Survival in the National Cemetery: Ma Xiaoling was dug up at the beginning

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Chapter 86

"Playthings lose their ambitions!"

"It's a waste of time to play with things!"

"The game console you dug up at 6 is here to confuse you and the people around you!"

Daoist Zhang's message drifted by again.

Eloquent.

Sincerely.

This time Gu Bai felt that Daoist Zhang was actually pretty good.

wow.

soon.

Daozi came out of the Honghuang game console.

bang.

Another Mythic Chest drops.

Brother Zheng cleared the customs three times.

Three Mythic Chests have dropped.

Daozi also cleared the level three times.

It also dropped three mythical treasure chests.

There are a total of six mythical treasure chests in front of Gu Bai.

Ma Xiaoling, Uncle Nine, Bone Dragon and others were not paying attention to the Mythical Treasure Chest, they were all staring at Daozi, waiting for Daozi to comment on the Great Desolation game.

"Three times through the prehistoric game, there are indeed unexpected gains. Although your cultivation is not enough, but you have the inscription of Youdu City, you can resurrect infinitely, and you can also enter the prehistoric game to hone it. My little friend can dig out such magical things, the tomb robbery skills It’s true that only little friends are the only ones in heaven and earth.”

Daozi turned around, swept across the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Bai's face, and he returned to the thatched cottage with a sigh of admiration.

Ok?

Inscribed in Youdu City?

Daozi knows that Youdu City can be resurrected infinitely after being engraved?

So Daozi really came here for Youdu City?

So is Brother Zheng?

Gu Bai thought about it.

"Mr. Big... slaughtered the prehistoric sage three times..."

Xianjian whispered.

"Mister Dao? Are Xianjian and Daozi familiar?"

Bone Dragon Dragon Soul's eyeballs turned and stared at the Immortal Sword.

but.

Didn't get any response.

The immortal sword swished into the Honghuang game console.

Forehead......

Xianjian also likes to play games?

Everyone was startled.

wow.

After a few minutes.

The fairy sword came out.

No Mythic Chest drops though.

Fairy Sword failed?

Failed to get through the prehistoric game?

"I can't do it..."

Xianjian sighed softly, returned to Youdu City, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Can't make it?

Everyone thinks.

A word from the fairy sword has to remind people of something.

"The Immortal Sword claims to be the Ninth Immortal Sword...Although it is also in a state of lack of origin, but after entering the prehistoric game, its strength will return to its peak state...Is the Immortal Sword not strong enough or...yes Acquaintances can't do it...the original owner of the fairy sword is not a saint..."

Bone Dragon Dragon Soul thought quickly.

Oh?

Everyone stared at Bone Dragon and Dragon Soul.

Then they all looked towards Gu Bai.

"I can't get through the prehistoric game. Girl Ma or Uncle Jiu, you can go in and experience it. I'll dig the third tomb."

Gu Bai smiled, picked up the shovel and walked towards the rightmost tomb of the three new tombs.

The tomb on the right is a piece of human skin.

This is the information given by the mysterious prompt.

Gu Bai guessed that it might be the Painted Skin Demon.

"You guys go in and feel it. I don't want to go in and be beaten up by Sanxiao. I will accompany my brother to the tomb robbery!"

The bone dragon chuckled, and the dragon soul floated to Gu Bai's side. After its body was smashed by the coffin board of the forbidden saint, it has not been fully repaired yet.

Ma Xiaoling didn't move.

Uncle Jiu didn't move either.

Shen Diaochan, Shen Zhenji and others did not move.

All watching Gu Bai dig the grave.

crunch.

After a moment.

Gu Bai opened the coffin.

Swish!

Everyone stared at the coffin!

really!

A piece of human skin!

"Could it be Mr. Pu Songling's ghost painting skin in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"

Uncle Jiu subconsciously perceived it.

wow.

The human skin floated out of the coffin.

Everyone's eyes fixed on the human skin.

"hey-hey!"

When the human skin turned into a fuzzy human form, as if it could be vaguely seen as an ancient woman, the bone dragon couldn't help but chuckle.

Steady!

This time it is absolutely stable!

Paint the skin!

Ghost Painted Skin!

It sure is!

This spiritual power fluctuates!

The weakest of weakest chickens!

The identity perfectly corresponds to the painted skin!

It is impossible to threaten your own status!

Worth singing!

"I can't see through...it's your lost soul..."

"I can't figure it out...it's the color of your pupils..."

Think of happy places.

Bone Dragon couldn't help singing.

"The tone of this song is a bit sad, why did you sing the feeling of happiness?"

Ma Xiaoling stared at the bone dragon.

"Drawing Hearts..."

In the main hall of Youdu City, Bachi, who was holding a paper doll, heard the singing of the bone dragon, and immediately knew the name of the song, feeling a little emotional for a while.Huapi is a monster, and he is also a monster. Will he and his master end up like Huapi and the hero in the original novel?

"You're the one song I can't finish singing...hehe! Hehehe!"

The bone dragon sang and started laughing again.

to this moment.

Can be absolutely sure.

Human skin is a painted ghost.

This female ghost was obviously shocked by my uncle's singing!

Uncle Ben saw through her at a glance!

She must be confused now!

"In the territory of Xiaoyou, who else can get through the prehistoric game?"

Uncle Jiu sensed the human skin again, but didn't feel anything abnormal, so he couldn't help asking when he thought of something...

"Angel?"

God Zhen Ji said.