The filth-removing sword wrapped in holy water exerted its power that it originally did not have.

Qin Yun took off the head of the White-haired Corpse King like a chicken and kicked it away.

The corpse king's vitality is quite tenacious, his head is gone, and his body is still moving.

"It's time to come true!"

Everything around him retreated like a tide, and Qin Yun "returned" to the narrow coffin.

This time it was his turn to go on the battle himself, and he had no reliance on his own.

The foreseeable state is always foreseeable, not true. Even if he wins ten thousand times in the foreseeable state, it doesn’t make any sense. He has to face reality in the end.

"Don't fuck him!"

After cheering himself up, Qin Yun jumped onto the ground with the engineer shovel.

I started digging the ground with great knowledge.

Grasp the stone cover and lift it up, revealing the dark corridor inside.

With the flashlight in his mouth, Qin Yun climbed forward all the way, and soon arrived at the exit of the corridor, reached out to hold the Holy Water bottle and splashed it to the right.

When the sound of something falling to the ground sounded, Qin Yun crawled out, held the sword of the filth removal in one hand, and skillfully cut off the head of the corpse of the corpse.

Then he picked up the engineer shovel and smashed it directly at the organic stones.

The door carved with murals slowly opened.

He bent down and crawled in and stood in front of the hanging bronze coffin.

"I won't ask for luck this time."

When there is no luck, the player's luck is to win the lottery, that is, the 55-5-5 state.

Qin Yun stood in front of the coffin and muttered softly: "No intention to offend! It's all for survival."

After saying that, he picked up the engineer shovel and pried open the soul-squeezing nails on the coffin one by one.

As soon as there were few prying, a thud of thumping sound came from the coffin. The owner of the tomb inside probably began to transform.

Qin Yun was so angry that he was too dark!

His speed of prying the soul-suppressing nails also began to accelerate. The current situation is better than the predicted state, at least the corpse of the tomb owner did not change that quickly.

Soon, all the soul-squeezing nails were removed.

Put your hands on the lid of the coffin and exert force suddenly.

The coffin board made a harsh and rubbed sound, and with a loud bang, the coffin board was pushed to the ground by Qin Yun.

At the same time, he caught a glimpse of the tomb owner who was transforming into a corpse.

A long-dead mummy was growing rapidly with black hair, and the thin bones kept trembling and hitting the wall of the coffin.

Five light balls of supplies were at the end of the coffin. Qin Yun did not reach out to get it rashly, because just a few breaths when he opened the coffin, the tomb owner's corpse was transformed!

However, Qin Yun was prepared for a long time, so he picked up the holy water and poured it down.

A burst of black smoke soared into the sky. The tomb owner, covered in black hair, raised his hands and grabbed it on the spot, then sat up.

"This is a black evil spirit, it should be weaker than a white evil spirit, right?"

Qin Yun had already retreated far away and observed the movements in the coffin.

The black-haired corpse king also jumped up in the air and fell to the ground like the white-haired ones.

His entire face was corroded by the holy water, revealing the black bones inside.

"Huh~"

The black-haired corpse king also let out a breath of black air.

"It's coming!"

Seeing this action, Qin Yun knew that the Corpse King was going to attack!

Sure enough, after spitting out a breath of black gas, the Black-haired Corpse King rushed over.

Its speed is actually faster than before?

Damn Qin Yun was stunned, but he had been wary of this time and directly predicted to avoid this attack.

"Wild Ri, this black and fiercer than white? What kind of luck is my cow and horse!"

I was very scared. If I hadn't made a prediction, I would have been killed suddenly by the Black-Furry Corpse King just now.

At this moment, the Black-haired Corpse King appeared in front of the circular turning door again. Just now, it directly smashed the door panel and rushed out.

"Huh!"

Another breath of black air, Qin Yun held his breath and made a prediction again.

call!

The black-haired corpse king was extremely fast. He just hit the round stone gate, but he just moved his arm.

Once again, he avoided the killing attack, Qin Yun leaned against the wall, and his Adam's apple squirmed.

"Damn it, so fast! Fortunately, this thing has a front-run attack!"

Without breathing, the Black-Furry Corpse King soon came to kill again.

The moment I bumped just now, all the iron chains hanging on the bronze coffin broke, and the head of the coffin was sunk.

On the other hand, the Black-haired Corpse King actually had just slightly deformed his lower limbs?

boom!

boom!

boom!

After several attacks, several human-shaped depressions were knocked out by the Black-haired Corpse King in the tomb.

"This thing is too fierce, fast and thick skin."

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Qin Yun was already a little overwhelmed.

He took advantage of the opportunity when the Black-haired Corpse King escaped from the wall and took out the nutrient solution and took a sip to replenish his own strength.

After drinking the nutrient solution, Qin Yun was immediately full of energy and felt that he could still fight the corpse king for 300 rounds.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

......

I don’t know how many attacks the Black-haired Corpse King launched. In short, the walls of the tomb are full of human-shaped pits.

Qin Yun stood in a corner of the tomb, panting.

His body was not hurt, but his mental damage was severe.

Fortunately, the Black-haired Corpse King's body has been severely deformed at this moment, and his movement speed is not as good as before.

"Grandma, why do I mess with such a bad thing?"

After spat, Qin Yun adjusted his breath, enchanted the Sword of Defiled Demon, and hedged the Black-Furious Corpse King.

"Die for me!"

He walked around the back of the Black-haired Corpse King and stabbed him with a fierce sword.

Holy Water is worthy of being a holy water. Even if the Black-Furn Corpse King is rough and thick in skin, he still can't stand it when facing magical damage.

The filth-removing sword successfully entered the corpse king's neck. Qin Yun used all his strength to slash left and right, and finally took off the corpse king's head.

"Damn, I'm so exhausted."

Sitting on the ground, watching the corpse king's head rushing towards him, Qin Yun stabbed his sword into his eyes, penetrated through his jaw, and penetrated straight to the ground.

"Without the means of Uncle Jiu, it would be too difficult to deal with such dead objects."

Qin Yun sighed, if the ordinary monsters in the tomb were solved, it would be easier to solve it, and he would take out his rifle and ramble.

Evil things like zombies can only be fought against by holy water and other things that can purify evil spirits.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Qin Yun felt that his strength had recovered a little. High-intensity dodging was also very physically exhausting.

"call."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Qin Yun picked up the filth-removing sword inserted on the ground. At this time, the head of the Black-haired Corpse King had stopped moving. He originally twisted his body with his teeth and claws, but there was no movement.

This ghost thing finally died!

Walking to the sunken coffin that was hit, Qin Yun reached out and took the five balls of light into his hands.

"It's better to check and accept the goods in a different place."

After directly putting the light ball into the backpack, Qin Yun returned to the entrance of the corridor, and then crawled backwards into the corridor in a strange posture...
Chapter completed!