After wandering around the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum for a long time, Huang Xiaolong finally sensed the black knife that accompanied the burial, and found the Dongying Onmyoji sent by Xu Fu to stir up the wind and rain!

Huang Xiaolong led people through the wall!

Behind this stone gate, there is another stone chamber with a large area.

At this moment, a strong smell of blood filled the stone room.

In a corner of the stone room, there were six middle-aged men wearing the same costume as Meng Zhuang, who were also wearing Qin army armor, all of them curled up in a corner, their bodies were covered with wounds, their hair was messy, and blood was pouring out, forming a large pool of blood.

Obviously, these six people are the Qin people who have taken the immortal elixir like Meng Zhuang at the beginning, they guarded the underground imperial city and discovered the Dongying people and horses, so they fought all the way to this point, but now they are almost exhausted.

In addition, in the stone room, there are also some corpses wrapped in black costumes and wearing hoods, which should be the Dongying ninjas who died in battle.

In addition, there are more than a dozen ninjas, standing with knives, and the cold eyes that emerge from the cracks in the hood exude a ferocious nature like jackals, which makes people shudder.

The bodies of these ninjas still exude a ghostly aura, which is the so-called "ghost ninja".

Behind the ninjas, there were five onmyoji wearing sacrificial robes and pointed hats, with gloomy faces, waving feather fans, and one after another mana fluctuations, like dragons and snakes, they were entwined around them.

"Roaring !!!" Meng Zhuang's eyes were about to split, and his whole body trembled when he looked at the injured brothers who fell to the ground.

"Brother Meng Dacheng! These thieves have trespassed on the imperial tomb! There is no mercy for killing!" a middle-aged man, lying in a pool of blood, roared angrily.

"Unexpectedly, in the underground imperial tomb, there are other people who break in..."A gloomy and sympathetic man's voice sounded lightly in the tomb, making people unpredictable.

The speaker is an onmyoji and speaks fluent Chinese.

"Hey~~~" Huang Xiaolong moved his muscles and bones, took a step forward slightly, and his eyes narrowed. "Xu Fu's heir?"

"Presumptuous! Dare to call the name of the ancestor!" "The ninjas and onmyoji all screamed in anger. It was as if Huang Xiaolong's words had violated their gods!

"You secretly infiltrated the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum this time, just to get the immortal elixir, the twelve golden people, and the black knife... But I'm sorry, these things are mine. Huang Xiaolong grinned.

Hearing this, the onmyoji looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the seemingly green young man in front of them actually understood the purpose of their operation!

"Kill him!" said an onmyoji coldly.

The next second-

Woo~~~

A gust of wind rolled up, sand flew in the tomb, and some vague ghosts appeared in the air!

A ghost ninja, with a slight movement of his body, suddenly jumped from a distance of more than ten meters to a foot in front of Huang Xiaolong!

This person's movements are like ghosts, if they don't move, they can't react at all!

Next, an incredibly tragic sword qi came out of its sheath, pointing directly at Huang Xiaolong!

The ghost ninja had already pulled out his long knife like lightning and slashed at Huang Xiaolong, on top of this ninja long knife, a miserable green ghost fire burned up, and the surrounding air seemed to feel the murderous aura on the knife, making a gurgling sound!

Not to mention the sharp sword qi, the ghost fire burning on this ninja's long knife, ordinary people, even ordinary ancient martial arts masters, if they get a little touched, their whole body will be burned, and eventually turn into a puddle of pus, and their souls will be scattered, and they can't do it!

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Xiaolong's heart moved slightly-'Ghost Ninja, it seems to be a combination of ancient martial arts and magic, as well as Yin Soul and Ghost Qi, it is really powerful, it seems that Xu Fu, this traitor, has taught these Dongying mongrels a lot...'

Huang Xiaolong was not verbose, he raised his hand and punched it straight out.

This punch happened to hit the biggest flaw in the oni ninja's attack, and the fist bypassed the ninja knife and hit the oni shinobi straight in the chest, imprinting a fist mark.

The next moment, click... The sound of broken bones sounded in horror.

This ghost ninja's whole body was like broken porcelain, and there were dense traces of fragmentation, and then it suddenly exploded.

Shattered!

This ghost ninja was actually shattered by Huang Xiaolong's punch!

Blood burst out like a bouquet of flowers, spilling all over the ground.

Those onmyoji were dumbfounded, but they reacted quickly and shouted in unison. "Let's get on it!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen well-trained ghost ninjas, like a bowstring that was full of strings, were emptied one after another, emptying out, locking Huang Xiaolong to death.

Immediately afterwards, their neat and uniform figures were short, and after a few swishing strokes, they all disappeared!

This time it was too weird, Feng Hanyan and Ying Aoshan and other ancient martial arts masters were all shocked.

Meng Zhuang blurted out. "It's a spell! It's a spell!"

