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

Chapter 228 Sapphire Ancient Talisman Demonic Bow and Divine Whip
From breaking into the tunnel, the two sides fought hand-to-hand.

Use your big bow to forcefully kill the talisman thief.

It seems like a long time ago.

In fact, it's just a matter of seconds.

The old foreigner took a deep breath and shook his sore right hand. In order to kill with one strike, he almost unreservedly pushed his Qi machine to the extreme, and drew the Jiao Shooting Bow like a Qinchuan Bow.

Meteors fall to the moon with the force of thunder.

It's completely a life-for-life style of play.

Good thing...

The results were pretty good.

At most, the force of the dragon bow's counterattack would injure some muscles and bones, and it would take a few days for them to recover.

She put away her bow and arrows and continued to put on her Miao knife.

The old foreigner did not dare to delay for too long. Yang Fang was still facing the bronze-armored corpse alone. Every second he delayed, the danger he would bear would increase.

He jumped a few steps and rushed outside the talisman thief.

At this moment, he fell to the ground on his back.

The shocking wound on his back was still oozing blood.

The person has no breath.

But the old foreigners dare not relax, and those who raise corpses and gu cannot use common sense to make inferences.

More often than not.

The more you need to be extra cautious.

He struck the Talisman Stealer with his knife and turned him over. Even after he had been dead for a long time, his eyes were still wide open, and his face was full of unwillingness and despair.

He stayed anonymous for five years.

I have been here as a gopher for another half month.

Just one step away.

In two days at most, he could dig through the city wall.

Create a tunnel.

Since then, the sky is high, birds can fly, and the sea is vast, and fish can leap.

But fate played tricks on people, and he managed to escape the surveillance of Jin Zhai and Hu Zhai, and finally died in the hands of such an unknown person, and also caught up with the bronze armored corpse that had been stored for many years.

How could he be willing to do so?
In this regard, the old foreigner did not have the slightest fluctuation, his eyes were full of indifference and disgust.

It was as if I saw the family of three who died in the hall again.

What's wrong with them?

To be able to build such a house in a slum, one can imagine how much effort they put into it.

As a result, all of this was ruined by him.

Death was silent.

From the three despairing faces, he could imagine how frightened and helpless they must have been before they died.

Perhaps, even before death, you can still hear the sound of the bronze-armored corpse tearing open its own throat bone and swallowing blood.

"I didn't die in the hands of a bronze-armored corpse raised by myself."

"It's already cheap enough for you."

The old foreigner snorted coldly.

Use the Miao knife to open his Taoist robe.

Because it was stained with too much blood, the gray robe was soaked in scarlet at this moment.

only……

Just lifted a corner.

A slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly came out.

Almost subconsciously, the old foreigner opened his umbrella with a loud splash, shielding his body from the wind, and then there was a loud banging sound on the umbrella.

It was obvious that he had a hidden weapon hidden inside him.

Just stalk and kill them.

The hidden weapon passed through the body.

There is no reaction time at all.

Outside Luoyang City, Tie Motou died after being hit by a funeral nail in the coffin door.

You know, there are four people under Zhang San’s chain.

Apart from dust, the strongest thing is the iron grinding head.

Before he came to Mojin Gate, he was a famous green forest bandit in the world.

Moreover, Liao Chen was beside him when he died.

Two top-notch masters were unable to guard against that hidden weapon.

One can imagine how terrifying it is.

Gently waving his umbrella, he threw the blocked bone nail to the ground. The old foreigner frowned and looked at it. The bone nail was polished extremely sharply, and there was a faint blue sheen in the cold light.

At first glance, you can tell that it has been quenched with poison.

Seeing this scene, even he couldn't help but feel scared secretly.

If you don't mean to be careful.

Didn't get started.

Right now, he has a high probability of being shot to death.

Gritting his teeth, the old foreigner suddenly had the urge to cut him into pieces, but... thinking of Yang Fang and Basu, reason finally prevailed.

Just hold the umbrella handle tightly.

Use the Miao knife to continue to lift the Taoist robe.

I saw a locket made of cowhide wrapped around his waist, and there were more than a dozen bone spurs and iron nails hung on it, all of which were deadly hidden weapons.

Besides.

There are still two bags hanging.

The moment he saw it, the old foreigner's heart suddenly jumped.

For someone who steals a charm to take it so seriously and carry it with him must be something unusual.

Exhaling, he still maintained absolute caution.

Didn't pick it directly.

From the moment they met, the old foreigner couldn't even remember how many killer moves this guy had hidden.

Even hidden weapons are quenched with poison, and ordinary people will not be spared.

It is difficult to guarantee whether the bag has been soaked in venom, or whether there is something deadly like insecticide in the bag.

With a slight stroke of the Miao knife, the bag was thrown high in an instant.

The umbrella in the hand is flipped and stretched forward.

The next moment, two bags, one large and one small, drew an arc in mid-air and accurately fell into the umbrella.

