Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 112 Gu Skill Competition
  "What? Is it true? We won't know until we try it. I heard that the master is a famous head-dressing master in Siam. I just want to ask for advice."

Wang Ye said with a pure and sincere smile.

When Uncle Ming heard the smell of gunpowder, although he said that harmony makes money and anger makes money, he just said it and had no intention of stopping it.

Wang Ye knew in his heart that Uncle Ming wanted to test the details of several people.

Wang Ye, Hu Bayi and others insisted on taking technical shares and refused to exchange the Legalist Corpse Suppressing Bronze Mirror. Even if there really was the Faqiu Tianguan Seal, it would be impossible to exchange it.

In addition, blind man Chen blew a few people too hard back then.

If Wang Ye and others are really capable, Uncle Ming can choose to go to Tibet with Wang Ye and others.

Everyone gets what they need.

On Wang Ye's side, first of all, Cha Guai Azan is not pleasing to the eye, and secondly, there are multiple people who have a greater impact on the plot~.

With the addition of Wang Ye, the plot will change a lot.

If there are more surrender masters, who knows where the original world line will be distorted.

Chachai Azan had already been eager to give it a try. Seeing Uncle Ming's performance, an excited look flashed across his face.

Uncle Ming also felt a little regretful at this moment, "It is better to put peace first. Don't cause any harm to anyone. I guess it's Siam's first-class black-clothed surrender master. You still have to be careful."

As soon as Uncle Ming finished speaking, Chachai had already taken a puff of cigarette and sprayed it directly towards Wang Ye.

After the smoke was sprayed out from the mouth, it condensed and turned into the shape of a human head and skull, looking fierce and evil.

The air was filled with the sound of roaring spirits.

Poisonous smoke descends!
  Uncle Ming's eyes immediately narrowed.

Chachai tried his best when he took action.

The drop of poisonous smoke can also be regarded as Cha Guess' special skill.

Wang Ye's smile did not diminish.

Playing with poison?
  That's really like meeting your ancestors.

Wang Ye stretched out his left hand and fanned it a few times to check the smoke coming out.

"You can't handle Nanyang cigarettes, so you might as well smoke mine."

When Uncle Ming saw Wang Ye reaching out to touch the smoke, he just said that Wang Ye was young and inexperienced and didn't know how powerful he was, so he immediately went to remind him.

Chachai also had a look of excitement in his eyes, feeling that the mainland guy in front of him didn't know whether to live or die.

But the next second, Uncle Ming sat down.

Chachai's eyes were filled with shock.

Wang Ye waved his left hand. According to Cha Guess' experience, the poisonous smoke would wrap around Wang Ye's left arm.

Then a unique skull pattern will be corroded, and corpse oil will continue to seep from it.

People who are poisoned by the poisonous smoke will suffer abnormally, and the wounds will continue to spread and fester and cannot heal.

If there is no Jiangtou division to surrender, he will die in pain and wailing within three days.

But Chachai's poisonous smoke was dispersed by Wang Ye's left hand with such a slap.

Gone, gone.

Not a trace of smoke remained.

Wang Ye looked at the dragon shadow on his palm, as if saying two words: That's it?

Uncle Ming also narrowed his eyes and sat down slowly.

Wang Ye took a big stick from Fatty Wang, lit it, and sprayed it on Chachai.

Wang Ye has no skills at all when it comes to trolling.

The smoke has no fancy shapes.

Like a sharp arrow, it is very fast.

He sprayed it all over Chachai's face.

Chachai didn't even have time to hide.

Just when he was about to get angry, Chachai suddenly felt dizzy and then felt like there were countless little bugs crawling inside his body.

Wang Ye grinned.

What a coincidence. This isn't it.

Cha Guai used poisonous smoke to drop poison, and Wang Ye also knew how to use smoke poison.

Wang Ye's smoke poison is much more sinister than ordinary poison.

Mainly because it was strengthened too many times with poison essence, and the damage was overflowing.

Chachai began to take out several bottles and jars from his body.

