Chapter 128 Tomb Room Black Shadow

However, at the moment when the phosphorescence rose from the coffin to disappeared, Zhao Yong had seen a strange scene.

A shriveled skull reflected Zhao Yong's eyes. He has noticed that there are countless meat and buds squirming in the neck position under the head, like a meat maggots attached to the white bone, and this dry head is full at a speed visible to the naked eye, as fast as an inflatable balloon.

The scene at that moment was fleeting, and the phosphorescence rising from the coffin quickly dispersed in the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The phosphorus fire has just disappeared, and other changes have risen again.

Dong! A dull voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Yong's heart.

Zhao Yong only felt that the heart in his chest suddenly contracted. It seemed that there was a big hand holding it tightly, and even the beating was still. Logically, he should not hear any sound at all, but now Zhao Yong not only heard it, but also clearly, just like... like the sound of a heart pounding. ......

The air in the tomb suddenly cooled a little, Zhao Yong felt a chill all over his body, and the skin of his back suddenly felt a tingling.

Zhao Yong didn't look behind him. He suddenly turned around and turned his backhand and clawed. He saw his waist twisted, and his left arm hit out of his shoulder socket. The knot's muscles were as tight as a steel plate, and the joints of his whole body made a crisp sound. In this closed space, there was a tiger roar out of thin air.

A strong murderous spirit came out of Zhao Yong's body, like a tiger going down the mountain. He opened the palm of the fan's big palm, and his curved fingers were like fine steel. It was hard and powerful. The huge "iron claws" faced the dark shadow. The split was a claw, and there was a tendency to grab it through the intestines.

Bum!

Zhao Yong's arm was shocked, and the black shadow was shocked and flew back. Even if his tiger claws were caught on the steel plate, he could break it. But this time, instead of an attack, it was shaken back by the other party.

I really don't know how the opposite body grew up. It was so hard that I not only didn't feel any signs in advance, but also the strength of the other party was higher than my own.

Zhao Yongfei's return was fast and urgent, but his landing point happened to be the strange coffin placed in the tomb. Zhao Yong would not let himself fall on the coffin. If something happens again, his life and death will be unpredictable.

Zhao Yong's qi and blood all over his body are surging, and the strongly closed pores are almost shaken open by the punch. If all the pores are opened at this moment, the vitality in Zhao Yong's body will be gone.

Although he has reached the realm of blood exchange and will not be exhausted as before, he must be weak in the follow-up, and it will take at least two breaths to calm down the qi and blood, and in these two breaths, his life and death are under the control of others.

Zhao Yongqiang suppressed the surging qi and blood, but he didn't expect that his throat was still sweet in the end. A mouthful of purple and black blood surged up and sprayed out along his throat.

The purple and black blood clot was sprayed like this, turning into a blood mist, evenly sprinkled on the coffin in the middle of the tomb. After spewing out the blood stasis, the boredom in Zhao Yong's chest went away, and the operation of qi and blood suddenly became much smoother.

Zhao Yong gently pressed the broad palm of his right hand on the coffin cover, and his body rose up with the help of the power of downward pressure and flew to the dome. Zhao Yong sprayed the blood on the coffin cover, like water droplets immersed in the sand pile, disappearing in an instant.

Although Zhao Yong was in the air, he keenly felt that the shadow he had just shaken with him did not retreat with a single blow. On the contrary, he accelerated to his back heart. The speed was incredible, and he was about to touch Zhao Yong's body in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhao Yong had already touched the dome of the tomb, his arms were fished up, five fingers were inserted into the dome, hooked up, and his body hung upside down on the top of the tomb. In the face of the attack, his legs kicked hard on the top of the tomb, and his body fell to the ground like an arrow from the string.

As soon as Zhao Yong left the dome, he only heard a sound of dust falling behind him. The dome of the tomb was scratched through a big hole by the attacking shadow. Zhao Yong, who fell, turned over, his nails suddenly popped up, and his long nails flew out like lightning.

A moment later, Zhao Yong felt that his ejected nails hit the dark shadow accurately, but when his nails touched the dark shadow, they did not make any sound, as if they had never appeared before.

The black film kept rolling, stepped on the dome, fit up again, and tightly bit Zhao Yong's figure. He only felt that the back of his back was cold, and he never got rid of the pursuit of the shadow. Moreover, this cold feeling became more and more intense. If he didn't react, he would be buried in this monster the next moment. Under the claws.

