"It's already this time, and you're still saying this kind of thing, are you still human?!"
"Get out of here! I, an old man, will risk my life to save Jiang boy!"
Tiezhu was very upset and rolled over on the ground a few times: "Can you speak? I'm not a human being, who are you scolding?"
Fortunately, at this moment, the dying Jiang Chen spoke up and rescued Tie Zhu: "Ahem... ahem, stop it, I'm the one who said this."
He was actually in a very bad state at this time.
But Tiezhu was a real troublemaker. With just a few words, he could make his teammates in the same camp angry.
As a result, he, an old father, had to devote his energy to reconciling the conflict.
Just as he finished speaking, due to distraction, he was attacked by an unknown force on his internal organs without paying attention, and his face was distorted with pain.
“Cough! Cough…”
Jiang Chen coughed up blood and couldn't help but say, "Well, Second Brother, I may not be able to hold on. I want to hear my son cry before I die. Beat him up for me."
The evil body had long worshipped Jiang Chen as a god. Upon hearing this, without a single hesitation, it stretched out its hundred hands and pressed the iron pillar firmly to the ground.
"Ah! Uncle, what are you doing?! Stop it! My meat is delicious. After you hit me with those 100 punches, the world has lost another rare delicacy. It's a sin!"
It is not worried about being beaten. The only thing it cares about is whether the quality of its meat will deteriorate after being beaten.
"Don't worry, this rolling and kneading during the processing of ingredients will only make your meat better!" Unexpectedly, the evil figure who looked muffled and sullen actually took up Tiezhu's words.
What followed was a brutal beating.
The sound of the iron pillar cracking was even more shrill than Jiang Chen's sound when he was being eroded by the Half-Step Red Tomb.
Uncle Wei, who was standing aside, looked at the family and couldn't help but take a breath. He felt that none of them were normal.
With Jiang Chen speaking personally, he no longer acted on his own. After all, they were all extraordinary people and understood that the most important thing in a battle was to trust his teammates. Blindly doing things according to his own ideas would only bring problems.
So he stopped at the spot and began to use the power of death to repair his body.
Next, Jiang Chen became more and more miserable, even worse than the last time he encountered the Yin God's left hand, but slowly, everyone also realized that there was a problem.
His blood flowed into the grave, and the grave changed.
First, a strange, dull sound like a dragon's roar emanated from the grave. Then, animal hairs like steel needles began to sprout from the grave. Some were pure black, some were golden, and some were multicolored...
This scene looked extremely weird.
It is even more weird than this Half-Step Red Tomb itself.
Because in their perception, what was buried in this grave was no longer the resentment, disaster, and ominous things that had been bred for thousands of years, but the remains of an old beast!
"Impossible. I know there's a human buried in this grave. It can't possibly be a legendary monster. Why...why..."
Uncle Wei was the most shocked.
Because he found this scene familiar.
Some supreme beings are far away in endless time and space. When they want to curse someone, that person will transform into an appearance similar to this being.
The strange-looking spirits in the Valley of Gods are actually people cursed by the ancient gods.
"Could it be that Jiang brat...cursed this old grave?!"
This guess shocked Grandpa Wei, who was almost suffering from Alzheimer's disease, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Tiezhu, with a bruised face and nose, sneered disdainfully at the side: "Today's battle is a mess! Are you scattered all over the place because of the thunder?"
(You've never seen the world! Now you understand how powerful my dad is, right?)
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