After opening it, drink it into your stomach and apply it on yourself to draw charms on yourself.

This was the first time that Uncle Ming was so excited when he saw Chachai. He had obviously taken out everything from the bottom of the box.

Wang Ye was not in a hurry. He had a pure smile on his face and watched everything slowly. After Chachai had been busy for a long time, his face became darker and darker. The Siamese who were already quite dark were now almost like those from Africa.

There was sweat all over his forehead, like pouring water, dripping down.

But it was still useless.

The pain on Chachai's body became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but groan.

"If you can't help but shout out, I can try the Heavenly Official Talisman."

Wang Ye said with concern.

Chachai still didn't give up. He bit the tip of his tongue, stained it with blood, and put a strange symbol on his heart.

The symbol drawn with blood flashed a red light, and then completely disappeared, leaving several small wounds on the heart.

Chachai's face softened for a moment, and then turned ashen again.

It turned out that some bugs actually crawled out of the wound.

Two of the larger ones crawled out and fell onto the table, turning into pupae in the blink of an eye.

Then in front of everyone, a moth with a dead head on its gray wings emerged from the pupa and flew away.

Uncle Ming and Chachai were both frightened.

Wang Ye had a wicked smile on his face.

In addition to smoke Gu, Wang Ye also added some ingredients to Chachai.

Corpse moth Gu.

If Chachai didn't leave a big enough psychological shadow today to make him afraid to step into the mainland again in his life, Wang Ye felt that he hadn't done enough.

Chachai stood up and tried his best to remove the bugs that had emerged from his wounds.

As a result, one was removed and ten were drilled out.

For a moment, his hands were covered with blood, and insects were popping out of the wounds.

After a minute or two, Chachai's face was as white as snow, like a ball of donkey dung beaten by frost. He looked at Wang Ye and knelt down with a pop.

Wang Ye and Hu Ba, who had a big gold tooth behind him, were both shocked.

King Hu Bayi and Fatty Jinya were all people who grew up in that era. Their knees were so hard that even the King of Heaven would not kneel even when he came.

Wang Ye has never experienced this before and is quite unaccustomed to it.

"Well, that's not necessary. I just want to give everyone a try to make Qiu Tianguan Seal. You should get up first."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, he took out the red copper Tianguan Seal, dipped it in the sealing mud, and printed it directly on Chachai's wound.

Suddenly bursts of green smoke came out of Chachai's wound.

The expression on Chachai's face was extremely painful, and his facial features were distorted, as if they had been burned by a red-hot iron.

About five minutes passed, and when Chachai was about to collapse, Wang Ye nodded, "Okay, that's all."

Chachai looked down and found that the wound on his chest had healed, not even a scar was left.

The severe pain in my body had also disappeared, as if the experience just now was a dream.

Wang Ye didn't stop talking, "Actually, the main function of the Tianguan Seal is to suppress corpses and exorcise evil spirits, and to break the head-lowering technique, etc., they are just small means."

Uncle Ming took a breath after hearing this.

Siam's famous black-clad master was almost killed, or was it a small trick?

Uncle Ming suddenly thought that the reason why Wang Ye completely suppressed Chacai was because of the Tianguan Seal.

Wang Ye is too young, even Uncle Ming cannot convince himself that he is an expert.

Tianguan Yin is very convincing.

Wang Ye said this exactly to Uncle Ming.

Chachai was still a little dizzy.

Wang Ye said it would be fine.

But ghosts don’t know if there are those horrible bugs in their bodies.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he quickly excused himself as feeling unwell and left.

Wang Ye knew that Chachai would never appear again.

They would never even dare to cross the border.

Uncle Ming had now seen Wang Ye's strength. As soon as he rolled his eyes, the conversation immediately changed.

"Oh, I've told you a long time ago that our team entering Tibet needs professionals. Since you are going, that's the best thing."

"Let's make an agreement first. After entering the mountain, each of our two teams will own half of the weapons in the nine-story demon tower. The glacier crystal corpse will be mine. I will provide all the equipment and other equipment."

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