When Long Xiaoshan saw Gui Ming running away, he immediately knew that Gui Ming must have run out of gas and ran out of gas. He quickly chased after him, but there was no sign of the stone wall being broken.
Long Xiaoshan glanced over, only to see a black aura disappearing quickly.
"Earth Escape!"
Long Xiaoshan immediately understood that Ancestor Guiming had used his escape technique to escape.
Otherwise it wouldn't be so fast.
Guiming's speed was very fast and he disappeared within the scope of his heavenly eyes in the blink of an eye.
With such a superb escape technique, Long Xiaoshan couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.
He had no choice but to give up.
Moreover, there is no need to chase after the enemy. An old monster like Gui Ming who has lived for hundreds of years has no idea what tricks he can use to kill people. He had already exhausted all his tricks and tricks just now.
Even this can't kill Gui Ming, it can only be said that he is not strong enough.
If he hadn't had clairvoyance.
It must be him who dies here today.
Long Xiaoshan gave up the pursuit and walked back. At this time, the Blood God Son was still trapped by his dharma image, roaring and struggling.
Long Xiaoshan himself also practiced incarnation.
It can be seen that this Blood God Son must be the incarnation of Gui Ming, otherwise when the Blood God Son was severely injured by the law just now, Gui Ming's aura would not have been injured, giving him a chance, and now he sees the Blood God Son struggling.
He sneered: "Even if you run away, don't think about it."
Long Xiaoshan held his sword and killed the Son of Blood God.
Originally, the Blood God Son was no match for his Dharma Appearance, but now with the addition of Long Xiaoshan, it was even less likely to cause any waves. The sword energy and thunder methods were constantly bombarding the Blood God Son, coupled with the Dharma Appearance's suppression.
A quarter of an hour later.
The Blood God Son, who didn't know how many times he was scattered, finally couldn't bear it anymore, screamed, and completely dispersed into nothingness.
At the same time, somewhere in the mountain, a black shadow howled miserably, fell out of the soil, and howled ferociously.
"No!! Damn it, ancestor, I will kill all the bald donkeys of Buddhism sooner or later..."
After destroying the Blood God Son.
Long Xiaoshan saw a large number of golden light spots coming from the void and pouring into his merit jade bottle. Good guy, there are so many merits. Long Xiaoshan was overjoyed. The merits obtained this time were unprecedented, and they were all golden.
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It can be seen that killing the Son of Blood God is a good deed of supreme merit.
What a pity.
Let that ghost run away.
A ghostly clone has such great merit.
If you can kill Gui Ming.
I'm afraid the merits will be even more exaggerated.
Long Xiaoshan smacked his mouth with regret, completely forgetting that he was almost killed by Guiming just now.
Put away the magical power of Dharma.
Long Xiaoshan turned his head and walked towards Long Group and others: "Are you okay?"
Yan Bing and others shook their heads numbly, they were a little numb from the shock.
"Xiaoshan." Zhao Xiaoqiao stood up with some difficulty, his face pale: "Your chest..."
Long Xiaoshan's chest was collapsed. This was caused by Guiming just knocking him out. It looked a bit shocking. Long Xiaoshan shook his head: "I'm fine, how are you?"
Long Xiaoshan quickly grabbed her hand.
Just now, Zhao Xiaoqiao was deflected by Gui Ming's evil spirit and suffered serious injuries.
There is still an evil spirit in Zhao Xiaoqiao's body. Long Xiaoshan quickly uses his true energy to force the evil spirit out of Zhao Xiaoqiao's body. Zhao Xiaoqiao's face looks better: "Thank you."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Long Xiaoshan said something and saw that Li Huan was still in a coma. His soul had been searched by Ancestor Guiming and he probably wouldn't wake up for a while.
"Let's search the tomb again and get out of here right away."
Long Xiaoshan was also unsure of the extent of Guiming Ancestor's injuries. He was afraid that Guiming Ancestor would recover. If Guiming Ancestor came back to kill him again, he would not be able to stop the opponent anymore.
