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Chapter 130(2/2)

Actually want to break into the tomb!

The mood of the bull head statue can be described as a roller coaster.

They vowed that they wanted to drink the blood of the little monk, but when the little monk really came in front of them, they turned into a real sculpture.

A sculpture that dares not breathe or move.

Sculptures act as sculptures, which is not a difficult task for them.

"Isn't it a good thing that this big demon king entered our Tomb of the White King?" The statue of the bull-headed brother trembled and said.

"There are good things and bad things. He is very strong. There is no telling what treasures he will really take away. But if our cemetery can kill him, we will definitely make a lot of money!" Brother Niutou said in a low voice.

"Can you kill him?" The sculpture of Brother Niutou recalled An Bulang's previous battle, and his body trembled slightly, "He is very strong."

"Have you forgotten that? If he is unlucky..." Brother Niutou suddenly said.

"Oh, that..." Brother Niutou suddenly realized, and then he also laughed, "Yes, that thing that can kill even the mighty Divine Sea, if he comes across...hehehehe..."

Brother Niutou: "Hey hey hey..."

At this time, inside King Bai’s tomb.

An Bulang pushed the monsters in the cemetery all the way, cleverly broke through the cemetery's traps, and walked quickly towards the depths of King Bai's tomb. Almost nothing could stop his steps.

He has been through a lot of ruins and cemeteries. For him, the obstacles in front of him are as simple as eating and drinking, such as those undead monsters, structural monsters, such as those mysterious patterns and confusion arrays, he can easily handle them

Break open.

However, not long after, he stopped in an extremely spacious tomb.

The tomb is very wide, with faint blue candles burning all around, adding some light to the dim tomb. There are five closed doors in front, and various battle pictures are painted on the surrounding walls. In the pictures, men in white clothes

The protagonist, the swordsman, is very powerful, and at first glance, he looks like a wall for bragging.

There is a white statue in the center of the tomb. It is a swordsman who looks very wise and powerful. It is exactly like the awesome swordsman in the picture. It must be the owner of the tomb, King Bai.

None of this actually matters.

The important thing is that in front of the statue, there is a stone tablet with words engraved on it.

"If you want to move forward, you need to kneel down and bow to me once!"

An Bulang looked at the words on the stone tablet, then looked at the five closed doors in front of him, and curled his lips helplessly.

Will the door open if you worship this statue?

He has never worshiped anyone in his life, why should this guy want him to worship him?

An Bulang ignored the words on the stone tablet and went directly to the five gates. On the five gates, there were five big characters written on them: treasure, magic, elixir, skill, and formation.

Techniques, techniques, and formations are simply ignored.

An Bulang smacked his mouth, walked up to Cai Bao, smiled, made a fist with one hand, and smashed it forward hard.

Boom!!!

The door shuddered suddenly.

And then came out unscathed.

"Hiss...it hurts...it hurts..."

An Bulang grinned in pain.

As soon as the Shenshu point was opened, the golden energy flow was enveloped in the fist, and another punch came!

boom!!!

The whole tomb trembled.

But the door remained intact.

Not only that, an extremely majestic voice suddenly echoed in the tomb.
Chapter completed!
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