Each has its own picture

The four stone walls around the burial chamber, one of which was exactly where Fang had just entered, and the other three were all painted with all kinds of obscure and strange pictures.

In each of these paintings, there is a thick vermilion line running through it, either from left to right, or from top to bottom, or only a trace of progress, or a thread through...... In short, each thick line travels in a very different direction and path.

Among the three, Jiang and Wei only wanted this superb medicine - the corpse scorpion, and naturally they had no interest in paying attention to those ancient pictures that are still very brightly colored.

Moreover, there are pictures on the walls of such a large number of paintings, and with the fluorescence in their hands, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to illuminate all these paintings.

There is a pair of night vision eyes in front of the direction, so if you look at it carefully, although you don't understand its meaning, it is not a moment, and you have taken in these strange pictures. My good man, if I can get these pictures outside, I don't know if they are worth anything?

Under this painting wall, the humanoid coffin that has been rubbed one after another is very eye-catching, and a rough count is afraid that there are no less than 100 mouths. Are these all the funeral companions of the year? Obediently, this is too bloody and violent!

Fortunately, the living don't have to worry about the dead! It's just that what about those tens of thousands of corpse scorpions? After coming in for such a short time, they didn't even touch half of them!

The three of them checked separately, and Lao Wei reached out to get the lid of the humanoid coffin, and exclaimed, "Stop!"

Before the words fell, the Cloud Devouring Sword in his hand "buzzed", and it had already vibrated and hissed on its own.

Not good, Jiang Chuanhui and Lao Wei hurriedly approached the front in the direction to seek shelter.

The white shadow flashed, and a white shadow suddenly galloped towards the three of them, and without waiting for the direction to beckon, the cloud-swallowing sword came out of his palm, and the sword body grew violently, slashing towards the white shadow.

"Bang!" the sword and shadow intersected, and it was clear that the sword had already slashed at the white shadow, but it did not hurt its body at all, only let out a low muffled sound. If you look carefully in the direction, the so-called white shadow turned out to be a mummy covered in a shroud!

Seeing that the mummy missed the blow, the scimitar in his hand 7 (2) cormorant attacks had disappeared without a trace.

The direction was in front of him, and he hurriedly released the fist Arhat personal guard. Grandma's, isn't this mummy, who is not afraid of the demon sword and clown-like still invisible!

The flying sword hummed and returned to its forepaw, and before it could shrink further, it sped out again with a hum.

Is this fang coming again?

Sure enough, the white shadow flashed, and it had already appeared on the other side of the three.

The flying sword rushed straight away like lightning. There was a "ding" sound, and the sparks splashed, but they had already violently intersected with the blade in the mummy's hand.

Before, I clearly saw that this guy was only holding a scimitar, how could it be replaced by a curved hook in the blink of an eye!

No! It's not that this fang has changed its blade at all, the real explanation is that there should be at least two mummies here!

Once you figure out this section, every cell in your body immediately enters a state of combat readiness, and your spiritual sense sweeps around, hoping to find the enemy's traces at the first opportunity.

Jiang and Wei didn't know what kind of danger they had reached, and they easily repelled the two attacks of the monster before seeing the direction, and glanced at each other, and they both felt that they had invited the direction to come with them this time, and they naturally made a lot of money.

After concentrating on guarding for a cigarette like this, seeing that there was no movement, Lao Wei asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiaofang, is this over?"

I didn't dare to be careless in front of the direction, but still kept scanning the audience, and said, "I see...... Not necessarily!shhhhhh

What's this weird?!

In an instant, I saw a large number of corpse scorpions, like flowing water, pouring out of the hundreds of humanoid coffins, and immediately gathered into one piece, gradually spreading towards the center where the three people were standing.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chuanhui asked in a low voice. With the light sticks in the hands of Jiang and Wei, they naturally couldn't see those corpse scorpions in the distance, but in their ears, they also heard movement, so they asked.

"Corpse scorpions, lots of corpse scorpions. "The direction is faint, and the spiritual sense is still tracking the two mummies everywhere. For the direction ahead, the real threat clearly comes from the latter.

When Jiang and Wei heard this, their faces showed joy. Jiang Chuanhui rubbed his fingers lightly, and the soft and boneless, but indestructible silk net was sacrificed again, but the hundreds of corpse scorpions that were originally wrapped in the net were gone, and obviously, they had been left in Buzhou Yu.

"Wait for me here, and I'll come when I go. Jiang Chuanhui put on a stab-proof glove on his right hand and whispered.

Hey, Xiang Qian sighed lightly in his heart, but he didn't say anything to stop it. As the old saying goes, it is really the fearless of the ignorant! In Jiang Chuanhui's eyes, the ** of this corpse scorpion has obviously overwhelmed the threat of the two mummies.

Jiang Chuanhui was cautious, and the glow stick stretched out far forward, and finally saw the corpse scorpion brigade, and then he stayed behind.

Far away, I saw the wire mesh in Jiang Chuanhui's hand shake and throw, followed by a collection, and then a wipe on the Buzhou jade, and then, this guy quickly retreated, and trotted all the way back.

"Yes, yes, the harvest doesn't seem to be young and old!Old Wei, do you want to try it too?" Jiang Chuanhui handed over the empty wire mesh and asked with concern.

Lao Wei had already put on gloves, of course he would not refuse, took the wire net, and walked out with a glow stick.

"Well, wait, I'll help you with the lighting. Jiang Chuanhui trotted forward with a glow stick in his hand and took another glow stick from Lao Wei's hand casually.

"Thank you, Xiao Jiang. Lao Wei said gratefully. Of course, he is not familiar with the operation of this network, and he can finally free up his hands at this time, and the chances of winning are a few points greater.

What about the two mummies?

Xiangqian was scanning around, but he heard a "ahhhhhhhh

Of course, this darkness is naturally only for ordinary people, for the direction ahead, hum.

"Ahh

"You ......"

Two abrupt sounds sounded almost simultaneously. The first sound was sent by Lao Wei, and the second sound was the direction that had just opened his mouth and was forcibly stopped.

The direction is really visible. Just when the glow stick fell and there was darkness next to the two of them, Jiang Chuanhui's right hand was gently raised, and a corpse scorpion was gently thrown out by him and landed on Lao Wei's neck accurately.

Of course, Lao Wei screamed in pain immediately, but he just wanted to ask a question before the direction, and he stopped immediately. After all, those two are originally from the same door, and they have any grievances with each other, so they don't have to wade into this troubled water.

Lao Wei was frightened and angry, turned his head and wanted to say something to Jiang Chuanhui, but he couldn't do it anymore, and he trembled and fell straight forward.

It's just that just before he was about to completely fall, Jiang Chuanhui came out with both hands, snatched the wire net quickly, and casually ripped off Lao Wei's piece of Buzhou jade that had just been filled with corpse scorpions.