"Boy, for the sake of you being a lonely junior, I don't care about you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The indifferent voice of the human emperor sounded very casual, but there was a kind of calm and condescending.

Of course he should be high, he is the emperor of the people, and there is a clearly recorded inheritance in ancient Xia, starting from the emperor of the people. And then there are some legends that cannot be verified.

In other words, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the ancestor of today's ancient summer.

Even if these people in front of him are the strongest people at the top of the ten thousand people in Guxia, in his eyes, they are just talented juniors.

Elder Shi Taishang laughed miserably, staring closely at this bloodline ancestor, it turned out that he had already seen it. Also, what kind of cultivation is the human emperor?

"Do you still remember that when you returned to the imperial mausoleum, you left it to the descendants of the next generation?"

The Human Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at Elder Shi Taishang.

……

The human emperor was resurrected, and the yin soldiers in the imperial tomb were swept away.

Lu Mingshu, Yan Wugui, and Yue Lingyin successfully arrived at the main tomb.

Entering from the sacrificial hall, the main burial chamber was empty and quiet. The walls are carved with rune marks, and the ground is also painted with complicated formations, and I don't know what materials are used, so far it is as red as blood, and it looks very creepy.

Yue Lingyin trembled, and said in a low voice: "Your Seven True Views are really chattering with gods, what are they?"

Yan Wugui said: "Everyone in the world thinks that the Seven Truths Concept is based on swordsmanship, but in fact, it is not, the formation is the foundation of this faction. It's just that over the years, a lot of inheritance has been lost, and it is unbearable to mention. ”

Lu Mingshu looked at it a little bit: "Look at this tomb, the formation inheritance of the Seven Truths View back then was very clever, no wonder such a huge magic array could be built in Yin Mountain." It's a pity ......"

Unfortunately, it is not as good as it used to be. Yan Wugui's eyes darkened.

Lu Mingshu really thought so. This main burial chamber, plus the great magic circle outside, can already be compared to some of the great realms with complete inheritances of the Heavenly Wheel. She became more and more curious about the origin of the Human Emperor, could it be that he was a remnant of an ancient civilization?

The huge coffin, like a small house, has the lid lifted and leaned to one side, revealing the space inside.

Lu Mingshu leaned over to look and found that there were indeed layers of runes engraved inside.

Her fingers slowly swiped over: "There is no trace of repression, it seems that the human emperor back then was indeed dead." ”

The strange thing is that there is no trace of yin qi in the main tomb, even if the magic circle was broken before, this place is still clean and clean, and there is no trace of yin qi.

With such a clean tomb and so many formations blessings, how could the Human Emperor suddenly crawl out of the coffin and find a place where the Yin Qi gathers to resurrect on his own?

When he went to the pit to absorb the yin qi, even if he hadn't recovered his spiritual energy, he should have the ability to act, just like those yin soldiers.

What led him to the pit? Could it be God's help?

"Huh!" she fingered.

"What?" Yan Wugui asked immediately.

Lu Mingshu looked at it fixedly and said, "Brother Yan, you try to dismantle the inner coffin." ”

"Good. Yan Wugui agreed, pulled out the knife from the sheath, and poked into the coffin.

Yue Lingyin looked at it twice: "How do you use a knife?"

Yan Wugui focused on priing the coffin board and did not answer. Lu Mingshu said casually: "He likes to be different." ”

Yue Lingyin laughed dryly.

The inner coffin was removed piece by piece, revealing what was going on inside.

Lu Mingshu stretched out his hand and touched it, and said, "The layer below is also unloaded." ”

All sides have been demolished, and it is not easy to do it underneath? Yan Wugui lifted it at will, who knew that it would not move at all.

He poked the tip of his knife in, spat out his palm, and finally lifted it.

Lu Mingshu looked at it and smiled: "Sure enough." ”

Yue Lingyin followed and leaned over, but saw that under the coffin, the yin qi was surging, and when he looked closely, there was a piece of the ground missing!

"What's going on?"

Lu Mingshu slapped out with a palm, and the qi wave repelled the yin qi, revealing a swarthy hole.

She asked, "Are you going to go down with me to find out?" ”

Yue Lingyin didn't say a word: "If I was afraid, I wouldn't have stayed before." ”

Lu Mingshu smiled and nodded.

Yan Wugui didn't speak, put the knife back into its sheath, and stood aside.

His attitude had already explained everything, and Lu Mingshu didn't ask anymore and jumped in directly.

The yin qi under the coffin was only slightly thinner than the previous pit, and the black mist was rolling, blocking the view.

Lu Mingshu probed the terrain with his divine sense, and found that there was a small road here, and he didn't know where it extended.

"Let's go. ”

"I'll come first. Yan Wugui said, taking the first step, entering the trail, stopping again, and reaching out to her.

Lu Mingshu sighed in his heart and stretched out to hold him.

The black fog was in front of her, and she couldn't tell for a moment whether it was Yan Wugui or Xie Lianzhen.

"Senior Sister Yue. She whispered, holding Yue Lingyin with her other hand, "Don't get separated." ”

"Hmm. Yue Lingyin's voice trembled a little, and the feeling of yin qi invading the body before was still in his impression.

The three of them walked not far away, and Lu Mingshu was suddenly shocked and shouted in a low voice: "Stop!"

Yan Wugui stopped when he was standing.

She let go of the two and moved to the side.

It's a lot more space, and it looks like there's something.

She reached out and touched it slowly, and suddenly touched something, cold and hard.

"White bones!" Yue Lingyin let out a low cry, and she also touched it.

It's nothing, under the Yin Mountain, there are too many white bones. What made Lu Mingshu's heart tumble was something else. She grabbed the long strip in her hand and whispered a word: "Sword." ”

Yue Lingyin leaned over and followed her hand to touch the sword. When she reached the position of the hilt of the sword, she was suddenly stunned.

After a long time, he said, "This is ...... The emblem of the Tianhai Pavilion ......"

It is not surprising to find the sword in Yin Mountain, this is an ancient battlefield, will there be fewer white bones and weapons? But with the emblem of Tianhai Pavilion, then this matter cannot be regarded as ordinary.

There are many Xuanmen in the world, and the factions are all after the war between the people and the barbarians. The Seven True Temple, Tianhai Pavilion, and Yuding Peak were all the first batch of schools to be established after the Great War. At that time, Yinshan had already become a place of death, and the disciples of various factions would not come here for no reason.

Even if they came to Yin Mountain and lost their traces here, most of them would have died in the mouth of the demonic beasts. Otherwise, it is to meet the barbarians who happen to wander here.

Either way, the corpse shouldn't be here!

This is the underground of Yin Mountain, or under the imperial mausoleum, where the emperor is buried, how can there be the bones of the disciples of Tianhai Pavilion?

Yan Wugui touched another thing, it was a metal ring: "This thing is like a unique secret weapon in Qiushui Tower." He felt the bulge, and only to hear a "click" sound, and the mechanism inside popped out.

The mechanism is still intact, so it can be seen that this thing was abandoned here not long ago.

Lu Mingshu took a deep breath and said softly, "I think, I know the reason why my ancestor disappeared." ”

Yue Lingyin clenched her cold hand: "Senior Sister Lu......"

After a while, Yan Wugui's voice came softly: "If your ancestor dies here, then what about my father?