Chapter 1222

The leakage of the house happened to rain at night, and the murals followed, flashing and flowing in the walls on both sides. There are dozens of demons in the front and back, which have formed the trend of interception and blocking. They have been in a desperate situation and have no way to escape. At this time, the demon had no voice. I was a little worried that I was in a coma.

Just thinking of countermeasures, these foreign ghosts in black suddenly stared at the ferocious ghost eyes and rushed to me one after another. As if afraid of being robbed by the murals, he couldn't wait to start before the dark energy didn't leave a dead corner and set up a net. They opened their mouths and showed their sharp fangs. Although they were not as fast as the dark dead, they were also faster than the galloping horse. They rushed to me like a flash of lightning.

Fortunately, the demon was not in a coma. He quickly took me to the ground and rolled away. When there was no time to rush, he escaped from their gap. But before he got up, he was entangled in his legs by several stiff things like dead tree bark. Looking back, it turned out that they had long arms or pointed fingers.

These dead things didn't hurry to lower their mouths. They stretched out their bright red tongues and licked their lower lips, like a group of hungry beasts, and then stretched their necks to bite me like mad dogs. I trembled with fear, raised a porcelain pot and lifted the lid.

So they immediately stopped their mouths and stared at the porcelain pot with fear. It was in a hurry that I took out a ghost altar. The dark dead are afraid of their bodies. I think these demons probably don't dare to approach. Sure enough, I was right, but their eyes seemed greedy in addition to timidity.

The demon said in surprise, "close the lid quickly. Although these demons are afraid of the bodies of the dark dead, they are also eager to absorb its dark energy. Once someone talks first, it is bound to cause crazy robbery, and then it will be a dead end! "

At the same time, while they were distracted, the demons suddenly burst out their spiritual power, spread their long arms and fingers, and flew out close to the ground.

At this moment, the murals on the wall also opened, and evil spirits and evil animals poured out. We may have stayed here for a long time. When it stopped, the dead things in the murals found a breakthrough. I think this breakthrough point is not the weakness of the wall, but a point where they concentrate their efforts to break through. While moving, they have no time to concentrate and break through. Once they are still, they can break the painting no matter where they are.

I just skimmed over against the soles of these dead things. It's really dangerous. If I didn't fly close to the ground in mid air, it would be sent to the door automatically and caught by them.

With my escape, the devil immediately returned to his senses and came to chase him quickly, so he collided with these evil spirits and beasts. Then it became lively. People turned upside down and flew around. That's called chaos. The demon took the opportunity to take me into a branch corridor and gasped. Turn right in front. The first door is the room where the necromancer is located. After that, he took back his psychic power. Obviously, he was on the edge of overdraft.

All the demons in this corridor were outside and ran out unimpeded all the way. Who knows, just turning right, I saw two demons in front of me and two behind me. It seems that they are afraid of being escaped by me. They are arranged in various corridors to intercept me.

As soon as I turned my eyes, I opened the cover of the ghost altar that had not been put into the bag, reached out and pinched out a handful of ashes, and ran away quickly towards the two foreign ghosts in black robes in front of me. The two guys opened their mouths, showed their ferocious fangs, and rushed towards me. When I was about to meet, I waved and scattered the ashes. The two goods immediately stopped in a hurry, with fear in their eyes. At the same time, they looked thirsty and watched the ashes fall down. Seems to be hesitating, whether to eat or not?

Just as they hesitated, I turned and turned to the first cave on the right. The demon did not guess wrong. The necromancer was in this room. Because all the caves are empty, except this one is an upright corpse, wearing a black robe, holding a magic Scepter in his right hand and a metal cross in his left hand.

From this look, the fool can guess that it is the necromancer, but the body has already dried up, the face under the black hood is shriveled and dark, his eyes are closed, and his eye sockets are deeply collapsed. The scepter in the right hand pointed obliquely to the left corner. The demon reacted very quickly and immediately said to the left.

I hurried over and looked closer. There was a movable stone slab on the ground in the corner. I immediately put the sealed ghost altar into the bag, pulled out the masonry cone and pried the stone plate open. In the headlights, I saw a stone step below. Yes, this should be the exit to other floors!

However, at this time, the two black robed demons chased in, but they suddenly stopped at the door and bowed respectfully to the dead Master's body.

They stopped and gave me enough time to jump down the stone steps and pull the slate over again to plug it up again. When there was just a gap left, the two dead things rushed to the ground like lightning. Their fingers were long, and they dug into the gap. With a click, the stone slab returned to its position in the groove and forcibly broke their twenty slender fingers like dead tree bark.

In fact, the slate is not heavy, but there must be a forbidden curse. Except that the murals can flow between the walls, the entrances and exits are not allowed to cross the border. This slate is easy for people. It is a heavy stone for evil things. The crushed finger immediately changed back to its original length, just a short section. It rolled and twitched on the stone steps. It seems that it still has vitality.

I immediately took a breath and sat down on the steps, looking down at the terrain and taking a breath. It took too much physical strength just now. You must rest your feet, or you will completely rely on the spirit power of the demon.

At the bottom of the steps was a dark and cold corridor. It was very quiet. I couldn't see anything unusual, so I was a little relieved. After the twenty broken phalanges rolled down, they suddenly disappeared and seemed to evaporate into air.

The demon also breathed out a long breath and said to me, "thanks to the mural just now, otherwise we can't find the location of the necromancer."

I gasped and asked her the details of the mural. I hadn't seen it clearly before. Because there are so many contents around the walls, I can't see it at all.

The demon said that the content in the mural was after the old devil died, but it began in Sanlitun. The funeral procession was very large, with thousands of people, but it was all human costumes, and there was no demon. It's not difficult to explain that the funeral procession was so vast. It was the first generation of demon gods. At that time, black city was still in its heyday, and it was not unusual for 10000 people to send funerals. Why are there no demons in the team?

There is a more strange place, that is, when the funeral team enters Qianshou mountain and passes through the burial Valley, the people buried under the burial pit are not dragons and animals, but individuals!

The corpse was surrounded by human dragons. It can be seen that the buried dead was the so-called "buried dragon". But Mao is a man, not a dragon and beast, which makes the demon wonder.