Then the old foreigner took out a pair of silver gloves as thin as cicada wings.

Carefully unzip the larger bag.

A casual shake.

Only a sporadic sound was heard.

Various talismans, green and black pills, scattered coins and unidentifiable medicine stones.

Besides.

There is also a rolled-up page.

Out of curiosity, the old foreigner subconsciously opened it and took a look.

But as soon as he opened a corner, he frowned tightly.

"Secret Book of Corpse Raising?!"

It is clearly a volume of corpse-raising magic.

As a mountain-moving Taoist, he was naturally disgusted by this and subconsciously wanted to destroy it, but he hesitated and put it back in the bag.

After all, this trip was entrusted by Shopkeeper Chen.

After getting everything, just go back and let him handle it.

After a brief tidying up, the old foreigner opened the second bag. Compared to the messy first bag, this one was much simpler.

There are only two items in total.

A green jade talisman.

There is also a thumb-sized bead with a muddy color.

The material is neither gold nor jade, but when held in the hand, it has an indescribable feeling of warmth.

The old foreigner frowned. He had never seen such an object before and couldn't figure it out for a moment. He simply focused all his attention on the jade talisman.

The jade is old, but its color is clear.

There is a Taoist rune engraved on the surface, which seems simple, but if you take a closer look, you will find that the text seems to include thousands of things, and has the potential to swallow everything.

"Ancient Talisman!"

Almost subconsciously.

The old foreigner's eyes suddenly lit up.

Countless voices rang in my ears.

Even his breathing became rapid.

It wasn't an ancient talisman. He couldn't think of any other talisman in the world that could have such an astonishing appearance.

Holding back his excitement, he pocketed all the ancient talismans and beads.

He took a few more deep breaths.

Only then did he put away his umbrella.

Holding the light in his left hand, he grabbed the Talisman Stealer's shoulder with his right hand and dragged him out of the tunnel step by step.

Bang!
Not long after.

The closed door was kicked open from the inside.

Basu, who was holding his chest and watching the changes, his expression changed slightly.

"The movement is not slow."

As a Gu Master, he has an almost demon-like keen sense of smell of blood.

Although the old foreigner's breath has calmed down.

But as he walked, his whole body was filled with faint blood mist.

It was obvious that he had just experienced a fight.

And he can appear here.

The results are self-evident.

Looking past him, there was indeed a corpse lying on the ground behind him. He was wearing a gray robe, his eyes were wide open, and there was a horrifying wound on his chest. It was lifeless and he had obviously been dead for a long time. The moment the body appeared.

The natal Gu, who had been sleeping on his shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a bit of bloodthirsty desire in his eyes.

See this situation.

Basu was even more convinced that it was correct.

The person killed by the old foreigner was the Talisman Thief.

Being able to escape from the two thunder altars for so long shows his strength. But now he can't even hold on for half a moment. How terrifying must that kid's strength be?
Chenzhou and Xiangyin are not far apart.

Anyone who has been around the world knows about Chenjiazhuang.

only……

Even though they are sitting on Mount Changsheng, they are just a group of green forest bandits who can move mountains and hills by relying on their numbers. When did two people randomly sent out become such masters?

How could he imagine it?

The two people in front of them are already the most outstanding among the younger generation.

Give them another ten or twenty years.

The world is so big that it can no longer stop their fame.

"Yang Fang, what's wrong?"

The old foreigner casually threw away the body of the talisman thief.

Looking towards the courtyard.

In just such a short time, almost the entire house had been smashed to pieces, the ground was covered with devastation, the walls collapsed, and even many shacks and huts around it were affected.

But here's the weird thing.

Such a big movement.

But it didn't attract anyone else.

The old foreigner subconsciously raised his head and glanced around, only to find that with the house below them as the center, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in mist.

It's almost the same as what I saw at Basu's house before.

In an instant, he understood.

Although Basu seemed to be watching, he still took action secretly.

Otherwise, the fight here would be earth-shaking, and being close to the city wall, the two people from the Thunder Altar would have been attracted to the place, and the place would be completely surrounded.

"Stop talking nonsense, kid."

"Hurry...help!"

Yang Fang swept out with an iron whip.

Finally, the bullying bronze-armored corpse was knocked back a few steps.

Without even having time to breathe a sigh of relief, the others quickly took a few steps back to prevent the ancient corpse from taking the opportunity to attack, and then they yelled at the old foreigner.

Since coming out of the mountain.

With the magic whip in his hands, he is always successful.

The black and white walking corpse, no matter how strong the zombie aura is, can't stop it.

Only when you reach the flying zombie level can you be qualified to fight and fight.

After all, regardless of whether they are flying zombies or wandering zombies, their movements are no different from those of ordinary people. Even because they are soaked in corpse energy, they are almost like copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary weapons cannot hurt them at all.

However, in his hands, it usually can't go beyond ten moves.

