Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Looking at the captured people, they all fell down.

The corpse turtle king was furious, threw Wencai away, raised his neck and let out a roar, and instantly, densely packed corpse turtles sprang out from the cracks in the wall and the ground.

Countless corpse turtles crawled towards the crowd again in groups.

In desperation, Han Feng remembered that Wencai ran out from the passage behind the main tomb just now, and immediately began to greet the villagers, "Everyone, go inside!"

Holding the mahogany sword in his hand, Uncle Jiu helped the villagers quickly open a safe passage while beheading the corpse turtle.

Han Feng snapped his fingers, and the innate fire on his fingertips burned again.

With a handsome flick of the finger, Xiantian Lihuo shot directly at the black corpse turtle like an arrow that leaves the string.

boom!
Lihuo is contaminated with extremely Yin Qi and burns quickly!
In an instant, a large number of corpse turtles were directly burned to death.

The pungent smell permeated the entire tomb!
The corpse turtle was burned with crackling noises!

People fled in panic to the space behind the tomb.

In this empty tomb, the corpse turtle made a sound like a child crying, filling the entire tomb.

Makes the scalp tingling!

Before the corpse turtle king attacked, Han Feng turned around and was about to retreat when he suddenly felt someone grab him from behind.

Looking back, I saw that Uncle Jiu was holding his clothes tightly, "Afeng, retreat first for the teacher, you stay behind!"

Han Feng: ...

"You are the master, you let me cut off the queen???"

Uncle Jiu pretended to be serious and said, "It is precisely because I am the master that I must be responsible for the safety of those villagers! There are so many people, what if they move around inside and trigger the mechanism!
Well, stop talking!Master withdraws first!You protect yourself! "

When the words fell to the ground, Uncle Nine had long since disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the back of Uncle Jiu disappearing into the tomb, Han Feng was dumbfounded.

At this moment, Han Feng felt a rustling sound behind him.

Turning around suddenly, I saw the corpse turtle king flying towards him with his teeth and claws, his body nearly two meters high, passing directly over Han Feng's head!

call!
Han Feng covered his chest and let out a long sigh: Fortunately, my reaction is quick!
It’s too thrilling!

The Corpse Turtle King flew into the air, unwillingly swung his lower body, ready to launch a second attack.

But Han Feng didn't intend to give it a chance this time.

Arms crossed, a flaming sword made of congenital Lihuo came out!

Fiercely stab at the corpse turtle king!

boom!
Suddenly, the corpse turtle king's body was directly pierced by the long sword, and the Xiantian Lihuo also took the opportunity to quickly burn up its body, as if it had been poured with oil, and the flames soaring into the sky made people afraid.

The Corpse Turtle King struggled desperately, rolling crazily on the ground, trying to put out the fire, but Xiantian Lihuo is not so easy to put out.

What's more, the evil spirit on it is still fueling the rise of the fire.

In a short while, the corpse turtle king was reduced to ashes.

None of the corpses around were spared.

All were reduced to ashes!
Han Feng clapped his hands and stepped back into the space behind.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu, who was hiding in the dark and watching Han Feng deal with the Corpse King, almost lost his eyes in shock.

"Stinky boy! There are two tricks!"

Now, Uncle Jiu feels that Han Feng is stealing his limelight more and more, and he is no longer willing to praise Han Feng in public.

But the concern for Han Feng is the same as always!

Otherwise, they wouldn't be hiding in the dark to observe.

Seeing Han Feng walking in, Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, raised his chest and looked up like a master, and asked knowingly, "Is it done?"

Han Feng didn't notice Uncle Jiu's careful thinking, and casually replied while patting his clothes, "Oh, it's done. Why is the Corpse Turtle King not the disciple's opponent at all, hehe!"

As soon as he finished speaking here, Uncle Jiu quickly lowered his face, "What are you showing off! It's just a corpse turtle king. Master was not as proud of you when he dealt with Grandpa Corpse Turtle back then!"

"Grandpa Corpse Turtle?"

