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

Chapter 227 The power of a dragon shooting a big bow and an arrow

No wonder the two of them were so shocked.

Rigor mortis travels by relying on the dragon energy of the earth veins, and practices by swallowing the moonlight of the goblins.

It took countless years to transform from a black and white walking zombie into a flying zombie, let alone a bronze skin and iron bones, a jade armor and a golden body.

And so far.

The old foreigner has only seen one real bronze-armored corpse.

On the top of Pingshan Mountain, the Corpse King of the Yuan Dynasty used his own coffin to suppress the fate of the barbarians.

Even the generals who guarded his mausoleum had never reached the level of bronze armor.

did not expect.

Today is just a fight for an ancient talisman.

In such a dilapidated courtyard.

There was actually a bronze-armored corpse hidden inside.

As for Yang Fang, although he has been traveling around the world for many years, most of the people he kills with the magic whip are walking corpses and very few flying zombies.

This is already the first time in history.

"It's the corpse breeder..."

The old foreigner's mind was electric.

He came back to his senses in an instant.

Xiangxi has a tradition of driving corpses since ancient times. Similar to this, there are also people who raise corpses.

These people practice sorcery and magic, and they also fight, but what they want is not the gold and silver buried in the tomb, but the ancient corpse in the coffin and the treasure cave itself that occupies the dragon's veins.

To them.

The corpses are also divided into three, six or nine grades.

The best among them is naturally the emperor who dominates a country's destiny.

It's just that imperial mausoleums are often built on mountains, with mountains cut into corridors, and there are countless devices and mechanisms. Unlike the four sects and eight sects, the corpse keepers are often alone. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to destroy the mausoleum.

The next best thing is the general who has fought countless battles on the battlefield and is burdened with thousands of corpses.

The first class again is the person in front of him who is filled with evil spirits.

Those who were slightly worse than them died unjustly and were burdened with overwhelming resentment.

These ancient corpses either become stiff easily, or it is even more amazing to cultivate with dragon energy.

As for the Corpse Cave, there are only two requirements.

The land of the first dragon vein.

The second is that the Yin Qi is deep enough.

The ancient corpse in front of him, as can be seen from the broken armor on his body, was definitely a man who galloped on the battlefield and killed decisively.

I just don’t know how many years I have been raised before I can cultivate to such a state.

and also……

The old foreigner's emotions flashed, and he looked past the bronze-armored corpse to the depths of the courtyard gate.

Compared to the low thatched huts around.

This room is not too bad.

The roof is covered with green tiles, and only the kitchen and woodshed on both sides are thatched.

At this moment, the faint skylight swept across.

You can still vaguely see two vegetable plots that have been opened up in the courtyard.

The door was ajar and no lights were lit.

The night had been falling for a long time now, the mist was deep, and there was silence around the house, with almost no breath.

Seeing this situation, his expression became even weirder.

Being able to raise such an astonishing bronze-armored corpse already shows the strength of the Talisman Thief.

So, where is he hiding now?

Think about this.

The old foreigner became increasingly uneasy.

Extrapolate from the current situation.

The Talisman Thief most likely noticed them in some way.

That's why the bronze-armored corpse was sent.

You know, to a corpse breeder, the value of a bronze-armored corpse cannot be simply described in terms of money.

Not between life and death.

I will never hand over my cards right away.

and so……

He was most likely trying to survive with a broken arm.

Let the bronze armored corpse hold them back.

He was hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, he turned around almost subconsciously.

Looking at Yang Fang who was already with the bronze armored corpse.

"Yang Fang, please hold on."

"it is good!"

We've known each other for so long.

In the entire Chenjiazhuang, the old foreigners he was most familiar with were the old foreigners.

Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle had such great reputations and great disparity in status that they would subconsciously feel restrained in front of them.

And Kunlun is too powerful.

In his heart, it was an insurmountable mountain.

As for Hualing and Red Girl, there are differences between men and women. Unless someone is present, there is almost no interaction on weekdays.

Only the old foreigner was left.

The two are similar in age and have similar experiences. Apart from their dull personalities, they have almost no shortcomings.

Plus daily competition.

It can be said that I know him very well.

Hearing his tone at this moment, Yang Fang immediately understood.

The old foreigner must have discovered something.

Only then would he choose to leave at this time.

He responded loudly.

Facing the bronze-armored corpse with rich blood and evil aura.

Yang Fang actually refused to avoid or retreat.

His energy and blood surged, and he twisted his wrist. In an instant, the talismans on the whip he held in his hand lit up one after another.

Although not as good as when it was in Chen Yulou's hands.

But it’s also extremely amazing.

"Chenzhou Talisman?"

"No, that group of people can be considered a Taoist altar. This should be the real Taoist talisman..."

In the open space outside the courtyard.

The mist squirmed.

Basu seemed to step out of the darkness.

Looking at the inscriptions one after another, astonishment flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He has been dealing with Jinzhai and Huzhai for many years.

