MTL - Tomb Raider: Bandit Chief-Chapter 137

At the same time as the strange sound came from Zhang Qiling's mouth, the vibration of the sarcophagus also slowed down.

Seeing this scene, Wu Sansheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately called everyone to kneel down beside Zhang Qiling.

Only Wei Chuan, with a look of disdain, stood there with his arms folded, staring straight at the sarcophagus.

"Brother, are you talking to it?"

Seeing that the sarcophagus was no longer shaking, Wu Sansheng asked cautiously.

"Those sacrificial vessels and corpses are his offerings. Pan Zi took advantage of them, and he was very angry."

Zhang Qiling nodded, his tone was very steady, and everyone even heard a trace of respect from his tone.

"Brother, talk to it..I have returned everything to him.."

Pan Zi was startled and said hastily.

Although he is not afraid of zongzi, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

This tomb looks like it was in the Warring States period, and at least it is more than two thousand years ago.

The zongzi of more than two thousand years, most of the guys in their hands can't handle it.

"Giggle..cough cough.."

As soon as Pan Zi finished speaking, the sarcophagus shook violently.

With every shake of the coffin lid, a burst of scarlet black mist would flow out of the sarcophagus, with an extremely stench.

Zhang Qiling's face changed dramatically, and he stood up directly.

"He said that Pan Zi entered the cauldron, and it was his sacrifice!"

"Back!"

Hearing this, Wu Sansheng and others got up and retreated one after another, pointing their guns at the sarcophagus.

Zhang Qiling's meaning is very clear.

That's what's in the sarcophagus unwilling to make peace!

"Boom!"

Just when everyone just got up.

I saw countless black mist suddenly gushing out of the stone crown, like steam rising.

In just a split second, the sarcophagus lid weighing hundreds of catties was overturned by the black mist, shot up into the sky, hit the roof of the tomb, and exploded in all directions.

And without the suppression of the coffin lid, the black mist spread out like air waves.

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At the same time as the black mist dissipated, Wu Sansheng and the others quickly covered their mouths and noses, and retreated to the door of the tomb.

Fortunately, there is a lot of air circulation in the tomb now.

Otherwise, the black mist pouring out of these coffins can dye the entire tomb chamber to the point of being invisible.

"Don't panic, it will dissipate soon, poison won't kill you."

Seeing Wu Sansheng and the others covering their mouths and panicking, Wei Chuan waved his hand and explained.

boom!

Suddenly, a crimson hand patted the edge of the sarcophagus from the depths of the sarcophagus.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xie and Young Master He almost peed their pants in fear, and hid behind Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi shivering.

Seeing that the situation has developed to this point, Zhang Qiling's face is also condensed in a rare way~.

Zhang Qiling took off the ancient black gold knife on his back, and the blade landed on his palm, directly cutting a gap.

Qilin's blood rolled down and soon soaked the ground.

"Cough..cluck.."

As if sensing Zhang Qiling's blood, King Zhou Mu in the sarcophagus immediately became agitated.

Secret words kept coming out of the sarcophagus, and King Mu of Zhou didn't have the movement to crawl out.

Seeing this scene, Wei Chuan muttered in his heart.

It seems that the relationship between King Mu and Queen Mother Xi this week is really not shallow.

It's also because Zhang Qiling is from the Zhang family and a descendant of the Queen Mother of the West. If it were someone else, King Mu of Zhou would have started doing it long ago.

It's a pity that King Lu Shang and Tie Miansheng cut off the road to longevity prepared for him by the Queen Mother of the West.

Otherwise, if King Mu slept for thousands of years this week, he might really be able to live forever.

Hearing Zhang Qiling and King Zhou Mu talking like birdsong, Wei Chuan felt restless for a while.

What the **** is the ink blot?

A king of a feudal dynasty was provoked by people from later generations in his tomb, how can this be tolerated?

as predicted.

Zhang Qiling didn't know what he said, which annoyed King Zhou Mu for a while, and the sarcophagus began to vibrate violently.

At this time, Zhang Qiling also turned his hands behind his back, and gestured to Pan Zi and Wu Sansheng.

Seeing Zhang Qiling's gesture, everyone understood.

