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It was like a whirlwind blowing through the tomb chamber. The torch in the ghost's hand was extinguished, and everything turned pitch black.

"Ghost head, what happened? How did the torch get extinguished?" Hong Kun asked with a trembling voice.

"I don't know what's going on either. It's like a gust of wind is blowing over here."

"Bullshit, this tomb is airtight, where did the wind come from?" "Hurry up and get it done."

In a panic, the ghost head reignited the torch, and a ghastly white face appeared in front of him. He cried out in fear, almost scared out of his wits.

"White Corpse, the white corpse came out."

He rolled down from the coffin and ran, and hit the wall, but the wall was made of mud, and his head only went blank for a moment. He turned, and his white face came back to him.

This time, the ghost head clearly saw that the face only had a pair of pitch black eyes, no nose, a hollow mouth, and a row of sharp teeth.

The ghost head's hands were trembling. He raised the torch and shouted, "Don't come near me, don't come over, or I'll burn you to death."

That ghastly white face was expressionless, as if it was not afraid of the fire. It approached closer and closer, and suddenly stretched out a pair of similarly ghastly white slender hands, pinching towards the ghost head's neck.

The ghost head swung the torch around, forcing the white corpse to retreat. Just as he stopped, the white corpse pounced again. Its movements were extremely agile, as if it was floating over to him. Its sharp fingers grabbed his neck.

The white corpse opened its mouth, and was about to stab its sharp teeth into the skin of the ghost head. Hong Kun chopped down from behind with his blade, and the white corpse was cut into two halves.

"Phantom Head, are you alright?"

The ghost head was frightened, he focused, picked up the torch on the ground, and said to Hong Kun, "Let's quickly leave this place. There really is a white corpse here. "

They quickly ran towards the long corridor. Just as they ran two steps, they saw that the white corpse that was split into two halves by Hong Kun had returned to its original state. It shook its head, flew up, and pounced towards Hong Kun.

Hong Kun dodged and slashed horizontally. He did not expect the white corpse to jump up and actually dodge Hong Kun's swift saber.

Hong Kun thought to himself, if this white corpse could dodge, then it would be difficult to deal with it.

The ghost head held a torch in one hand and a thin blade in the other. He jumped and attacked the white corpse, and the two blades slashed left and right, forcing the white corpse to continuously dodge.

They had just gained the upper hand when the lid of the huge mud coffin in the corner violently shook a few times and then exploded with a loud bang. The lid of the coffin seemed as if it had been blown to pieces, collapsing into pieces of mud everywhere.

Hong Kun withdrew his saber and looked over. He saw a face exposed from the coffin. That face was as white as paper.

Its head was round and without a single strand of hair. Its head swayed left and right for a moment, then it stood up. This tall corpse was half a head taller than Hong Kun.

Hong Kun thought to himself, a white corpse was already troublesome enough. If another white corpse appeared, how could he escape?

The large white corpse floated in front of it and upon seeing the corpse, was shocked. It did not seem to know its own kind. The ghost head and Hong Kun also kept their sabers, so the entire tomb chamber became silent.

The large white corpse had no eyes and could only rely on its hearing. It stood in front of Hong Kun, shaking its head left and right as if it were carefully listening to everything around it.

At this moment, the ghost finally had an idea. He quietly crouched down, picked up a clod of mud, and threw it at the corpse. The long white corpse was hit by something, and quickly turned its body to look for an opponent. When the large white corpse heard the movement, it stretched out its arms and struck the long white corpse.

Hong Kun had never seen a white corpse fight like this before, so he raised his blade and curiously looked at the two white corpses fighting. The long white corpse just randomly clawed and bit, and the large white corpse just randomly floated around, giving off a strange palm technique. After attacking for a long time, the long white corpse didn't get any advantage, its sharp fingers barely touched the opponent's fur, and it instead received several slaps of its own.

Hong Kun was so happy that he lost himself in thought. He shouted loudly, "Good, good fight!"

Hong Kun barely managed to dodge and retreated a few steps back. Just as he was about to stand up, the large white corpse closed in on him again. His figure was abnormally elegant, and he did not look like a white corpse, but more like a martial arts master.

Hong Kun was beaten to the point where he didn't have any strength left. He dodged around, hiding behind the long white corpse with the intention of inciting the two white corpses to kill each other.

Sure enough, the long white corpse ate a few palms. It opened its mouth in anger, revealing its sharp teeth. It was so angry that it seemed to be gasping for breath. There was no breath within its mouth, nor was it able to cry out. He saw the big white corpse floating over and reached out to grab it. His sharp teeth bit on the big white corpse and the big white corpse struggled forward. With a creak, it tore off a piece of the white skin.

There were some fine threads on the white skin, which did not fall off completely. The large white corpse was stunned for a moment before hastily withdrawing and flying over to the long white corpse. It purposely let the sharp teeth of the long white corpse bite down on it, and in the end tore off another piece of white skin.

Hong Kun and Phantom Head were watching on in shock. They didn't understand why the large white corpse could purposefully lose if it was beaten too long, even leaving them with scars.

Some of the large white corpses were torn off and fell to the ground. Some were even stuck on their bodies, making them look very miserable. The ghost head thought to himself that these two corpses might have been husband and wife when they were alive, but the large white corpses couldn't bear to hit their own wives, so he let his wife vent her anger as much as she wanted. Maybe the long haired white corpse was a tigress when it was alive, so the large white corpse was afraid of it?

Just at this time, the large white corpse, unlike its usual self, suddenly retaliated with a series of fierce palm strikes. The long white corpse's body emitted white smoke as it fell to the ground, then it jumped up and floated in the air, falling down, its knee smashed onto the long white corpse's chest, the long white corpse opened its mouth wide, spitting out a blue bead and finally stopped moving.

This chain of actions only lasted for a few seconds. Hong Kun and Gui Tou were unable to react at all. The large white corpse was about to pick up the blue bead when the long white corpse stretched out its slender arm and grabbed the blue bead on the niche one meter away from it.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Kun and Gui Tou felt the entire tomb chamber shake, and the soil at the top of the tomb chamber began to fall, causing them to lose their balance. Seeing the tomb chamber about to collapse, the large white corpse jumped over, grabbed Hong Kun and Gui Tou, and dragged them out of the tomb chamber.