And this level of corpse turtle?
Han Feng couldn't help but wonder.

Seeing that Han Feng was about to question himself again, Uncle Jiu hurriedly said, "Okay! It's normal that you haven't heard of Grandpa Corpse Turtle at your age."

Although everyone defeated the corpse turtle king, they trapped themselves deeper in the main tomb.

In this dark tomb, the mentality of the villagers gradually collapsed.

"Can you Taoist priests do it?"

"If we can't find an exit, are we really going to be trapped here!"

"Okay, stop arguing! We want to go out too!" Qiu Sheng shouted, "Do you think we want to be trapped in this shitty place! If it weren't for these shitty things in your village, we and Master are still at home now Enjoy your tea!"

"Would you come here if it wasn't for the money!"

Qiu Sheng didn't know what to say after saying a word!
As the saying goes, a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry!
Trapped in the tomb and encountered so many horrible things, it is understandable for the villagers to be unrestrained in their desperation.

Uncle Jiu stared at Qiu Sheng and motioned him to shut up!

"Don't even talk about it, the top priority is to find the spirit vein and the exit as soon as possible!"

If you don't find the spiritual vein, you won't be able to solve the situation where the well is bleeding black blood outside, and if you can't find the exit, everyone will be trapped underground!
The villagers didn't say anything more.

They are not fools, and there is no way to continue arguing like this.

At this time, there must be no further disturbances.

There can be no infighting!

"It's not good! Cripple Wang is gone!"

Among the villagers, someone suddenly shouted.

People hurriedly checked each other, and sure enough, the cripple Wang had disappeared.

"When did he disappear?" Uncle Jiu asked coldly.

Everyone shook their heads vigorously.

"It was so chaotic just now, everyone was running for their lives, who cares about watching Cripple Wang!"

"I remember when I was trapped by the vines on the wall, Wang Lizi was still there, and he was right next to me!"

A buck-tooth said while recalling, "He should have disappeared after entering here!"

"Damn it! Cripple Wang only wants to make a fortune. He must have found something by himself, so he sneaked in! He really wants money, not his life!"

"Leave him alone! Life and death are determined by wealth and honor! He pursues his wealth and honor, we just want to get out alive!"

"That's right! Leave him alone! He's the one who asked for death!"

"You can't implicate us all because of him alone!"

The villagers strongly resisted looking for Wang Zizi.

Looking at the reactions of the villagers, Han Feng thought to himself, seeing that this cripple Wang is usually a bad person, he is so unpopular.

At this moment, no one is willing to speak for him.

"The tomb passages in this tomb are intricate and complicated, and there are many traps. Getting lost is a trivial matter, and you are afraid of touching the traps!"

Uncle Jiu pondered, thinking about what to do next.

"Master! There is a door here!"

Han Feng walked around the stone walls on all sides of the space, and found a dusty stone door.

The color of the stone gate blends in with the surrounding walls, and there are a few vines hanging down from it, which is hard to spot if you don't look carefully.

When Uncle Jiu approached, the villagers immediately surrounded him.

Uncle Jiu nodded at Chongwen, "Go! Pull those vines off!"

Wencai grumbled reluctantly, "Why is it me again?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Otherwise, what else can you do?"

Wen Cai grabbed the vine and stretched out his hand to pull it hard, and one of the vines fell.

There were a few more distant ones, and Wencai jumped up and tore them off one by one.

Uncle Jiu flicked his sleeves, mobilized all his mana to gather in his palms, and then, his palms suddenly covered the stone gate!
"Bah!"

Uncle Jiu gaited in his footsteps, and with one effort, the veins on his face popped out.

The stone gate did not move at all.

Han Feng covered his mouth and snickered.

Uncle Jiu heard the small laughter in his ears, his face flushed from holding back, he could barely hold back, and looked at Han Feng with sharp eyes.

"Uh, this stone gate... is indestructible with graphite mixed inside, and it's about 5 meters thick..."

Uncle Jiu found a step down for himself.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Han Feng directly dismantled the stage.