"Hahaha~~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed loudly, and his smile seemed to be full of an indescribable sarcasm and ridicule. "Tu Dun? Again, isn't it because he didn't die fast enough?"

I saw Huang Xiaolong's big hand grasp in the air, and the ground of the entire tomb was transformed from "earth" to "gold".

The five elements are upside down!

As a result, the dozen or so ghost ninjas who escaped from the earth were all squeezed and exploded by the soil that suddenly solidified into metal, and they died.

Poof!poof!poof!

Strings of blood erupted from underground fountains.

"Sir is really brave!" Meng Zhuang admired, and bowed slightly to Huang Xiaolong.

The faces of those onmyoji, at this moment, were already full of horror and horror. One of the Onmyoji asked in a trembling voice. "Who are you?"

"You don't care who I am. I think you should be a group of minions, this time, how many of you have come, who is your leader? What about the others?"

"Hahahaha~~ Don't want to ask a clue from our mouth!" one of the onmyoji smiled strangely, and in an instant, five onmyoji waved the fans in their hands at the same time.

In an instant, the entire tomb was filled with an incomparably strange and terrifying air current, and in every inch of space, there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, which made people tremble.

Soon, more than a dozen blood-drenched big seal characters appeared above Huang Xiaolong's head.

Every big seal character exuded a terrifying and vast power, as if mountains were descending from the sky, trying to suppress Huang Xiaolong and crush him into powder!

There is no doubt that the techniques used by these Dongying Onmyoji are the techniques commonly used by warlocks in the pre-Qin period.

Huang Xiaolong stood still, and a simple handprint suddenly formed in his right hand.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's body was full of golden light, and his treasure was solemn, like a Buddha, and there were even denser, countless tiny phantoms of the ancient Buddha, surrounding the back of Huang Xiaolong's head, singing a scroll of Buddhist scriptures to subdue demons and subduing demons.

Poof!poof!poof!

The blood-colored big seal characters that came from the suppression were smashed and exploded one by one, and exploded like fireworks.

Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly, as holy as a flower holy monk, and slowly grabbed it out with his right hand.

In the palm of Huang Xiaolong's hand, a surging and terrifying power like a storm was condensed.

"No!" The five Onmyoji, their mental willpower, instantly collapsed, wanting to escape, but the air around their bodies had been frozen by Huang Xiaolong's breath, and it was as viscous as cement.

啵~~啵啵啵~~啵啵~~~~

Finally, the five Onmyoji, their bodies shattered, exploded and died, and five miserable Yin Souls rushed out, and Huang Xiaolong grabbed these five Yin Souls.

"Hahahaha~~~ Don't ask for any information from us... Hahaha~~~" These five ghosts smiled stupidly.

Immediately......

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four of the yin spirits actually blew themselves up, and the sticky and dirty yin blood splashed all over the ground.

The last ghost is about to explode on its own.

Huang Xiaolong's eyes were piercing, "Do you think that if I blow myself up and my soul is scattered, I can't do it?"

"Soul Search!!!

Huang Xiaolong reached out with his right hand, and before this Yin Soul exploded, he directly grabbed its head, and a large amount of memories poured out like a tide.

Huang Xiaolong chose some useful memories.

"Oh, this time there are a total of 88 ghost ninjas, 30 onmyoji, entering the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, the leading one is called 'Futian Gang', is the most outstanding genius in this generation of ghost ninja, and has received a part of Xu Fu's true inheritance...... Futian Gang had already led a large group of men and horses to go straight to the place where the coffin of Emperor Qin was placed, which was also the most important part of the entire royal tomb. In Futian Gang's hands, there is a map drawn by Xu Fu himself, as well as various mechanisms and various formations to deal with it......"

Huang Xiaolong casually shattered the Yin Soul in his hand.

"Fukuda Gang, the genius of the ghost ninja?" Ma Chuxia frowned. "Xiaolong, we have to hurry up, that guy is going to dig Qin Shihuang's grave!"

"Sir, these people must be stopped! they must not be allowed to destroy the king's rest!" Meng Zhuang cried out angrily.

"These onmyoji don't know the map of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, I forcibly searched for their soul memories, and I don't know anything, it seems that the map is only known to Na Futian Gang alone..."Huang Xiaolong smiled, then looked at the six seriously injured Qin people, quickly took out a few talismans, and handed them to Ma Chuxia. "Little wife, here are a few healing talismans, you can use them for those Qin people. ”

Ma Chuxia took the talisman seal, hurriedly walked over, tore the healing talisman, and suddenly the mana lingered on the six seriously injured Qin people, quickly stopping the bleeding, and they no longer exhaled pain.

"We keep going. Huang Xiaolong raised his steps and walked forward.

Ying Qiulian took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and take care of her companions.