Now he has even exhausted his magical powers.
Long Group and others finally came to their senses and searched the tomb with Long Xiaoshan. The result was no surprise. The entire tomb was empty and only a stone tablet was found to verify the identity of the tomb owner.
He seems to be a descendant of a prince during the Kangxi period.
It's a pity that even the funeral objects have been evacuated.
Long Xiaoshan is now very suspicious that the Black Scale Sect is responsible. As for the ancestor Guiming, how could he be a prince's son? He has some doubts, but he can't figure it out for the moment. Let's wait for the Dragon Team to investigate.
After all, the Dragon Group monitors the Hidden Sect of the World, and it is much easier to investigate than him.
Nothing was found.
Long Xiaoshan moved the black coffin into his space ring.
Although this coffin was filled with evil spirits, there was no doubt that it was priceless. The whole body was made of soul-nurturing wood. Long Xiaoshan was not afraid of any evil spirits and drew a few talismans to seal the coffin.
The next one is the Black Nightmare Knife.
Although the Black Nightmare Knife is small, it gives Long Xiaoshan an unusual feeling.
Even more terrifying than the tiger sword.
Not knowing where the Black Scale Sect master got it from, he also put the Black Nightmare Knife away.
When the Long Group members saw that Long Xiaoshan took away these "trophies" without any scruples, they looked at each other and no one dared to say a word.
According to the rules, these things must be turned in.
After all, this is the mission of the Dragon Team.
But I have seen the battle between Long Xiaoshan and Gui Ming just now.
They decided to remain blind themselves.
To reason with a terrifying existence like Long Xiaoshan, it would be better to kill them.
After doing all this, Long Xiaoshan stood by the blood pool and looked at the numerous bones inside.
I wanted to bury them, after all, these are poor people, whose bones and blood were drained by the ghost to refine the Blood God Son.
After thinking about it again, he gave up.
"Yan Bing, you will be responsible for these bones. Don't let them be buried here nameless. Identify their identities. If they still have family members, hand them over to their families. If there are no family members, build a cemetery, carve tombstones, and bury them."
stand up."
"Yes, Long, Senior Long."
Yan Bing responded hurriedly.
"Let's go." Long Xiaoshan didn't talk nonsense and left with the people of the Dragon Group...
After Long Xiaoshan and others left.
The ancient tomb became quiet again.
The tomb was completely silent.
I don't know how long it took.
In the darkness, there was a faint sound of footsteps. After a while, a few bricks were lifted, and a skinny man crawled in like a civet cat. Bang! A match was lit in the darkness.
Then the skinny man took out a candle, lit it, and placed it in the southeast corner of the tomb.
If Long Xiaoshan and others were still here, they would definitely find that this was the old cat that disappeared last night.
The old cat turned on a miner's lamp and saw that the tomb was in a mess. He clucked his tongue. "Dear boy, was this place bombarded by missiles? It turned out to be like this. He had knocked the bricks in this tomb. They were not ordinary hard and were actually destroyed."
Like this.
"Grandma, no matter how hard you fight, you still have to drink my old cat's foot-washing water. The dragon team is amazing, bah!" The old cat's eyes glowed like a cat in the dark. He was born with night eyes and was born to do it.
Gold-touching material.
He touched the edge of the blood pool, and the miner's lamp in his hand shook and almost dropped to the ground. Even after decades of working in gold mining, he had long been immune to dead people's bones. Seeing the numerous bones in the blood pool, he still felt his scalp numb.
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"Amitabha, old cat, I'm just here to pick up some things you don't need. I didn't kill you, so don't come looking for me."
The old cat backed away step by step.
Suddenly, his steps slipped and he fell to the ground.
He got up and took a look. There was actually a pool of blood on the ground, as translucent as amber. It was strange how the blood could be this color. The old cat got closer and suddenly found that the blood was slowly squirming.
No, he just wanted to raise his body.
The blood actually flew up and stuck to his face like a pancake, and he let out a shrill scream in the darkness...
