My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 93 If a practitioner goes to rob a tomb, how can he touch the Golden Colonel? (Please subscribe)
  buzzing...

The light of the stars illuminated the entire underground space, and stars were projected above everyone's heads. The stars shed continuous star power, attached to everyone's bodies, and turned into pieces of divine armor.

"kill!"

Uncle Jiu shouted again, and everyone shouted in unison, raising the magic weapon in their hands high and pointing at the spear soul.

hum...

For an instant, the underground space froze slightly, and returned to normal in just a moment.

"Hoohoo!"

Uncle Jiu and the others panted heavily, looking up at the frozen spear soul, with a smile on their lips.

"Cang...cang...cang is unfair!"

The soul power slowly dissipated and gradually spread to his chest.

The spear soul raised his head stiffly, looking at the light of stars slowly dissipating on the dome, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"what!"

At the same time, another scream sounded from above.

Uncle Jiu and others looked up and saw Jiang Mengrou's red silk wrapped around the neck of another emperor's corpse. Her plump red lips were slightly open, absorbing the soul power of the emperor's corpse.

Although the other souls tried their best to attack, it was in vain. They couldn't even break through the red defensive shield around Jiang Mengrou. Attacks with fist weapons not only had no effect, but were also corroded a lot.

"continue!"

Uncle Jiu shouted loudly, and everyone adjusted their mana to gather the power of the stars again, and cooperated with Jiang Mengrou to kill the remaining souls.

"The sky is unfair!"

As the last soul was sucked into Jiang Mengrou's mouth, the nine souls were completely killed.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

However, before Uncle Jiu and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold aura locked onto them, making everyone's hair stand on end.

Uncle Jiu looked up and saw Jiang Mengrou, who had absorbed the last soul, staring at them coldly with red eyes and full of evil energy.

"It's broken. The soul power absorbed by this female ghost is too strong, and she has lost her mind. Everyone, please stabilize the formation and be careful!"

The mage-level master who commanded the Tiangang Formation looked at Jiang Mengrou who was filled with evil spirits, and the hairs on his back stood up, and he loudly reminded everyone.

Everyone who also discovered the situation felt their hearts sink instantly.

A red-clothed blood devil who lost his mind is much more powerful than the nine souls just now. If the most terrifying guy inside also breaks through, then everyone will wait for Liangliang.

"What are you doing!"

The red-clothed blood demon was getting closer and closer, and just when everyone was about to take action, a shout rang out.

Hearing the scolding, the red-clothed blood demon miraculously stopped and stood there blankly for a while. The evil aura on his body began to slowly subside, and his red eyes also regained some of their sparkle.

The pressure disappeared all of a sudden, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did they have time to look at the place where the sound came from.

They were stunned for a moment.

There were no more zombies, and only Wang Xiao stood there in front of the hall, frowning at the red-clothed blood demon in the sky.

"Lang Jun!"

Jiang Mengrou, knowing that she almost got into trouble again, lowered her head and landed next to Wang Xiao, pulled Wang Xiao's sleeve and shook it gently.

Wang Xiao did not give up and scolded Jiang Mengrou with a cold face.

"This is the last time. If there is another time, you will never see me again."

Jiang Mengrou was overjoyed, she nodded her head repeatedly, took Wang Xiao's arm and said coquettishly: "Yes, yes, yes, I promise there will never be another time. Lang Jun, please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Everyone who didn't understand the reason stared blankly at Jiang Mengrou's little wife's posture.

Is this still the red-clothed blood evil spirit in their minds? Why is it different from the legendary one?
  "Are there any casualties?"

After teaching Jiang Mengrou a lesson, Wang Xiao looked at Uncle Jiu and the others and asked if there were any casualties.

Uncle Jiu looked back at everyone.

"I'm fine, it's just that my mana is a bit empty!"

"I'm fine too..."

Everyone said they were not injured.

Just now, they relied on the power of the formation and did not engage in actual combat. Apart from the lack of mana, their bodies were not harmed.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Wang Xiao calculated the time in his mind and found that there was still about an hour before dawn. The guy in the main hall won't be able to escape his restraints in a short time, so everyone has plenty of time.

"Recover for half an hour. After everyone has rested, we can take care of this last guy."

After hearing Wang Xiao say that it was time to rest, everyone's tense hearts relaxed a lot, and they sat down on the ground.

