"Let me try."
Under the flickering firelight, Feng Sibei frowned, his expression solemn as never before.
Why didn't he know that he couldn't sit still and wait for death?
The honeycomb fire dragon box formation is endless. Even the diamond umbrella may not be able to hold it for a long time. When the time comes, they will be exposed to a swarm of bees and they will be like lambs to be slaughtered on the chopping board. There will be no chance of survival. Chance.
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and made a strange gesture while mumbling something.
The tone sounds extremely strange.
It is unlike any other accent in Sichuan and Sichuan.
If you have to say it.
It is somewhat similar to the Nuo opera performed during the New Year and festivals in western Hunan.
He spoke very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he read out nearly a hundred words. Then he pointed like a sword and pointed towards the two pieces of paper armor.
In an instant.
The two white shadows that were originally swaying back and forth in the arrow rain, like fallen leaves, seemed to be torn apart at any time, suddenly seemed to be endowed with energy and blood, and there was a faint light floating around their bodies.
“Go!”
Feng Sibei spits out words like thunder, each word giving rise to brilliant power.
After receiving the order, the two pairs of paper armors swayed and instantly turned into two white lights, one on the left and one on the right, rushing towards the six dragon heads on the arch as fast as lightning.
"This..."
See this amazing scene.
Except for Yang Fang, who was still struggling to hold up the diamond umbrella so as not to be destroyed in the torrent of arrows, everyone else subconsciously raised their heads and fixed their gazes on the two white figures.
The same is true for Chen Yulou and Kunlun who were a step behind.
The two men's eyes were slightly sharp. They looked past the black mist and arrow array shrouded in the tomb passage and followed the paper armor.
Buzzing——
Two pairs of paper armor appeared outside the dragon's head in the blink of an eye. I don't know when there were two more long swords in their hands. They were also made of paper cuts, but when the long swords passed through the air, they carried There was an astonishing clang.
Cang!
The long sword slashed down and landed accurately in the dragon's mouth.
I only heard two loud bangs of the clang, just like an iron ax splitting open a wooden pillar. In an instant, sawdust flew everywhere, and the two faucets were actually split into two. The beehive hidden in them was even more... It was completely destroyed at once.
The originally crisp sound amplification suddenly stopped.
Only the humming sound of mechanical bow strings remains.
As for the arrows in the beehive, they no longer shoot out.
“It’s done?!”
The old foreigner’s eyes lit up and he couldn’t help but exclaimed.
"A great meritorious service. The paper armor actually broke two dragon-headed beehives!"
The sound of the bowstring also disappeared.
He clearly saw that only the remaining four dragon eyes next to them were still erupting with fire. Those two had extinguished their fires, just like dead objects, and there was no sound at all.
“It really works.”
“Taoist Priest, why not take it all at once!”
Partridge Whistle was also amazed when he saw it. He thought that paper armor was enough to detect paths, but he didn't expect that it could be used like this.
He looked far away and had several pictures in his mind.
If you use a paper man to assassinate.
It is silent, even the Qi movement cannot be noticed.
Even if he is a master of martial arts, he may only end up with his head taken off and drunken with hatred and blood.
However, now was not the time to think about this. He just pointed at the remaining four dragon heads that were still making bows and arrows raining down, and asked Feng Sibei beside him.
“It’s not that simple.”
Feng Sibei shook his head.
In such an instant, his face turned indescribably pale.
The originally calm breath became much more rapid.
Seeing this, Partridge Whistle seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes pierced through the darkness, and fell on the two white figures at a glance.
I saw a burst of fire splashing out of the dragon's eyes without any warning.
Those two pairs of paper armors can move freely through the rain of arrows, but they cannot stop the flames.
It was ignited in an instant.
The fire spread, and in less than a moment, the two pairs of paper armor were burned into a pile of ashes.
"What a pity..."
At this moment, he still didn't understand that the paper armor was just paper armor after all, not a living monster.
The power given by witchcraft is just like water without roots, which is too vain.
Buzz buzz!
I just sighed with emotion.
The sound of machine expansion came again.
Then there was a buzzing rain of arrows, shot out from the mouths of the four fire dragons, turning into black shadows all over the sky, heading straight towards the group of people.
Seeing this situation, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their heartstrings were as tight as a bow again.
Yang Fang gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, then put his feet against the stone walls on both sides of the tomb passage and his shoulders against the keel of the diamond umbrella, preparing to receive a new round of beehive arrow formation.
See this scene.
Partridge Whistle couldn't help but frown, and his face became increasingly ugly.
Just like Yang Fang said.
The arrows hidden in the fire dragon's beehive are endless. If you just carry them like this, you won't be able to use them up for a while.
The most important thing is.
Manpower is sometimes scarce!
Bee hives can have an endless supply, but human Qi and blood cannot.
