Jiang Chang'an's Bodhi eyes almost wanted to explore again, but the tremors in the cave became more and more intense, and the air flow in his lungs was difficult to stabilize, and he was dizzy and had no choice but to stop.

At present, it seems that the only way to exit the dungeon is to withdraw from the dungeon first, and then find a way to think about it in the long run. Thinking like this in his heart, Jiang Changan was particularly unwilling in his heart.

Is this really the Mausoleum of the Purple Emperor here? Or is it really the Tomb of the Purple Emperor here? That being the case, where did the body of the Ape Emperor go after his death? Why is the Tomb of the Great Emperor not only not solemn and solemn, but full of strange beasts and demonic spirits? But if it is not the Tomb of the Purple Emperor Emperor, how can the Immortal Lantern recognize the wrong place?

One problem after another rolled into an intricate ball of threads, seeing that the puzzle for a long time had to be solved, but had to be terminated, after the attack of the blue-faced female zombie, his lifespan was greatly reduced, and it was roughly estimated that he could live less than half a month, and then he entered this place I don't know what year and month, such a good time passed by like this, anyone will be annoyed.

The deacon made the five orders hang high in the air, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and it is not too late for this envoy to recruit a few fellow disciples!"

Jiang Chang'an struggled in his heart, and at this moment, suddenly a little golden light shone in the ancient cave!

The golden light is like a rising golden wheel, directly illuminating the gloomy hall.

The world was quiet, the Wufang Ling floated in the air, the rippling red microwave suddenly stopped, the fox's worried face, the ruling order made the waving robe stand still for a while, even the strong existence in the cave was frozen for a while, the noisy and noisy hall could be heard for a while, and every grain of sand and dust in the air could be seen clearly.

Unrestrained is only Jiang Changan and the golden light in the cave, and the golden light flutters with a faint fluorescent purple powder that is less than the size of a palm, Jiang Changan looks straight in the eyes-

Purple Wing Holy Golden Cicada!

Counting the last time he got out of trouble from Bai Baigang's men, this was the second time he had seen the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada, the difference was that the last time he stood far away in the sea of sand and met with his spiritual sense, but at this time, he really met with his real body.

It is the same size as the most common 'summer cicada' in the world, and the body of the remnant soul of the great demon is also semi-illusory, covered in golden water, and the two purple wings thinner than the leaves flicker rapidly, and the entire ancient hall reverberates with the sound of its flapping wings.

The Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada flew in front of him, as if he was still thinking about the question that had never come to fruition: "Why hasn't this person been frozen in time?"

"Mo Cang!" Jiang Changan called out a few words in his heart, but the result was the same as the last time, Mo Cang also seemed to have broken all contact, without any reaction, and there was a peaceful and peaceful bliss within a radius of dozens of miles.

Jiang Changan looked at all this in a daze, and before he could react, when he was out of his mind, he stretched out his right index finger-

An even more incredible scene happened: I saw the Purple Winged Saint Golden Cicada swaying and staying at his fingertips, its wings flapping slightly, pausing here, quite a reason to live in the land for a long time!

Suddenly, the Purple Winged Saint Golden Cicada jumped up again, flashed its wings and circled in front of him a few times, and then flew towards the ancient cave abyss, and after flying for a while, it reflexively saw that Jiang Chang'an had not moved, so it went and returned, as if guiding him forward.

Jiang Changan was half incredulous, looking down and peeking into the vast abyss, bottomless, black gravel floating in the air, frozen with the black smoke, there were dozens of red-eyed beasts that looked like bats climbing on the stone wall, and the behemoth that was more terrifying than the Purgatory Soul Erosion Squid was also half-hung on the stone wall of the opposite mountain abyss, the whole huge body was hidden in the black wind and smoke, it was difficult to distinguish the appearance, but he knew that the body was comparable to a mountain, even a finger was bigger than his body.

Jiang Changan also had no intention of watching these carefully, and followed closely beside the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada and entered the underground palace!

Leaping into the first layer of the dungeon, only to know that the environment is very different from the fairyland, diametrically opposite, the dungeon can not see the edge at a glance, the red flame magma flowing on the ground is also stagnant, the fire shines with purple demonic color, hundreds of strange beasts are entrenched everywhere, the stone wall is full of groups of dark fire golden thorn-tailed scorpions, the ground is densely covered with vermilion reckless flesh lines like old tree roots, half of the body is exposed, just waiting for a good corpse to parasitize and reproduce......

The Yinghe River also forms dozens of rivers in the underground palace along the underground river, such as the Tiger Storm Ice Fin Shark, the Spotted Golden Thunder Blood Leech, and the Great Yan Poison Lizard.

