Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 135: The Mountain Demon and the Corpse God’s Walking Division

Chen Yulou is on top of the coffin.

At this moment, he looked like a duckweed in the wind, rising and falling with the coffin lid.

However, it was as if roots had taken root under the feet, and there was no tendency to collapse at all.

His expression was extremely calm and there was no trace of panic.

"This……"

When the Partridge Sentinel, who was skimming the formation not far away, saw this scene, cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand holding the mirror umbrella.

Although with Chen Yulou's ability.

Dealing with the vicious corpse in the coffin should not be a big problem.

But the sound of the nine important towns breaking down one by one was like a bow string urging death, making people feel uneasy.

Bang!

at last.

The last important road was covered with cracks, like a cracked tea cup that shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

The locks flew open.

It landed on the ground paved with blue bricks and made a crisp sound.

Simultaneously.

A hand with a long purple tip, like a bone... also stretched out from the gap in the coffin lid.

"Zi Zhan?"

Partridge Whistle's pupils shrank slightly.

But as soon as the idea came up, he was immediately rejected.

Purple zombie refers to a person who has died not long ago, but the corpse is still dead and has a purple color all over. It is the lowest status among the walking corpses, even inferior to black zombies and white zombies.

This bronze coffin is so amazing.

Except for ancient mirrors and important towns.

At this moment, it experienced a violent vibration, and the heavy dust on the coffin dispersed, revealing green copper flowers underneath.

But if you look carefully, you will find that those are not patina, but corpse-suppressing runes engraved in it.

Such a heavy blockade.

You can figure it out with your toes, it's definitely not just a purple head.

"Could it be... Ba?"

Thinking of this possibility, Partridge Whistle's heart skipped a beat.

Black and white walking corpses, flying zombies and wandering corpses, copper-skinned iron bones, jade-armored golden bodies, and above them are the demon, jade, and immortal bones.

It is said that Ba is a demon god. Wherever it passes, the red ground will be thousands of miles away. When it dies, it becomes Ba. It can drive divine objects. Foxes can avoid thunder disasters. Wherever they are buried, nothing will grow.

As for the demon, it is said that the corpse is similar to Zi Zhan.

only……

If there was really a demon corpse buried in the bronze coffin, it would no longer be considered dangerous, but a catastrophic disaster.

It would be good to kill and suppress it again. Once it escapes from King Xian's tomb, it is feared that dozens of miles outside Zhelong Mountain and even the entire Yunnan and Yue territory will fall into a catastrophe.

"Brother Chen, be careful, the corpse in the coffin is most likely the legendary demon..."

Think of this.

How dare Partridge Whistle hesitate even a little bit.

Even if there is only a chance, you can't bet.

Otherwise, one step is wrong and every step is wrong.

The mistakes caused by that time are simply irreparable.

hum!

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a fierce sound that broke through the air.

In the peripheral vision, the cold light was like snow, cutting down from above.

"Dragon scale sword!"

In that cold light, he felt a familiar sword energy.

But it was even more amazing than the sword that cut through the scales of the python in the valley and lake that day, showing its sharp edge.

The invisible sword intent surged, and suddenly there was a shadow shaped like a black dragon roaring in the air.

The long sword slashed hard on the bone hand.

There was only a clang of metal and stone colliding, even though the five senses were closed in advance.

But when it fell into Partridge Whistle's ears, it still made him feel deafening.

There was a constant buzzing in my mind.

"break!"

Feel that strong resistance.

Chen Yulou shouted lowly.

The Qingmu spiritual energy dormant in the sea of ​​​​qi surged up.

Hundreds of veins flow from the four limbs into the sword body.

"Click——"

In an instant.

The bone hand was cut off at the wrist like paper.

The wound was extremely smooth.

But the strange thing is... what flows out of it is not blood, but black smoke.

Chen Yulou waved his long sleeve to disperse the smoke.

Then he raised his head and glanced at the partridge whistle not far away with a smile.

"Brother Dao, what did you say?"

