Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

Seeing that the three hands were finally relaxed, Huo Jilin immediately opened the stone box with lightning speed.

In the stone box, a key lies quietly.

Huo Jilin took the key in his hand: "I just said that there are no evil ghosts at all, but they just want us to kill each other." Several

people looked at each other.

"How do you know?"

Shirley Young asked.

"The demon is long dead."

"Where can a ghost who needs to play with people's hearts to achieve his goal be evil?"

Now, all you have to do is look for the tomb door.

"Huo Ye, then you didn't say it earlier!" Wang Kaixuan muttered, "We still recite poems for a long time like fools."

Huo Jilin was very helpless.

"I said, you say I'm a ghost, then I can only accommodate you."

Suddenly, Shirley Yang's face showed a look of astonishment.

"Mr. Huo, you... Behind you.

Huo Jilin looked back.

The prophet and the prophet stood up at some point.

Huo Jilin immediately drew his knife and faced the prophet and sage with a defensive posture.

The Ancestor suddenly spat out a stream of black gas from his mouth, enveloping several people in an instant.

Chen Jiuren and Chu Jian fell to the ground after smelling the black gas.

"Cover your mouth and nose quickly, don't attract this black gas!"

Huo Jilin reminded.

Hu Bayi hurriedly took out four gas masks from his backpack.

After Huo Jilin put on the gas mask, he dared to show his strength with confidence.

Suddenly felt a rolling flame at his feet, Huo Jilin looked down and saw that the entire ground was actually on fire.

"Climb to the stone wall!"

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan immediately pulled Shirley Yang and climbed onto the stone wall.

Huo Jilin exhaled Nezha Yinglong, forming a 1v1 situation.

At this time, the three people hiding in the corner were not calm.

Wang Kaixuan didn't control it, and pinched Hu Bayi vigorously:

"! Lao Hu! Did you see that? That's fucking Nezha! It's Nezha!

Hu Bayi's face was full of shock, and he didn't even notice that his arm was bruised by Wang Kaixuan's pinching, and muttered:

"I know Brother Huo, an ordinary man, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a true immortal!"

Wang Kaixuan was excited: "It's the gods who came to help us!" We are saved! Lao Hu! We'll make it out alive!

Shirley Young's face was shocked and puzzled.

Although she grew up in a beautiful country, she still knows the famous fairy of Lanxing:

"I always thought that the gods were fake, and I didn't know it was true until today."

Huo Jilin's attention had been focused on the Prophet Xiansheng, and he didn't notice Shirley Yang, Wang Kaixuan, and Hu Bayi at all.

With the force of his feet, he kicked the stone wall, and jumped into the air with gravity.

The black gold ancient knife came out of its sheath, and the cold light suddenly rose.

With a cold light, he stabbed towards the Ancestral Saint.

That Xiansheng actually dodged at once, and burst out of flames towards Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin put the knife back into its sheath and stood back on the stone wall.

"Heh, fire, huh?"

The palm power is concentrated, and the flames erupt.

Instantly surrounded the ancestors.

An amazing scene appeared.

The prophet actually conjured up one ice lotus after another at the feet of the saint out of thin air.

"Sting!"

The ice meets the flames, and unsurprisingly, the two counteract.

"Holy! How so! What the fuck are these two!

Wang Kaixuan scolded and picked up the grenade.

"! If it's a big deal, we'll die together! Fat man, I'll fight with you!

Shirley Yang hurriedly went to stop: "Fatty! Don't do that, if this hole collapses, none of us will survive!

"What are you afraid of!" Wang Kaixuan roared, "Lao Tzu blew up this tomb!" Die with these bullshit antiques!

Hu Bayi snatched the grenade from Wang Kaixuan's hand: "Fatty, don't mess around, we don't have much gunpowder left."

Huo Jilin looked very calm.

Flaws, there must be flaws.

With a wave of the prophet's hand, the stone wall where Huo Jilin was standing was instantly invaded by ice.

Huo Jilin couldn't care so much, and launched an attack on the prophet directly.

This time, Huo Jilin's speed was extremely fast, and the prophet couldn't dodge it, and was stabbed in the back by Huo Jilin.

When the Prophet was wounded, the Prophet immediately surrounded him.

The two were very close.

Huo Jilin suddenly reacted.

Prophets and saints complement each other.

If you are together, you will live, and if you are divided, you will die.

Nezha immediately attacked the prophet and surrounded the prophet with Chaotian Aya, and Ying Long flew out in an instant, leaning towards the prophet.

Wang Kaixuan looked at the situation: "Why does even the dragon help Huo Ye??"

"I don't know, it's beyond my knowledge." Hu Bayi shook his head.

Wang Kaixuan suddenly realized: "I know!" He is a messenger of God.

"Doesn't Anriman call him a god? Shirley Young said.

Wang Kaixuan said angrily: "Don't mention that old man to me, maybe he will run away a long time ago!"

Shirley Yang was not worried at all: "He regards Mr. Huo as his god, he may abandon us, but he will definitely not abandon Mr. Huo."

Hu Bayi nodded: "Shirley Yang is right."

"Damn! We are incidental to the co-author.

Wang Kaixuan scolded.

The prophet was entangled by Yinglong Nezha and could not get out.

Seeing that he was really unable to resist Huo Jilin, the prophet turned his target to Hu Bayi and the others.

The prophet exerted his strength, and one after another ice lotus flowers instantly bloomed at Shirley Yang's feet.

"Oops! This little thing is quite romantic!

Wang Kaixuan smiled, not taking the ice in front of him seriously at all.

Until an ice lotus flower grows to his feet.

"Ahh Wang Kaixuan shouted.

It was extreme cold.

Hu Bayi hurriedly took the butt of the gun and wanted to smash the ice lotus.

The moment the butt of the gun approached the Ice Lotus, the cold ice struck upwards and instantly enveloped the entire gun.

Hu Bayi threw away the gun in one fell swoop.

The ice on Wang Kaixuan's feet was also spreading upward, and in an instant, it reached his waist.

"Mr. Huo! Mr. Huo! Hurry up and help! The fat man is about to be frozen!

Shirley Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost full of beads of sweat, and she shouted to Huo Jilin.

Shirley Yang was so anxious that her forehead was almost full of beads of sweat, and she shouted to Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin was still entangled with the Xiansheng, and when he heard Shirley Yang's request for help, he immediately turned around.

This turn was immediately captured by the prophet and could be taken advantage of.

An ice lotus hit Huo Jilin's back at once.

"Sss

There was a biting coldness from behind, and Nezha immediately gently swept Huo Jilin's back with Chaotian Aya.

The ice lotus flower fell to the ground, and the discomfort disappeared.

Nezha immediately became entangled with the prophet.

Huo Jilin stepped on the wall with one foot and flew to Wang Kaixuan's side.

At this moment, the ice had spread to Wang Kaixuan's shoulders, like a comical ice sculpture.

Huo Jilin didn't have time to taunt Wang Kaixuan, and swung the black gold ancient knife to slash at the cold ice on Wang Kaixuan's body.