Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

This scene was almost completed between the electric light and flint. As early as when the Ba Niu crossbow was pushed in the cold, the audience did not dare to say a word. But they didn't expect that there would be a shocking reversal next.

Especially seeing the scene where the tall corpse was blown away, the audience suddenly reacted.

"Fuck! Where does this TM come from?"

"It's a Eight Bull Crossbow! Real TM is even more terrifying than a missile! Have you seen it? The corpse weighing a hundred and ten pounds was blown away!"

"Mo Yu Feiyun presented the anchor with 10 rockets!-Fuck! The walls were shattered. This TM deserves to be the most important weapon of the country!"

"The room manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 20 rockets!-awesome! It's true!"

"Wait! The anchor is still waiting to move! Get the killer now!"

You don't need to watch the barrage reminder, you are ready to do it. How can you let go of such a good opportunity. But just as he was about to do it, there was a strange noise in the tomb.

Boom~boom!

Hanzhe quickly looked up, but when he saw clearly what was happening, his pupils shrank instantly.

I saw that the headless corpse that was nailed to the wall by the siege chisel was not dead. The strength was so great that even the debris from the rock wall flew across.

f*ck!

Suddenly, I felt that my scalp was numb. This ghost can't even kill a siege chisel?

For a time, Hanzhe felt even more impatient. Without further ado, he quickly took out another siege chisel from under the ballista and pressed it into the crossbow slot. Afterwards, draw the bow full string in the same way, and calibrate the angle to the direction of the mummy.

After everything was ready, the cold rut immediately forced himself to calm down, and after confirming that the angle was very accurate, it was only then that the Crow Nine Sword was hung on the hammer.

"Huh~"

"F*ck! Can a living person kill you a big rice dumpling?"

Taking a deep breath, the chilling momentum has also been elevated to the apex. Afterwards, he tensed his entire muscles and slammed his sword hilt down at the hammer.

boom!

Suddenly, as the hammer sank, under the strong impetus, the siege made a hum and went straight to the back of the tomb. Accompanied by a loud explosion, the siege chisel hit the mummy's chest vigorously.

Quack!

In an instant, all the struggles of the mummy stopped, and two siege chisels nailed it to the wall immobile.

At this time, all the movements of the cold rut stopped, and the whole person lay on the ballista without force, breathing a few air in a big mouth.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was quiet and weird, and the audience was too nervous to breathe. The audience didn't react violently until it was confirmed that the crisis was resolved.

"Fuck! Anchor, you are simply non-human!"

"Awesome! In a word, the anchor, you are so cruel!"

"Woo~ I was dead for the anchor before!"

As early as when they were driven into desperation, the audience in the live broadcast room was desperate. Now that the cold rut has reversed the situation in an instant, the audience can't bear it anymore.

But for the audience's barrage, the shit was not thinking about explaining it. Although the mummy was nailed to the wall, he knew in his heart that the crisis had not been resolved.

As a result, I didn't dare to waste a moment of coldness. After regaining some physical strength, he immediately turned around and hugged the car shaft in front of him and turned in the direction of the tomb corridor. At the same time, he said: "Brothers, there is no time for me to waste now. As long as the tomb door is not opened, the air will continue to decrease. You may not feel it, but now I have a real sense of suffocation."

"So I want to blast off the Dragon Gate with a Ba Niu crossbow as soon as possible. If there is any problem in the tomb, I will talk about it."

As soon as his voice fell, he turned the wheel in front of him even harder. As the saying goes, the leaks in the house happen to be rainy nights. Just when he just pushed the car shaft, there was an abnormality again in the live broadcast room.

"Stop talking to the anchor! Get out now!"

"Fuck! What kind of monster is this TM! Can I not die like this?!"

The cold heartbeat that had just calmed down suddenly violently jumped again. He turned his head instinctively, but let him see an unforgettable scene.

I saw that the headless corpse who had been chiseled to death on the wall by two siege engines actually moved again. Under its violent struggle, the siege chisel swayed from side to side and creaked.

"Fuck! It's not dead?!"

In an instant, Hanzhe only felt a chill rushing from under his feet to Tianling Gai. He couldn't imagine that this headless corpse had its head cut off, and it would survive two consecutive shots with a siege chisel.

What kind of monster is this TM!

After realizing this, he didn't have time to take another look, and immediately used his whole body strength to turn the wheel even more violently. Because he knew that since even cutting off the head and piercing the heart didn't work, no matter what he did, he couldn't kill it.

The only chance to survive right now is to break the dragon gate and rush out of the tomb to survive.

"Move!"

Crunch~

In the situation where the teeth of the cold rut were about to break, the wheel of a hundred jins was finally turned. But at the same time, the sound of wall cracking came from the direction of the tomb behind him.

Cack! Cack!

Suddenly, Hanzhe felt that the heart was about to stop suddenly. You don't need to look at it to know that the headless corpse must have shook the siege chisel loose, and will soon come out.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe hurriedly took out the siege chisel from under the wheel shaft and quickly pressed it into the crossbow slot. At the same time, seeing his actions, the audience finally understood his intentions.

The cold rut is to blast off the Dragon Gate with the Eight Bull Crossbow before the corpse rushes over. This may be his only chance to survive.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

After preparing for the first Ba Niu crossbow, the cold rut did not stop his movements, but turned around and moved the second crossbow. Because he knew that one ballista would definitely not be able to break the stone slab after half a meter, and three might still be possible.

Crunch!

So, under the perseverance of the cold rut desperately, the second and third ballistas were also turned by him one by one; they were aimed at the door of the tomb. But in the next second, two huge shocks came from the back of the tomb.

Quack! Boom~

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