"郃...it's nothing."

After thinking about it, Partridge Whistle still shook his head.

Push the thought out of your mind.

If this was a demon with jade armor and golden body, this sword would never be able to cut off the hand so cleanly and neatly.

So, what is in the coffin that makes King Xian pay so much attention to it?

Partridge Whistle Head was once again confused.

There was actually a feeling of having no clue.

But soon he was attracted by a more terrifying crashing sound.

The demon corpse, which had one of its hands removed, was obviously completely enraged and banged against the copper coffin outside of it like crazy.

"So urgent?"

Chen Yulou sneered.

Those clear eyes were full of coldness at the moment.

Back then, the high priest calculated the shadow bones of King Xian from his first three lives.

So he worked hard to dig out the three skeletons and send them here.

The first one is a demon, the second one is a ghost, and the last one is a spirit.

One is to fit in with the three hells.

In addition, it also means to guard Xuan Palace.

Especially the bronze coffin. The corpse was so murderous that it was a murderer in life. After death, it turned into a demon corpse. If ordinary thieves came here, they would die if they opened the coffin.

Unfortunately.

What Chen Yulou killed was the monster.

No matter whether you live or die!

Feeling the frantic movement inside the coffin, he took a light step forward.

Since you want to come out, then do as you wish.

boom!

It was almost the moment the others left the top of the coffin.

The coffin lid, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, could no longer withstand the violent impact of the storm inside the coffin. It was lifted up and spun several times in mid-air before it fell heavily to the ground.

It is inserted diagonally on the stone tile floor.

It stirred up countless smoke and dust.

"coming……"

Partridge Whistle was shocked.

I couldn't care less about the dust blowing in my face.

Looking through the dust and fog, he stared at the open bronze coffin.

Soon, another bone hand clattered and landed on the edge of the coffin.

The strength of that hand was astonishing.

There was actually a sizzling sound when the bronze coffin was grabbed.

After fighting for half his life, this was the first time he saw such strange bones. Even after seeing the hands, Partridge Whistle still couldn't imagine what kind of monster was hidden in the coffin.

Invisible oppression shrouded.

Almost suffocating.

The temperature in the tomb seemed to be dropping rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just a blink of an eye.

To him, it seemed like thousands of years ago.

tick-

Finally, a sound different from the sound of a bone hand drawing across the coffin wall came out.

Although it was extremely weak, it was like a pair of invisible hands that disrupted the oppressive feeling.

Partridge Whistle's tense mind relaxed.

Subconsciously he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, he seemed to notice something again, and he suddenly raised his head and looked attentively.

I saw... the hand on the edge of the coffin had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a huge white bone corpse more than two meters high.

wrong.

It's not necessarily true that it's white bones.

By the light of the lantern in your hand.

He clearly saw that there were still pieces of carrion left on the gloomy white bones.

You can even see countless maggots squirming back and forth in the carrion.

The dark blood was dripping continuously.

That weird ticking sound just now.

Astonishingly, blood fell into the bronze coffin.

At this moment, the rotting corpse was half sitting up, staring at the two of them sideways.

only……

What a face that is.

Most of the flesh and blood had rotted away, and the two holes in the eyes were flickering with fire.

Both eyeballs were hung by a bloody thread that looked like an intestine.

As the wight stood up, its eyeballs swayed back and forth.

Partridge Whistle had killed countless Zongzi with his own hands, but now that he saw the appearance of the rotting corpse, he still couldn't help but feel his stomach churn.

Rigor mortis thing.

That’s why it’s called stiff.

It’s because the body doesn’t rot even after it dies.

The corpse in front of me was rotten to the point where almost only the bones were left, but it was still able to move freely.

This simply broke his understanding of rigor mortis.

No wonder there is always a demon when things go wrong.

This is no ordinary monster. "It's rare to see a demon corpse!"

It’s different from Partridge Whistle’s mental change.

Chen Yulou in front looked calm, not at all flustered, and even looked at it carefully with interest.

