Urban: I have a new identity every week

Before he could speak, the ghoul who heard his voice suddenly turned around and rushed towards him. Fatty Mei immediately held his breath again and stood motionless on the spot.

Seeing this, the others all learned exactly the same, holding their breath and concentrating, leaning against the wall of the tomb passage, motionless.

A group of ghouls in the same place seemed to have lost their direction, looking here and there, wandering here and there.

Seeing this, everyone was relieved.

Now that the weakness of these ghouls has been found, it will be much easier to deal with.

Looking at a ghoul with his back turned to him, Su Xun raised the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand, and slashed at his neck.

"Thorn-"

There was no blood, and the ghoul's neck fell to the ground like a severed branch, and the corpse fell to the ground immediately.

Su Xun quickly held his breath again, so that the ghouls who heard the sound and smelled the breath rushing towards him were nowhere to be found.

In this way, everyone worked together, and after a lot of effort, they finally chopped off all the heads of these ghouls.

The tomb passage has been completely filled with ghouls whose bodies and heads have been separated, but there is not a drop of blood on the ground, because these ghouls have no blood in their bodies.

"hu~hu~"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and breathed greedily.

"Go ahead, be vigilant, we don't know what else is waiting for us."

After resting for a while, Cao Yuanzheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

After all, I am old, and I have never encountered so many evil spirits before going to the tomb. After a fight, my physical strength was a bit seriously overdrawn.

But the more dangerous it is, the more precious the things in the tomb are.

Cao Yuanzheng's heart was full of enthusiasm. He was old, but he didn't want to die yet. He firmly believed that there must be an immortal medicine in Liu An's tomb, and he wanted to live forever!

The old men Pan and Pang who came with him also had similar ideas, because the older they get, the less they want to die.

Only by feeling the passing of life can we appreciate the value of being alive.

A group of people continued to move forward, and Su Xun and Fatty Mei walked among the crowd, because it was more dangerous to walk in the front and back.

The rest of the road was full of curves, with seven turns and eight turns. Finally, everyone saw the straight road.

"It stinks, there's something in front."

The farther you go, the stronger the stench that everyone smells.

Old Man Pan said with a sullen face, "It's the smell of rotting corpses."

Hearing this, everyone secretly raised their vigilance and slowed down their pace.

After walking for about 5 minutes, it suddenly became clear that there was a big deep pit ahead.

The scene in the pit made everyone gasp.

I saw that it was full of white bones, stumps and broken arms. At a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of human bones in this pit.

"A mass grave."

Cao Yuanzheng spit out three words with a serious face.

A mass grave, as the name suggests, is where at least tens of thousands of living people died.

In ancient times, there was a tradition of burying living people, but Liu An actually murdered tens of thousands of living people here, which makes one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

Suddenly, visible to the naked eye, a large black mist rose from the mass grave.

Countless grimaces neighed in the black mist, with ferocious faces, fangs and claws, and scarlet eyes.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The eerie and piercing sound is mind-blowing.

"These are resentful souls who were murdered. Thousands of years have passed, and those who remain have become resentful ghosts."

Old Man Pan's face was solemn, and his tone was low and serious.

"Can it be solved?" Cao Yuanzheng asked.

Old Man Pan took a deep breath: "I'm not sure either, let's try."

After finishing speaking, he took out a copper coin sword, grabbed a few talisman papers and threw them out.

The talisman flew to different corners of the mass grave in an instant, like a gossip.

Old man Pan held a copper coin sword, with the wind blowing from his feet, he chanted a mantra: "Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, extensively cultivated for billions of kalpas, proving my supernatural powers, inside and outside the Three Realms... urgent as a law!"

After the words fell, the copper coin sword flew out of his hand and flew into the middle of the mass grave, stabbing directly.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

As the copper coin and sword fell, the talisman paper around the mass grave erupted with golden light at the same time, and the golden light flickered in the mass grave for a moment, like a net blocking the mass grave.

Those evil spirits kept struggling and screaming under the golden light.

"The Golden Light Curse has been improved by himself." Fatty Mei narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Old Man Pan who cast the spell.

Old man Pan stepped on the gossip step, pinched a few hands, and a piece of talisman flew into the pit: "Go!"

boom!

The golden light on the mass grave was blocked, and there was no fire in the mass grave and spontaneous combustion.

"what!"

Those evil spirits wailed in the flames, and they were all burned up in the end.

Seeing that these evil spirits were dealt with so easily, everyone was overjoyed.

"Old Pan, this move of yours is eye-opening!"

Old man Pang praised old man Pan.

Old Man Pan was also a little complacent, wiped the sweat off his face, and said modestly: "It's also fortunate that those evil spirits didn't rush out of the mass grave to attack us, otherwise it would be difficult."

