Seeing Zhou Haosheng's hand stretched out towards the legendary ghostly lamp, Yan Zhaoge said, "It's better to be careful." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A group of Dark Sect martial artists, some of them were on guard, and some of them were all looking at Yan Zhao Ge.

The meaning in their eyes is not subtle.

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "We all suspect that someone came in first before, and now there is no body in the coffin of the Emperor Youming. ”

"Whether someone else comes in, or the Emperor Youming comes back from the dead, the situation in front of him is inevitably weird. ”

"It's empty, but the light is still there, and it hasn't been taken away, do you think it's normal?"

Yan Zhaoge looked around: "We did enter here one step ahead of the Bright Sect, but the mechanisms and prohibitions in the mausoleum are also the first to be taught by us, and it is a pleasant thing to be the first to get there, but it is not so pleasant to explore the path and step on the trap." ”

The group of Dark Sect martial artists did not speak, but they all had a look of approval on their faces.

Zhou Haosheng's expression was calm, and he said slowly: "Yan Xiaoyou's concern is not unreasonable, but I don't have much time to wait and see what happens. ”

"There are some risks that have to be taken and are hard to avoid. ”

Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "I agree with this." ”

Zhou Haosheng turned his head to look at the lantern again, and stretched out his hand forward.

As his palm approached the lantern, Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed slightly, and he noticed that there was something strange in Zhou Haosheng's palm.

In the darkness, there is a faint hint of extremely brilliant brilliance.

The way of the dark pole of light is the right way in the martial arts of the dark sect, and what makes Yan Zhaoge care is that there seems to be other existence in that little bit of bright light.

A figure gradually emerged from that brilliance, looking as if it was only the size of corn, but the majestic and powerful momentum in it made Yan Zhaoge feel frightened.

It seemed to be a martial arts powerhouse who was similar to Zhou Haosheng's cultivation, reached the sixfold martial saint, and saw the late stage of the gods.

But then, Yan Zhaoge felt that the figure, although powerful, lacked a little agility.

It's a little similar to the puppets I met before, who were controlled by the tomb guard.

"Dark Venerable?" Yan Zhao Ge suddenly said.

Although it was the first time I had seen it, I thought it was the famous Dark Venerable.

This is one of the foundations of the Dark Sect in the Emperor's Sea, and it is the ancestor of the Dark Sect who voluntarily sacrificed itself with a secret method when he was about to die.

The requirements for the martial artist who sacrifices themselves are extremely strict, and the success rate of the sacrifice is outrageously low, but once the sacrifice is successful, you can get a rejuvenated body, and the strength is close to that before death, but it cannot continue to progress and improve.

The Dark Sect did not have a high-grade holy soldier to suppress the mountain gate, and it could compete with the Bright Sect, at least it would not fall into a significant disadvantage, and this Dark Venerable was one of the important reasons.

Zhou Haosheng's current actions are indeed risky, but they are not blindly reckless.

It seemed that he reached out to grab the Dark Lamp, but in fact, it was a Dark Venerable who really made the move.

This Dark Venerable is actually equivalent to stepping on thunder for Zhou Haosheng.

However, although it was not Zhou Haosheng's own risk, if he lost such a Dark Venerable with the sixfold strength of a Martial Saint, it would also be an extremely huge loss to the Dark Sect, which hurt his heart and lungs and hurt his muscles and bones.

The Darkness Sect entered the Tomb of the Emperor of Youming this time, and its determination was great, which can be seen.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the half-black, half-white lone lamp, did not move, and no longer spoke.

The thing is really good, Yan Zhaoge also felt excited, but he still had many doubts in his heart.

It's not just that someone may have entered the tomb earlier, and the disappearance of the body of the Emperor Youming.

Before entering the mausoleum, Yan Zhaoge vaguely felt that something seemed to attract him here, but after entering, he didn't find anything.

He can be sure that what attracts him is not the light in front of him.

So what could it be?

Turning a blind eye to the somewhat wary gaze of some of the surrounding Dark Sect martial artists, Yan Zhaoge slowly looked at the dim tombs around him, thinking slowly in his heart.

It is said to be a tomb, but in fact, the internal space is extremely grand, like a large hall.

It's just that the dim light is everywhere, making people lose their sense of distance, and some can't tell the difference between distance and proximity.

Aside from the puppets they encountered when they first entered, there were no other guards in the mausoleum.

However, there is no need for other guards to kill people in the dim light that kills invisibly, and those rays will turn the intruders into puppets guarding the mausoleum.

Even seeing a god-level martial saint, or even a Immortal Bridge level martial saint powerhouse, may not be able to resist it.

Yan Zhaoge and the others were also able to enter the tomb thanks to the inheritance of the treasure.

And outside the mausoleum, there are also multiple protection prohibitions.

Yan Zhaoge thought back for a moment, and had a certain number in his heart: "There must be someone else who has come in here, otherwise there is no way to explain why those martial artists who have become puppets outside appeared." ”

He turned his head to look and saw that the Dark Venerable in Zhou Haosheng's palm had not returned to his normal size, and was still like corn.

But the Dark Venerable stretched out his hand, but it seemed to hold the heavens and the earth, and the dim black curtain shrouded the dark light.

Suddenly, the darkness cleared.

A little light, suddenly lit up!

The lights are on!

The bright light instantly spread throughout the entire tomb, and the dim light that was originally dense in the tomb became bright and dazzling at this moment.

If it was just an ownerless and damaged top-grade holy soldier, it might not be able to help Yan Zhao Ge, Zhou Haosheng and others.

But at this moment, the Youming Lantern led the entire Youming Emperor's Mausoleum, and it seemed to be turbulent at this moment.

The Dark Venerable in Zhou Haosheng's palm suddenly became larger, turning into a tall old man's figure.

The trace of black qi on the old man's body kept gushing out, but it continued to dissipate under the light that shone through the void.

Zhou Haosheng's expression remained unchanged, he let out a low snort, and pushed forward with one palm.

The Dark Venerable did the same.

As they came out of their hands, the extreme darkness suddenly gave birth to brilliance, and it was also dazzling.

This brilliance meets the light that bursts from the burial chamber, and the two seem to resonate.

The other Dark Sect martial artists present also made the same moves.

The brilliance is bright and dazzling, pure to the extreme, rejecting everything around it, and if it is not the same, it is repelled and destroyed, purified and destroyed.

Yan Zhao Ge's gaze became deep, and he once again operated the subtle method of the Wuji Heavenly Book.

The next moment, the brightness and dazzling brilliance suddenly disappeared.

The lights go out.

Everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, and they couldn't see anything.

The scene inside the tomb is gone, the sarcophagus is gone, the light is gone, and only darkness remains.

Everyone in the same company, with each other, did not perceive the existence of others at this moment.

Under the operation of the Infinite Heaven Calligraphy Gate, both light and darkness have become invisible.

This allowed Yan Zhaoge to see that the space he was in was constantly changing.

The originally magnificent and huge burial chamber seemed to suddenly turn into a chaotic turbulence of time and space.

Yan Zhaoge and everyone were trying their best to fix their figures, but they couldn't be suppressed and were swept into different time and space.

Zhou Haosheng, who cultivated to the strongest strength, still persevered with the ghost brocade banner and the dark venerable beside him, chasing after the sarcophagus and the ghostly lamp.

And at this moment, Yan Zhaoge felt again that there seemed to be something else that was attracting him. (To be continued.) )