When the arrow reached a foot away from the black taro, it could no longer move an inch, as if it was embedded in the darkness.
Then starting from the tip of the arrow, the arrow transformed by spiritual power began to melt inch by inch.
The great black konjac devil was proud of himself, but it was a pity that his new master could not see it. The great devil of the black corpse konjac clan should have been invincible in the world!
Invincible!
The Black Taro Demon King was so excited that he wanted to finish looting the tomb as soon as possible, and then follow his master to the sun, kill everyone, and spread his evil reputation far and wide!
Dozens of dangers disappeared silently in the darkness. An Qingli raised his lips. This guy smelled bad, but it was indeed useful. It was equivalent to recruiting a thug comparable to the Mahayana realm.
Black Corpse Konjac put all the things he got into the Moon Banquet Picture, not daring to hide anything.
An Qingli thought about it, inspected the smelly treasures, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Let's go to the next place."
After stumbling through the Mustard Seed space, I finally exited the tomb of the concubine and arrived at the tomb of a prince.
This prince's tomb is also a place that I visited last time but did not enter. According to Black Corpse Konjac, this prince died a few years earlier than the concubine. He still died under the punishment of thunder. I don't know what he did to anger the heavens.
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However, after his death, he was buried in a grand ceremony, with a large number of people in the palace, countless spiritual stones and magic weapons, and the old king personally built the coffin for him.
"Spiritual stone?" Xiao Jintan immediately became energetic.
After a few of the little ones vomited, they stuffed their nostrils with cloth strips, which was considered happy.
It's just that the smell of black taro is so strong that it makes you sick just thinking about it and makes you want to vomit when you smell it, so the little ones haven't officially met it yet.
An Qingli unlocked a layer of seal restrictions in the Moon Banquet Picture, and Black Taro's voice came out from inside. He spoke in an exaggerated tone, and gestured with his black arms: "Yes, spiritual stones, many, many spiritual stones. That prince's spiritual root
Very poor. Each of the five spiritual roots has extremely low value. I had to collect a large amount of spiritual stones for cultivation. Unfortunately, the people were gone long ago and the spiritual stones could only be buried in the ground."
The little Pegasus glanced at An Qing's luck on the fence, and said cheerfully: "That's just right, we'll accept the things he can't use."
An Qingli manipulated the mustard space, successfully passed through the outermost light curtain of the tomb, and then penetrated into the tomb through the gap under the tomb door.
This time, Mustard Seed did not enter the space and stopped under the tomb door. An Qingli directly released the black taro to explore the way for her first.
Black Yam swayed and entered a new tomb.
There are no runes in the tomb, only spiritual stones that occupy half of the tomb.
The spiritual stones piled up like a mountain, the spiritual energy was so strong that it almost turned into water, and even the black corpse konjac wanted to drool.
However, the saliva of Black Corpse Konjac also smells bad, so no one would want to get close to it.
"Be careful." An Qingli reminded again, "Although the spirit stone is dazzling, it is also dangerous. It is not inferior to the existence of the tomb of the concubine."
If it weren't for the black corpse konjac, the concubine's tomb would allow even people in the Tribulation Realm to lie in it.
"Master, don't worry, everything is under the control of the Black Potato Demon King." The Black Corpse Demon King was full of arrogance, and his body shook again, and the boundless darkness spread.
In this darkness, it is the master.
A mountain of spiritual stones rushed into the Qiankun Bag.
One Qiankun bag was not enough, so I took out twenty more Qiankun bags.
The tomb is too big and contains too many spiritual stones. The owner of the tomb may have dug out all the spiritual veins underground during his lifetime.
And at this moment, in the boundless darkness, under a rock wall, there seemed to be the sound of pages turning.
The pages are made of stone, but the pages themselves are thin and really look like paper.
The next moment, the true form of the Black Corpse Konjac appeared on the page.
However, Black Corpse Konjac was not aware of all this and was just happily collecting the spirit stones.
There are very few people in this world who don't love spiritual stones. The question is whether to show it.
About half of the mountains of spiritual stones have been collected.
Suddenly there was a scream of "ah" and the black corpse konjac disappeared without a trace.
The boundless darkness also disappeared together.
The tomb became open and bright again, everything returned to its original state, and the mountains of spiritual stones returned to their towering appearance, without any trace of being tampered with.
Xiao Lingxi and Bingfeng looked a little dumbfounded. In the boundless darkness, they did not see how the black taro disappeared. Now that the darkness suddenly dispersed, they also saw no trace of the black taro.
Bingfeng is good at detecting objects from afar, so he continued to open his Bingso Eye and quickly searched for traces of black taro under those stone walls.
Xiao Lingxi is good at breaking through illusions, constantly searching for hidden magic weapons and restrictions in the entire tomb.
"This... this is the so-called invincibility..." Little Pegasus stared nervously at An Qing's luck on the fence, and said nervously, "It disappeared so easily with an 'ah'?"
What is this?
The start of the battle was unfavorable, and he died before he could make a quick start?
It's also strange that it can't see the luck in the black taro. If it could see it, it wouldn't be allowed to take the initiative to show off and take risks.
An Qingli said in a deep voice: "It's hard to figure out luck. It's hard to say whether good will turn into bad or bad will turn into good. The top priority is to find where the black taro goes."
Xiao Jintan waved his feather fan, frowning and analyzing: "Is it possible that there is a teleportation array hidden in the pile of spiritual stones that teleported the black taro away?"
"The connection between me and the black taro is still there, and I can also feel that its soul power is gradually disappearing." The mustard space stopped in place and did not rush in. An Qingli sacrificed a golden elixir puppet, holding the Qiankun bag, and made the black taro just now.
things done.
Bingfeng and Xiao Lingxi focused their attention on the puppet without blinking.
The golden elixir puppet stiffly bent down and frantically stuffed the mountain of spiritual stones into the Qiankun bag.
It was stuffed very quickly, and soon there were about ten bags filled.
Suddenly, the golden elixir puppet trembled and suddenly disappeared.
Everything in the tomb was restored to its original state, and the spiritual stones were still piled up like mountains.
"It's actually a space-time formation! Time goes back and space is reshaped." An Qingli's heart jumped suddenly. The person who set up the formation for this tomb was really generous.
Moreover, she also saw a clue just now that the disappearing golden elixir puppet was suddenly sucked away by something.
First the puppet disappears, and then time and space are reshaped.
It seems that the disappearing puppet is the key to triggering the formation.
Perhaps there is no space-time formation in the tomb itself, but the treasure that absorbs the puppets has its own magical power of reshaping.
When Xiao Jintan learned what An Qingli was thinking, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "If there really is such a treasure that can be swallowed and reshaped, could it be that it is not something from the lower world and has reached the level of immortality?"
An Qingli said in a deep voice: "It's not surprising. I've encountered several mythical beasts and trees. It's not surprising that I've encountered an upper realm fairy weapon again."
Xiao Jintan nodded: "That's true. There are many good things in Bianlan Realm in Wancheng Kingdom."
Bingfeng and Xiao Lingxi have initially locked onto a range, where the black taro and the puppet last disappeared.
An Qingli could sense that the black taro was calling for help, and the cry for help was still weakening.