Chapter 2113 (1/2)

Wang Qian nodded to Nie Xiaodie. ”Go

Then they followed the path of the tomb all the way down.

On both sides of the wall are all ancient green bricks, namely tomb bricks.

This kind of tomb brick is fixed by iron bars.

The gap is sealed with iron slurry, which is airtight.

”Brother Qian, this time we are back! Ha ha Monk is walking in the middle of the tomb, swaggering.

All of a sudden.

The monk directly stepped on a mechanism in the graveway.

A tile suddenly sagged.

Master Songqing quickly yelled: ”be careful!”

However, the monk didn't respond at all.

Whoosh, whoosh!

I saw small holes protruding from the center of the bricks.

A series of terrible flying arrows shot out from the small holes.

Close this guy and stand still.

Those flying arrows shot at the monk, jingling down.

Master Songqing, Han Feilin just remembered that these people are all true practitioners.

For them, the ordinary tomb organ is just like a household.

At the thought of this, people's nervous mood can't help easing a little.

”That's it?”

The monk didn't care at all. He was jumping wildly on every brick.

Then fire arrows, sulphuric acid water or all kinds of terror organs were shot from time to time around the tomb passage.

There was even a blade sticking out of the passage.

However, the monk didn't care at all. He blocked those mechanisms with his own flesh.

Li Qingxuan was surprised to see this scene.

Is this the sharpness of practitioners? He is still an apprentice of master Songqing, and master Songqing only taught some superficial things.

The monk is in front of the road, and Wang Qian will let this guy perform and follow the monk all the way forward.

When he came out of the tomb, he saw a dark hall.

”Well? This ancient tomb's Ming Palace is really big, with a total area of thousands of square meters! ” Master Songqing exclaimed.

In the middle of the hell hall, there are lots of coffins.

Each coffin is of different ages.

The biggest difference between the two coffins was thousands of years ago.

”This is...” When the monk saw this, he could not help touching his bald head.

Although Nie Qian frowned, the smell of Wang Dan was still fresh.

”Why is this place so evil?” Master Songqing's face was puzzled. He had never seen such a tomb.

The monk is a disappointment.

”What the hell?! Brother Qian Er, there is nothing in this coffin but the dead! ”

The monk has already opened a coffin.

There was no funerary objects in the coffin, only a dried corpse inside.

Wang Qian shook his head slightly. ”This is just a peripheral scene. Let's go in and have a look.”

When they heard Wang Qian's words, they nodded.

Then he crossed the hall full of coffins and walked forward. There was still a corridor behind these coffins. If ordinary people saw so many coffins here, how could they have the courage to walk.

But Wang Qian, who are they? They are practitioners.