Eternal gate

The maze of tomb passages is cold and dead.

Zhao Yun has collected the body of the silver-robed old man and is walking around.

However, there is still no way out.

It must be that his moral skills are too low, his understanding of the formation is too shallow, and he has not yet seen through the mystery laid out by the tombmaker. He is like a headless fly, spinning around in circles but unable to get out.

It's quiet here, but not calm above.

With a roar, the stone door of the main tomb collapsed.

Afterwards, the old man in shrouds and the ghoul came out of the tomb in no particular order. After fighting for so long, the ghoul hammered the old man half to pieces, but failed to capture him. He just knocked him down and was about to prepare. After killing people and silencing them, the copper coffin exploded, and the barbarian king buried in it finally transformed into a corpse. The aura of the Tianwu realm was so strong that it not only knocked over the tomb door, but also knocked the two of them away.

"It's over, you've gotten into big trouble."

The old Taoist's face was pale, and his eyes as he looked at the master's tomb were full of fear.

After so many years of robbing and digging through tombs, it’s not like I’ve never seen corpses mutate.

This is the first time I have seen someone at the Tianwu level.

On the other side, the corpse's eyes were full of light, as if looking at a treasure.

boom!

While looking at it, the Yin Qi of the main tomb surged and rolled.

Then, the prototype of a person... stepped out step by step, perhaps because his steps were too heavy, and with each step he stepped on, the ground rumbled, and the entire underground palace swayed. With each step he took, the old man's heart beat. Once, the shock caused severe pain in the internal organs. It was a kind of trembling from the soul. Before seeing the real person, I had an urge to kneel down.

He is the barbarian king, with big eyes like copper bells, black hair like waterfalls, more than two meters tall, with a majestic figure and a heroic body. His arms are bare, and his body is covered with totems. His muscles are like a horned dragon, showing his explosive power. There are dark thunder and lightning, tearing apart the body surface. Only when the physical body is strong to a certain level can such a scene be seen. Even though it is an ancient corpse, it still has a domineering aura and looks down on the world.

"What a strong pressure."

Zhao Yun, who was still looking for a way out, stopped suddenly and subconsciously raised his eyes.

There was such a banging sound that he could clearly hear here, like the sound of people walking, slow and rhythmic, as if the entire tomb underground palace was present. Coupled with such terrifying pressure, it is not difficult to imagine what happened above. , the barbarian king must have broken his coffin, and his corpse must have transformed.

"It's not a good place to stay for a long time."

Zhao Yun hurriedly closed his eyes, turning into a headless fly again.

The situation was still so awkward, and it seemed like I was going back and forth no matter how I moved.

"A generation of barbarian kings."

The old man in shrouds and the corpse ghost said this in unison.

I have never seen the king of the barbarians, but I have been lucky enough to see his portrait. No matter in terms of honor, appearance, facial features, courage, body shape... they all fit perfectly with this king. This is so shocking. The first generation of barbarian kings of the barbarians , instead of being buried in the wilderness, he was buried in Daxia.

Moreover, it is still in a barren mountain where birds do not poop.

If he hadn't discovered this tomb accidentally, he would have known that it was the tomb of a barbarian king.

The expressions of the two are slightly different.

The old Taoist was filled with awe and his heart was trembling.

On the other hand, the corpse ghosts are in awe and fear, but also have an unprecedented excitement. At this moment, if a living Tianwu realm comes, he may not be able to win the next generation of barbarian kings, but he has the possibility to do it, just because he is a member of the corpse tribe. The inheritance gained is the nemesis of the ancient corpse.

boom! boom! boom!

The Barbarian King came with a battle ax in hand. Although his steps were stiff, each step became heavier and heavier.

The peace was disturbed. As the owner of the tomb and the former king, I was furious.

The old Taoist Shouti was in despair. In such a situation, he would definitely die.

"Give it to me."

The corpse ghost became excited. He stood still, clasped his hands together, and recited a mantra that outsiders could not understand. To the ears of the experienced, it should be a kind of corpse language that has been passed down for a long time.

Or maybe it's a way to imprison a corpse.

Suddenly, with the Barbarian King as the center, rune iron chains sprang out from the ground in all four directions, such as electric snakes flying, clattering and locking the Barbarian King's hands and hands.

Don't tell me, it really restrained the Barbarian King.

Seeing this, the old Taoist turned around and ran, heading straight for the Qian Wei Shengmen.

The corpse ghost ignored him and was already in a daze. At this moment, nothing would be better than catching the Barbarian King.

"You're awesome."

The moment before escaping into the maze of tomb passages, the old man in shrouds glanced back.

I really underestimated the corpse ghost, even the barbarian king could seal it.

However, in his opinion, the ghoul still overestimates its own capabilities. Does the little Ksitigarbha realm want to take over the next generation of barbarian kings? Idiots are talking about dreams, not to mention corpse ghosts. Even if the corpse ancestor comes in person, he may not be an opponent.

He no longer cared about this and ran away without looking back.

An expert in tomb robbing, this guy knows where the way out is, and he can figure it out at a glance.

As he expected, there were not enough corpses to see.

In just a few seconds, the Barbarian King broke the rune iron chain.

The roar that followed was like thunder in the sky, shattering the stone pillars of the underground palace and knocking over the corpses.

"Give it to me."

The corpse clenched its teeth and got up unsteadily.

He clasped his hands together again, and carved an ancient corpse pattern between his eyebrows. It should be a terrible forbidden technique, but the incantations in his mouth continued. He only printed the formula and changed it to more than a dozen.

Buzz! Buzz!

Still with the Barbarian King as the center, four coffin boards were lifted up from the ground and gathered into a huge sarcophagus, wrapping the Barbarian King. At that moment, there were carvings of corpses on the sarcophagus.

Finally, in the center of the coffin lid, a big word "sealing" was condensed.

The corpse ghost did not stop, shaking a black bell with one hand, and quickly changing the seals with the other hand. The sound of the bell was strange and unpredictable, as if there was no earthly world, and it had a kind of yin power that could only conquer the corpse.

"So what if a generation of barbarian kings was taken away by me?"

Seeing that there was no movement in the sarcophagus, the corpse ghost smiled ferociously, and the smile was eerie.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the sarcophagus exploded.

The Barbarian King didn't move at all, and smashed the sarcophagus into pieces with just his momentum.

puff!

The corpse spurted blood, stomped back, and the bell in his hand exploded.

Before he could settle down, he felt a terrible suction force.

It was the Barbarian King. He had raised his hand and easily attracted the ghoul. He grabbed the ghoul's neck with one hand. He was more than two meters tall and lifted the ghoul in the air. From a distance, he looked like a burly adult. He was holding a three-year-old child, and the corpse clan ghoul was that child.

Well...!

The corpse groaned, holding the Barbarian King's wrist with both hands, and his legs were fluttering wildly. He struggled violently, but no matter how much force he exerted, he could not break free. A pair of bloody and ferocious eyes had become prominent, and the pupils were constricted, filled with fear. , his face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

It was because he was overestimating his own abilities.

It was he who underestimated a generation of barbarian kings. Even though they were corpses, they were still powerful.

No wonder the Corpse Ancestor said that when you find an ancient tomb in the Tianwu Realm, you must not act rashly. An ancient corpse of that level cannot be shaken by the Ksitigarbha Realm. He didn't believe it before, but now... he believes it.

For example, he was just an ant in front of a generation of barbarian kings.

A flash of blood appeared, and the ant... was crushed into pieces and rotten flesh on the spot.