Da Bong fights more people

Seeing his mood swings so violently, Xu Qi'an let out a "huh" and said with a smile:

"Is this result satisfactory?"

The mummy nodded slowly.

Xu Qi'an was also very satisfied, lightly tapped the surface of the fragment of the book, and summoned the peace knife.

Holding the knife in one hand, he took the mummy's hand with the other, and said, "The nails haven't been cut for thousands of years, aren't you afraid of nosebleeds when you pick your nostrils?"

The mummy's nails are pitch black, and unlike human nails, its nails are more like the claws of some large beast, hard and sharp, but not too long.

Xu Qi'an was holding the knife, dangling, the sparks of the chopping were flying everywhere, and he managed to chop off a piece.

If it's just refining magic tools, one fingernail is enough, but the materials on the mummy are rare, so Xu Qi'an deliberately didn't point out the quantity, just based on the principle of counting as much as you can get.

Cutting off five nails in a row, the mummy clenched its fist, a little uncomfortable with the "empty" fingers. Seeing Xu Qi'an took his other hand again, the face of the corpse suddenly changed:

"Don't go too far."

Xu Qi'an stopped in moderation, and then with the permission of the mummy, cut his neck with a horizontal knife, cut open the flesh, took about ten milliliters of thick greenish-black liquid, and sealed it in a small jade bottle.

So far, the materials needed for Wei Yuan's resurrection have been collected in two pieces.

Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, only felt that deep down in his heart, he was much more stable, and he was sincerely happy.

In the end, it is to use the temperature of the other party's corpse to raise corpse Gu.

Two streams of black smoke spewed out from the mummy's mouth, lingering and lingering in the air, it looked like a highly poisonous thing.

Xu Qi'an contracted his lower abdomen, inhaled, black smoke flowed into his nostrils.

In an instant, he looked like someone who was drunk, his pupils were dilated, and the black blood vessel network protruded from his cheeks, making him look hideous and terrifying.

This process lasted for 10 to [-] minutes before he completely digested the corpse gas, the black blood vessel network faded, and the pupils returned to focus.

He closed his eyes and experienced the changes of Qijue Gu, which symbolized the ability of Corpse Gu. It has undergone a qualitative change, and it has become the strongest Gu technique under Heavenly Gu.

The current him can perfectly control the three masters of the seventh rank and each system.

Relatively perfect refers to being able to restore more than 80.00% of their combat power and skills.

The mummy suddenly frowned and said, "What are you staring at me for?"

Xu Qi'an's expression was sincere: "Suddenly I feel that you are quite pretty."

"?"

The mummy looked at him expressionlessly.

Xu Qi'an smiled casually, stood up and bowed: "Farewell!"

He turned and left without missing a beat.

All the way out of the underground palace and through the stone gate, he held the torch, stopped by a certain wall, tapped the wall with his head, and cursed:

"It's so embarrassing.

"It's so embarrassing"

After a while, Xu Qi'an calmed down the goose bumps in his heart, and returned to the ground with ease.

The autumn rain was continuous and chilly, hitting his face, shoulders, and neck. He glanced and found that Gongsunxiu and others were still waiting outside the cave.

Or wear coir raincoats, or bamboo hats, or no rain gear at all.

Seeing Xu Qi'an come out, Gongsun Xiu felt relieved, bowed and cupped his fists:

"Thank you senior for saving your life."

The warriors beside her bowed and cupped their fists, saying in unison:

"Thank you senior for saving your life."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "It's a trivial matter."

After a pause, before Gongsunxiu and others spoke, he instructed:

"The ancient corpse in the tomb is ferocious. If you enter it if you are below the third rank, you will die. In the peak period, a third rank martial artist may not be his opponent. Starting today, the entrance of the cave is sealed and no one is allowed to enter.

"If the ancient corpse recovers from swallowing blood, Yongzhou will be turned into a purgatory. The Gongsun family will be responsible for this matter to the end."

The third-rank martial arts may not be its opponents. The pupils of the opponents dilated uncontrollably, their hearts beat faster, and they felt a strong fear.

Being able to go back to the world is purely because Hades got drunk

"Yes!"

Gongsunxiu clasped her fists, pursed her red lips, her beautiful face was full of seriousness: "The younger generation must guard this mountain in order to repay the elder for saving his life."

After a pause, she bravely asked, "I don't know who the senior is?"

This question is a little offensive, but it is reasonable to ask the identity of the benefactor after being greatly favored by the other party.

Xu Qi'an didn't answer, waved his hands, and walked straight down the mountain.

Just when Gongsunxiu and the others were disappointed, the Tsing Yi, who was gradually fading into the darkness, said loudly:

"In the eight hundred and autumn years since I became Taoist, I have never taken a human head with a flying sword."

"The Jade Emperor has not had a celestial talisman, and the black gold is in the world."

ps: There is a typo, please change it first.

Chapter 7 Scaring

In the eight hundred and autumn years since he became Taoist, the old Taoist Qinggu muttered to himself, the light of the torch shone on his old face, and excitement was brewing in his dull eyes.

"Eight hundred autumns in the year of Taoism, this expert is a figure 800 years ago, my God, isn't he older than Dafeng's national age?"

"Da, the gods and figures of the Great Zhou period?"

"Fairy, god!"

The warriors around were trembling with excitement. They already knew that there was a terrible ancient corpse sealed under the underground palace, that the collapse there was caused by a great war, and they also knew about the strange event that happened at Yangbai Lake at noon today.

All this, when Gongsunxiu and others came up, they had already told everyone.

Therefore, after hearing this poem, no one doubted the moisture of the man in Tsing Yi, and decided that he belonged to the kind of worldly expert who can only show his footprints.