Some took out elixirs to start recovering, and some took out water and food to replenish their physical strength.

Asking the people who were not involved in the formation to be alert, Uncle Jiu, Shimu Qianhe and others walked up to Wang Xiao.

"You brat, how are you? You're not hurt."

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Wang Xiao was pulled around to inspect nervously.

Wang Xiao was alone against nine zombies with the strength of flying corpses. Si Mu was very worried, fearing that Wang Xiao would be harmed.

That is to say, he knew that he was not strong enough and could not help if he went up, otherwise he would never let Wang Xiao face these zombies alone.

"It's okay, I haven't taken them seriously yet." Wang Xiao replied with a smile.

"Amitabha, I have only heard about the power of real people in the real realm before, but I only heard about it. Today I finally saw it with my own eyes. Thank you, Ah Xiao, for giving this poor monk another goal to pursue."

Master Yixiu, who was holding the water bag, handed the water bag to Wang Xiao and sighed with a smile.

"Master is joking." Wang Xiao took the water bag, shook his head and replied: "My kung fu is only that of a three-legged cat. Compared with those veteran real people, I am far behind."

"You have to be careful later, the one inside is not comparable to the nine just now..."

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who was standing at the door of the hall and looking in, came back with a frown and solemnly reminded Wang Xiao.

In fact, there was no need for Uncle Jiu to remind him, Wang Xiao already knew it.

The guy inside was sitting on the evil spirit absorption circle, and he suffered the greatest evil energy. The nine people outside were just outside.

Those who passed by have reached the level of flying zombies, but one wonders how strong the one sitting at the center of the formation is.

Moreover, the opponent is also the founding emperor, who combines luck, evil spirit, murderous energy, royal energy, and dragon energy into one body. He has been sitting in the direct eye of evil energy for so many years. This state of blessing is much better than that of a royal zombie.

Wang Xiao was cautious and did not lead everyone in as soon as the battle ended.

He is the captain responsible for leading the team, and he is responsible for the people behind him.

Since there is enough time, let everyone deal with this zombie in the best possible condition. He also takes the opportunity to take a rest.

"Don't worry, uncle. I have a plan in mind. If I can't defeat the opponent, I still have the last trump card."

The people around him are the closest people and are the most familiar with Wang Xiao, so they naturally know what the so-called trump card is.

Half an hour later.

Everyone who had recovered their magic power and had rested was gathered together by Wang Xiao. Under the command of Uncle Jiu and the master of the mage realm, they formed a formation and walked towards the main hall.

For unknown reasons, the cultivation world did not let these emperors make the palace of Node so luxurious.

The construction of the mausoleum at this node in Nanzhao Kingdom is very simple.

Except for the gate tower, the stone bridge in the middle, and the huge palace in front of you, there are no complicated buildings.

The main hall is divided into two halls, the front and back. The front hall is where the ministers are summoned. Nine coffins are placed in strange shapes on the steps below the dragon chair.

The material of the coffin is dark, engraved with complex patterns, and exudes a faint fragrance.

The coffin lid has been opened, and there is no body inside, leaving only a pile of exquisite funerary objects.

Facing these funerary objects, everyone just glanced at them, then ignored them and followed Wang Xiao inside.

People from the Taoist sect are proficient in Feng Shui divination. Stealing graves and digging graves is an act that damages one's moral character. Practitioners disdain to do this activity.

If a cultivator engages in the business of touching gold, then there will be no such thing as touching the gold captain, moving the Taoist priest from the mountain, and sending the Qiu Tianguan.

Although they are professionals in tomb robbing, in terms of Feng Shui ability in the cultivation world, one from each of the four professions combined cannot compare to a single practitioner.

When a cultivator goes to rob a tomb, he doesn't even need to prepare a black donkey's hooves. He only needs a peach wood sword, a dozen talismans, and a handful of glutinous rice to cure all kinds of dissatisfaction.

After passing through the large front hall, everyone entered the back hall under the leadership of Wang Xiao.

This is the location of the Node Formation and the place where the coffin of the founding emperor of Nanzhao Kingdom is parked.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a thousand years!"

As soon as everyone stepped into the hall, an old male voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The voice was very gentle, without any anger or resentment, just like an elder kindly blaming the younger generation for not visiting him for a long time.

(End of this chapter)