Therefore, we must find a way as soon as possible to destroy all the remaining fire dragon beehives, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
Looking at the four flames floating in the mist.
Partridge Whistle's eyes grew colder, and he suddenly had a choice in his heart.
"Yang Fang."
"Borrow an umbrella!"
Take a step deeper and appear outside Yang Fang. The latter didn't even come back to his senses, but found that his hand was empty, and the diamond umbrella was taken away in an instant, and then appeared. The one in front of him is clearly a mirror umbrella from the Bishan lineage.
Holding the Vajra Umbrella in one hand, the partridge whistled lowly, and his whole body's momentum surged. Veins broke out on the back of the hand holding the Vajra Umbrella.
Dong dong dong——
The next moment.
He actually braved the stormy arrow formation and rushed forward step by step.
There was a constant rumble on the umbrella.
The momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
When he was in it, he felt like a lonely boat, floating on the vast sea, with rolling waves. The force he had to bear with every step he took made him feel like he would be overturned at any time.
But even so, Partridge Whistle still did not take a step back, his body was as straight as a spear, and his speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he had already walked more than ten steps away.
"God."
"How far has this physical body been trained?"
Yang Fang was dumbfounded, his face full of surprise.
The arrow formation is so terrifying. He is definitely the one who has the most say.
After all, the diamond umbrella had been held in his hand just now. If the partridge whistle hadn't taken it, he would have been in danger of tearing his muscles and bones if he had held it against the sky for another minute or two.
This is by no means alarmist.
Not even using partridge whistle to defend myself.
His whipping of the divine whip Yang Fang is not enough to reach this level.
At this moment, he was just speaking out of emotion.
Boom! Heavy and steady footsteps kept ringing in the narrow tomb passage. Partridge Whistle looked calm. Even though the wrist holding the Vajra Umbrella had already become numb under the heavy rain-like offensive, he still did not flinch at all, and even stopped. It means to take a breath.
Only the deep, sharp sword-like eyebrows gradually furrowed, and the slightly trembling legs under the Taoist robes revealed that he was by no means as casual as he appeared on the surface at this moment.
Finally.
The sound of the arrow hitting the umbrella changed from a roaring sound to a muffled sound, and a bright color finally appeared in the partridge whistle's calm eyes.
He knew that he was already close to the arch.
Huh——
Take a long breath and suppress the restlessness.
Out of the corner of his eye, he passed between the umbrella ribs. Sure enough, a few meters in front of him, the remaining four fire dragon beehives were still firing arrows wildly.
Secretly measuring the distance, Partridge Whistle no longer hesitated and stepped out with his right foot. As he twisted, a burst of energy suddenly burst out from under his body. At the same time, he jumped up and turned his body. The random arrows like locusts outside were all separated.
At the same time.
He reached behind him with his backhand and pulled out the long sword with a flick of his hand.
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Zheng!
A snow-white sword light lit up.
The ancient sword that once beheaded the King of Wuyang passed through the four beehives without any hindrance. The wooden dragon machine suddenly shattered to the ground, and the arrows that had not yet been fired were like quicksand. The sound poured out.
The sound of the machine's expansion suddenly fell into silence.
In addition to the sound of arrows falling to the ground, there was only the whistling of the dark wind in the entire tomb.
Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle's frown gradually relaxed, finally breaking the situation and preventing any trouble.
"Well done, Senior Brother!"
"Yang Kuishou is invincible."
Seeing this scene from a distance, Yang Fang removed his umbrella, looked at the old foreigner beside him, then cheered and laughed, and broke the wooden dragon beehive with his own strength. If it were on the ancient battlefield, it would be impossible. The existence of human enemies.
Feng Sibei's eyes also lit up, and his long beard trembled slightly, revealing his inner emotions.
This skill alone is rare to see in the world.
No wonder only Nan Chen and Bei Yang are seen in today's inauspicious fights.
It is true that there is no false scholar under the great reputation.
Without thinking too much, the two young men were already holding lanterns and running quickly towards the depths of the tomb. He did not dare to delay, so he took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in his chest, and quickly caught up with them.
I just controlled two pairs of paper armor at the same time, but the result was a backlash.
Fortunately, his internal organs were not injured, and he had recovered a bit through breathing and exhaling during this period. At least, he would not delay his trip. Otherwise, if it was because of himself, he would not know how to apologize. .
“Let’s go and have a look too.”
Chen Yulou greeted Kunlun.
The two of them walked through the tomb passage one after another. The ground along the way was full of arrows, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred. He was frightened. Although Feng Shigu was conceited, he had to say that this person's methods were really cruel.
Six beehives are enough on the battlefield.
Now it is only used to prevent theft.
You really think highly of them.