It's like the rotting flesh and blood, the squirming maggots, and the demonic fire burning in the pupils.

It doesn't work for him at all.

"elf?"

Hear this assertion.

Partridge Whistle frowned.

"Spectres are close to ghosts, and spies are no different from demons."

"The corpse is the corpse of the mountain demon."

It is recorded in Sou Shen Zhi that there are giants in the mountains in the fog barrier in the south. They have two arms and one leg. They feed on tigers and leopards. After death, their bones remain unchanged and they swallow the blood of the mountain people. They are called monsters.

Before, he had actually speculated whether it would be the type that would not turn into bones.

But until now.

He finally understood.

This is clearly the corpse of a monster.

I don’t know where Xian Wang dug that old thing from and forced it into the coffin.

In other words, this giant bronze coffin was tailor-made for it.

A full two or three meters long.

Even someone as tall as Kunlun can swim in it.

There was another point that he finally understood.

Why is it that out of the three demon coffins, only the heaviest one is hoisted into the air with iron chains?

The same reason is because the strange power of the Zannai Mountain Demon is drawn from the earth's veins. If it is suspended in the air, it is equivalent to cutting off its vitality.

It is most likely the work of some high priest.

Besides him, Chen Yulou couldn't think of anyone else who could do it?

brush--

See the origin clearly.

Chen Yulou's last bit of patience completely disappeared.

He is bound to get the ancient Legalist mirror.

Therefore, I can only let you die!

Holding the dragon scale sword in his hand, he took a deep breath, like a whale drinking water. In an instant, a sound of tidal waves came from the body under the blue robe.

Step out.

The floor tiles beneath him shattered.

"Magic method!"

A low drink.

Taoist seventy-two techniques of earth evil.

Now he has used it more and more purely, almost to the point of proficiency.

Only the roar of swords and dragons and the roar of blood were heard, but the others seemed to disappear into the tomb chamber out of thin air.

"This……"

The Partridge Whistle shook the umbrella in his hand.

His expression was full of surprise.

Although I have seen his miraculous light-body kung fu before, this is the first time like this.

If it weren't for the fact that I could still sense the invisible energy.

He even doubted whether this was the legendary flying escape.

He is still like this.

The demon corpse in the bronze coffin, which had been suppressed for two thousand years and had only just escaped from the magic mirror's spell, was unable to turn around.

Just looked up sharply.

In a pair of eye-bone holes, two rays of fire became more and more astonishing.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a demon crawling out of hell.

boom!

Just a moment of hesitation.

A shocking sword energy suddenly slashed down from the top of his head.

The figure in green shirt seemed to appear out of thin air. The dragon-scaled sword in his hand was filled with demonic aura. At first glance, he looked like a big demon and a fierce soldier. However, there was an awe-inspiring righteousness in the sharp sword aura.

The sword's power reaches the sky, like thunder.

The corpse knew it was inevitable.

There was a roar, and he raised his broken arm in front of him.

The sword energy cuts down like cutting paper.

The bone-white arm split into two instantly.

The sword energy remained unabated and continued to slash down, but with this brief moment of effort, the rotten flesh on the corpse squirmed quickly and piled up on the chest.

It's like wearing a layer of iron armor.

The dragon scale sword is the sharpest, even the blue scale python armor and dragon scale demon armor cannot withstand it.

But after the sword energy penetrated the flesh and blood.

It felt to Chen Yulou as if he had punched the soft air with a punch.

At the same time, a strange force crazily eroded the sword energy.

boom!

By the time the sword energy was gone, the rotten flesh had been turned into a puddle of dark blood, dripping down the white bones.

It looked like he was seriously injured with a sword.

But there was only a white sword mark left on the white bones.

"To deal with such monsters, swordsmanship is still not as useful as talismans."

See this scene.

Chen Yulou sighed secretly in his heart.

In Chenzhou, western Hunan, there are two thunder altars, which are specially made of cinnabar to deter evil spirits.

The time when I returned to Chenjiazhuang from Pingshan.

