Tomb Raider: Black Dragon Bloodline, Start with the Seven-Star Lu Palace

When the fat man was doubtful, he heard Wu Tianzhen's voice coming from the side, and he looked a little panicked.

The fat man didn't hesitate at this time, and immediately lay on the ground.

There was a flash of airflow above his head.

Then there was the sound of broken bones.

The fat man took a look and saw broken bones lying on the ground. He was a little surprised.

Not only the fat man, but even Wu Tianzhen on the side was equally confused.

When did he become so powerful?

Because he saw something rushing towards him, it still went towards the fat man. For his safety, he stretched out his leg and hit him. Who knew that this would be the case.

Is this not a dream?

Qin Mo's Demon-Slaying Money Sword, just a light wave, knocked down a large group of people, followed by the sound of broken bones.

But after a while, the three of them smashed all the corpses. The three of them stood back to back, seeing the corpses on the ground, a little confused.

"What the hell is going on? I am awesome, but how can I be so awesome?"

The fat man looked at the corpse in front of him with suspicion.

Qin Mo saw the corpse on the ground, and the eyes of chaos suddenly emerged. The Yin energy on these corpses was the most concentrated.

It began to form a condensation.

【Ding, tomb creatures found, please kill immediately. 】

After Qin Mo heard the voice of the system, he instantly understood that this was a trap.

These corpses have been raised and cultivated into zongzi using Yin Qi, but if it fails, these Yin Qi will also be cultivated into ghosts.

It must be said that this is really the best way, first using money to lure people into being deceived, and finally using these corpses to summon the last ghost.

""Little Third Master, Fatty."

Pan Zi's voice came from the side, and Pan Zi and Zhang Qilin were already walking over, but there were still a bunch of wronged souls floating behind them, each of them was ferocious and evil.

"Damn, where did you get these things?"

The fat man had seen many big zongzi, but this was the first time he had seen such wronged souls, and they were so ferocious.

This guy was almost like an ancient army, and the number of them could be described as tens of thousands, right?

"Stop talking nonsense. We want to tell you not to kill these corpses and these innocent souls.……"

Before Pan Zi could finish his words, he saw corpses and remains all over the ground.

Damn, it's over. It's too late.

"It's too late for you to say that. We have already taken action."

Wu Tianzhen knew what Pan Zi was going to say without even thinking about it.

"This is bad. I have no idea how to deal with this wronged spirit. Even if the Third Master is inside, I may not be able to control it. Damn, I don’t know where the hell it came from."

Pan Zi was very angry. Fortunately, he had the help of his brother, otherwise he would have been very angry.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course it came out from underground."

The fat man coughed lightly with a guilty conscience. Who could have thought that his greedy decision would turn out like this?

If Pan Zi knew about this, he would definitely skin him alive. The main thing is that Pan Zi's curses were really annoying.

Even Tang Seng's tight hoop curse might not be as powerful as his.

"What should we do now? These numbers are increasing, and there are still those on the ground that have not yet condensed. We are now attacked from both sides."

Wu Tianzhen is not the reason to dwell on this matter now, he should think about how to solve this problem.

The key is to listen to what Pan Zi said, the weapons in his hands are of no use at all.

Damn it, if they don't go down to the tomb, Third Uncle and the others will not encounter anything. Why did it become like this when they came here? Does going down to the tomb depend on luck and fate?

He has encountered all kinds of bad luck.

Finally, he looked at Qin Mo who was calm and composed beside him. When he felt his sight, Qin Mo smiled gently.

Then he glanced at the cold and silent Menyouping beside him...

Damn, it's a miracle that these two people can meet.

"Qin Mo, I'll leave this to you. We think we might be useless."

Wu Tianzhen explained with self-awareness.

Zhang Qilin didn't listen to Wu Tianzhen's words carefully, but saw one of the vengeful spirits approaching them. He jumped up suddenly, and the black gold ancient knife was stained with his blood.

With a light wave, he saw that these vengeful spirits had begun to dissipate.

Qin Mo saw that the corpses on the ground had begun to gather yin energy, and they looked at them with resentment. He calmly took out a candle with a skull carved on it from his bag.

The candle was white all over, and it looked like white jade.

"Damn, what kind of candle is this? Why does it look so unique?"

When the fat man saw Qin Mo taking out the good stuff, his eyes were shining.

"This is a soul candle. Regardless of whether these wronged souls are cruel or not, they are all souls, so this thing has the best effect."

The breath of the black dragon bloodline on Qin Mo's body suddenly surged. There was a slight black breath surging on the white fingers, and finally a light touch, and a black flame was seen on the soul candle. However, although this flame was small, it had a majestic existence.

After seeing such a flame, Wu Tianzhen, Pan Zi, and the fat man inexplicably felt a sense of respect.

The three of them looked at the candle and felt that this candle was really noble, and there was a sense of not being able to blaspheme.

But a miracle happened because of this. When these resentful spirits that had just condensed saw this candle, they rushed to approach one by one.

Just when these wronged souls just touched the candle, they were already rendered by the dragon energy.

Black flames began to appear on their bodies, and these flames were like a chain reaction, igniting all these resentful spirits.

That is, That's the case, but these resentful spirits still approached the candle as if they saw a beloved thing.

Even the resentful spirits that were approaching Zhang Qilin turned their guns and began to approach Qin Mo's soul candle.

Zhang Qilin stood not far away, looking at the candle that Qin Mo took out. The light on it made his blood feel excited, as if he wanted to control his blood.

It took a while to control his blood.

Qin Mo looked at the resentful spirits on the side who were coming one after another. If the front died, there would be others to make up for it. Qin Mo's ears moved, and he looked at the corpse standing not far away.

The scarlet eyes looked at him with hatred.

Qin Mo's gentle mouth corners turned into a cold light at this moment, and he looked at the corpse in the distance with unkind eyes.

But when he saw the corpse, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

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