Tomb robber: No more pretending, I am Faqiu Tianguan

Sure enough, as expected, things turned out to be troublesome.

The headless body of the blood corpse swayed, and when he saw that he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, the blood-colored hair wrapped around his remnant body underwent some kind of abnormality.

Countless strands of hair seemed to be hungry wolves that smelled blood, released the body of the blood corpse, and waved manically in the air.

The next moment, countless strands of hair began to snake dance, and the top pierced into the skin of the blood corpse.

In the blink of an eye, all the hair strands on the body surface seeped into the body of the blood corpse, gaining the sovereignty of the corpse!

“Trouble… These things seem to have a lot of wisdom, knowing that my blood is heavenly against them, and actually use the remains of the blood corpse as armor to defend against blood…”

Jiang Nan’s brows frowned slightly, the opponent was a monster that he had never seen before, which was not terrible.

The scary thing is that this monster also has intelligence!

Nothing is more troublesome than intelligent beings.

“Roar ~~~!!”

It is clear that the head has been cut off, and the “corpse” without a mouth actually emits a heaven-shaking roar.

“… Is it a day of punishment? Is it you?”

The corners of Jiangnan’s mouth twitched slightly, this feeling… Is it the day of the execution?

There was no time to think about these and some of them, and the headless “blood corpse” had already rushed over.

Retreat with your right foot, turn around, and dodge a ferocious blow.

The left hand was pointed into a palm, and the profound force technique of Bajiquan began to vibrate, and the terrifying force poured into the retracting knife.

Poof!

Jiang Nan’s left hand stabbed into the bloody corpse, and at the same time, his left hand clenched his fist fiercely, squeezed the wound in the palm of his hand, and tore the wound again, and a large amount of fresh blood was spilled into it.

Suddenly, countless black smoke evaporated from the neck break of the headless blood corpse.

The mournful howl sounded again.

While the headless blood corpse was frozen in place, the black knife in Jiang Nan’s right hand swung it repeatedly, and cleanly unloaded the headless blood corpse’s limbs.

Bang!

After doing all this, Jiang Nan twisted his body, raised his right foot high, and kicked the bloody corpse that had been cut into a stick to the side.

“Lean!”

Above the stick, watching Jiang Nan’s great power, he saw the little flower in a daze and quickly dodged away.

I really don’t know if this is intentional by Jiangnan…

However, Jiang Nan couldn’t take care of Xiaohua at this time.

Blood corpses are not a threat, and the countless bloodshots contained in the blood pool are the biggest threat.

It seems that the blood here has remained in the freshest state for decades, and eighty percent is inseparable from the mutated blood-colored hair in the pool.

If you don’t get those things, even if you chop the blood corpse into mud, it’s useless.

Sure enough, with Jiangnan’s actions, the blood pool exploded in an instant like boiling water!

Not an adjective, but really fried!

Large blood flowers splattered out, and in the pool, countless intertwined hairs rose from the bottom of the pool.

At this moment, even those black hairs under the suppression of Jiangnan’s breath were about to move.

Seeing this, a trace of flesh pain flashed in Jiang Nan’s eyes.

Be reasonable, who to let come, there is nothing good about this kind of ghost thing.

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It seems that the most effective fire can’t play a big role, can’t really go to the theater next door to invite Ninth Uncle over and use magical Dao techniques to kill these things, right?

Isn’t that?

But the problem is that this thing is straddling the cave, and there is no possibility of bypassing it.

However, Jiangnan is not without help.

Poof….

The corner of Jiang Nan’s mouth twitched and he used the black gold treasure knife to cut his palm again…

Made, remember the last time you bleed so frequently, it seems to have been more than twenty years ago, right?

Jiang Nan sighed, and pulled off the short sleeve that was already tattered, and the upper part of the red fruit itself, the dragon and phoenix bloodline tattoo flashed faintly in the dim cave.

The large amount of blood was squeezed out of the wound by Jiang Nan and thrown into the pool of blood.

Jiangnan’s precious blood, as always, is the biggest natural enemy of these ghost things!

Shh

Roar ~~~

For a time, the sound of strong acid corrosion and strange screams sounded into one.

In the pool of blood, the mist evaporated, and countless blood-colored hair strands struggled as painfully as if they had drunk dichlorvos.

An eerie dark color spread from the bottom of the pool.

In a short time, the small pool of blood had completely decayed, turning into a rotten black, and there was a foul smell.

The blood-colored hair has also decayed into black carbon-like substances at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely losing its vitality.

For a time, the relatively confined space was filled with the corpse smell that only rotting corpses have.

This is what blood that has been left for decades should taste.

On the walls of the cave, those densely packed blood-colored passages were also instantly blackened.

“So, I hate this weird, unsolved ghost stuff by ordinary physical means.” ”

Seeing that the wind and rain had stopped and everything was calm, Jiang Nan picked up his tattered short sleeves, wiped the blood on his hands, and sighed.

Does Jiangnan have a special hobby, such a thing as self-harm… Who likes to do it?

Or… Another day, go inside the bronze door again, get some ancient bronze from the guys inside, and create a knife.

Presumably, ancient bronze can also cause fatal damage to this kind of ghost thing, right?

Jiang Nan looked at the black gold treasure knife in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

Although the black gold treasure knife is precious, extremely sharp, cutting gold and jade, but what is ineffective against physical means is blinded.

You can’t always paint your own blood every time, can you?

The more Jiang Nan thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was very reliable.

Anyway, those guys inside have decided to go to the ruins on their own, burying all the magical powers that do not belong to nature…

Big deal, disassemble that bronze door and partially make weapons?

“… Second uncle, discuss, or … I’ll pay ten million for a hundred cc of your blood?”

At this time, Xiaohua, who was dumbfounded, came back to her senses, looked at the pitch-black pool that exuded a strong rancid smell, and looked at Jiangnan, and couldn’t help but suggest.

This peculiar blood is simply priceless, right?

Critical moments can be used to save lives!

ps: Weakly ask, can the big guys accept a change in three or five days… Well, don’t say it, let’s like the manuscript first.