"I can't help such a shameless person as you!"

……

The next day, the medicine boy handled the medicine and took Lu Chen to find the soul of swimming.

"If it weren't for the wish of adults swimming, I wouldn't take you anywhere!" said the medicine boy angrily.

Lu Chen followed him with a smile.

With a guide, things are much easier.

"Hey, can you hurry up? The famine God's tomb will be closed in three days. I have to go back to the depths of the famine God's tomb. It takes time to come back and forth."

"You know, you know, xianzun's underground palaces are very large. It's normal that you can't finish it in a day or two. You keep up! Do you have many displacement skills?"

"Not many."

The drug boy found a chance for revenge and smiled insidiously, "Hey, hey, you followed up and don't blame me for losing it!"

After that, the speed of the medicine boy suddenly soared, and the moving speed was comparable to the rapid moving state.

You know, the medicine boy moves normally, that is, he can keep this speed all the time. If his displacement skills are not enough, he will definitely lose it.

Lu Chen smiled, "die! Dragon blood boiling!"

His HP drops suddenly, and his skill cooldown is close to no cooldown.

"Seven stars chasing the moon!"

The medicine boy looked at Lu Chen who had been following him strangely, "what displacement skill is this? Why didn't you cool down!"

"Hey, hey, I won't tell you."

"Cut, it's far from the thousands of lines of swimming adults!"

Fighting all the way, Lu Chen didn't slow down their speed.

The second and third floors of the underground palace... Finally to the ninth floor!

In the underground palace on the ninth floor, there is only one tomb. The ground is painted with a complex Rune array. In the center of the rune array, there is a mummy sitting.

The corpse sat cross legged in the middle of the rune array, lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

Lu Chen opened his heavenly eyes and found that there was a small amount of aura around him, which flowed into the corpse along the rune array, and there was also aura flow in the corpse.

This thing is still alive!

"Mr. Fu Shui, Tong Tong came to see you..." Yao Tong looked at the corpse sadly.

However, the mummy did not respond.

Lu Chen asked strangely, "are the war spirits in the form of mummies?"

"No, this body is a puppet made by Lord Fushui with his own body. It is used as a container for the war spirit. The war spirit of the famine God may not be a corpse."

Lu Chen nodded, "why does he ignore you?"

"The fighting spirit is not the whole consciousness of Lord Fushui, but has some of his fighting skills and strength. Lord Fushui told me before that he asked me not to come often, just for fear that the fighting spirit would hurt me."

Lu Chen flicked a sigh. The corpse was all the spiritual sustenance of Yaotong, but it was just a puppet who didn't know who he was

"Well, go and show him the hairpin. Be careful."

Lu Chen nodded and moved to the corpse step by step.

When Lu Chengang approached the corpse, the corpse fiercely opened his eyes.

The eyes were completely dry, and the optic nerve turned into a strip similar to the roots of trees, connected with the dry eyes and made people stand upright.

"Er!" the mummy's throat uttered a murmur of dry friction, and his figure disappeared in situ. In the twinkling of an eye, Lu Chen was in front of his dead wood like arms.

However, just then, he stopped.

Lu Chen was already in a cold sweat.

Is this the strength of xianzun's fighting soul? He doesn't even have reaction time! It's horrible!

All skills, skills, if you can't even react, what's the use of being strong! The speed of swimming in the water has far exceeded Lu Chen's reaction limit!

The fighting soul stopped swimming. He slowly took the hairpin held by Lu Chen in front of him. His eyes without half a silk of water proved that he seemed to be trying to think about something.

"The first generation of saints asked me to bring this to you. The famine God's tomb is open. That guy is going to recover. You have to go with me!"

The swimming water raised his head slightly, some deep-rooted memory was awakened, and the ferocious expression on his face finally calmed down.

"Er!" the swimmer turned around, pressed one hand on the middle area of the rune array, and raised a coffin from the ground.

He opened the lid of the coffin, took out a blue and red bead from it and threw it to Lu Chen.

Inside the bead, translucent blue liquid, a touch of red liquid is wrapped in the middle, which looks a bit like blood.

[obtain the item "xuanbing divine blood"]

Lu Chen frowned slightly. What does that mean? Do you give him a reward for swimming? What's this thing for?

But now is not the time to tangle with these. Lu Chen is finally relieved that the first link of the task has finally been completed!

"How do we get into the tomb of the God of famine?" Lu Chen suddenly thought of this question. There is no saint's tomb here.

When swimming in the water, carefully put away the hairpin. Facing the emptiness ahead, he slapped fiercely. For a moment, the whole underground palace was shaking and shaky.

Suddenly, a black hole portal opened just where the water was swimming.

Lu Chen always shocked others, but after seeing the strength of swimming, Lu Chen was completely shocked!

This guy made a portal with one palm!

"This, this... This is too strong!"

The soul of the swimming war waved his head to Lu Chenchao's portal and motioned him to enter.

Lu Chen took a deep breath and took the lead in stepping into the portal, followed by the soul of swimming.

Suddenly, there was only Yaotong left in the water swimming tomb. He looked around blankly.

"Mr. Fu Shui, when you fought before, you never left me..." the medicine boy lowered his head sadly.

Thousands of years of solitude, now, even the water swimmer is gone, and the guy who quarreled with him is gone, leaving him and his medicine garden

Lord Fushui said that his fighting spirit would not know himself or protect himself. As a ghost pet who only grows nursing herbs, he is very dangerous outside.

Looking at the closing portal, suddenly, the medicine boy raised his head, gritted his teeth and rushed in.

"Medicinal materials are just like people. If they can't burst out the brightest brilliance, what's the difference between them and dust in the vast nine days."

"Master Fushui, Tong Tong will accompany you through the last battle!"

……………………

Lu Chen finally returned to the wasteland God's tomb, looked at the wasteland God's tomb, and the battle soul was there.

Now it is only one and a half days away from the closing of the divine tomb. Time is very tight, but Lu Chen waited patiently for a while.

"Er!" the swimmer roared and looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen nodded, "let's go."

Time is pressing, Lu Chen directly launched the displacement and rushed into the divine tomb.

The people in front have almost triggered the mechanism all over. Unless they encounter ghosts or something, Lu Chen can rest assured and boldly sprint all the way.

When he rushed to the third floor, Lu Chen strangely found that a large number of ghosts left before had disappeared.

"By the way, they will protect Shuangling. By the way, where is Shuangling?"