It is precisely because of this.

Only then did Yang become arrogant.

But today he just realized how terrifying the real corpse with copper skin and iron bones was.

It is not suppressed by using a divine whip and a Taoist talisman.

He may have already been defeated.

Infinite strength, copper skin and iron bones, astonishing corpse poison, and no knowledge of pain.

He is simply a killing machine that never tires.

Compared with it, manpower is sometimes poor.

He is already considered a leader among the younger generation, but when he is only twenty, he has already entered the dark realm.

On weekdays, both against enemies and in discussions.

The energy inside his body is enough to support him to take action at will.

But the attack of the bronze-armored corpse was like a violent storm, continuous and heavy, giving him no chance to rest or even take a breath.

It's easy to say it's a life for a life.

It's simply overbearing and unreasonable.

Yang Fang's heart was filled with rage. When had he ever felt so aggrieved?

"it is good!"

Seeing that he still has the heart to curse.

The old foreigner knew that this kid was not ready to be beaten to death.

Shake his head and smile.

Put the Miao knife aside on the threshold.

Take off the dragon shooting bow behind you.

In the night, the cold light on the bow is like a waterfall, and several runes are floating faintly on the arms of the bow. The most astonishing thing is the bow string in the middle, which is as clear as jade, but it also seems to have the power of a thousand junctures.

Especially after just shooting someone.

Since the day it was released, countless wild animals have died under its arrows.

But this was the first time he was stained with human blood.

At this moment, it was like a ferocious beast awakening from a deep sleep. Before it even drew its bow, it was already so majestic that it seemed to contain the power to shoot the moon and break the sun.

"Evil spirit?!"

Basu's eyes fell on Da Gong, feeling the strange aura, and his expression changed drastically for the first time.

Gu farmers walk under the dark night, hide in the mountains, and have dealt with all the weird things in the world.

He was no stranger to monsters.

He even escaped with his life from monsters many times.

But he never expected it.

The old foreigner whom he had just glanced at actually owned a demon bow.

And judging from the terrifying momentum.

He must have been a shocking monster during his lifetime.

But, how could he possibly kill the demon?
Basu was still in a trance when a buzzing sound of amplified strings was heard. He subconsciously looked up and saw that the old foreigner took out a long arrow and placed it on the bowstring.

Take a deep breath.

The dragon's bow was fully drawn in an instant.

Bang!
There is almost no need to aim, just move your mind at will, pull the bow string, and only hear a loud bang.

The iron arrows instantly tore through the fog and sneaked through the air.

Even he could not pinpoint the iron arrow, and could only faintly detect a subtle but domineering air flow.

"and many more……"

Suddenly.

His heart sank.

His eyes suddenly moved from the door to the bronze-armored corpse in the courtyard.

I saw a little cold star suddenly appearing in the night.

The next moment, the iron arrow with infinite energy was shot at the back of its neck.

The thing with rigor mortis is almost immortal.

The few weak points are all between the neck.

Either cut off its head or remove its large vertebrae.

The former is for killing by force.

But the difficulty is as high as climbing to the sky.

Although the latter cannot kill with one hit, it can instantly make it lose the ability to move.

As a mountain-moving Taoist, I know more about rigor mortis than anyone else in this world, and I can count them on one hand.

I noticed the sound of breaking through the air behind me.

The bronze-armored corpse reacted instantly.

It's just that the old foreigner's timing was too exquisite, and he shot the arrow at the moment when Yang Fang forced it back and before it could stand firm.

Therefore, even at this moment, it is impossible to avoid it.

All he could do was roar.

Black mist suddenly billowed all over her body, and pieces of bronze armor seemed to condense on Luo Lu's skin.

He clearly planned to use his body of copper skin and iron bones to carry it.

Unfortunately.

It is too proud of its own bronze armor, and it also despises the dragon's shooting bow.

A thousand-year-old demon, the dragon's demon sinews are used as strings, and countless mineral secret gold are used as the bow body. Even every iron arrow is hammered out by the hundreds-foot fire dragon of Shijun Mountain.

It can be said that if you lose one, you will lose one.

How could the bronze armor condensed in a hurry be able to stop this devastating arrow?
click -

The arrow is coming.

First there was a rubbing sound, and then there were bursts of cracking sounds.

The ancient corpse covered with bronze armor was like a broken porcelain statue, its whole body shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

The long arrow broke through the bronze armor and forced its way through the corpse until it penetrated into the vertebrae.

The bronze-armored corpse looked like it had been struck by lightning.

The tall corpse was knocked to the ground by the astonishing force of the arrow.

Finally struggling to raise his head.

That expressionless face, like a stone sculpture, showed a rare hint of pain.

Roars and screams intertwined.

He put his hands around his shoulders and neck, grabbed the iron arrow, and tried to pull it out from the back of his neck.

but……

next moment.

A more intense buzzing sound has broken through the air.

(End of this chapter)