Ji Qishui and Bai Fengyuan, who were watching from a distance, were almost beaten to pieces by the coffin board.
A bronze withered hand stretched out from the boulder. The corpse spots on the arm were covered with green flowers. It looked like it was made of bronze. The nails were twisted into spiral shapes, like horns. It stretched out its hand to support the edge of the coffin.
He seemed to be standing up.
Seeing that hand, everyone felt that the hairs all over their bodies stood up. They lay on the body and grabbed the feathers of the birds with all their strength, fearing that they would fall back into the coffin and be trampled into pulp by the giant corpse.
Then the corpse stood up as expected. The wild wolf was already unsteady and almost fell down. He hurriedly crawled forward and followed Lao Zhou's example and grabbed the body of the male corpse.
This time he was really dead. The bronze dragon coffin was on Lao Zhou's head. As soon as the giant corpse stood up, the dragon coffin fell down. I am afraid that this scholar has never experienced such a terrifying thing in his life. He screamed.
, thinking that he and the wild wolf would definitely be smashed down by the dragon coffin. Unexpectedly, the dragon coffin fell halfway with a bang, and the bronze chain on it suddenly stretched straight, and a large group of green patina burst out from the whole chain.
Lao Zhou was left behind.
The archaeologist felt that something was wrong. Wasn't the bronze chain on the dragon coffin broken by a wild wolf's shot? After a closer look, there was actually a thick dragon rope attached to the bottom of the dragon coffin.
, hung on the waist of the male corpse!
What exactly is in this dragon coffin, and why are there so many chains locked on it?
Lao Zhou was so frightened that he couldn't help but become extremely curious about the contents of the coffin.
After the male corpse stood up from the coffin, he grabbed the hanging bronze chain with his thick hands, and it looked like he was really going to climb up.
Everyone suddenly remembered what Ye Lang had just said. When the antlers blow, the Ice Thunder King's soul will break through the sea of stars and ascend to heaven through the Babel Sacrifice Tower and become a god!
If those two people were hanging on his body, wouldn't they be ascending to heaven with him?
Just as he was thinking this, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from above Lao Zhou's head. When he looked up, it turned out that it was Tie He and the others who were shooting down the gap where the two men fell down with their submachine guns!
Everyone in Long Domain was really desperate for their lives. Facing such a terrifying monster, instead of avoiding it, they attacked frantically.
The huge male corpse was hit by bullets and couldn't climb up for a while, but he became furious!
Rage is an emotion, and only things with emotions can have such emotions. As a scholar, he has always believed that corpse fraud is actually a kinetic reaction of bioelectricity in the corpse, and there is no possibility of emotions!
However, the huge male corpse grabbed the iron chain and suddenly stretched out his arm. The thick arm suddenly doubled the size of the hole! He reached out and grabbed a Qizhen Pavilion clerk who was following.
His strength was immeasurable. He almost crushed the guy to pieces the moment he caught him!
Just like someone crushing a caterpillar to death, the guy didn't even scream, his whole body was crushed, and blood splashed far away from the gap between the man's huge fingers, like a high-pressure water gun spraying out.
The giant corpse crawled upwards, causing a large area of the dome to collapse, causing bricks and stones to fall down like rain. Even though the bronze dragon coffin above the head blocked most of the falling bricks and stones, everyone was still hit with bloody heads.
flow.
The giant corpse grabbed the bronze chain and climbed quickly. The ground corroded by the flowing water of the bacteria could not withstand his digging, causing a large area of the dome to collapse. Bai Fengyuan and Ji Qishui had long since disappeared.
The remaining ones, Lao Zhou and Wild Wolf, who were still near the coffin, clung to the giant corpse.
Everyone was quickly taken out of the ground by the giant corpse, and countless bronze chains jingled as he pulled them.
This time, Lao Zhou was able to see the entire underground sacrificial tower clearly. It was a huge tower-like building like a chimney. Looking from the bottom up, it looked like a whirlpool rolling down, and it looked like it was going in circles.
Just like the Shinto in Ice and Thunder Legend!
Half of the giant corpse's body had already emerged from the ground, and Lao Zhou followed suit. When Tie He saw Lao Zhou and the wild wolf being taken out of the ground by the giant corpse, he immediately shouted: "Jump!"
He was afraid of making a hole in the ground again and fell down, so he hesitated a little. He saw that the wild wolf had already jumped up, rolled to Lao Zhou's side, grabbed the schoolbag he was carrying, and shouted loudly: "If you don't drink, you will be punished."
Wine, I’ll blow you up to death!”
The wild wolf said, took out the TNT from his bag, and was about to throw it towards the giant corpse.
"Can't blow up!" Ji Qishui and Bai Fengyuan climbed out from the wall on the other side.
"Why can't it be exploded?" Tie He's eyes were already red. This time, almost none of his brothers were left. Now, looking at this giant ice and thunder corpse, it is almost the same as the enemy who killed his father.
"The foundation below is rotten. If it explodes like this, the sacrificial tower will probably collapse 100%, and we will all have to finish playing..."
Seeing Tie He's hesitation, the wild wolf grabbed the TNT and cursed: "If we can't get the ice thunder worms, the boss's life will be lost. If we don't blow it up, if we don't blow it up and there will be no ice thunder bugs, all the brothers' sacrifices will be in vain."
As he said that, he threw the tnt towards the climbing giant corpse, took out another gun, pointed it at the tnt and shot it.
Lao Zhou was so frightened that he yelled, "The wild wolf did this because he wanted him dead!"
Before he could greet the eighteenth generation of the wild wolf's ancestors, TNT had been detonated by an unknown bullet. He was very close to the explosion circle at this time, and he was hit by the actual attack, and the whole thing was blown up.
The shock wave of the explosion was blasted out at once, and before he could realize what was happening as he pulled the feather coat from the giant corpse, the whole body was blasted back into the coffin like a cannonball.
Lao Zhou had finished thinking. He was dead now. There were no more layers of tomb bricks below him to slow down, and there was no coffin cover as high as ten meters below to shorten the distance for him. He was about to reach the end of the twenty-meter-high coffin.
Accelerating the free fall, falling to the ground and still being completely intact is considered a blessing from God.
I fell on my back and fell. This time, Lao Zhou was hit so hard that he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood spurted out like a fountain. Then I miraculously survived! I didn’t die!?
He himself was confused. Could it be that he had been free-falling too many times, and that he had lost both experience and antibodies? Was he just like the superheroes in American blockbusters, who had awakened special powers?
The whole person was in a daze, and the mouth of the beaten old Zhou was already full of blood.
The fact that he didn't die just made him feel completely confused.
No way? Even if what saved him was the thick layer of feathers and animal skins that the owner of the tomb laid inside the coffin bed, it would have rotted away in a thousand years. How could it still be so soft?
He subconsciously grabbed it and found that inside the coffin was a lot of delicate skin stained with feathers, which looked densely packed like snake skin!
Old Zhou never expected that the person who saved his life would be the corpse of the owner of the tomb!
What is corpse slough? Corpse slough is the skin shed by the dead body in the coffin, absorbing the yin energy in the tomb, and gradually rejuvenating like a snake. With each layer of skin shed, the owner of the corpse becomes a few years younger.
The owner of this tomb has been dead for more than two thousand years. Naturally, there are countless pieces of skin that have fallen off.
He vomited when he got up. He didn't expect that he was not killed by the bomb, nor did he fall to death. Would he eventually die of nausea in this ten-meter-high coffin?