Mummy

In a short while, a bone-piercing cold wind blew.

It was only now that everyone felt that this was the real scenery of the demon king's tomb.

Slowly, a wisp of evil aura floated over, and Qin Chen and the others sensed it.

It seemed that the situation they had expected was far less dangerous.

Qin Chen faced the tombstones and walked in front of the crowd. He headed over step by step.

"Could the things down there possibly move?" The big scorpion was a little scared. It was hard for him not to think about it when the cold wind blew on him.

After all, no matter what, this place was not a place for the living.

Although the demon king was not dead, this place still seemed to be filled with a deathly aura, with a large amount of evil aura present.

Qin Chen walked to the first tombstone.

The tombstone seemed to tremble, which shocked Qin Chen.

Could the big scorpion's mouth have been blessed?