The rest of the people, waiting, followed Huang Xiaolong and continued to move forward.

In front of this burial chamber, there are actually 6 stone doors.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The six stone gates must lead to six different places, which one leads to the core area where the coffin of the First Emperor was placed?

Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong pondered for a few seconds before taking out a black knife from his arms.

Suddenly, I saw that the tip of the black knife was swinging slightly, pointing to the third stone gate from the left!

"Hmm~~ just choose this..."Huang Xiaolong held the black knife in his hand. "This time, Dongying's people, I'm afraid the main target, is the black knife. I can feel the mystery in the black knife, and Xu Fu must be able to sense it! Fukuda Tsuyoshi and those ghost ninjas, onmyoji, will definitely go to find the black knife that accompanies the burial... Hey, hey, hey... Maybe, I'll meet with them. ”

After speaking, Huang Xiaolong led everyone through the wall.

With the guidance of the black knife, Huang Xiaolong and the others would not be like headless flies.

The roads in the royal tomb are winding and winding, and the forks are dense and endless, and if there is no map, whoever enters will be lost. But Huang Xiaolong had a black knife to guide the way, and it was like a divine help, and gradually, he went deeper and deeper into the interior of the royal tomb.

In some burial chambers, you can already see mountains of funerary goods, such as a large number of well-made stone armor, as well as various tripods, bronze birds, and so on.

"Xiaolong, I have a hunch that we are about to approach the core area of the Royal Tomb!" Ma Chuxia's eyes showed excitement.

After passing through a burial chamber, the front suddenly opened up.

Huang Xiaolong and the others came to a vast plain, and in the middle of this plain, there was a high platform.

"It's... This is the barracks of the forbidden army!" Meng Zhuang shouted in a trembling voice, stretching out his finger and pointing to the high platform. "That's Dianjiangtai!"

The whole plain is entangled in layers of dead air, misty, giving people a kind of obscure coercion.

At this time, when I looked around, I saw that the ground was full of corpses.

These bones, still holding weapons in their hands, and some of them are still wearing armor, at a glance, I really don't know if there are tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of bones here.

On the platform of the general, on the throne of the general, there is a huge corpse bone, which is at least 2 meters high before his death, with thick bone joints and dry bones, holding a cold long sword, and the tip of the sword pierced into the ground.

"That's the king's sword... Tai'a Divine Sword!' is Tai'a Divine Sword!" Meng Zhuang exclaimed.

"Oh... No wonder..."Shirley said with a thoughtful nod. "The Qin Dynasty unified the six countries, and the scenery was so unstoppable. The millions of Qin troops are invincible. But it took only three years from the death of Qin Shi Huang to the fall of the Qin Dynasty. How could the powerful Qin Dynasty army have less than 200,000 people left with a temporarily formed labor army. So where did the rest of the Great Qin army go? I have studied the history of Qin for so long, and I have never solved this mystery, and I don't know how the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses of Great Qin disappeared, and now I understand! They are all buried here! God!"

"Let's go, let's go to this barracks and have a look. Huang Xiaolong smiled. "Now that we have found the barracks of the forbidden army, the place where the coffin of the First Emperor will be placed must not be far away. ”

Since ancient times, the forbidden army has been directly under the emperor's jurisdiction and serves as an army to protect the emperor or the palace, and now that the forbidden army camp has been found, indeed, I am afraid that the coffin of the first emperor will be found soon.

Huang Xiaolong stepped into the barracks, the ground was densely packed, and the bones of the soldiers were very neatly placed, and the black qi was steaming, very weird.

Ma Chuxia and the others, numb and bold, walked behind Huang Xiaolong. Although the corpses of these forbidden soldiers have long been ossified, and there is no ghost to haunt them, there is nothing to worry about, but walking in them still makes people feel a little palpitating, as if they have come to the camp of the Qin army at the peak, which is very depressing.

"I look at the bones here, there are at least 5.6 million bones, which is really a lot of money. Huang Xiaolong grinned.

"Wow~~ Xiaolong!Look over there, there are a lot of golden pillars!" Yan Pianpian's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand like a finger in the distance.

Sure enough, in the distance, there were 24 pillars!

These pillars, all very thick, look like they are cast in gold and wrought copper, and they exude an indescribable aura of slaughter.

"Pillars?" Huang Xiaolong was stunned, his eyes condensed, and when he looked closely, he saw that the 24 pillars were carved with dense, complex and ancient runes!

"This isn't a pillar..."Huang Xiaolong's expression moved, he looked up at the sky, and immediately, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of the pillar. "Oh, you see......"

At this moment, a gloomy, sarcastic man's voice sounded in the barracks of Ma Pingchuan. "This is the Twelve Golden Figures! I finally found them, this is the Twelve Golden Figures! Back then, the Twelve Golden Men cast by the ancestors for the First Emperor!

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