Huang Qi heard the sound from below, and hurriedly broke free from Shi Youwei, covering his mouth and nose and looking at him.
Seeing that the two of them had a pale face and there was no sign of poisoning, Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief. After so many years of tomb robbing, the hidden weapons of the mechanism were easy to deal with, but it was troublesome to encounter poisonous gas.
On the verge of caution, Huang Qi did not ask others to go down, but threw down the oil lamps and slowly illuminated the bottom.
This is a corridor that is five meters wide, three meters high, and is a few meters long. On both sides are lifelike Qin terracotta warriors holding bronze spears. A Qin terracotta warrior near the window has been cut off in half at this time.
Huang Qi squatted on the ground, gently stroked the damaged Qin warriors and said, "You are told to be careful, how dare you cut him with a knife?"
It turned out that when one of the eighth-grade warriors came over with an oil lamp, they were startled by the Qin terracotta warriors wearing armor and holding spears. They thought they were green-haired monsters, so scared that they criticized them with a knife...
The corridor is very long, not only the Qin terracotta warriors, but also the chariots pulled by tall horses. It is roughly estimated that it will cost more than ten thousand.
Shi Youwei said in surprise: "What are you going to do? Could it be that you will expect that Tianhun will return to see the sun again and will regain the country."
Huang Qi shook his head and said, "The First Emperor is a celestial being. What the celestial beings think and worry about is not something that ordinary people like us can understand."
A martial arts master smiled and said, "Maybe it's just to show the wealth of the emperor."
Huang Qi was about to scold the man, but suddenly the eighth-grade warrior who was exploring the way forward exclaimed, and at the same time, the sound of stone walls rubbing.
The warrior flew back frantically and shouted loudly.
"Be careful, there are organs."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the stone walls on both sides of the corridor ahead falling down, and countless bronze spears shot towards everyone.
The buzzing sound was endless, it was the sound of the spear tearing the air.
The spear, which is comparable to the power of a heavy crossbow, roared and overwhelmed. The first one was the two eighth-grade warriors who retreated with oil lamps.
Facing the dense bronze spear, the eighth grade is not enough to see. If you dodge one and block two, you will have to breathe, but obviously the spear like a locust did not give the two warriors a chance.
In just a moment, the two of them became the leaking sieve, and they didn't even have time to scream.
The Grandmaster, who was still talking just now, pulled Huang Qi behind him and at the same time put the thick-back machete across his chest.
Just after doing all this, I saw a bronze spear that had already tore the war horses and chariots not far away in front of me...
Although the thick-backed machete is thick, it is as light as a feather in the hands of the master of martial arts. The machete rolls out and sprinkles a blade of light.
The dense clash of gold and iron echoes in the empty corridor...
The ten martial arts masters who have been through many battles are a force that cannot be underestimated. Those bronze spears that shot from the sky are probably not able to shoot this force.
The last bronze spear was knocked away by a machete on the thick back, piercing through a Qin terracotta warrior next to the corridor that had been loyal to him for almost two thousand years. Then a spark was drawn on the stone wall and disappeared into the darkness...
Shi You hurried forward and held Huang Qi: "Sir, it's okay."
Huang Qi's yellowed face turned a little white at this time, and his skinny body suddenly stood up, and he said with a big laugh: "Small game."
Huang Qi said this, but the foolish face knew that he was talking big. You know, Huang Qi's most famous tomb robbery was just digging the grave of a lonely prince.
Not to mention the prince’s tomb, even if the imperial tomb that I have been building for more than ten years today, compared with the tomb of the First Emperor, it would be a witch and nothing is true.
However, no one will expose Huang Xie. If you have time to pick up others for a short time, it is better to cheer up and stop touching the mechanism and lose your life.
Anyone who does tomb robbers must know some strange skills, otherwise they may turn from tomb robbers to burials.
Huang Xie looked at the dark corridor, wondering how long it would take to walk to many mechanism traps, and couldn't help but say.
"To be safe, we must distance ourselves from the ones who have explored the road ahead. Also, try to step on the footprints of our predecessors and don't touch anything curiously..."
Huang Xie said a lot of things to pay attention to when robbing tombs. The warriors in Tianxia City listened humbly, because no one wanted to die here in a confused way.
Shi Youwei looked at Huang Xie studying the mechanisms in the wall and couldn't help but frown slightly: "This person has a problem with his brain. He must die before he wants to warn everyone."
Two of the eighth-grade warriors died, but it did not affect the exploration. After all, there are many eighth-grade warriors in the team.
Shi Youwei is still very fair as the head of this group of people. Eighth-rank warriors take turns to explore the way. If they are unlucky and lose their lives, they can only blame themselves for being unlucky.
In order not to lose one's life, human potential is endless. So, the eighth-grade warrior who was exploring the way picked up the bronze spear on the ground, and knocked it all the way like the blind man.
A good solution is a good idea, but if you think that this will lead to a safe passage through the corridor, you will not take the wisdom of your predecessors seriously.
The bronze spear hit the stone slab, making a thick pounding sound, and the warrior could clearly feel the recoil force from the spear rod.
The warrior's spear, one or three feet in his hand, kept hitting the stone slabs, and it was dense and fast, and he refused to let an inch of the ground go.
