancient temple with his head straight down.

"Run!" That guy's body is too big, and he has to weigh ten tons, if he really smashes it down, it will be this ancient temple, even if he doesn't hit people, just the huge shock that falls down will shake them to death.

Ma Chengfeng dragged Xiao Man and Na Xiu to turn around and run back. But it's hard for Tong Sixi, he is the oldest here, although he has a bit of kung fu, but after all, he is old and frail, and he is definitely not as good as a young man. He seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and simply continued to sit on the ground and recite the mantra, motionless.

"Boss Tong! Come on! Wushuang shouted.

"It's okay, it's okay, the corpse dragon is just a tangible substance conjured up by King Mu's primordial god, as long as it is not hurt by its evil qi." Before the words fell, the demon dragon's huge body smashed down. But unexpectedly, it was really a tangible substance, and it fell head-down along the gap in the roof of the ancient temple that he had broken, and then the dead silence in the ancient temple was restored again.

"Done?" Ma Chengfeng looked into the ancient temple, but there was no movement inside, and the dust and sand kicked up by the hurricane fell again.

Everyone sprinkled the ashes on their bodies, and their faces were terrified. At that moment just now, they seemed to have forgotten each other's identities for the time being, if it weren't for Tong Sixi's preparations, I was afraid that they would really have to explain here.

"Master, do you remember, two million?" Tong Sixi wiped his sweat, this shrewd businessman would not make a loss-making deal. He won't pay for this thunder talisman.

"I said Boss Tong, your big business is still short of this money?" Wushuang is a little stingy.

"Huh...... It's not that Tong someone is stingy, there is only one in the world of this thunder talisman, and I can't find a second one, so it is not a loss for you to pay! Tong Sixi smiled.

"Okay, it's all small money, it doesn't matter. But are you sure it's safe now? Musou leaped high and withdrew the Blood-Chilling Blade that had fallen from mid-air.

"I can't guarantee this, King Mu has already inhaled dragon qi for thousands of years in Tai Chi Yun, I'm afraid there is not only a corpse dragon body."

Tong Sixi also said that the living must look at the time to break into Tai Chi Yun, the feng shui of Tai Chi Yun is extremely fragile, and he is most afraid of the yang energy of the living.

"Then after a few hours, will the Eye of Amira be exhausted? Useless? ”

"No, once Long Yun is broken by the yang energy of the living, but the yin and yang will be completely reversed, and we won't be able to get out!"

"Dead? We're all going to die down there? Isn't there a helicopter up there? Wushuang asked him in surprise.

Tong Sixi said that it is not what you understand, there is indeed endless dragon qi in Tai Chi Yun, and the dragon qi comes from Long Yun, this Long Yun is only suitable for the use of Yin House, and the living people break in, and the yang qi infiltrates into Tai Chi Yun will destroy the balance of dragon qi in the leylines. What is born in Long Yun is not dragon qi, that kind of gas will make the living lose their minds and souls.

"How much time do we have?" Wushuang asked again.

"Half an hour at most, and after half an hour, we must leave whether we succeed or not! Only one chance! Tong Sixi said slowly.

Wushuang unscrewed the lid of the wine bottle, poured a big sip of it, and then threw it to Ma Chengfeng. "Cheng Feng, no matter whether we were friends or foes before, how many misunderstandings there were, at least now we are grasshoppers tied to a rope, you also heard what Boss Tong said, you have to help me!"

"Humph! Do you still need my help with such a big ability? No kidding. Ma Chengfeng said coldly.

Although he said this, he knew in his heart that only by surviving could he have a chance to make a comeback, and it seemed that he had to turn enemies into friends with him for the time being!

There must be other uncertain dangers in King Mu's mausoleum. When they entered, they saw corpses strewn all over the ground, all of which were head-to-head at the last moments of their lives, suggesting that there were other dangers in the tomb that forced them to escape. And before hundreds of craftsmen could escape, they were already killed by that thing in an instant.

Ma Chengfeng tightened the bandages on Xiao Man's shoulders, looked at Na Xi again, and then nodded at them.

"Let's go! Only once! ”

Squeak...... After a thousand years, the ancient Mu Wang Palace finally ushered in the first wave of "visitors". The dead corner of the ancient temple is the coiling dragon pillar, and in the middle is a three-legged golden tripod, which is filled with inky black viscous liquid, and you can smell the foul smell as soon as you enter. It should be the blood of some kind of creature!

"It's a living sacrifice!" Tong Sixi sniffed and said.

King Mu's huge golden coffin is behind the three-legged tripod, there is a coffin bed under the coffin, and the coffin is divided into two layers: the outer coffin and the inner coffin. There was a coiled dragon carved on the outer coffin, and that dragon was the corpse dragon they had just encountered.

It was so exquisitely carved that it was almost vivid, especially the eyes, which glared at the intruders viciously, as if they were going to be eaten alive.

"Master, look, there is a hole in the head of this black dragon, which should be left by your cold snow blade." Tong Sixi pointed and said.

"Holy, so wicked?" The boss with his mouth open looking from behind.

There was not much time left, and Wushuang didn't want to focus on how luxurious King Mu's coffin was, so he asked Tong Sixi if we want to open the museum according to the rules of Captain Jin.

(End of chapter)