Bang......

The black-brown stone fist smashed down on the robe of the sun and the moon,

With the terrifying attack power of a landslide and tsunami, the power of the fist poured out towards the thin robe, and the runes of water and fire were annihilated into nothingness under this force, and in an instant, there were fine and mysterious runes intertwined, evolved, and reborn.

At the same time, the scorching sun red flame and the cold moon and water began to fight back, and the two forces, one cold and one hot, penetrated through the place where the stone fist came into contact with the robe.

Under the extreme heat and cold, the internal organization of the tall stone man began to crumble.

At this moment, Huo Ran, the Flame Ghost King, appeared, Yan Yan Tower, Yang Yan Ding flew out, and smashed heavily on the back of the stone man, and at the same time, six of the eight arms poured out, dragging the stone man, and began to tear it apart.

Shang Luo took the opportunity to break away from the strange stone man and began to rush towards the corridor.

At the same time, recall the Flame Ghost King and other ghosts.

According to his guess, after stepping into the Yongdao, the stone man would also give up the attack on him, and the blue-gray line confirmed that the owner here did not seem to want to kill the comer, thinking about it, theoretically, this is the inheritance place that Zhao Wuxing left to his son, and he will not be so desperate for his son, although the thirty-six stone men are terrible enough.

"Maybe it's some kind of special authentication mechanism that can tell if it's Zhao Xiangxin?"

In Shang Luo's mind, a thought suddenly flashed through him, but he didn't pay much attention to it, no matter what, he had already passed the stone man level.

Moreover, it is not surprising that the stone hall should trap Tian Lei Wei, Night Owl, Zhao Hetu, Ying Xian'er, and Xia Ze for a while, and the time may not be long, because he wants to fight quickly, not only to avoid someone competing with him for treasure, but also to clean up some people who should not exist after collecting the treasure.

Walking into the corridor, there is a sense of depression and suffocation.

The soles of the feet felt slippery due to the moss, and in addition to an old smell in the air, there was also an evil smell looming, which made people's backs chill, as if the temperature in the air had dropped a few degrees out of thin air.

"It seems...... Something isn't quite right. ”

Shang Luo stretched out his hand in mid-air, feeling the evil qi raging on the skin of his fingers, there was a faint sense of corrosion, which could make him feel a sense of corrosion, if it fell on an ordinary monk, it would be corroded and dissolved immediately.

Soon, passing through the corridor, a huge stone hall appeared in his sight.

The stone hall is very empty, in the center, hundreds of stone steps lead to a high platform, the stone steps are covered with various patterns, and on the open ground, two huge monsters are placed in front of the stone steps.

"Tomb Beast...... Yanagiyama clan. ”

Shang Luo, who had read a large number of historical documents, was not inferior to the historians of Gu Zhao when it came to literary and historical attainments, and recognized the two monsters at a glance.

Human face, horse body, antlers, dragon claws, fish tail.

This town tomb beast is also called Liushan clan, whether in the former Great Zhao Dynasty or today's ancient Zhao Dynasty, it is exclusively for the use of nobles, to ensure that everything is peaceful after the death of the tomb owner, ordinary people if they are not noble, once used, it is arrogance, it is to be beheaded.

Among them, the size regulations of the Liushan clan also have strict requirements, and the tomb beast in front of the Liushan clan is so huge, if you talk about it carefully, only the royal family is qualified to use it.

Walking up the stairs, the scene on the high platform slowly comes into view.

It was three huge coffins.

And the three coffins are also very different.

The leftmost one is the color of the Ming Emperor, beautifully carved, with three golden dragons hovering on it, which seems to be a certain royal family.

The reason for some strange regulations for unknown reasons, but all dynasties, costumes, coffins have at most three dragons tattooed, the former emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty is six dragons, and the nine dragons whose personality is still above the six dragons, according to a few records in a certain classic, seems to be exclusive to the emperor of the imperial dynasty.

Dynasties, dynasties, and dynasties have extremely strict hierarchies.

It's a pity that with the fall of the Great Zhao Dynasty, Zhao Di is self-contained, not only many ancient books that have been handed down have been lost, but also cut off from the outside world, Shang Luo has never heard the news of the Imperial Dynasty, but in a mythological biography "Nine Heavens Lingyun Lu" that Xingluo saw, he has read the records of the Great Summer Court and the Great Shang Heavenly Court, but the content on it is too mythical, coupled with the name similar to the previous life, which makes him always feel a sense of absurdity.

As for the coffin in the middle, it is made of an extremely special material, transparent and crystalline, like glass, and like beautiful jade, and the whole coffin seems to be an ice cracked porcelain, with dense cracks on it.

The coffin on the far right is not so weird, a whole piece of mutton fat white jade is carved, on the jade coffin, there are three gilt colored phoenixes flying, it seems to be a pair with the coffin on the far left, it can't be said to be a husband and wife.

"Zhige King Zhao Wuxing and his wife? No, except for Zhao Xiangxin, the ninety-four members of the Zhige Wangfu should have been killed by Zhao Hetu. ”

Thinking of this, Shang Luo felt strange again, which was also a suspicious point he had found when browsing Zhao Xiangxin's memories before.

Zhao Wuxing, the king of Zhige, seemed to die a little too easily.

The fat pigs raised by the farmer will wail and struggle when they are slaughtered, but the king of Zhige is calm as if it is not himself who is dead.

You must know that this is a madman who has destroyed more than 30 countries in his life, killed people and killed people, and was full of blood.

Zhao Hetu has the dual cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Realm and the Spirit Sea Realm, how can it be so simple for Zhao Wuxing, the king of Zhige, especially since he has also obtained the inheritance of the old man of the empty treasure, the old man of the empty treasure is the best at spatial means, and the inheritor of Zhao Wuxing has undoubtedly inherited his mantle, and those who are good at spatial means are often extremely capable of saving their lives.

In addition, with Zhao Wudaunt's southern expedition to the north, the more than 300,000 Zhige troops who had gone through countless bloody battles also disappeared, and one of the charges that Zhao Hetu gave him was to conceal the army, have bad intentions, and commit chaos.

"Could it be that the Zhige Wang and his wife who died in Handan are just fakes, but if so, why are they buried here? The dust accumulated in the stone hall has not been visited for at least a few years. ”

As soon as his mind moved, the sun and moon robe was draped on his body again, the gray mist dispersed, and the six ghosts appeared behind Shang Luo, exuding all kinds of strange and unpredictable aura, Mo Li held it in his hand, if there was really an ominous existence, in order to deal with the danger, even if the knife was broken, he had to do so.

Shang Luo retreated from the high platform, and three black horsemen suddenly appeared in the ghost mist, not riding horses, nor holding riding spears.

According to Shang Luo's thoughts, the three immediately went up the stone steps.

One person opened a coffin.

However, at this moment, the three coffins were still behind.

An evil blood bamboo was planted on the stone ground, eight feet high, and the magnificent bamboo leaves like blood jade shook without wind, making a wonderful sound of rustling, as if playing a funeral requiem in this tomb.