Chapter 1112: Nine Links Dead Tomb

Chapter 1112
"These snake eggs should be born from this female snake."
Wushuang said, a cluster of flames broke out 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 when they are at their weakest time, her Nether Red Lotus and other high-level fire bombs went up, and those snake eggs burst open, and the little snake inside was instantly burned to death!
The female snake nailed to the wall was struggling frantically, and the howling was extremely sharp.
But Wushuang could not give birth to any sympathy. These black snakes wanted their lives. They were the tools of murder cultivated by the owner of the tomb.
After all the snake eggs died, the head of the indestructible monk's corpse finally closed its dark eyes, and turned into ashes.
This monk has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and it should have turned into dust.
As soon as the monk died, the female snake nailed to the wall became wilted, as if drained of anger.
Wushuang Fu Yao's three eyes lit up, and a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time.
The body of the monk is the carrier of the black snake. Without the body of the monk, 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 towards 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's head again. The snake's head was chopped in half, and the snake body finally stopped twisting.
"Finally dead."
Fu Yao sighed.
Going up the old way, he 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."
As he said, he threw the inner alchemy to Wushuang, Wushuang looked around, nodded his approval, this inner alchemy was extremely hard, and it 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 the black snakes corroding the floor, and the venom sprayed by the black snakes outside the fire wall also made the flames powerful. 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.
Wushuang took a look, and curled his lips: "I refine a kind of elixir that is lacking in toxic substances. This venom can actually do a little bit."
Moreover, this venom can also refine poisonous erysipelas powder, which can be said to be a home trip, oh no, 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 don't have intelligence, otherwise their hearts will get fluffy right now.
"Brother, old man, later, you help me collect the venom!"
Wushuang said in a loud voice. After the two of them responded loudly, her cyan fan passed directly through the wall of fire, shhhhhhh, like cutting tofu, cutting the monks inside in half while she Countless clusters of tiny flames were separated and bounced out, and the snake eggs exploded in the flame one after another!
As soon as the snake egg died, the monk's body 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.
Wushuang disgusted 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, don't worry about these things. Look, all the black blood flowed into these grooves, as if it was gathering somewhere!"
Wushuang pointed to the groove under his feet, and the black snake's black blood penetrated into it, gathered together, and flowed down quickly.
The old-fashioned look changed, and he quickly took out the celestial compass, thinking of the heavens and earth and all kinds of complicated things, what he was calculating.
After a while, Lao Dao suddenly put away the celestial compass, facing Wushuang and Fu Yao with extremely solemn expressions:
"This is the tomb of Jiulianhuan. If the old road is expected to be good, 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 way out."
Wushuang teleported over, and the road was blocked from the middle. Even if you entered from the first entrance, it was a dead end. She couldn't enter anymore. Her first thought was that she was worried that the emperor would be worried, so she subconsciously touched it. Suddenly, her expression condensed suddenly, and she couldn't even feel the emperor's uncle from it, nor could she contact him.
She tried sound transmission and found that it couldn't be transmitted at all.
"Our contact with the outside world is also broken." She looked at Fu Yao and Lao Dao and said.
"This mausoleum is too weird! Junior sister, we can only move on now."
Lao 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. Maybe the coffin of Venerable Dhyana Zen is at the end."
Wushuang understands that in his heart he is more curious about Venerable Dhyana, who he is, 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 this kind of nine deaths. Tomb without life.
In short, she felt that Venerable Dhyana is definitely not a good person, otherwise she would not sacrifice so many monks to raise him "tomb-seeing snakes". This behavior is no longer worthy of being called a compassionate Buddhist man.
"Who is there!"
At this moment, Wushuang suddenly looked sharply towards the wall.
Neither Fu Yao nor Lao Dao felt the presence of anyone, but they both made a defensive gesture and protected Wushuang behind them.
But for a long while, 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 time, the corners of the robes were exposed by the wall, and a man's voice came from there.