Otherworldly Merchant

The three of us suddenly stunned, Master Phoenix manipulated the little fireball and looked back at it. Only a bright red shadow flew in the sky, shaped like a red cloud all over the corridor.

It's a bat!

Bloody red bats, sweeping through the sky! Very fast, almost in between blinks, just over a dozen meters from us.

These bats are thousands big and small, each bright and dripping, revealing two pointed long teeth, squeaking and flapping their wings at us.

This... isn't that the bat statue we saw on the stone wall after we walked past the bone pile?

How did it all suddenly come back to life?

If this bat rushes into front of us, in a matter of minutes, the three of us will be sucked to death alive!

“Hatsumomo, find a way to break the door, I'll stop you later!” When Master Feng finished, the folding fan opened.

A small fireball shone in front of her suddenly zoomed in and swooped toward the bat herd.

In the squeak, countless bats were burned into large and small groups of fire, banging against walls and landing on the ground.

But the fire was not extinguished, and a new bat emerged from the rolling smoke and rushed up with a scream.

Master Feng dared not carelessly, hurriedly summoned the second fireball!

This is like the scene of a joint battle against a bloody corpse in front of the gates of the mosquitoes. I immediately took a step forward and stood beside Master Phoenix to protect him from attack.

Boo!

A bat the size of a human head, two large fireballs in a row, and many burning companions, rushed in a slash.

As if it could see, Master Phoenix was their biggest threat. He shouted. While Master Phoenix waved the blank stop of the folding fan, he slaughtered to the nearest point, revealing two long pointed teeth and rushing to his throat.

How can I allow it to succeed by chopping off the past with a double knife from the ghost god?

When!

The knife went down, it was chopping off its head, but it didn't die, just smashing a bloody red scale.

He didn't die, but he was knocked out of his head, and I flew up and kicked him straight into the fireball.

There's a scale on the bat? What kind of species is this?

I suddenly remembered, and Han Lao Liu had just stepped into the valley, and next to the bodies of the white mercenaries, I had seen such scales, combined with that very strange wound on them. It immediately became clear that they were killed by these red bats.

The blood on the wound is black, indicating that these bats not only suck blood, but are also highly toxic.

This time, I dared not to carelessly hold a double knife and hold it tightly next to Master Phoenix, but if there is a breakthrough in front of the firewall, it will be split open and thrown into the fire heap.

Bats are plentiful, dense and numb. However, the corridor was not spacious, and it was difficult for these bats to break through after Master Phoenix had built up his strength and turned the fireball into a firewall.

Full of room red light, screaming constantly, a nasty burning smell of flesh penetrated my nostrils.

The bats flushed again and again without fear, one turned into flying ash in the fire!

But at this time, Master Feng also saw sweat on his forehead, holding on to the folding fan's hand was shaking slightly.

His fire-control magic trick was performed with the handful of shady five-fire seven fowl fans, which consumed a lot of power.

Since entering the bloodhole, he has had to stretch and manipulate the small fireball lighting probe, overpowering. And now they're calling out this big firewall, almost sealing the entire corridor, and the lights are dead!

I hate myself. I'm still too weak!

In order to save me, the famous death and injury of the Eight Sides, and I can't help it at all in the face of such danger.

As we speak, there is another very heavy murmur coming from that bat, either tragic or angry.

Looks like someone is dragging the heavy stuff forward.

Sounds are getting closer and farther from the deep ancient tomb corridor, causing numbness in the scalp. An unspeakable sense of terror quickly swept over my mind.

After being a shady trader for so long, I had a very strong sense of shady gas, and I felt very clearly that there were countless very powerful shady gases coming from across the hall.

All of a sudden, a few shadows crossed the fireball and pressed over!

That black shadow fell to the ground, making a loud noise that shook through the eardrum.

I can't believe it's a coffin cover!

Six or seven bright red iron coffins fell all over the floor, laying on the floor, and a large slab of stone with more than one punch was raw and smashed into powder.

The firewall was struck by this, much dimmed, and the bodies of countless bats were exposed to intense black smoke, blocking the view in the corridor, which was temporarily unclear.

But when I recognized the coffin lid, I guessed.

Eight iron coffins hung in the stone room where the steel puppets were met, and now these coffin covers are here... obviously, all the ancient corpses in the coffin are awake!

Boom!

Again!

A dark iron coffin lid crushed the only remaining flame and fell to the ground.

Master Feng shook his body, his hands pounded and split a small mouth.

A very bright voice rang again, and this time I heard it very clearly. It's the sound of the wire dragging the floor and rubbing it against the stone wall!

Rolling black smoke, flashing several huge shadows, slowly walking towards us.

Master Feng's face changed dramatically and hurried out of another fireball.

Rolling in the black smoke, those giant shadows shook and walked forward.

They were walking very slowly, but that very powerful pubic breath was so depressing I couldn't breathe.

Behind them came yet another messy noise, and I felt with great clarity that there were countless waves of power that were no less than these gloomy ones!

Are we the monsters passing through those halls, all awake? Kill them all?

Well, this is a corpse army.

What should we do now that everything is unknown in front of us, and there are more blocked doors, and there are more bodies behind us?

It wasn't just me, the T-shirt man and Master Phoenix both noticed that things were very bad.

Master Feng bit his teeth and forcibly waved the fold fan to send another fireball, trying to stop them from moving forward.

The blood of the T-shirt man spit on the Eight Sided Han Sword. The Dao Thunder Disc flashed around the Han Sword. He painted something fast on the ground with the Han Sword: “All the combatants march in array. ”

Then he held the Eight Sided Chinese Sword in his hands and drank high: “Open! ”

Boom!

A loud and loud noise blew up a big hole in the ground in front of the door.

“Let's go!” The man in the T-shirt was pale and had blood screaming in his mouth, and he was forced to blow out the escape door with spiritual energy.

Master Feng gritted his teeth tightly. Don't call out fireballs like fate. Fly straight across the street.

A few huge shadows ahead, a few steps back, came up again, and the fireball went out.

The fire is indeed a gloomy star, but in the face of such intense gloom is only futile, Master Phoenix's body shakes irresistibly, and the corner of his mouth spills blood.

“Master Feng, let's go!” I pulled him, but I didn't pull him.

“Leave me alone, you guys, go! Jiulin, don't forget what you promised me.” Master Feng shouted at me, and immediately pushed me into the deep pit behind the river.

The next second, a loud bang came from afar, like a giant bomb blowing up next to us, and I didn't stand steady, I fell on the ground.

Before I could see what was going on, the T-shirt man dragged me into the tunnel.

“Let's go!” He screamed, silently rubbing an already wet orbit, holding me tight and never turning back...