Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Just as they were stunned, a sharp, sinister voice rang out.

"You brat, how dare you interfere in the Huang family's affairs and kill more than a dozen of my clansmen! Today, I will extract your soul and refine your spirit, leaving you with no place to bury your body!"

These threatening words came from the old woman herself. Although they were a little strange, everyone understood them.

Ji Haobo rubbed his nose and gave a disdainful sneer.

"Hey! You old hag, you're really arrogant. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

They're nothing but a bunch of beasts, yet they dare to call themselves the Huang family when they're all together?

This is utterly absurd! If you want me dead, then bring it on!

His insulting words and disdainful attitude enraged the old woman.

"You brat, how dare you disrespect the Huang family! You're dead...you're dead...you..."

"boom"

Just as the old woman was shouting furiously, a gunshot suddenly rang out, breaking the darkness and echoing throughout the entire camp.

Under the watchful eyes of the group, as the gunshot rang out, a hole appeared in the old woman's chest, and a muffled groan of pain followed.

"Ah... Damn it, you... You're even more cunning and shameless than the Hu family."

And you damned hunters, you killed my child who was seeking a title a few days ago, you'll all die today!

"Hahahaha... A beast is a beast, you can only blame yourself for being stupid."

Ji Haobo laughed dismissively, now feeling relieved.

Because he had just pretended to rub his nose, but was actually covering up the shape of his mouth;

Whisper to Yingzi to shoot her in the back, to test the weasel first, to see if she really is a monster.

After firing the first shot, he discovered the problem: the old woman was actually a paper doll, and the weasel was probably hiding inside.

"Die! The vengeful ghost is demanding my life!"

As the shrill sound rang out, a large cloud of smoke appeared out of thin air and enveloped the old woman;

At the same time, a cold wind suddenly blew up, causing the smoke to spread in all directions. In the hazy smoke, dark shadows drifted around.

"Hehehe... You lot, and that family, you're all going to die tonight."

Soon, the dark figures emerged from the smoke; they were all pale-faced, with distorted expressions and filled with resentment.

They were surrounded by black mist, exuding a chilling aura, and their bodies swayed erratically on tiptoe, as if they had no weight at all.

"boom"

Yingzi nervously fired a shot, but the bullet passed right through the figures and had no effect.

"Ah! Brother Bo... Brother Bo, this... this really is a ghost, what... what should we do?"

Yingzi's voice trembled, and even Lao Hu's hand holding the flashlight was shaking uncontrollably;

Not to mention that Fatty Wang was panting more heavily than an ox, clearly indicating that he was also extremely frightened.

"Hehehe, you damned hunters, muskets are useless against vengeful ghosts. Now let's see how you die..."

"Hey! You beast, don't be so smug. A mere bunch of ghosts trying to cause trouble? You're dreaming!"

Ji Haobo wasn't afraid at all; on the contrary, his eyes lit up with excitement.

He felt that these things might be the source of gacha pulls, and if he eliminated them all, he could probably get quite a lot.

"Old Hu, change the lights."

He then used the long knife in his hand to cut a gash in his left palm, and the blood instantly stained the blade red.

At this point, Lao Hu had switched the flashlight from white light to ultraviolet light.

Under the purple light, the ghosts immediately developed burn marks on their bodies, and faint wisps of smoke rose from them.

However, they seemed fearless and continued to drift towards the group.

"Be on guard, don't let the weasels sneak up on you. I'm going to kill those evil spirits."

Ji Haobo gave a few instructions, then picked up his blood-stained longsword and rushed out in one stride.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived beside the foremost ghost, his long sword sweeping across the battlefield, instantly slicing through the ghost's chest and abdomen.

There's virtually no resistance in the hand; it's as smooth as cutting butter with a hot knife.

The ghost was severed in two, smoke rising from the cut in its chest and abdomen, before its body turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared without leaving a trace.

When Ji Haobo saw that the long sword was smeared with blood, he knew it could indeed kill the Yin spirits, and he felt relieved.

Actually, he wasn't very confident about this method, but he seemed to have seen this move in a movie from his previous life, and there was also a certain expressionless man who often used bloodletting in this way.

So he followed suit and found that, as expected, handsome guys don't lie to handsome guys; apart from a little pain, the effect was very good.

"Hahahaha... Come on, come on, all you damned ghosts who want to take lives, you all have to die!"

After Ji Haobo killed that vengeful spirit, he glanced at the mirror and realized that he had indeed gained twenty draw points.

There are at least thirty to fifty ghosts here. If they were all killed, that would be a lot of gacha pulls (forgive him for not being able to count them all!).

"Twenty, twenty, twenty..."

The three people at the door watched as Master Bo (Brother) moved like a dragon, his long sword leaving afterimages as he fought his way in and out of a group of ghosts.

"Old Hu, Master Bo's martial arts skills are amazing! His fight scenes are even more exciting than those in the movies."

That so-called vengeful ghost was no match for him; he was like a piece of cake. I just don't understand what he meant by shouting "twenty."

"Yes! It's actually quite exciting, every strike is deadly, unlike those so-called martial arts masters who just jump around and do nothing."

As for Bo Ye shouting "twenty," I guess he probably meant he wanted to fight twenty people.

"That makes sense, but there seem to be more than twenty ghosts!"

"That's not important. Bo is just being modest. Do you even understand the concept of modesty? Actually, I think he could take on sixty of them."

"No, I think Brother Bo could take on a whole group."

Yingzi's sudden voice startled Lao Hu and Wang Pangzi. They exchanged a glance, chuckled, and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, Yingzi is right, your Bo-ge is invincible, hehe!"

Putting aside their nonsense, after Ji Haobo had killed more than a dozen Yin spirits, his long sword suddenly sliced ​​through one of them as if it were passing through thin air.

His expression changed instantly, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. Sure enough, the Yin was unharmed, and a pair of pale hands, carrying a chilling aura, came toward his neck.

Although Ji Haobo tried his best to dodge, the situation was too unexpected and his shoulder was still grabbed. Instantly, a chill made half of his body go numb.

However, his internal martial arts had reached the level of Huajin, and his shoulder trembled instinctively, causing a burst of energy to erupt.

Not only did it shake off the ghost's hand, but a warm current also surged through it, and the numbness in my shoulder disappeared instantly.

Ji Haobo pushed off with his feet, his figure shifting several times to dodge the approaching ghosts. His gaze swept over the long sword, and he noticed that the bloodstains on it had disappeared.

He immediately realized that the accident had occurred because the blood he had applied had been completely used up.

After understanding the cause, he immediately squeezed out blood and applied it to the long knife before the wound on his left hand had scabbed over.

As he charged at the ghosts again, the old woman, who hadn't appeared for a long time, reappeared.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you, a junior, to be a martial artist, with such abundant qi and blood. But let's see how long you can last. Attack us all at once!"