The last few people walked around to the last mural and looked at the mural in front of them, and Shirley Yang wondered: "This city is not a superb ancient city... It's not like the style of the Elite Country, what kind of place is this.

Lao Hu looked at the mural and listened to Shirley Yang's words, and replied: "This style is like the style of the Tibetan Demon Kingdom I just told you."

This mural depicts a view of the lake from the heavenly figure of the king for divination.

Shirley Yang pointed to the three guiding boys: "The most important thing is here, you see, although these three guiding boys can't see their faces clearly, they all have an eyeball mark on their backs."

Does it mean that the king has foreseen our arrival in advance? The

fat man said disdainfully: "That Wang Lao'er must have miscalculated, we are obviously four people, is there one of us who is not a person?"

Lao Hu shook his head: "Didn't you look carefully, although there are four of us, only three of us have eyeball patterns on our bodies, which shows that the dedication to the king is accurate." The

fat man was puzzled: "What is Xiaoyu, is it a gift?"

Shirley Yang asked worriedly: "Maybe the three of us will stay here, only Xiao Yu can escape, with Xiao Yu's skills, if he wants to leave, there is really nothing here to trap him."

Lao Hu saw that everyone was getting more and more nervous, and hurriedly snorted: "Now no matter what Wang Lao'er thinks, let's find his coffin first, and it's the right thing to get the dust beads out." A

few people turned around and found no coffin in the tomb at all, only a Dan furnace in the corner, and when I opened it, I saw that it was full of purple and white soil, which was probably caused by the corruption of the pill.

The fat man was already a little anxious at this time, and when he saw that there was no coffin, he kicked over the Dan furnace, and the purple and white soil knocked over the ground.

Yu Qi'an immediately felt that this Tai Sui seemed to have received some kind of signal, and began to accelerate his recovery, it seems that there is no dirt in it at all, it should be a kind of medicine.

Yu Qi'an felt a breath similar to Tai Sui from above, and there was a strong smell of blood, this purple and white soil should be made of Tai Sui's flesh plus human blood or the whole person boiled together, once Tai Sui felt this thing, it would transform into a corpse cave.

As for how the king knows the method of cultivating the corpse cave, it is because this kind of corpse cave is only translated from a foreign name, and this thing should be a kind of evil spirit and something like that in ancient times, although it was rare in ancient times, it was not nothing.

Shirley Yang and Lao Hu were still discussing the correspondence of candles with people, but Shirley Yang still didn't understand: "The third body, plus the shadow bone, plus the wife of the king, plus the king is six, if Xiao Yu can go out and not act as a guide to the boy, then there should be no candle in the tomb of the king, so what does this tenth candle represent?" The

fat man smiled on the side: "Maybe the three of us are more noble, and the king of Xian thinks that we let us be the guide boy, and Xiaoyu's identity is not enough, although he also died in the tomb, but he can't be the guide boy, so he prepared a candle."

You see, we all have this eye pattern, this is a symbol of status..."

Yu Qi'an is studying the two ancient swords in the tomb of the king, I have to say that this king Lao'er does have two good things, although this sword has gone through two thousand years, it is still as clean as new, and even very sharp.

Lao Hu glared at him: "If you can't speak, don't talk nonsense, there must be something we ignore here, let's look carefully, it's really not good, let's chisel the wall against the position of the shadow bone, and finally the king will definitely put the coffin on the shadow bone."

Several people surrounded the tomb and searched carefully, and Shirley Yang inadvertently shone the flashlight at the wall: "God, old Hu, look, the mural on this wall has disappeared." The

fat man also touched the wall: "Hey, this wall is melted, and how is this ground like cream?"

Lao Hu also walked to the wall and touched it, and the mural behind a layer of yellow paste was still only covered by this paste.

A few people immediately observed the surroundings, and the fat man hurriedly helped up the Dan furnace and a few people stood on the Dan furnace, and now the entire tomb is melting, and everyone is watching nervously.

The fat man suddenly pointed to the middle of the burial chamber: "Is there a humanoid thing floating there?"

Lao Hu immediately looked over and shouted: "That may be the coffin of the king, we have to find a way to pull him over."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that no one responded to him, and when he turned around, he saw that the fat man and Shirley Yang had been pulled into the wall by countless palms.

Yu Qi'an pulled out the ancient sword and slashed at these hands, cutting off his palms like chopping melons and vegetables.

The severed palms immediately lost their support and fell off the ground, where they were pulled into the wall by the newly grown palms.

As soon as Shirley Yang and the fat man took two breaths, their new palms stretched out again, and several of them had to jump to the middle to hide. The humanoid coffin also fell underneath.

Lao Hu is more critical situation, the calmer he became, and after seeing the changes here, he immediately judged: "This is not a tomb at all, but a fierce Tai Sui fed by the body and corpse of a 10,000-year-old meat mushroom."

We can't stay here for long, or we'll form a cavern that will devour everything it sees.

And that coffin should be dedicated to the king, we must take things out as soon as possible, and then retreat. Saying

that, Lao Hu was going to fix the rope and go down to find the body of the king. Shirley Yang hurriedly grabbed him: "Lao Hu, don't be impulsive, this corpse cave effect is constantly expanding, we must hurry up."

Don't let that dust bead don't matter, you can't lose your life because I have caused you to suffer.

Lao Hu observed the surroundings and said seriously: "Now I can go naturally, but I can't regret my intestines after I go back, don't worry, give me three minutes... In two and a half minutes, I will be able to find the dust beads, and the fat man will give me the tools to open the coffin. The

fat man handed over the tool, and Yu Qi'an snatched it over: "Lyrical go out and lyrically, you withdraw first, and the rest will be handed over to me!" If I want to leave, no one will leave me, and you are a burden to me here.

Although a few people were embarrassed when they heard it, they had to admit that Yu Qi'an was right, and the fat man immediately said: "Hey, Yu Ye, you are good, whether this trip is successful or not, you are my own brother."

Lao Hu, withdraw quickly, let's not delay Brother Yu to do business.

Lao Hu said movingly: "Xiao Yu, thank you..."

Yu Qian waved his hand: "With your lyrical skills, I have come up, and I will act in the TV series!" Come on! The

three of them quickly retreated outward, and Yu Qi'an jumped directly into the corpse cave below, what kind of jade top and gold coffin is this coffin dedicated to Wang Lao'er, it is the coffin of gold, and the coffin is covered with jade.

Because he wanted to ascend to heaven, the coffin was not sealed at all, Yu Qi'an opened it directly, and the face of the king had already grown together with the dust bead, but this seemed to be the result of the yin qi overflowing from the imaginary space in the dust bead and the chaotic corpse qi of Tai Sui.

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