I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 317
In the second tomb, on the stone wall on one side, a hole with a diameter of about [-] centimeters appeared in Chen Hai's sight.

This hole is somewhat irregular in shape.

The traces of digging in the cave look very new, not like they have experienced the baptism of time.

Perhaps, this robbery hole was dug into this tomb, which is what happened in this year and a half.

"This hole should lead to the Blackstone Reservoir."

"Perhaps, this robbery hole was created by the group of people who deceived Dong Dahai and almost ruined his entire family."

"The real antiques in their hands are very likely brought out from here!"

"Whether it's the green girl back then, or the monster under the water, maybe it's one of those people who was transformed after being corroded by the evil spirit."

After checking this hole, Chen Hai said to himself.

Although, his current guess is only [-]% sure at most.

But at this moment, he was obviously not interested, so he got into the hole to make sure whether this robbery hole could really lead to the reservoir!

After leaving here, it took another ten or twenty minutes before he finally appeared in the main tomb.

The height of this main tomb is nearly five meters.

Six pillars with a diameter of nearly half a meter stood in the tomb, supporting the place extremely firmly.

According to Chen Hai's estimate, a general small earthquake would hardly affect the tomb and cause it to collapse.

I don't know what material these wooden pillars are made of!

After such a long time, there is no sign of decay.

A layer of gold powder was applied on the wooden pillars, making these pillars look like they were made of gold at first glance.

When he first saw these wooden pillars, Chen Hai was shocked.

Until he came to a pillar and tapped it with his finger.

After confirming from the sound that these pillars were not really gold, but just wooden pillars, he calmed down a bit.

On this pillar, there is also a dragon-shaped pattern engraved, which is connected with the paintings on the surrounding stone walls, like a whole, and it looks so harmonious.

"Kneel down, surrender to me, and I will give you eternal life..."

Just when Chen Hai wanted to take a closer look around the main tomb, a majestic and solemn voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Surprised, he glanced in the direction of the drinking sound.

At the head of the main tomb, under a dragon-shaped sculpture and on a golden chair with a dragon head, one sitting, who didn't know if it could be called a human existence, slowly opened his eyes.

On his body, he was wearing a golden-haired robe made of jade pieces and gold threads.

This golden robe covered most of his body.

Whether it is the head or the limbs, they are basically uncovered and exposed to the air.

I don't know how long this thing has been in this tomb.

His bones may not have rotted yet, but his flesh and blood have already dried up, covering his bones like a layer of old bark.

Fortunately, Chen Hai came all the way, and on the way into the main tomb, he had already seen many monsters like this.

Otherwise, suddenly saw a layer of skin covered with bones, and could still speak, making himself kneel down and submit to him.

Maybe, Chen Hai would really be taken aback.

"This is..." Turning away from the monster's face, when his eyes fell on the monster's hands, he finally couldn't keep calm anymore.

With the help of divination, Chen Hai had seen the murderous knife several times, and at this moment, it finally appeared in front of his eyes.

The knife, with the tip on the ground and the handle, was held by the monster.

The blade is about three feet long.

At first glance, this knife seemed ordinary, but when Chen Hai took a closer look, he could see that there seemed to be endless blood flowing on the blade.

"The most murderous knife in ancient times, Hongming?"

"It came out of the same furnace as the Xuanyuan Sword. The former is the emperor's sword, a symbol of humanity, while the Hongming Sword is called the most fierce blade..."

His eyes fell on the blade of this knife, and Chen Hai felt that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Originally, he didn't know this knife, and he had never heard of the name Hongming knife.

However, when he saw the knife, he seemed to have a little bit more understanding of the origin of the knife.

What's more, in his heart, he suddenly had the strange idea of ​​wanting to sacrifice his own flesh and blood to nourish Hongming Dao.

But with just a shock, he was already awake.

"This knife is so evil!" He bit his tongue hard to make himself more awake.

"I, rule the world, sit on the four seas, kneel, those who submit, live, those who don't kneel, die..."

The monster sitting on the chair with the dragon's head spoke more fiercely than before.

Holding the Hongming Saber in one hand, while speaking, he has slowly stood up.

Perhaps, it was because he sat here and hadn't moved for hundreds of thousands of years.

When he stood up, his whole body was creaking non-stop, as if he was about to fall apart.

"I surrender to your mother. I'm just a skeleton. At best, I'm a slave!"

"One mouthful and one zhen, and still rule the world, sitting on the four seas?"

"There is no other sea, I can only give you a sea of ​​fire, come on, follow it!"

With a sneer, Chen Hai waved his hand, and the flames shot up into the sky, and the heat wave rolled, and the monster holding the Hongming knife, which was more than ten meters away, was instantly involved.

"Bold, dare to insult me, I will destroy your nine clans..." The monster was completely enraged.

The coercion of the emperor cannot be tarnished. Although he has become a monster, in his consciousness, he is still the emperor.

Holding the Hongming Saber, he chopped off the emperor's corpse with one blow.

The sky was full of blood, soaring up, it even temporarily suppressed the flame, and rolled towards Chen Hai.

"Little Five Lightning Technique, destroy evil!"

"True talisman, dirty!"

Chen Hai naturally did not dare to try the consequences of being exposed to blood.

It was the Little Five Thunder Technique, and the filthy talisman again. He almost used all means to suppress the billowing blood that Hong Ming Dao had cut out just now, and suppressed it back again.

As for the corpse talisman, can it be used on the emperor's corpse to directly dissolve him?
Chen Hai didn't know, and he didn't have a chance to try.

After all, he had too much scruples about Hong Ming, the number one murderous knife in ancient times, and he didn't dare to get too close!
At this moment, he was fighting with the emperor's corpse, and there was always a distance of more than 20 meters between the two.

On one side, flames billowed, on the other hand, the sky was filled with blood...

Between the two, it seems that blood light is better.

In Chen Hai's flames, there are occasional thunderbolts mixed in, and the white glow after the filthy talisman is activated can barely sustain it, so that it will not collapse for thousands of miles.

"Hongming, as the most murderous knife in ancient times, you are buried in this dark underground tomb with a skeleton, are you willing?"

"Back then, Xuanyuan Sword had been suppressing you to death, and your master, the Yellow Emperor, didn't want to see you, and treated you like a chicken rib."

"Chen is not talented, he has practiced Taoism for a year or two, and now he has stepped into the realm of controlling things and can control flames!"

"Following me is not insulting you. If there is a chance, it is not impossible for you to cut Xuanyuan sword under the knife!"

……

Because it is difficult to draw the Taoist real talisman, Chen Hai has not survived many such filthy talismans.

Under the sweeping of endless blood, all the filthy talismans in his hand were quickly used up.

The corpse of the emperor on the opposite side, holding a roaring knife, just slashed and slashed.

But every time he landed a knife, there was a billow of blood, sweeping over.

Without the filthy talisman, only relying on the power of flames and the little five thunders, Chen Hai resisted the erosion of blood light, and his whole body was exhausted to the extreme.

Thinking of Hong Ming Dao, there should be an independent consciousness.

He rolled his eyes and started to draw big cakes, trying to communicate with him.

(End of this chapter)