I am in Chenzhou again.

How could you not understand the difference between the talisman on the divine whip and the Chenzhou talisman?

One is an evil heretic like him.

Just to put more money on his face, he also became an orthodox Taoist sect and regarded himself as a Taoist from Lei Tan.

But among all the methods, including raising corpses, driving away corpses, raising ghosts, and condensing spirits, which one is not a witchcraft?
The aura emanating from the talismans in the distance.

Zhongzheng, peaceful and domineering.

It is clearly the most authentic Taoist Qi.

I thought only the old foreigners were interesting, but I didn't expect that this guy named Yang Fang was also pretty good.

It was a rare sight for me.

Thinking of the old foreigner, he subconsciously glanced at the high part of the courtyard wall from the corner of his eye.

After saying a few words, the old foreigner quickly picked up his dragon bow and stepped on the wall to fly over the eaves. A moment later, there was a sound of breaking tiles in the night.

Others actually jumped directly onto the roof.

Bang!
Stomping down hard.

The roof made of wooden slats could not withstand his strength.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole appeared under his feet, and Uva fell like rain.

However, he did not choose to break into the house, but quickly took out a fire sickle from his waist, polished it and threw it down.

wow-

His fire sickle is specially made.

It is mixed with a lot of white phosphorus powder.

At this moment, it ignited when it encountered the wind. It was already like a fireball falling to the ground while it was still in the air, illuminating the small room brightly.

There is only one set of tables, chairs and benches in the hall.

There is a picture of a Taoist hanging on the wall.

It should be a god you believe in.

There is also an incense burner, but the incense in it has long been extinguished.

It looks extremely crude.

but……

When the old foreigner glanced at the ground beside the table, he couldn't help but frown.

Three corpses, two old and one young, were lying on the ground.

Looking at the dried blood on the ground, it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

All three of them had shocking wounds on their chests and necks.

It looked terrifying.

Seeing this situation, the old foreigner couldn't understand that the three members of this family were clearly broken in and killed by the person who stole the talisman, and then became the blood food of the bronze-armored corpse.

He suppressed his anger and looked away from the corpse.

The old foreigner continued to look around by the light of the fire.

There are two side rooms on the left and right of the hall.

But the room was also silent and there was no breath of life. "Could it be..."

Seeing this, the old foreigner did not calm down.

Instead, there was an indescribable throbbing.

The phosphorus fire is still burning.

But it's close to being extinguished.

Small flames fell to the ground and soon turned into a pile of black ashes.

He looked past the three corpses.

The wooden table was shrouded in shadow, and even the firelight could not illuminate it completely. However, the moment it passed by, the old foreigner's pupils shrank suddenly.

There is clearly a hole under the table.

It's dark and deep underneath, blending into the night, and you can't even notice it if you don't look carefully.

"typical?!"

The old foreigner's mind sank.

Subconsciously, I raised my head. About sixty or seventy meters away, a tall wall stood like a mountain in the night, stretching endlessly to the left and right, with almost no end in sight.

It is clearly a section of the city wall of Chenzhou City.

For a moment, he finally understood.

Why would the talisman thief escape here? It's not because dragons and snakes are mixed here and the sea of ​​people is huge. It's as difficult as climbing to the sky to find him.

Rather, the slums are just beneath the walls.

The city gate is guarded by people from Jinzhai and Huzhai. It is almost impossible to leave the city with the ancient talisman.

and so……

Only then would he brazenly kill a family of three and dig a tunnel from here.

Unknowingly.

Thinking of this, even an old foreigner can't help but be amazed. This person's big brain and thoughtful mind are indeed different from ordinary people.

If not for meeting Basu.

To be precise, his breath was memorized by his natal Gu.

I'm afraid no one in this life would have imagined that he used this method to escape unharmed from the joint blockade of the two thunder altars.

Even if the tunnel is found afterwards.

It's hard to doubt him.

After all, life in the slums is like trivial matter, and it is common for people to die.

call--

He exhaled.

The old foreigner glanced at the courtyard gate.

At this moment, Yang Fang and the bronze-armored corpse were already fighting each other.

That day, Shopkeeper Chen and his senior brothers attacked the Pingshan Bronze Armor Corpse. He, Hua Ling, Kunlun, and Hongniang plundered the formation, and countless Xiling warriors blocked the surrounding area.

Still under the brutal murder of three murderers.

Only then was he able to behead him.

One can imagine how powerful the bronze-armored corpse is.

In the past, he would definitely join forces, but now...

"Yang Fang, you have to hold on."

"Wait until I get the ancient talisman!"

Gritting his teeth, the old foreigner suddenly fell down. The terrifying force directly knocked the heavy table into a pile of debris. Smoke and dust filled the room, but he did not dare to hesitate and quickly jumped into the hole again.

really.

A long and narrow underground tunnel appeared.

There are also traces of soil.

The talisman thief was obviously also a master of reverse fighting.

