Tomb Raiders: I'm Really a Fortune Teller

Mo Zifan's insight into the sky can see the layout here at a glance.

"No wonder the corpse king was raised, and the corpse gas from the eighty-one sarcophagi gathered together."

Mo Zifan raised his brows. Moreover, the masters in these eighty-one sarcophagi were probably not good men and women, otherwise it would be impossible to continuously provide corpse energy for the main master in the center.

Mo Zifan jumped up with a half-length Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick in his hand, and the Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick in his hand fell, smashing each of the sarcophagi on the nine coffin passages.

Of course, this wasn't something that Mo Zifan randomly smashed into pieces, this was the way to see through the sky's eye to break the formation.

When Mo Zifan smashed the nine sarcophagi, the Nine Yin Corpse Raising Array was completely broken by Mo Zifan. After the Nine Yin Corpse Raising Array was broken, yellow-haired rice dumplings continued to appear among the ninety-eighty-one sarcophagi. .

To deal with these... Yellow-haired dumplings, Mo Zifan didn't show mercy, he just... killed them all.

"Ding, kill a yellow-haired zongzi, energy point +10."

"Ding, kill a yellow-haired zongzi, energy point +10."

......The sound of the system prompt came, making Mo Zifan more and more brave.

The little brother watched Mo Zifan rush to kill and slaughter the yellow-haired zongzi in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"In such a short time, how did he... become stronger again!"

The little brother felt that he had already regarded Mo Zifan very highly, but only now did he realize that he still underestimated some Mo Zifan.

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】When Mo Zifan was dealing with the petrified dumplings, the strength of [-] people was not enough, and now he has suddenly increased to the strength of [-] people.

Naturally, the combat power has increased significantly. With the eyesight of the younger brother, it is natural to see the improvement of Mo Zifan at a glance.

"Brother Fan's strength is really hard to say. I guess if the Corpse King really comes out, it's not necessarily Brother Fan's opponent."

Fatty Wang had great confidence in Mo Zifan.

Wu Tianzhen took the black donkey's hoof handed down from the Qing Dynasty and was ready to help Mo Zifan.

The little brother raised his hand to stop Wu Tianzhen, "He should have a special bloodline on his body, so he can fight more and more bravely, and even in high-intensity battles, it can improve his strength."

The younger brother directly thought that the improvement of Mo Zifan's strength meant that Mo Zifan had a special bloodline, and he was able to fight more and more bravely.

In fact, from a certain point of view, the little brother's analysis is not wrong, because Mo Zifan is really...

Ninety-nine eighty-one yellow-haired rice dumplings in the sarcophagus were all killed by Mo Zifan.

When all the yellow-haired zongzi were killed, the yinchen wood coffin in the center began to tremble.

Black gas began to spread from the coffin, and this situation was similar to the situation of the Seven Star Corpse King in the Lu Palace.

"Could it be that the corpse king has this hobby?"

Mo Zifan smiled, and immediately communicated with the corpse king in the Yinchen wood coffin using corpse language.

"I'm here for one purpose. Do you know the clues to the archaeological team that came here [-] years ago?"

A low, hoarse voice came from inside the yinchen wood coffin.

The deep, hoarse voice was heard in the ears of Fatty Wang and Wu Tianzhen. It was... quack, quack, but Mo Zifan and the little brother were both corpse language people, so they naturally understood the meaning of the corpse king.

"Those ants have naturally become my blood food, and you are no exception, all of them will become my blood food."

Mo Zifan had to say that this corpse king was a little arrogant, but listening to his words, he might have eaten the members of the archaeological team, but it was definitely not many.

At least according to the previous analysis, the third uncle, Xie Lianhuan, little brother, Huo Ling, and Chen Wenjin are all still alive.

Mu Yunhu is really dead, it can be confirmed, and that... the descendant of the black-backed old sixth, Mo Zifan feels that there is a high possibility that that person is a copper meteorite.

At present, Mo Zifan can confirm that only Mu Yunhu is dead, the young brother who is alive, Wu Sanshu, Xie Lianhuan, Huo Ling, Chen Wenjin, plus a confirmed dead Mu. Only six people can be identified now.

There are fourteen people, and there are eight other eight people that Mo Zifan is not sure about.

Li Shisan and Wu Sanshu entered here together, and the descendants of the black-backed old sixth should also come together.

The one at the entrance of the Sea Burial Hall... Hei Bei Lao Liu's successor should be just a meteorite bronze phantom.

So the clues for the remaining eight people should still be behind.

"Boom!!"

The lid of the yinchen wood coffin flew up, and a general wearing a silver armor and holding a silver spear stood up from the coffin.

"Wait for the blood to eat, and you will be captured if you don't hold back."

The general in the silver armor spit out the corpse language. Fatty Wang and Wu Tianzhen naturally couldn't understand it, and Mo Zifan also sneered. Since they couldn't agree, the only way to solve the problem was to fight.

Holding a half-length Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick, Mo Zifan rushed up.

Facing the Silver Corpse King, Mo Zifan didn't take it lightly, and he used the Random Cloak Stick Technique as soon as he came up.