After the long iron spear poked a hole in the stone door, Xu Zhi lay down at the entrance of the hole and greedily breathed in the fresh air outside the door.
Sweet air.
This mistake almost caused him to suffocate to death in this closed space. Fortunately, he had adapted to the hardness of the stone door in the road of survival before, so he did not appear panicked or desperate when he beat it.
After spitting out a few mouthfuls of black foam, Xu Zhi took a deep breath, and his inner energy exploded. A faint green light glowed around the long iron spear, and it quickly hit the stone wall near the cave, leaving numerous cracks.
Hundreds of violent piercings, the hard tip of the long iron spear was bent directly. At this time, the long spear almost turned into a long stick, but Xu Zhi always used sticks and had no objection to this.
, as long as it can be used.
When Xu Zhi made the hole bigger, his body quickly came out.
The zombies behind him were still knocking on the stone door one after another, with loud banging sounds. The burnt tomb owner was not really dead. Xu Zhi thought about it and decided to use the power of the Vulcan Sword to escape.
He took off his shirt, crumpled the clothes with the recorder into a ball, and threw them in the corner.
There is no shortage of magic power in the tomb at this time. The Vulcan Sword can burn. Even if the magic flame is lost, the sword is sharp enough to cut through the zombie's body.
The sword body was sealed very well. Gu Changying specially asked someone to make a suitable scabbard. As long as the Vulcan Sword is not drawn out or inserted back, the Vulcan Sword will not produce magical flames.
Black smoke was still coming out of the hole from time to time. For a while, Xu Zhi didn't want to get in again.
Maybe it would be a good idea to wait for the owner of the tomb to come out.
Listening to the other party's relentless hammering on the door, Xu Zhi waited quietly at this place. There was no need to find a special camping site for the night. The tomb was his nest. Ever since he entered the undead ruins, sleeping in the tomb seemed to be a natural choice.
As long as the monsters are eliminated, these places will become a good safe place.
Nearly half an hour later, there was a crisp sound from the stone door. The owner of the tomb obviously did not treat him lightly. The door of the secret room where the coffin was sealed was much wider than the stone door outside, which made him beat for a very long time.
But the door finally broke down.
"Creak, creak, creak"
Immediately, a toothache-inducing sound sounded, and Xu Zhi's energy light shined through, only to see the burnt owner of the tomb devouring the previous zombie corpses one by one.
Seeing that the other person had swallowed one and his body was about to recover a little, Xu Zhi gave a loud shout.
"Lao Zhan, look over here."
The energy lamp kept rotating up and down, left and right, making various provocations. The owner of the tomb turned around and saw that his eyes had already been burned out by Xu Zhi. Of course, zombies don't rely on this to see the way, and their eyes are probably just decorations for them.
The smell brought by the living is their most sensitive place, and they can perceive it as clearly as infrared rays.
In just a few seconds, the tomb owner became much more awake.
"Stranger, you are doomed. You tomb robbers, I will continue to curse you and sink into ruin with me, ah..."
"What you think is really beautiful."
Xu Zhi muttered, seeing this zombie make the same old mistake again, head out of the hole first, Xu Zhi's Vulcan sword was immediately unsheathed, the magical flames ignited, and the inner energy was drawn, and the divine sword suddenly had more
With great force, he cut it down hard.
A head suddenly rolled down, and the tomb owner's mouth opened and closed continuously, but he could no longer make any sound. There was a popping sound from behind the door, and the huge body fell down.
Black plasma slowly flowed out, and the severely injured zombie finally reached the end of his death. A burst of green mist just rose up, and was burned clean by the magic flame on the sword.
In order to prevent some accidents, the Vulcan Sword was swung by Xu Zhi, and the zombie's head was chopped into several pieces.
This is the sharp blade that Caitlin used to cut off several pieces of his steel rod. It is as sharp as a great sword, and the power of the magical flames makes this sword more powerful, almost like a master's blade.
Effect.
Even though the zombie's head is as hard as iron, it can still be sharpened like clay.
"Weapons worth 50 to 60 million are good."
Xu Zhi looked at the sword with joy, thought for a moment, and then took it back. Just like Gu Yuxi, he did not dare to use it arrogantly. A powerful weapon would bring a lot of convenience, but it would also attract some attention and attention.
greedy.
Their ability is not enough to resist the greed of human nature. Even with the names of the Yan family and the Gu family, they cannot deter some thoughtful people. As long as they are tricked once, they will probably capsize.
The illusion produced is easy to understand. After all, the appearance is no different from the real thing. It is like a zombie that suddenly appears and is fighting for peace. What can be done when people are in civil strife? There are still a bunch of identical skeletons.
The recorder has many disadvantages and inconveniences for him, but compared to these risks, the recorder is also a talisman, allowing some stronger people in the same industry to do less evil or not to do evil. As long as they can escape, the events in the recorder will be
It's ironclad proof, and you can settle the score after you get out.
Xu Zhi pinched his balled-up coat, slowly put it back on, and got back through the hole. He had to search for the vitality of heaven and earth. Of course, it would be best if there were any burial objects in Mr. Zombie's coffin.
.
Behind the broken stone door, there is only a broken stone coffin. The owner of the tomb seems to be very trustworthy. The wealth is specially placed behind the stone door that marks wealth, but there is only this coffin behind the stone door that marks rest.
There were no burial objects, but Xu Zhi was in a good mood. When the sarcophagus was slightly pulled, a ball of heaven and earth energy came out and filled the stone chamber space, along with the burning and smoky smell from before.
Queued out.
For him, it couldn't be better to handle the matter of the vitality of heaven and earth on the first day. Although he was a little frightened, he had to say that it started very smoothly.
Taking a sip of water, Xu Zhi slowly absorbed these natural treasures that could truly improve his Qi training skills.
A very sufficient share of the vitality of heaven and earth, which is enough for him to reach the intermediate level of advanced cultivator. He has no shortage of theory and experience. For this stage of cultivation, the only thing he lacks is inner energy. The density and quality of inner energy are both
It needs to be further improved in order to practice steadily. Otherwise, it can only rely on diet, water grinding, or continuous medicinal baths to slowly reach the standard.
Along with the risks within the ruins, the ruins also provide good rewards.
A sense of fullness of inner energy that made the body expand came, and Xu Zhi felt that the power of his inner energy when it exploded was even stronger.
He stood up slowly and suddenly heard a fluttering sound outside, as if a bird was flapping its wings, and then the sound of soft footsteps came.