After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Without saying a word, Zhou Ran kicked him.

The toe of the shoe was firmly imprinted on the Red Widow's waist.

"what!"

The Red Widow screamed and flew five or six meters sideways, landing right in front of the area where the corpse beetles were most concentrated.

She collapsed onto the dusty blue brick floor, the excruciating pain from the poison in her body and the swarm of red insects rushing towards her completely shattering her defenses, letting out a hoarse whimper.

"You surnamed Zhou, I'll curse your whole family!"

"I'll haunt you even in death!"

She closed her eyes in despair, letting the red beetles crawl on her face.

He planned to indulge in some verbal sparring before he died.

But the moment the red beetles touched her skin...

It was as if a living creature had encountered a red-hot branding iron, shrieking and scattering away.

"You pretty boy, you have absolutely no kind heart!"

She lay on the ground with her legs crossed and cursed for a full half minute.

When she opened her eyes again.

But she discovered that the swarm of insects had created a clear zone around her that no one dared to approach.

"Once you've finished cursing, keep clearing the road."

Zhou Ran pinched the bridge of his nose and said calmly.

"Master Zhou..."

I...

I..."

The Red Widow scrambled to her feet, shivering, and staggered forward like a puppet whose soul had been taken from her.

With each step she took forward, the swarm of corpse beetles in front of her parted in fear to the sides.

All of this stemmed from the Gu worm within her body—Bai Yu Tingfeng.

That suppression stemming from bloodline far outweighed the desire for flesh and blood.

Zhou Ran followed behind the Red Widow, his gaze piercing through the darkness and settling on a stone sculpture in the northwest corner of the tomb's dome.

It was a tomb guardian beast corrupted by yin energy.

Within the beast's mouth, a faint red light was the central control mechanism that governed the entire group of corpse beetles.

"So that's where it is."

Zhou Ran lightly lifted himself up from the ground by touching the ground with his toes.

In mid-air, he drew the ordinary short knife from his waist with a backhand motion.

This strike, without any blade's edge or incantation, embodies only the concept of "emptiness," and it cuts through the very rules themselves.

laugh!

The dagger slashed.

The sturdy granite tomb guardian beast, along with the blue brick wall behind it, was neatly split in two, with a smooth, mirror-like cut.

With the tomb guardian beast destroyed, the red light in the tomb chamber immediately went out.

All the frantically surging blood corpse beetles paused for a moment, then quickly withered and weathered away, eventually turning into a ground covered in red ashes.

The dozen or so surviving tomb raiders collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

They stared intently at Zhou Ran, their eyes filled with the horror of seeing a ghost.

Zhou Ran landed safely and walked to the remains of the tomb guardian beast.

Inside the shattered stone, he reached in and pulled out a fragment of the Primordial Origin Bone, about two fingers wide.

With the Source Bone in hand, the Primordial Overlord Body within his body once again emitted a low, hungry groan.

After the tomb guardian beast collapsed, a dark, gloomy tunnel was revealed on the wall behind it.

"Walk."

Zhou Ran tucked the source bone into his pocket and walked into the tunnel without looking back.

The remaining people didn't dare to say anything, exchanged glances, and then obediently followed.

The tunnel was very narrow, and Fatty Wang led the way with a powerful flashlight.

After walking for about ten minutes, the temperature around us started to drop.

Wang Pangzi, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and stood rooted to the spot like a nail.

"Come on, what are you standing there for?"

Miao Yingying urged from behind.

Fatty Wang did not respond.

His body stiffened, and his neck turned inch by inch.

The flashlight beam shone upwards from his chin, illuminating his honest, chubby face, making it appear pale and bluish.

The fat face stretched into an inhuman smile, with the corners of his lips raised to his ears.

A burly man spoke with a sharp, womanly voice:

"Ran-ge, do I look pretty?"

Inside the tunnel, the air was so sticky you could wring water out of it.

On Wang Pangzi's broad, rough face, the muscles twitched abnormally, and his features were twisted into a disgustingly coy expression.

"Ran-ge, do I look pretty?"

A shrill female voice squeezed out of his throat again.

Before he finished speaking, Fatty Wang gripped the steel dagger in his right hand, put all his strength into it, and stabbed it straight at Zhou Ran's carotid artery!

The blade sliced ​​through the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

A glint of light flashed in Zhou Ran's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he reached forward with his left arm, his five fingers like iron clamps, and firmly gripped Fatty Wang's wrist holding the knife.

The enormous force was abruptly stopped, and the fat man's wrist was unable to move.

Fatty Wang's eyes rolled back, and he let out a beast-like howl.

Zhou Ran increased the pressure with his five fingers, and the dark golden Primordial Qi flowed from his fingertips, forcefully pouring into Fatty Wang's meridians.

zizi——

As soon as the extremely yang and vigorous life force entered the body, the evil forces lurking within the fat man began to react as if they were being splashed with boiling oil.

"roll!"

Zhou Ran let out a low shout, his right hand forming a sword finger, a drop of crimson Primordial Blood condensing at the tip, which he then placed on Fatty Wang's brow.

The violent energy of blood and qi transformed into a torrent, rushing into Fatty Wang's sea of ​​consciousness and crushing that cold, illusory illusion into dust.

Wang Pangzi's fat trembled, and the strange, coquettish expression on his face faded.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Zhou Ran withdrew his hand, his chest heaved slightly, and his breathing became a little heavier.

It wasn't this series of actions that caused Zhou Ran to consume a lot of spiritual energy.

Instead, Zhou Ran was relieved that the drop of Primordial Blood had just removed the evil spirits from his body.

The remaining domineering power did not erase his soul.

However, this sigh was noticed by Liu Mazi at the back of the team.

In his eyes, it had taken on a different meaning.

His deeply lined old face still wore a fawning expression, but his thieving eyes suddenly lit up.

The opportunity is coming!

This young man could make ghostly soldiers give way and break through evil formations with a single strike; he was not someone to be trifled with.

He must have used a magical artifact that consumed his vital energy to make the Red Widow immune to all evil!

But now, in order to save his brother, he has clearly exhausted his energy!

Most importantly, he also possessed the source bone that the great employer had offered an exorbitant reward for!

Fortune favors the bold!

Liu Mazi's mind raced. He glanced at his accomplices around him, and fear and greed flashed alternately in their eyes.

He'll light this fire!

"Gentlemen!"

Liu Mazi leaped up from the ground, drew his old Mako gun from his waist, and pointed the dark muzzle at Zhou Ran.

"This kid just suffered internal injuries and then touched my Yellow Springs Dagger. He's at his last gasp now!"

Whoever gets their hands on the bone in his hand can buy an island abroad!

"Shoulder to shoulder, chop him up, everyone gets a share!"

"What?"

Did he take Liu Mazi's dagger?

"That's an evil artifact unearthed from an ancient tomb! It's said that anyone who touches it won't live more than half a day!"

The crowd began to whisper among themselves.

These words stirred things up, and the remaining ten tomb raiders, their eyes gleaming with predatory intent, drew their weapons and surrounded Zhou Ran and his companions.

"whee..."

Xiao Rou gazed at Zhou Ran with tender affection in her beautiful eyes, her desire to express herself almost palpable.

Like a dog, it can't wait to rush up and bite the person who hurts its owner.

"Um."

Zhou Ran gave a soft "hmm," then lowered his head and dusted off his clothes.

Upon receiving Zhou Ran's order, a morbidly fanatical excitement appeared on that innocent face.

She finally had the opportunity to offer her fangs to her master's majesty.