The thing in the coffin was unwilling to let go of Pan Zi who touched its sacrifice.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, an angry roar sounded.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't reply for a long time, King Mu of Zhou became even more angry. The crimson **** hands resting on the coffin violently crushed a piece of the sarcophagus,

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling's face changed, and he wanted to stop King Zhou Mu.

"Hmph! What nonsense to talk to it."

At this moment, a cold snort came from Wei Chuan's mouth.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, only to find a heavy halberd with a length of 2.67 meters appeared out of thin air in Wei Chuan's hand.

"Panlong..."

Seeing the heavy halberd in Wei Chuan's hand, Wu Sansheng's eyes lit up, and he murmured.

"you.."

Zhang Qiling was also dumbfounded.

He was sure in his heart that he would persuade King Mu of Zhou.

But now.. it's not ending well.

"Since we decided to go to the grave together, then Pan Zi is my brother."

"A person who has been dead for an unknown number of years wants to make my brother a sacrifice..."

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Wei Chuan pointed at the sarcophagus with a halberd in one hand, and let out a loud shout.

"Is he worthy!"

"Professor Wei!"

Hearing Wei Chuan's words, Pan Zi and the two idiots behind him felt a surge of excitement in their hearts.

There was a touch of admiration and emotion in the eyes looking at Wei Chuan.

"That's right, Pan Zi is our brother, no matter what you are, you can't take Pan Zi's life!"

"So what about Zongzi, can you stop the gun?"

Wu Xie and Young Master He, who had been timid before, also felt the blood surging in their bodies at this time, walked up to Pan Zi, and shouted at the sarcophagus.

Wu Sansheng also nodded, and loaded the bullet.

If this obstacle is not removed, this tomb cannot be brought down!

When the situation developed to this point, Zhang Qiling's face turned completely dark.

He already felt that the provocation of these two idiots had already driven the existence in the sarcophagus into a state of madness.

"boom!"

"Roar!!"

Just as Wei Chuan expected, his provocation.

King Zhou Mu couldn't bear it anymore!

In the sarcophagus, there was a crashing sound accompanied by a roar.

next moment.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the sarcophagus burst open, and a large amount of scarlet blood spilled all around.

A tall man with crimson blood all over his body stood up on the spot.

"Third Uncle!"

"That's the blood corpse recorded in Grandpa's notes!"

Seeing that person, Wu Xie also exclaimed.

The human form is still the same, covered in blood, with no skin, it looks like a skin-skinning man condensed from muscle fibers and purple blood.

"Damn it, it really is a blood corpse."

"The blood corpse is so powerful that it is invulnerable, even bullets may not be able to move it."

"Wu Xie, you and Young Master Hei go back first. Pan Zi, get ready to fight!"

Wu Sansheng also knew the horror of blood corpses, so he quickly pushed the intersection where Wu Xie and Hei Shao came and went.

"Stand back first."

"Give this to me!"

After greeting Wu Sansheng and others, Wei Chuan rushed towards King Mu of Zhou with a heavy halberd in his hand.

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Seeing Wei Chuan making the first move, Wu Sanxing was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

He and Pan Zi held Wu Xie and Pan Zi respectively, and quickly retreated to the front room of the tomb.

"Third Uncle, don't we help Professor Wei and Poker Ping?"

Seeing Wei Chuan, who was waving a heavy halberd and colliding with the blood corpse, and Zhang Qiling, who was sweeping through the formation with a black gold ancient knife, Wu Xie hesitated for a while.

"Stop talking nonsense, Professor Wei and the little brother are very capable, and a blood corpse can't stop them."

Wu Sansheng glared at Wu Xie, and cursed angrily.

Ordinary people can't imagine how powerful those two men in the tomb are.

Zhang Qiling's ability was something he had seen with his own eyes, even ordinary zongzi couldn't stop him with a knife.

And Professor Wei... is the strongest disciple in the line.

The Dragon Halberd is the strongest weapon that has been rumored in the Dou Dou Xing for decades, and now it has passed into the hands of Professor Wei.

The meaning is self-evident!

Master Wei passed it on!

Even if Professor Wei has only a tenth or two of Master Wei's ability, it's not something a blood corpse can stop him!

After all, the elders of the Nine Schools had blown up that Master Wei into an unpredictable giant.

Going to the tomb this time is probably safe!

If Wei Chuan knew what Wu Sansheng was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Sure enough, identity or something...