Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 1112: Nine Links Dead Tomb

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Chapter 1112 The Nine Links Dead Tomb

"These snake eggs should be born from this female snake."

Wushuang said, a cluster of flames appeared in his hand, and with a light flick, it hit the monk's head on the ground.

Snake eggs are not adult black snakes, but at their weakest time, her Nether Red Lotus and other high-level fire bombs went up, and the snake eggs exploded, and the little snake inside was instantly burned to death!

The female snake nailed to the wall struggled frantically, and the whistle was extremely sharp.

But Wushuang can't give birth to any sympathy. These black snakes want their lives. They are the tools of murder cultivated by the owner of the tomb.

After all the snake eggs died, the head of the incorruptible monk's corpse finally closed its dark eyes, and turned to ashes.

This monk has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and it should have turned into dust.

When the monk died, the female snake nailed to the wall became wilted, as if she was drained and angry.

Wu Shuang Fu Yao's three eyes lit up, and a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time.

The monk's shell is the carrier of the black snake. Without the monk's body, these black snakes lose their original vitality!

In order to test whether this idea was true or not, Fu Yao took his Dark Flame Sword and slashed at the female snake on the wall. This time he cut the female snake into two pieces! In other words, without the carrier, the power of the black snake is much weaker.

The female snake that was chopped into two sections did not die. Fu Yao chopped up the snake head again. The head was chopped in half, and the snake body finally stopped twisting.

"Finally dead."

Fu Yao sighed.

Go up the old way, picked up the female snake's body and looked at it. After a few strokes with Wushuang's fan, he pulled out a thumb-sized inner alchemy from the female snake's body.

"This is a good material for refining equipment."

Speaking, he threw the inner alchemy to Wushuang. Wushuang looked at it and nodded his approval. This inner alchemy was extremely hard and was indeed suitable for refining tools. Maybe this inner alchemy had other functions.

But she was more interested in fangs. She asked Lao Dao to help her break the fangs off and have a look. Before, she saw the venom of black snakes corroded the floor, and the venom sprayed by the black snakes outside the fire wall was also causing The power of the flame is getting smaller and smaller.

But after she took a few pills, the power of the profound spirit returned, and the power of the Nether Red Lotus remained undiminished.

"The venom is hidden in the fangs, Wushuang, be careful." The old Tao broke off the fangs.

Wu Shuang took a look and curled his lips: "I am refining a kind of elixir that lacks blindly poisonous things. This venom can actually play a role."

Moreover, this venom can also refine erysipelas powder, which can be said to be a home trip, oh no, it is a must for murder and arson!

She looked at the dense black snakes outside the wall of fire suddenly became fiery.

Fortunately, those black snakes are not wise, otherwise my heart will get fluffy right now.

"Brother, old man, later, you help me collect the venom!"

Wu Shuang said loudly. After the two of them responded loudly, her cyan fan passed directly through the wall of fire, shhhhhhhh, like cutting tofu, cutting the monks inside in half. , And at the same time she separated countless clusters of tiny flames and bounced out, pouch pouch, snake eggs exploded in the flame one after another!

As soon as the snake egg died, the monk's body also turned into ashes. Soon, the huge tomb suddenly became wider, leaving only tens of thousands of black snakes outside the wall of fire!

The monk's body disappeared, and the black snake's ability declined. After a while, Nether Red Lotus burned many black snakes to death.

Fu Yao and Lao Dao rushed up and slashed at the black snakes!

Wushuang's cyan fan flew around, cutting off the heads of countless black snakes. The ground was full of black snake corpses, and there was no place for their feet.

The black snake retains black blood, and the whole tomb is smelly, and there is also a rotten smell, which is really unpleasant.

Wu Shuang was disgusting in this environment, and he started more quickly. The three of them joined forces and it didn't take long for the black snakes to die.

Lao Dao and Fu Yao collected the inner alchemy and venom for her, only to collect a little, and Wushuang stopped them.

"Brother, old man, leave these things alone. Look, all these black blood flowed into these grooves, as if they were gathering somewhere in the past!"

Wushuang pointed to the groove under his feet, and the black blood of the black snake penetrated into it, gathered together, and flowed down quickly.

The look of the old way changed, and he quickly took out the celestial compass, and said in his mouth the heavenly stems and earthly branches and various complicated things, what was being calculated.

In a short while, Lao Dao suddenly put away the secret compass, facing Wushuang and Fu Yao with very solemn expressions:

"This is the tomb of Jiulianhuan. If the old way is expected, the entrance has been sealed, and the next chaining mechanism will be opened."

"What!"

Fu Yao's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly teleported back, but soon he stopped.

"Junior sister, the entrance is indeed sealed! It was sealed before we knew it! We have no retreat."

Wushuang teleported over, and the road was blocked from the middle. Even if you came in from the first entrance, it was a dead end. She couldn't go in any more. Her first thought was that she was worried that the emperor would be worried. She subconsciously He touched the ring, suddenly her expression condensed, she could not feel the emperor from the ring, nor could she contact him.

She tried sound transmission and found that it could not be transmitted at all.

"Our contact with the outside world is also broken." She looked at Fu Yao and Lao Dao.

"This mausoleum is too weird! Junior sister, we can only move on now."

Old Dao nodded: "Yes, we have already passed one chain of death tombs, and there are still eight chains left. If we can pass all of them, we can go out. Perhaps the coffin of Venerable Dhyana Zen is at the end."

Wu Shuang understands that in his heart he is more curious about Venerable Dhyana, who is he, why he designed this kind of dead tomb, or that he hid too many good things and didn’t want people to get it, so he made it out This tomb of nine dead and no life.

In short, she feels that Venerable Dhyana is definitely not a good person, otherwise she would not sacrifice so many monks to raise him "tomb-seeing snake". This behavior is no longer worthy of being called a compassionate Buddhist man.

"Who is there!"

At this moment, Wushuang suddenly looked towards the wall with sharp eyes.

Neither Fu Yao nor Lao Dao felt the presence of anyone, but both took a defensive posture and protected Wushuang behind them.

But after a long time, there was no movement on the wall, making them think Wushuang was wrong.

"Come out!" Wushuang frowned slightly, and the cyan fan in his hand showed sharp spikes.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, the corners of the robes appeared on the wall, and a man's voice came from there.