He could sense that there were many other dangerous monsters that he couldn't see.

The immortal lamp that represented the Ziyou Emperor stood in the darkness, and Jiang Changan walked towards it first, his heart pounding endlessly—this was the magic weapon used by the Ziyou Emperor to defeat the Ape Emperor back then! The Emperor sought the Dao Fruit, sat on the immortal lamp, and the word "immortal" alone could make countless people crazy!

After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Changan stroked the stone wall of the lamp body with one hand, and the faint spiritual power explored through his fingertips.

"No, why don't you have half a fluctuation of spiritual power? It's like ...... It's like a dead thing!"

The Purple Emperor Magic Weapon should have reached the point where it could give birth to a machine spirit, and when he was in the Misha Sea, Jiang Changan also saw it rise from the ground and fly away, with the power that no one could stop, but at the moment, it was almost no different from a ball of broken copper and iron, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power at all.

How did Jiang Changan know that the white pearl ball of light that Ruoruo little girl had mistakenly incorporated into her body at the bottom of the Misha Sea was the origin of this supreme magic weapon, and the immortal lamp was transferred from the Misha Sea to the emperor's mausoleum, and it had exhausted the last spiritual power, and now except for the few traces of past majesty left, it has long been a non-extreme holy weapon, a supreme divine weapon.

Jiang Changan tried several times to bring this divine soldier into the Divine Mansion, but no matter what he did, the Immortal Lantern was as stable as a rock, motionless, and I am afraid that even the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm would be unable to move a bit, let alone talk about taking it for themselves.

Bypassing the immortal lantern, the deeper you go to the depths of the underground palace, the fewer and fewer demon beasts there are.

After walking for half a pillar of incense, there were no demon beasts in sight, and more and more flame ghost vines in the dungeon climbed on the stone wall, and the flame ghost vines were burning with raging fire, and in the flames stood a huge nest, a bird's nest that was bigger than a house. Among them, there was a fire crow with three black feathers, surrounded by black flames, with vermilion eyes, raised its wings and ten zhang in size, and no demon beast dared to approach within a radius of 100 meters.

"This is the six-eyed ghost-headed fire crow!" Jiang Changan was surprised, "A fierce beast that once participated in the war between the two clans!"

How could the powerful terrifying demon beasts of the demon race appear in the tomb of the Purple Emperor Emperor? Jiang Chang'an was confused in his heart, and he didn't understand what was going on in front of him? Countless demon beasts appeared in the tomb of the Great Emperor of the Terran Race, and this tomb was like a mystery, becoming more and more strange.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada also stopped on his shoulder, and his eyes burned so much that he fell on the object placed in the main hall of the underground palace, boxy, one zhang long, three feet wide, and one person high, with dense patterns carved on it - a bronze coffin!

A long, quaint bronze coffin is lying not far away, with a name mottled on it.

"Jinfeng Daoren? is a subordinate of the Ziyou Emperor!A general who participated in the war between the two clans!Hundred Generals Cave? Is this really the layout of the Hundred Generals Cave?"

Jiang Changan was shocked, as if to verify what he thought in his heart, and after walking for half a pillar of incense, there were really caves that had been dug out on the stone wall, just like the scene in the crypt of Baijiang Cave, but the roads leading to these caves were not independent tombs, but coffins were directly placed!

Rusty bronze coffins!

Each bronze coffin is engraved with a name, any one of which can stir up the wind and clouds, turn the clouds and rain, all recorded in the annals of the Second World War, passed down through the ages, and are all stars in that bright era!

"Eight-armed Great Bear King!" Jiang Changan's eyes suddenly froze on a tomb, he couldn't take his eyes off for a long time, and suddenly took two steps back, shocked: "Demon Clan power! Isn't the Eight-Armed Great Bear King the Demon Clan's power? How can it appear in the Terran Underground Palace?"

"Red-pupiled Heavenly Whale Emperor, Banner Flame Spirit, Gray-robed Flying Wolf Star ......" Jiang Chang'an walked forward with difficulty, the look on his face became more and more confused, and the coffins of the demon clan and the human race in the underground palace were indistinguishable from each other, and they were half mixed.

They were all the most brilliant and eye-catching new stars of that era, and they disappeared in the war between the two clans, Jiang Changan did not feel the slightest resentment on these corpses, these people were willing to die.

But what puzzled him was why the bodies of the generals of the human race and the demon race were all placed in a dungeon, and who could be the one in the eighteenth layer of the dungeon?