Once the mist enters the brain along the wounds in the eye sockets, it spreads in an instant and turns into countless toothpick-sized miniature Jingjian Agans.
The moment these ultra-small Jingjian Ahan entered the brain of the ancestor Zhang Qiling, they spread in all directions, eating up all the soft structures in his body!
In just a few breaths, all the white mist penetrated into the body of the ancestor Zhang Qiling.
During this period, the ancestor Zhang Qiling's struggle became more and more severe, and he kept screaming in pain.
Hu Ming felt great pressure at this time and was completely unable to restrain this guy. He quickly nodded to the younger brother.
"One, two... let's go!"
The two of them each silently counted three numbers in their minds, and at the same time let go of the ancestor Zhang Qiling, watching warily from a distance as it knelt on the spot and screamed in pain.
No matter how terrifying the copper-clad iron bones of this thing are, the structures inside its body, especially the structures inside the brain and internal organs, are still soft biological structures after all.
The pain caused by the innumerable amount of pure sight Agama that is constantly raging in its body is unbearable for any living thing.
Visible to the naked eye, the thick black blood in the seven orifices gushes out like a fountain.
As time went by, the struggle of the ancestor Zhang Qiling became weaker and weaker, and his strong body gradually shriveled up.
Judging from the appearance, the skin that was originally smooth now had densely packed small earthworm-like protrusions.
Before death, this thing's joyful wailing can make everyone who hears it feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts, just like the wailing of evil spirits in the deepest part of hell.
After a few moments, the body lying helplessly on the ground completely collapsed, showing no signs of struggle.
"Bah, this guy is really difficult to deal with!"
Only then did Hu Ming relax his tense body and let out a long sigh.
This thing is the most dangerous thing Hu Ming has encountered since he came to this world.
After all, people’s year dates are kept there! The big rice dumplings originated at least four thousand years ago... To be honest, the ancients were right.
Older gingers are more spicy!
The same goes for rice dumplings.
When the year comes, everything becomes extremely complicated...just like the little brother around me.
After relaxing, Hu Ming's thinking became slightly divergent, and he glanced subtly at his brother who was also relaxed.
"..."
The little brother's senses are undoubtedly very sharp, and he immediately noticed Hu Ming's strange gaze, but due to his personality, the little brother just frowned slightly and didn't say anything else.
The two of them calmed down their rapid breathing and relieved the fatigue of their muscles. They each held two knives and cautiously approached Zhang Qiling, the seemingly silent ancestor.
Although, according to Hu Ming's abnormal hearing, the "corpse" lying on the ground in front of him did not move at all, and it looked really dead.
But after all, it has been nurtured in this special Feng Shui for thousands of years, and no one is sure whether there will be any changes in this thing.
as expected!!!
The two of them had just arrived next to this thing, when suddenly, it moved!!!
The withered body suddenly began to squirm, and its arms supported the body and trembled slightly.
Cluck cluck...
His head turned slightly, and his empty eyes, with black blood flowing continuously, ignored Hu Ming and stared at the little brother.
This scene... is really scary.
Even with the psychological quality of Hu Ming and the younger brother, they couldn't help but take a step back slightly, feeling terrified in their hearts.
The vocal cords of the ancestor Zhang Qiling had long been swallowed up by Jingjian Ahan, and his mouth kept opening and closing, but he could only make a strange cry of "Gurgling".
However, judging from the shape of his mouth, he is probably saying the word Zhang Qiling.
I don't know what this guy wants to say, he just keeps repeating this mouth shape.
"Do you know what this guy wants to say?"
Hu Ming cast doubtful eyes on his younger brother.
The younger brother frowned and shook his head.
God knows what this thing is trying to express...
at this time...
Rumble!!!
Suddenly, there was a deafening roar accompanied by smoke and fire!
An irresistible and terrifying shock wave instantly hit the two of them.
"What the hell!?"
Hu Ming, who was a little nervous, cursed subconsciously. He and his brother ignored the dying guy in front of them and retreated, hiding behind the wooden box next to them to avoid the aftermath of the explosion.
"Ahem... Damn it, little fat boy, do you know how to blast while riding a horse? How can you be the same as your old man!"
"How much yellow explosive did you put on your horse? Mader almost blew me and Xiaohua to death!"
"Damn it, you blame me? Fatty, I've been playing this stuff since I was a kid! Uncle, you don't know where you got the yellow explosives from. Isn't this more exaggerated than the military supplies of Maozi Country?"
After the aftermath of the explosion dissipated and the buzzing in their ears subsided, Hu Ming and his brother popped out from behind the broken wooden box and saw three dark miners of varying sizes and sizes shouting curses at each other.
"Damn it... I really thought someone came in and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make money and kill people..."
Seeing this, Hu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and took out his ears, which were still ringing in the ears.
The sound of explosions in a confined space continues to reverberate. If the sound is louder, it can completely destroy a person's eardrums.
As for yellow dynamite...
Hu Ming glanced at a rag bag blown to his side by the shock wave and knew it clearly.
The yellow explosives in Hu Ming's backpack were rewarded from the system, and they were filled with ingredients!
The overall power is about 130% of ordinary yellow explosives.
Hu Ming didn't bother to check whether the dilapidated tunnel that had been bombed would collapse. He quickly looked around, looking for the body of his ancestor Zhang Qiling.
"Fortunately, it was indeed a temporary corpse fraud..."
Seeing the miserable corpse lying quietly and messily in the corner without any movement for a long time, Hu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
…
"Run! The shock caused by the blast just now happened to be an opportunity for the ancient building's defense system to activate!"
The younger brother's face suddenly changed, and he pulled Hu Ming and ran in the direction of Wu Xie and the others.
Without bothering to explain a lot, Hu Ming and Hu Ming, who had reacted, each pulled the three of them and rushed to the passage, not daring to waste even a moment.
In the passage where several people came in... wisps of thin white mist like smoke were slowly drifting in!
By chance, a wisp of white mist fell on the body of the ancestor Zhang Qiling, and a horrifying scene happened.
Chi chi chi~~~
The terrifying strong alkali mist immediately began to corrode the corpse of the ancestor Zhang Qiling. The copper skin and iron bones that Hu Ming and the two brothers tried their best to inflict fatal damage immediately made the sound of being corroded!
In just a few breaths, that layer of skin was corroded away and turned into a puddle of thick water, revealing the tough muscles underneath that had lost their color.
Seeing this scene, the faces of Wu Xie, Xiaohua Fatty and the three of them instantly turned pale.
The three of them quickly broke away from the hands of Hu Ming and the younger brother, and jointly carried Huo Xiangu's body. They used all their strength to eat and ran towards the depths of the passage with all their might.
As for whether there will be danger ahead...
Mud, who cares about this when there is death chasing you behind your butt?
The three of them finally understood. Hu Ming and his younger brother had solemn expressions when they mentioned the final defense system of the Zhangjia Ancient Building.
Damn it, who can withstand this kind of formation?
As long as they are flesh and blood, no matter how many people come, they will die!
Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, he will be disgraced, right?