It was also the experience of fetching the Angry Chicken in Beizhai that made him realize the use of talismans.

In addition, in Aoki Kung Fu, in addition to the cultivation method, there are also the four arts of cultivation.

However, I have been unable to get started.

That's why I sent people to Chenzhou and spent a lot of money to buy a few Chenzhou Talisman, thinking that I might be able to get a glimpse of the way of talismans from them.

It's a pity that although Chenzhou Lei Tan claims to be a Taoist sect, it practices witchcraft and evil techniques.

Just like the Feng family in Guanshan, all the books and weapons learned are witchcraft.

However, it was not all without gain. At least after trying those evil-suppressing talismans himself, the effect was truly astonishing. A single talisman could suppress ordinary feng shui evil spirits and ghosts.

If I could draw a corpse suppressing talisman now.

Why bother with so much effort?

He has made up his mind that when he goes back this time, he must retreat and study the Tao of Talisman.

Several thoughts flashed through my mind.

next moment.

Chen Yulou's figure flashed.

In the night above the copper coffin, three figures seemed to appear in an instant, and the dragon scale swords were slashed at the same time.

The sword energy is like a waterfall.

Even with the mirror umbrella in hand and the partridge whistle guarding the tomb door, there is a feeling of being torn apart by the sword energy.

Look up.

In the black mist that was as thick as ink, sword lights flickered one after another, and the deep cold light seemed to illuminate the tomb as bright as day.

The corpse didn't even have time to rest for a moment.

Feeling the storm-like offensive, the fire in his eyes flickered, and his mind trembled. He no longer dared to resist, but fled out of the bronze coffin.

With one hand, he grabbed the coffin lid that was stuck on the ground.

It's like holding a big shield.

Protect yourself airtight.

It's a pity that Chen Yulou didn't expect that in order to kill with one strike, he even activated the Qingmu spiritual energy without any reservation, and used the divine movement method to the extreme.

Divine conduct divides armor.

At this moment, with him as the center, the sword energy was like a waterfall falling outside Lingyun Palace.

Completely shrouding the corpse.

Boom boom boom!

The sword energy swept across.

The bronze coffin lid, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was not blocked even for a moment, and was instantly cut into countless copper shavings by the sword energy.

The coffin lid was broken.

There is no obstruction outside the corpse.

It was like being in a meat grinder, with the invisible sword energy frantically chipping away at its bones and armor, like gold cracking through stone, and the numbing sound of bone cracking kept ringing out.

In the blink of an eye.

The two-meter-high corpse was cut into a human stick.

To be precise, it's a bone stick.

Only one leg, a few sternums, and the shaky head on the neck bone were left, as if it might break at any moment and fall to the ground.

Chen Yulou landed lightly.

Standing outside the corpse.

Without even looking, he drew out his sword with his backhand.

The dragon-scaled sword glowed with dim light, and a white line dividing morning and dusk seemed to appear in the dark night, slicing through its neck bone.

Until Chen Yulou put the dragon scale sword back into its scabbard.

The skull crashed to the ground.

Rolling all the way towards the depths of the tomb.

Finally it seemed to hit something and then slowly stopped.

"Gudong-"

Until that thud sounded in my ears.

Partridge Whistle's eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation, and he swallowed secretly, his eyes full of horror.

Said to let him raid the formation.

In fact, throughout the whole process, he seemed like an outsider.

At this moment, all he could think about was Chen Yulou's last sword, which was indescribably chic... and fierce.

"Brother Dao, come."

Still hesitating.

Not far away, Chen Yulou was already holding a long sword, took the ancient Legalist mirror, passed through the remaining two demon coffins, and walked to the door of the inner room.

"what?"

He sighed secretly.

Partridge Whistle did not dare to hesitate and quickly chased after him.

just.

Just walked in.

The light of the wind lamp dispels the darkness in front of you.

What came face to face was a ferocious face covered with black scales and without lips and sharp teeth!

(End of this chapter)