Mo Yi walked all the way to the center of the hinterland, saw the golden ball suspended above the coffin, walked over, and said, "This is the power of Jianmu"

Han Jiangxue said: "According to historical records, this should be the power of Jianmu." ”

Mo Yizhi looked at the power of Jianmu in front of him, all this seemed to be too easy, so easy that he was a little suspicious, if there were only a few mechanisms in the Imperial Tomb of Emperor Yan in the way, why had the power of Jianmu been here for so many years, and no one had stolen it

Mo Yizhi fell into deep thought, staring suspiciously at Jianmu's power, a little uneasy.

Lord Xiuying turned her head to look at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi said: "Things went so smoothly that I began to wonder if there was fraud in this." ”

Han Jiangxue said: "I have the same idea as you, but I have investigated the surroundings, and there are no more mechanisms around, and the entire mausoleum is quite clean, there are no demons, not even the corpses of tomb robbers." ”

Lord Xiuying said: " Maybe there is a providence in all this, Emperor Yan is very similar to you, the same is the emperor born in the troubled times, the same is saving the mortal world in distress, the emperor represents not only the rights of the mortal world, he is also the emperor of the entire mortal world, these things, Emperor Yan and you are exactly the same, and you get the power of Jianmu, what you have to go is the path of Emperor Yan in the past, maybe all this is destined in the dark, you and Emperor Yan are like yourself in another time and space, the power of Jianmu originally belonged to you. ”

In the dark, there is the will of heaven to get the power of Jianmu, which is fate

Mo Yizhi suddenly remembered the old man on the upper floor of the city that day, was it because of Emperor Yan's blessing that the power of Jianmu was so easy

Han Jiang Xue said: "The power of Jianmu is ahead, whether there are traps or not, we must get the power of Jianmu, don't we?"

Mo Yi stepped forward, walked towards Jianmu Zhili, stepped on the coffin and flew up, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the golden ball.

His fingers passed through the golden light and held the core of the light, a round ball, and the moment his fingers touched the golden ball, a dazzling strong light burst out, and a domineering force swept out, Mo Yizhi, Xiuying County Lord, and Han Jiangxue were instantly sucked into the golden ball.

The moment she was sucked into the golden ball, Han Jiangxue finally understood why this mausoleum was so clean, and said that there must be something to guard in the old tomb, and the power of the power of Jianmu could nourish the creatures of the Quartet, but in this ancient tomb, there was not even a snake.

It's not that it doesn't have it, it's not fate, but the real mechanism is on the power of this building tree.

The three people were sucked into the golden ball, fell down, fell into a pile of rotting bones, the three of them stood up in the pungent smell of blood, in front of them was a wilderness, and in this wilderness, there were mutilated corpses everywhere, the air became blood red, the sky was gray as if covered with a layer of gauze, and in the distance was a layer of blood mist, and in the blood mist, there were monsters faintly passing through.

It's purgatory.

"Where is this" Lord Xiuying asked in horror, the scene in front of him, even the most tragic battlefield, was less than three points in front of him.

Han Jiangxue had an ominous premonition in her heart, and said, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, for thousands of years, all tomb robbers and intruders have been sucked into this. ”

(Markor Literature-)