After all, he often travels to ancient tombs in the mountains, looking for ancient corpses and Feng Shui treasure caves.

However, it was obvious that he was extremely anxious and panicked when digging the tunnel. The tunnel was crooked and collapsed in many places to varying degrees.

Put the Jiao Shooting Bow back.

Replace it with the Miao knife that has not been used for a long time.

This place is too narrow. If you are buried, it will be difficult to use your bow and arrow, and you will not be able to react at all.

Holding a lamp, the old foreigner took a deep breath and without any hesitation, he quickly rushed into the depths of the Thief's Cave.

brush!
Inside the silent cave.

The steps are like thunder.

Kankan rushed out thirty meters.

A cold light suddenly cut down from the night ahead.

The old foreigner's eyes turned cold and he held a knife in his hand to block.

Only a sharp scream was heard.

The offensive was stopped abruptly.

From the moment he entered the tunnel, he always paid attention to his surroundings.

After all, someone can figure out how to dig a hole out of the city.

The mind is absolutely extraordinary.

He deliberately amplified the sound of footsteps in order to alert them, but now it seems that the effect is quite good.

The Miao Dao in his hand shook, and at the same time the light stretched forward. The light dispersed the darkness, and an ugly figure wearing a gray robe slowly emerged.

It seemed that he was a little surprised that the old foreigner could block his killing move so casually.

At this moment, the Talisman Thief's face looked slightly panicked.

"Jin Zhai or Hu Zhai's lackey?"

"wrong……"

He shook his numb wrist.

The Talisman Thief glanced up and down at the old foreigner.

In order to hide his identity this time, he did not wear a monk's robe, but changed into a short shirt.

"You are not from the Thunder Altar."

"Guessed it right." The old foreigner smiled coldly, "It's a pity that there is no reward."

"court death!"

He lives in panic these days.

Digging holes day and night.

I just want to leave Chenzhou City as soon as possible.

For that ancient talisman, he had been hiding in Hu Zhai Lei Altar for five years, knowing full well that the old guy Hu Man Gong was ruthless in his methods.

Once you catch him.

Being skinned and cramped is simple.

As for Jin Zhenmu, he will definitely use more cruel methods to force him to hand over the ancient talisman.

If it falls into the hands of any family, it will be a dead end.

Now that he realized that the old foreigner was not a member of the thunder world, he was already relieved.

Seeing that he still dared to speak nonsense, his expression suddenly became cruel.

Although I don’t know the identity of the visitor.

But for a brat, even if he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, he would still be weak against the odds.

As for him, he has the inheritance of corpse raiser and has been in Huzhai Leitan for many years.

His methods are strange and unpredictable.

If this kid dares to chase him alone, he is simply asking for death!
The old foreigner has followed his senior brother since he was a child.

Regardless of his temperament or behavior, he is almost carved from the same mold.

There is no point in talking nonsense to him at this moment.

As soon as he twisted his body, a terrifying aura erupted from his whole body. The Miao Dao was invisible, only a cold light tore through the night, and he slashed hard!
Feeling the sword energy above his head.

The talisman thief did not dare to think too much and immediately raised his knife in a hurry to try to block.

But just when the long knife was raised to his chest, he heard a trembling sound. The knife used to protect himself was broken into two pieces, and the blade flew out and sank into the cave wall next to him.

See this situation.

His face suddenly became extremely ugly.

I thought the old foreigners were nothing more than An Jin.

Now it seems that he has far underestimated his strength.

There was no time to feel distressed.

He suddenly lifted up his Taoist robe, and in an instant, black mist billowed out from under the gray robe.

It was the sinister and evil energy of death that he had collected with great difficulty after raising corpses in the tomb for many years.

Ordinary people would be covered in ulcers and die in pain even if they took just a whiff of it.

But at this moment...

Throw out all the death energy, but only to block the incoming person for a moment.

It's a pity that he still underestimated the old foreigner.

For him, a Taoist monk who started fighting for pearls in his teens, he spent far more time in the tomb than in the village.

What's more, at the moment when death aura fills the air.

He sealed the seven orifices.

He just raised his hand and waved, using the majestic energy and blood to blow away the billowing black fog in front of him. At the same time, he took off the dragon shooting bow behind him and took out another iron arrow.

Draw a bow and set an arrow.

He glanced slightly.

Bang!
The bowstring is drawn.

In an instant, a thunderous explosion resounded in the tunnel, and the iron arrow shot through the air, catching up with the talisman in the blink of an eye and piercing his vest.

The blood and breath contained in the iron arrows.

It even exploded.

The Talisman Thief lowered his head in disbelief. His chest was completely empty. A hole as big as a pair of fists was shot out of his chest, and blood flowed out from it.

Even Iron Arrow's strength remains unabated.

With a terrifying force, it sank into the tunnel ahead that had not yet been completely opened, kicking up countless pieces of gravel and soil.

"Do not……"

"how come?"

"How could I die at the hands of a nobody?"

(End of this chapter)