Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Wang Pangzi's silence didn't stop the large number of mummies from pouring out of the passage like a tide.

Old Hu didn't even bother to load the bullets and quickly fired two grenades.

"Rumble... Rumble..."

The explosion, accompanied by flames and a shockwave, made everyone feel unbearably hot; everyone except Ji Haobo and Zhang Qilin was drenched in sweat.

But the mummified corpses opposite were like zombies that had smelled blood; they showed no fear, only frantic rushing out.

Nobody knows how they got through that area without paving stones.

Fatty Wang emptied the last of the ammunition belts, and the heavy machine gun was rendered unusable.

After the others finished their magazines, which weren't fully loaded, they quickly emptied the remaining few grenades.

"Rumble... Rumble..."

After the deafening explosion, the opposite side was shrouded in dust. Although he didn't know how many mummies were left, Ji Haobo sensed a terrifying aura.

"Quickly retreat to the back passage. A powerful guy is about to appear. Everyone be careful. Bai Maomao, you and Zhang Menzi, seal off the entrance."

Sure enough, a figure was shrouded in black flames in the dust opposite, and the distorted air made it look somewhat unreal.

All the mummified corpses and dust that approached the black flames vanished quickly and invisibly, leaving the ground dry and cracked wherever they went, a truly terrifying sight.

"Hanba?"

Ji Haobo and Zhang Qilin were taken aback when they saw the strange things happening around the figure.

Old Hu and the others were stunned when they heard this, and then their expressions changed drastically as they exclaimed in surprise.

"What? That's a drought demon? Then why doesn't she have white fur?"

Ji Haobo looked at Himiko, who was indeed not completely dead, and shook his head with a furrowed brow, saying:

"Who knows? Drought demons have always been shrouded in mystery; we've only heard of them but never seen them. We can only speculate, perhaps because they're even more powerful."

Upon hearing that Himiko was more powerful, the white-haired guy seemed to disagree, pointing at his own white fur with a "whimpering" sound, and then showing a fierce expression to the opposite side, as if he was about to go and fight.

Ji Haobo was amused by the little thing and quickly tried to soothe it by coaxing and cajoling it:

"Hehe...Alright, alright, White Fur is one of a kind. The one over there isn't as strong as you, but Master will help you fight it."

Just then, Himiko let out a sharp shriek, and the remaining mummified corpses miraculously began to form a bridge like ants.

Grab the feet in front from behind, and then stack them up in layers to support them in this way.

Himiko herself leaped towards them like a ball of flame.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. Ji Haobo dared not be negligent and immediately unleashed a blade of energy, trying to scatter the dried corpses.

Otherwise, with so many people coming together, he was worried that something might happen to the others, since this thing might actually contain a virus.

But Himiko, this drought demon, was no pushover. In a flash, she appeared in front of the dried corpse, her black flames gathering in her hand as she slapped the blade energy.

"Hiss..."

The black flames and the sword energy condensed from blood and qi came into contact and reacted violently, like water droplets falling into hot oil and exploding and boiling.

Large amounts of black flames and golden blood splattered like sparks, igniting some of the dried corpses behind Himiko.

However, this did not threaten the constructed corpse bridge, because the mummified corpses that were affected jumped directly into the crack below.

However, Ji Haobo had no time to deal with these mummies; Bai Maomao and Zhang Menzi would handle them. His main task was to stop Himiko, the drought demon, and then kill her.

Seeing that the sword energy wasn't working, Ji Haobo flashed forward, his long sword slicing through the air with a whooshing sound as it cleaved down.

After Himiko rose from the dead, no one knew what was going on. In any case, no emotion could be seen in her dark eyes, and it was impossible to guess how much intelligence she possessed.

But it shouldn't be stupid. Facing Ji Bo's long sword slash, it dodged with equal speed and swung its claw-like hands to counterattack.

Ji Haobo, relying on the weapon in his hand, did not dodge or evade and slashed directly at the enemy.

Himiko's speed was incredibly fast; her petite body moved like a ghost, leaving countless afterimages as she dodged the blade.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate, while a large number of mummified corpses came from the other side.

White Fur was already impatient and immediately unleashed a crimson-gold aura as it charged forward.

Zhang Qilin could only defend at the entrance of the passage, while Lao Hu and the others wanted to rush over to help.

But they were worried about the unknown virus, so they could only quickly load the magazines with bullets from behind and provide remote support with firearms.

As the remaining mummies arrived, no fewer than three hundred of them crowded onto the platform at the entrance.

The yin energy they emitted merged together, rising like black flames, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.

It greatly suppressed Ji Haobo's blood and qi, as well as Bai Maomao's crimson-gold aura.

Even more terrifying is that Himiko can incorporate her own black aura into it and then unleash it to launch an attack.

In an instant, Ji Haobo felt as if he were facing a raging storm, with black flames crashing down one after another like waves.

White Hair is like someone who has fallen into a vast ocean, and may be drowned and swept to the bottom at any moment.

At the entrance of the passage, Zhang Menzi unleashed his qi and blood, his crimson flames resisting wave after wave of black flames, though it seemed somewhat difficult.

Those behind were horrified by the terrifying scene, and Wu Xie was even more stunned and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Damn it, Himiko unleashed a powerful attack without warning! What are we going to do?!"

"Ning, will Bo be alright? Is he in danger?"

Seeing this attack, which resembled a forbidden spell, Laura anxiously pulled Ah Ning aside and asked her with great concern.

"It's alright, you have to believe in Haobo, he's invincible."

It would be a lie to say that Ah Ning wasn't worried, but she believed that Ji Haobo would be alright; after all, he was someone who could summon a dragon.

"That's right! That's right! That Himiko dared to use her ultimate move, so why doesn't Master Bo have one?"

On the other side, seeing that Bai Maomao and Zhang Menzi probably wouldn't be able to hold out for long, Ji Haobo quickly put away his long sword and unleashed his inner energy, which surged towards the Yinglong tattoo.

Suddenly, an invisible, terrifying pressure appeared, spreading outwards like an abyss or a prison.

A golden halo shone behind him, and the surrounding black flames seemed to freeze in time.

"Roar…"

A powerful and domineering dragon roar resounded, and a golden phantom of a dragon flew out from Ji Haobo's body and grew longer in the wind;

In the blink of an eye, a giant dragon, over ten meters long, coiled around the top of the cave space, which was over ten meters high.

Its extremely strong and yang aura, like the sun shining brightly, visibly extinguished the black flames.

Then, it crouched down and swam on the platform at the entrance, opened its mouth and bit Himiko, golden flames enveloping and burning her.

Faced with this extremely powerful and yang aura, Himiko was completely unable to resist effectively. She could only desperately unleash her black flames to defend herself, but the result was predictable.

As for the mummies, they were mostly wiped out when Yinglong bent down to swim, and the remaining ones were killed by the angry white-haired creature.