"Usually there are secret doors in this kind of place, so we should look for them separately," Cao Yuanzheng said.

"Boom--"

Just when everyone was about to find the secret door, the mass grave suddenly shook violently.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 228

"what happened!"

There was a sudden violent shaking in the mass grave, and everyone's face changed drastically, and they clung to the wall to stabilize their bodies.

"There's something coming out of the bottom."

Old man Pang pointed at the mass grave and exclaimed.

Old man Pan pinched his hands a few times, wanting to take back his copper coin sword.

After all, magic artifacts are becoming more and more difficult to find now, but they were passed down from his ancestors.

"boom--"

Suddenly, there was a burst of golden light on his copper coin sword, and then it was directly broken, and the copper coins were scattered everywhere.

"My sword!"

Old Boss Pan's eyes were tearing apart. If someone hadn't pulled him, he might have jumped into a mass grave.

"boom!"

A coffin flew out of countless bones, and then the coffin was shaken to pieces, and a figure appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a man in ancient battle armor. At this time, the man's hair had fallen out, leaving only a bald head.

The skin is blue, the face is wrinkled, the eyes are scarlet, and the two fangs are exposed.

Obviously, it's a zombie.

"No wonder those evil spirits didn't dare to rush out of the mass grave to attack us just now. It turns out that this thing is still buried underneath." Gui Laoqi swallowed and stammered.

Cao Yuanzheng said in a deep voice: "This is not a mass grave at all, it's a place to raise corpses. Thousands of people are killed in a pit to gather their yin energy, just to raise this corpse."

"It doesn't matter whether Tama is a mass grave or a corpse raising place, what should we do now." Second Master Chen said angrily, he regretted it to death now.

As soon as he arrived at Liujiatun, he was arrested by a group of soldiers, and his apprentices and relatives were all held hostage. Now the things he met just after leaving the tomb became more and more fierce.

I knew he shouldn't have come!

Cao Yuanzheng said coldly: "At this point, besides resisting, what else do you want to do? Do you think you can outrun this thousand-year-old zombie?"

"Sure enough." At this moment, the zombie in the mass grave spoke.

No one was surprised.

After all, for more than 2000 years, a demon can take shape, let alone a zombie that has been supported by Yin Qi for more than 2000 years.

The zombie twisted its neck mechanically, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's the luck of your three lives to call my king back with your mouse soul."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were cloudy and uncertain, and there was a feeling of being calculated in their hearts.

However, the zombies didn't give them any more time to think. With a kick, their bodies burst out instantly, and they went straight to Old Man Pan who was the closest to them.

"Careful! Shoot him!"

While Su Xun was speaking, he had already pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger on the zombie.

Everyone else also pulled out their guns.

"Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang..."

All of a sudden, gunfire erupted from the mass grave in Nuoda. Hundreds of bullets hit the zombies, and blood flowed out from a single hole.

The zombie was forcefully forced back into the mass grave, but he just lowered his head and touched the blood flowing from the single hole in his chest, then looked at Su Xun: "What is this?"

This thing has a strange shape, although it cannot kill him, it can hurt him, and its power is impressive, which is simply unheard of.

Su Xun's complexion was worse than eating a dead fly. He felt like he was being ridiculed. He didn't expect that hundreds of bullets would be like tickling this thousand-year-old corpse.

Using a grenade should work, but in this enclosed space, it's easy to blow them up too.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Then the next second the zombie jumped up, this time his target was Su Xun.

"Brother be careful!"

Fatty Mei turned pale with shock.

Su Xun threw the gun out, and just about to grab the Demon Suppressing Sword, he felt a pain in his chest, and his body flew upside down.

"Pfft-"

Su Xun vomited blood, smashed his body against the wall, and yelled at Cao Yuanzheng and the others: "What are you still doing, if you don't join forces to resist, we will all die."

Hearing this, Cao Yuanzheng and others took action to stop the zombies approaching Su Xun.

Su Xun rubbed his chest and staggered up from the ground.

"Brother, sword."

Fatty Mei yelled and threw the Zhenyao Sword over, Su Xun raised his hand to catch it.

Seeing the zombie fighting with Cao Yuanzheng and the others but not losing the slightest bit, Su Xun gritted his teeth and charged forward with his sword.

At the same time, several people were blown out by zombies.

The sword was like a cold light, straight for the zombie's throat.

The zombie raised his hand to grab the Demon Suppressing Sword, and then the Demon Suppressing Sword emitted a burst of golden light, and the zombie let go instantly, his palm was already burned.

Taking advantage of this moment, Gui Laoqi and Wang Mazi jumped up and kicked out at the same time.

"Bang!"

The zombie was kicked back into the mass grave and smashed into it, smashing a lot of bones, but it only stood up again in an instant.