Zhao Yong's feet just touched the ground, squatted down, and then turned back from his waist with a palm. The soaring palm quietly patted from his ribs, and the attacking dark shadow was slapped on his chest by Zhao Yong unprepared. With the help of the reaction of this palm, Zhao Yong rolled back and dodged the black claws from the top of his head and escaped the attack range of the shadow.

The dark shadow photographed by Zhao Yong stood still, motionless. After a few seconds, it turned back and fell back, and a piece of dust splashed in the tomb.

It seems that this dark shadow has been killed. The palm that Zhao Yong just turned around has used dark energy. The organs in the monster's chest should have been shaken to pieces and can no longer attack.

Only then did Zhao Yong make time to calm down the qi and blood that had just been strongly suppressed. He sat in place and recovered the physical strength he had just lost. In the middle of the next level of blood exchange, he could have played two dark energy, but with his current physical condition, the remaining dark energy could not be played out at all.

Zhao Yong's throat surged, and a mass of purple blood stasis spit out from his mouth. It was not until this time that the blockage in his chest was gone, and the qi and blood all over his body were smooth.

But Zhao Yong couldn't hold on to the state of stopping breathing. The war just now consumed too much vitality. He couldn't help opening his mouth and taking a deep breath. Zhao Yong suddenly disappeared from the body of the monster that fell to the ground. Suddenly, his heart tightened, and so mysteriously appeared, and then mysteriously disappeared again, and Xin Yue also disappeared at that time.

Zhao Yong looked around more vigilantly, and his pores were all open and closely watching the movement around him. At the same time, he seized the time to recover his physical strength.

The plateau passed through the stalactite forest, and a pile of burned black ash appeared at the end of the bamboo forest.

Next to the black and gray ashes are piles of green toad animal skins, piled together one by one. There are white bones scattered around the ashes, and there are still golden shreds of meat on the white bones.

The plateau picked up a animal bone and put it under the nose and smelled it gently. The smell was transmitted to his mind through the olfactory nerves in the nasal cavity. He found a familiar smell on the bone. It was the smell left on it by Xin Yue. The plateau picked up a few animal bones and put them under his nose. He frowned, which was strange! There is no other smell on the animal bones except Xin Yue. There is no smell on several animal bones. I don't know if it is the animal bones that Zhao Yong has eaten.

The palm of the plateau gently brushed away the ashes on the ground, a wave of warmth came from the pile of ashes, and there were even some hot hands on the ground. It seems that Zhao Yong and the others have just left here.

Only then did the plateau notice that his feet were no longer the low-lying cave. The bluestone slabs under his feet were pieced together into a winding bluestone corridor, which curvedly extended into the distance. Finally, it disappeared in the dark and did not know where to go, and Xin Yue's smell also came from far away from the depths of the bluestone corridor. He It seems that we have set foot on this bluestone corridor. Maybe we have escaped from this strange cave now. Thinking of this, the plateau and Luo Si couldn't help but accelerate their pace.

In a short time, the two disappeared between the bluestone corridors. However, they bypassed a corner, and a fork in the road appeared in front of them. Two identical bluestone corridors were placed in front of them, and the smell of Xin Yue and Zhao Yong ended here, disappearing without a trace, no smell, no Footprints, the clues are completely broken.

When the plateau saw this scene in front of him, he was suddenly shocked. In this way, he didn't know the direction of Xin Yue and Zhao Yong at all. How can he track it? Is it difficult for two people to walk alone?

He shook his head and left the plan behind at the first time. In this way, he would only disperse his only combat power. In the end, it is likely that the bones will be empty, and he must concentrate the power of the advantage to survive.

In the blink of the eyes of the plateau, he has made up his mind, and as long as the Luo Si next to him is reasonable in the plateau analysis, she is only the head of the plateau horse. The situation in front of her is indeed the same as the concern of the plateau. Thinking about the previous battle, if they have not yet broken through the realm of blood exchange by personal strength alone, they are now afraid I'm afraid it's already dead and injured, and it's impossible to be still unharmed. After they made up their mind, they chose the bluestone corridor on the far right, and their dog quickly disappeared at the end of the bluestone corridor again.

When the wind eagle was about to launch its own stunt - feather explosion, at this moment, Dian Li behind him reached out and grabbed him, signaling him not to attack for the time being.

Dian Li paid close attention to the biological current on the surrounding creatures. The moment the figure appeared, he sensed the biological current of the figure in front of him, and sensed that his biological current was similar.

When Dian Li was still wondering, a wisp of faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and Dian Li's body trembled when he smelled the fragrance. Obviously, he remembered who the figure in front of him was, and only she could control such a number of mutabulary beasts. It seemed that she was saved this time.