Meng Chuan thought about it carefully, this is Youzhou City, but it is not the tomb of the real human emperor.

Could it be that Luo Yi's burial place is not here, and he needs to go through that teleportation array to find it?

There seems to be only one explanation.

But the land floating in the sky was so high that when viewed from below, it hung like the moon in the sky.

If you don't use magic, with the strength of your body alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rush forward.

This is really embarrassing, the only place leading to Luo Yi's place is so high, and flying is forbidden here, doesn't it make people have no way to go up?

When Meng Chuan was thinking, the person had already fallen back to the ground from the sky, and the earth trembled again.

Anyway, this place looks different from the outside, and maybe the way to the teleportation array is hidden here.

And Jiang Qiudao and Ao Xun don't know where they were teleported, so what they have to do now is to search here.

Thinking of this, he no longer looked at the unreachable floating continent in the sky, but began to wander around the area where he was.

He didn't walk for long, Meng Chuan heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of him, and the sound of kicking was in a row, which sounded extremely numerous.

The next second, a group of soldiers in broken armor appeared.

There were about 100 soldiers, cavalry, infantry, archers, and even two huge dragon-headed ballistas.

The person at the front has a different armor style from the others, and looks like a centurion.

These people were different from Yan Yun's Eighteen Horsemen, they were all a pile of white bones, only their eyes were lit with red flames, they didn't look like living beings, they were just being manipulated by a magic spell to wander here.

But they were extremely aggressive, and when they saw Meng Chuan, they immediately lined up in a disciplined formation, and it seemed that they were going to do it directly.

Meng Chuan is not the master who is bullied and does not fight back, since there are skeleton soldiers here to eliminate foreign intruders, then he will simply do the evil to the end.

Two crossbow arrows that were hugged by one person were shot out by the dragon-headed ballista and smashed towards Meng Chuan like lightning.

Meng Chuan raised his foot and kicked out, kicking the two huge crossbow arrows out and sticking them far into the ground.

Then, a little under his feet, the man was already rushing towards the skeletal soldiers

in the past.

Those archers all opened their bows and arrows, and shot an arrow at Meng Chuan's position, but Meng Chuan did not avoid it, allowing the arrow to hit him with a muffled sound.

This level of aggression was no different from tickling for Meng Chuan.

After discovering that the archer's attack did not work, the flames in the centurion's eyes jumped, and then he drew the rusty iron sword he wore at his waist, and pointed forward majestically, and all the cavalry and infantry instantly surrounded him.

The archer also carried the bow behind his back, took out a scimitar from his waist, and wanted to fight Meng Chuan in close combat.

The posture of these people who sacrifice their lives and forget to die and do not take half a step back is really a bit like the soldiers who lived and died senselessly on the battlefield in ancient times.

But in the face of the huge disparity in strength, no matter how much they resist, it is useless.

This group of skeleton soldiers is not strong, and the centurion has a little ability, but he is only comparable to a psychic person.

As for the cavalry and infantry, it is even more uneven, some are already grandmasters, but many more are not even as good as grandmasters.

In just a few tens of seconds, Meng Chuan had already scattered all the white bone soldiers in this group, and the chaotic white bones crisscrossed the ground.

Then Meng Chuan found that on the corpses of these white-boned soldiers, there was a strange power lingering.

Meng Chuan carefully extracted this power, gathered it in one place, and turned it into a flame the size of a candle flame.

Through perceiving, Meng Chuan was pleasantly surprised to find that this flame actually had the ability to counteract the ban on the air.

That is to say, as long as these white-boned soldiers collect enough flames, they can theoretically be completely free from the restrictions of the forbidden air prohibition, so as to fly to the floating continent.

"That's right!" Meng Chuan was overjoyed by his discovery, and muttered to himself: "I'll just say, since Luo Yi didn't seal his tomb, but left eighteen Yan Yun orders, and he must let Yan Yun's descendants in, there will definitely be a road to his safe place." ”

"Now it seems that all you need to do is find those bone soldiers, collect the flames they carry one by one, and soon be able to fly to the floating continent. ”

It's just that relying on this kind of flame to counteract the prohibition of the forbidden sky is a very huge project.

The power of the flames collected by Meng Chuan by killing these nearly a hundred white bone soldiers was less than one percent of what was needed.

If he continued like this, he would have to kill at least 10,000 bone soldiers before he could get out of here.

This is not a small number, and even Meng Chuan doubts that there are so many white bone soldiers here.

At this time, it was not the time to hesitate, Meng Chuan knew that there were a large number of people who came to the Emperor's Tomb, and until now, he didn't know how many people had entered this Youzhou City.

Now you need to race against time to be the first to enter the tomb of the Human Emperor, otherwise when you go, the creation will be taken away by others, so won't you waste your strength in vain?

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan no longer wandered around as before, but ran all the way in his own area.

In the process, Meng Chuan really found several teams of white bone soldiers.

He had observed in these battles that the bones were clearly organized into three distinct formations: thirty, fifty, and one hundred.

Correspondingly, only in a team of 100 people, there will be a centurion who has a divine realm.

After more than half an hour had passed, Meng Chuan had killed a total of four teams of white-bone soldiers, including two groups of fifty people, one wave of one hundred people, and one group of thirty people.

At this rate, will the Year of the Monkey have a chance to break the ban and fly to that floating continent?

While searching for the whereabouts of the Bone Soldier, Meng Chuan wondered if there was any other way to quickly get the Bone Soldier's flame.

At this moment, Meng Chuan sensed the movement of a battle in front of him.

Sure enough, because the teleportation formation was random, someone must have been teleported to the same area as him, and now he was finally going to encounter it.

Meng Chuan held his breath and quietly leaned forward to check.

In the open space ahead, there was indeed a big battle.

The bones and armor of the Bone Soldiers are scattered everywhere, but they are no longer the protagonists of the battle.

At this time, the fierce fight here was a creature covered in white mist, and a guard commander brought by the second prince of the martial family to the tomb of the human emperor.

There are also several palace guards of the martial arts family lying here, all of whom have died tragically here, and the miserable death does not look like the handwriting of the white bone soldiers, it should have been killed by that creature.

And that creature Meng Chuan is no stranger, it is one of the four people brought by the Living Buddha of Mantuo.