When they caught up with everyone, they could see at a glance the stone boat coffin in the middle of the tomb through the light. It was more than half a person tall, with the front high and the back low. Over the course of hundreds of years, the coffin was full of accumulation. It was dusty and looked gray.
"Ship coffins are quite rare."
"Have you forgotten that among the ten hanging coffins along the Yangtze River, at least two or three are in the shape of a boat."
"It seems like Yeah, what the hell, first Open it and take a look, if it's Feng Shigu's old man... Well, Feng Shigu's tomb is a lucky break, so there's no need to search around anymore."
The two people are used to bickering. , looking back and forth around the ship coffin.
Yang Fang was impatient and spoke quickly, and almost let it slip. Fortunately, he reacted in time and swallowed back the word "西" without forgetting to glance at Feng Sibei secretly.
After all, speaking of the Feng family's ancestors in front of others seemed a bit excessive, but the latter didn't notice it at all. He didn't even look at the boat coffin. He just stared at the arch behind him thoughtfully, not knowing. What are you thinking about.
Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The old foreigner next to him gave him a fierce look.
Yang Fang knew that he was wrong and did not dare to refute.
He just took out a pair of probing claws, reached into the gap under the coffin lid and pried it hard. The strange thing is that this ship coffin is not like the coffins seen in the past. The coffin lid was sealed with rosin or beeswax, but it started to move with a little force.
"Brother Kunlun, and you, don't be stunned, come and help me."
I sense something is wrong.
The old foreigner didn't need to remind him at all. He also took an iron ruler, walked to his side and inserted the ruler into the pried gap. He pressed hard and only heard a click. The heavy coffin lid instantly Moved a line outward.
Kunlun on the other side is even more domineering.
I didn’t even bother to take out the tools.
He directly stretched out his hands, grabbed the bottom eaves of the coffin lid, and suddenly exerted force. He lifted the coffin lid, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, and Yang Fang and the two people looked at it and clicked their tongues.
“Cang!”
Hold the coffin lid to the side and put it down against the stone wall of the tomb. With a dull and loud sound, dust scattered on the ground.
The rest of the people did not dare to be distracted, and immediately took the wind lantern and came closer, all looking into the coffin.
Just...
The moment I saw the bottom of the coffin clearly.
Rao is a partridge whistle, and his expression is a little strange.
Yang Fang even exclaimed, "Why is it a woman?"
In the sarcophagus, a female corpse wearing a tight dress lay quietly, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen. In his arms was a lacquered wooden box painted with gold, which looked like a jewelry box.
But no one cared about this at the moment, they just looked in disbelief.
Being able to be buried in a stone coffin, with a wooden dragon beehive set up, and many mechanisms, it is absolutely extraordinary to be able to guess the identity without even thinking.
Logically speaking, he is not Feng Shigu, but at least he is the King of Wuyang.
But what we saw after opening the coffin was a female corpse of unknown origin.
The old foreigner hesitated for a moment and then said, "Could it be Mrs. Feng Shigu?"
"I really can't say for sure. Looking at her submission, she is not something ordinary people can do. Qualification to wear.”
Hundreds of years passed.
Not only was the female corpse in the coffin not corrupted, but it was like the ancient corpses they had seen along the way in the black desert. The whole body had become waxy, reflecting a strange luster under the light.
In such a humid environment.
A mummy appears.
It’s really weird.
"Look at what's hidden in the box."
Seeing that the two of them were still thinking about arguing about the origin of the female corpse, Partridge Whistle frowned when he heard it, and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He hooked his vaginal claws and saw a cold light. He flashed and instantly took out the box from the female corpse's arms.
The box is extremely delicately made, with paintings on all sides depicting auspicious objects such as pine clouds and white cranes.
There is a small copper lock hanging on the side.
The Partridge Whistle twisted his hand hard, and with a click, the copper lock suddenly broke into two pieces.
I saw him preparing to open the box.
For a moment, everyone looked over, even Feng Sibei who was standing under the arch.
"Senior brother, do you want to open the umbrella?"
The old foreigner was infected by the atmosphere, swallowed secretly, and asked in a low voice.
Mainly because he was frightened by the wooden dragon beehive before. He was afraid that if there was another trap in this box, there was no visible weapon, but instead a crossbow was hidden. The moment he opened the box, If the machine expansion is triggered, wouldn't senior brother be in danger?
"No need."
"Just stand a little further away."
The partridge whistle shook his head, only taking half a step away, and then flicked his finger, and the box cover opened with a sound.
However, the expected poisonous smoke, crossbows and other weapons did not appear. Instead, there was a faint smell of sandalwood, which was exactly the same as what was seen in the Guanshan Ancient Tower.
He raised his eyebrows and made a decisive decision to approach.
Deep in the huge box.
Only two artifacts.
An ancient book and a copper key shaped like a horn. (End of this chapter)