Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the Fairyland]: Cong Ye, weren't you stunned?"

Chang'e followed Cong Ye's perspective and walked so many identical paths that her eyes started to spin.

Cong also smiled: "It's okay."

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the Fairyland]: Sometimes you have to admire human creativity."

Even a god like her is beyond her reach.

Cong also nodded, agreeing with Chang'e's words.

Immortals are as powerful as gods, and humans are also as powerful as humans.

"[Sun Moon God Sect Dongfang Bubai]: What are you looking for?"

"key."

Cong also walked along and saw no living creatures except snakes.

At this moment, a crisp sound came from Cong Ye's feet.

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the fairy world]: Oh oh~"

"[Tianzun Mother angrily points at ten male models]: Oh oh~"

"[Sun Moon God Sect Dongfang Bubai]: You stepped on a trap."

The next second, countless finger-length iron thorns shot through the air in the direction of Cong Ye.

The dense and overwhelming iron thorns blocked all the directions around Cong Ye that he could avoid.

Thunder light twined around Cong Ye's fingertips, and there was a harsh electric sound like birdsong.

Silver light and purple light complement each other.

Countless iron thorns were smashed into ashes by the thunder net in the air.

Cong Ye looked at his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, force is what crushes everything."

No need to hide, just do it if you don't accept it.

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the Fairyland]: Although my brother, your Five Thunder Techniques are very weak, your posture is very handsome. Wuwuwu... Sister Chang'e is very excited!"

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the fairy world] will give you a mysterious gift in the live broadcast room."

"[Tianzun Mother angrily points at ten male models]: Baby Cong Ye will be cool when he grows up! Mother is very fond of love in her heart!"

"[Tianzun Mother is angry at ten male models] and will reward you with a mysterious gift in the live broadcast room."

Cong Ye: "..."

It feels like everyone’s style of painting has changed.

And he always felt that this mysterious gift would not be something normal, so he would not open it for the time being.

Cong also continued to walk forward.

Suddenly there was nothing underfoot.

"[Chang'e, the number one DJ in the fairy world]: Oh! You fell into the trap again!"

Cong Ye landed lightly on his feet smoothly, patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and justified himself: "Is there a possibility that I guessed that there is a mechanism here?"

The stone walls above our heads closed.

Cong also looked around.

There is no doubt that he has arrived at the real tomb deep in Siguniang Mountain.

The stone wall with three-dimensional animal patterns carved under the feet is uneven.

He was in a spacious rectangular tomb passage.

The thick dust on the stone sculptures shows the passage of time here.

"[Tianzun Old Mother angrily points at ten male models]: Congratulations on entering a brand new map."

The tomb passage is almost three meters wide, and stone carvings can be seen everywhere, which obscures the existence of the mechanism.

Cong also rubbed his nose, feeling very uncomfortable with the air inside.

Too stale.

"[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the Fairyland]: Reminder, there is another cutie coming ahead."

Cong also moved his ears.

A strange sound reached his ears.

It was no longer the sound of a snake crawling, but like the crawling sound of some hard crustacean insect.

Judging from this movement, the number is staggering.

Cong walked forward unhurriedly.

Black insect waves like dark clouds came from all directions.

They are so densely packed that there are probably tens of thousands of them.

"[Tianzun Mother angrily points at ten male models]: This thing is so disgusting!"

"[Chang'e, the number one DJ in the fairy world]: Brother Cong Ye, burn them all quickly!"

Although Cong Ye had never encountered this kind of creature in the tomb, he heard Zhang Qishan tell him that this kind of insect should be a corpse.

The carcass is a scavenging social animal.

Usually feed on corpses.

Commonly found in tombs.

Although he likes to eat corpses, he also eats raw meat.

If a living person fell into such a large swarm of corpse bugs before us, all that would be left behind would be a pair of bones.

Cong also asked about the fishy smell among the corpses.

This bloody smell is very fresh.

Someone was killed.

Cong Ye's face darkened.

Corpses crowded around Cong Ye.

The zombies at the front wanted to climb up to Cong Ye's ankles, but an inexplicable suppression prevented them from moving forward.

The corpses behind him kept rushing forward, but they didn't dare to step forward like the corpses at the front.

Anxiety spread among the corpses.

Stab it!

The burning smell suddenly spread among the corpses.

In an instant, green flames swept through the corpses like a strong wind.

The huge corpses twisted and deformed in the green flames, and finally turned into ashes.

The entire tomb passage was surrounded by green flames.

It was like hell for a while.

Cong was also among them, green flames jumping in his palms.

He tightened his palms and the flames were extinguished.

The surrounding green flames also went out.

Ghost fire is the flame that comes with the soul.

As long as there is a soul, there will be this flame.

But if you want to use this flame, you must have a certain level of cultivation.

Cong Ye also relied on grabbing red envelopes in the group, and accidentally inspired the ghost fire in his soul, so that he could make the ghost fire manifest and practice.

The stronger the soul power, the more powerful the flame will be.

To be able to raise corpses to such a scale, either the tomb is incredibly large and the number of rotting corpses is countless; or the robbers who went to Siguniang Mountain to excavate all died here, providing nourishment for these corpses.

Cong also quickened his pace.

He walked to a stone wall ten meters away.

The animal sculptures on the stone walls are vivid.

He pressed the eyes of the beast eagle.

A narrow tomb opened before his eyes.

Cong also heard the heavy breathing and the smell of blood.

He immediately walked in.

The light of the flashlight fell on Cong Ye's face.

Cong Ye looked at Zhang Qishan's eyes.

The moment he saw Cong Ye, Zhang Qishan's hand relaxed and the flashlight rolled down beside his legs.

He sat leaning against the wall, holding his right arm tightly with one hand, and the clothes on his right arm were soaked with blood.

Without thinking too much, Cong immediately stepped forward to take off his backpack, took out a bandage, and began to treat Zhang Qishan's wounds.

During the whole process, neither he nor Zhang Qishan said a word.

The wound on Zhang Qishan's arm looked like it was scratched by a knife.

Cong Ye lowered his head and bandaged him, "How did you get hurt?"

Zhang Qishan's lips turned white: "Half of his body was penetrated by the corpse, so he simply cut off the flesh."

If the corpse enters the body, death is certain.

The situation was critical at that time, and Zhang Qishan had no other choice.

Cong also raised his eyebrows. It had to be said that Zhang Qishan was quite ruthless.

Even though Cong was gentle enough, the wound was still so painful that cold sweat dripped from Zhang Qishan's forehead.

"Where's the guy following you?"

Cong also remembered the annoying guy who kept firing at Zhang Qiling from behind Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan was silent for a few seconds, "He was bitten to death by the corpse."