Being cautious can save your life. The warrior thinks very well, but the result may not be very good.
The spear fell again, but the sound of hitting became less thick, as if it was empty under the stone slab. At the same time, the recoil force transmitted from the spear rod was much lighter.
The warrior secretly cried out, and he stepped abruptly to pull back, but suddenly found that the bluestone under his feet was not under force at all...
The master holding a thick-backed machete widened his eyes. He saw the stone slab under his feet exploring the way forward suddenly flipped over, and the man also fell down.
And the man was fine. The moment he fell, he actually crossed the spear in his hand and hung it on the stone slab of the corridor.
He was seeking to live in death, and was about to escape from the sky, but the flipped stone slab hit hard. Everyone heard a scream, and the heavy stone slab returned to its original state, as if no one had ever beaten there.
A martial arts master hurriedly picked up two spears, flew over, and then smashed the bluestone slab with one spear.
But when the master fell down, he turned around and shook his head.
When everyone came to the shattered bluestone slab, they saw the four walls as smooth as a mirror, with a trap several feet deep. But if it were just like this, I think that the eighth-grade warrior would not have lost his life.
There was no sharp blade inserted into the trap, but a pool of dark green liquid. Everyone did not see the warrior's body, but thought that the dark green must be a poisonous thing that cost human life.
One person was reduced again, and the chests of the warriors seemed to be blocked with a big stone, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.
Shiyou smiled and said, "Man dies for money and birds die for food. I think you know how much wealth is in the future. I still remember the promise made by the ancestor when I left, and you will not forget it."
The two sentences expressed all the coercion and temptation. The masters looked at each other and nodded slightly. The middle-aged man holding a thick-backed machete turned around and looked at the hesitant warrior and said.
"I don't need to say more about enjoying the happiness in the city and playing outside the city."
More than thirty martial arts masters bowed their heads one after another. No one dared to say that they would not move forward, and no one was willing to take the risk with their own life.
Just as Shi You raised his eyebrows slightly, a tall and thin man took off the snake-headed bow on his back, smiled and stared at her and said.
"A person who has died twice is willing to take the lead for you. And if you want to take the lead, of course, if there is one," he said.
Shi You smiled slightly: "Mr. Bu Er is both wise and brave, and is worthy of the world's number one sharpshooter. I can promise Mr. Bu Er for the ancestor that no matter whether there is Xuanyuan Bow in the tomb, as long as the world's city is available, it will definitely be given to Mr. Bu Er."
Gong Buer smiled slightly, took the arrow and bent his bow, one arrow, two arrows, three arrows...
A meteor flew over ten feet and was caught by the second arrow, and it exploded into pieces and covered ten feet in a circle. The second arrow flew over twenty feet and was caught by the third arrow again.
Arrow after arrow, the sound of explosion hit the dark darkness in the distance, and it was not until Gong Buer got a hundred feet away to collect the bow and arrow.
The masters couldn't help but be shocked. They only heard that Gong Bu Er's arrows were mastering the gods, but they didn't expect that they were already so terrifying. If they were locked in the dark, they would probably have to be depressed by the master's cultivation.
Gong Buer, who had died twice, has made great efforts in archery techniques, but it is still difficult to shoot and kill those two people. So he took the initiative to ask for participation in this operation and he wanted to get the legendary divine bow. He believed that
, He had confidence that the moment he held the bow, all the masters in the world could shoot and kill them.
The master with a thick-backed machete in his hand, changed his face to smile: "Mr. Bu Er recognizes second, and no one dares to recognize first."
Gong Buer said confidently: "If you have Buer in the following name, you will not be the first one if you think about it."
Fortunately, Tuqi Shi-Zhe Gong was not there, otherwise I would have sneered at it if I didn’t hear this sentence. In Tuqi Shi-Zhe Gong’s eyes, those who are good at shooting in the world will be the one who is good at shooting in the world for his grandfather Tuqi Shi-Zhe Gong.
The thunderbolt bow is not in the tomb, so now there are only shameless praises from all the masters.
A powerful sharpshooter, no one doesn’t like it, no one is not afraid. If you make good friends and bad words, you will hurt others, and you don’t need to teach you how to do it.
I saw Gong Buer smiled slightly, bent down and stretched out his hand: "Please give it to everyone."
Shi You nodded slightly and looked at the eighth-grade warrior behind Gong Buer. The man smiled bitterly in his heart, but he raised his chest and walked forward with the oil lamp.
Shi Youwei fell behind the harem Bu Er one step, staring at Gong Bu Er's back and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was so mean, Shi Youwei is an expert. Gong Bu Er has such skills, but he has to wait until the dead will take action. You
Are all people here fools?
He stood up, but only shot a few arrows. He still had to take the other person first when he turned around. The benefits were all for you, Gong Buer alone. It was not only Shi Youwei who could see it clearly. But no one pointed it out, and even the one who came to the front
OK, you have to sniff the teeth into your stomach.
Who is useful and who is useless is already very clear at this moment. You must know how much you have. Don’t offend someone who doesn’t get the benefits.
The ninth-grade warrior who was leading the way, walked a hundred feet away with his teeth. He was already wet with his back in cold sweat. He turned around and smiled, "Fortunately, I'll do you want to be humiliated. Please shoot a few more arrows..."