The tacit guess of the three of them suddenly changed the atmosphere of the entire space.

Everyone who was still a novelty just now became stern in the blink of an eye, Zhang Meng, Ye Jiu, Lady Na, and even Xiao Lou's eyes were full of all kinds of vigilance and worry.

No one would have built a mausoleum so big for no reason.

The sky city that I have been to before, the Exquisite Ancient City, it is the power of faith that Chiyou and the Exquisite Queen used to make thousands of people under their rule go forward and succeed, so that this kind of world wonder was formed, and that kind of fanatical worship is incomprehensible to normal people. Coupled with all kinds of high-tech technologies that span the ages, these two earth-shattering tombs have survived for thousands of years.

After all, it is a miracle in the history of human architecture, and it cannot be deduced by common sense.

But since the Common Era, this kind of earth-shattering structure has not been seen again.

Regardless of the regression of human technology or the reason, since the Common Era, we have never seen anyone who would spend so much manpower and material resources to build a cemetery for the dead to rest. Moreover, this is a miniature palace that has been completely completed, even the Old Summer Palace of the Empress Dowager Cixi cannot be compared with the palace in front of her.

The historical value of this type of palace is naturally unparalleled.

But in the eyes of Zhang Meng and Lady, this great value is not only reflected in its brilliance, but also in the motives of the owner of the tomb.

In fact, this kind of conjecture was felt by Zhang Meng in Genghis Khan's golden tomb group.

Coupled with the mirror in the tomb of King Liu of Guangchuan before, the mask in the tomb of Chiyou, the gate of the abyss of the Exquisite Queen, and the ice corpse of Kunlun Mountain, this kind of strange means of rebirth confirmed Zhang Meng's conjecture even more.

Those things that seem ridiculous to ordinary people and cannot be realized at all are the only pursuit in this life in the eyes of these tomb owners!

Without too many words, several people were clear in their hearts, this tomb owner must have been in contact with the secret of immortality, so he left such a shocking tomb. It's just that everyone still doesn't know, who is the owner of the tomb? Is it Ning Wang Zhu Quan? And what exactly is this fourth means of immortality?

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Meng is looking for his father Zhang Shaoye.

But as things progressed, Zhang Shaoye's suspicions became more and more, he was like a shadow, flashing around everyone all the time, and every time he appeared, it was related to the mystery of immortality.

Everyone even began to suspect that Zhang Shaoye just faked his death and then ......

As for the possibilities that will appear next, everyone has not formally discussed this issue because of Zhang Meng's psychological tolerance.

However, after walking out of Genghis Khan's secret burial, everyone also understood that a seemingly unrelated thing actually originated from the strange word 'immortality'. So, gradually, everyone's focus began to turn to the mystery of immortality.

Looking at the underground imperial mausoleum in front of them, which was deliberately built according to the Nanjing Forbidden City, everyone vaguely felt that there was a deep and big secret hidden here, and of course, because of the previous experience, everyone also smelled a strong sense of crisis.

Think about it, even terrifying things such as wet girls and human skin and bloody clothes have appeared on the way here, so how terrible are the monsters guarding the core of the tomb!

The joy that had just been brought out by the fat man also calmed down with the unexpected discovery in front of him.

The cold faces of the four people seemed to have infected the fat man, and even the fat man was less noisy along the way, carefully observing every abnormality around him.

Everyone walked through the steps in front of the Forbidden City and went directly to the Imperial Palace. Although I walked into the Forbidden City, I did not enter the main hall directly, and there was still some distance between the gate of the Forbidden City and the main hall. By inertia, everyone thinks that this is just an imitation of an underground mausoleum, and will not leave a section of the road that has no traces in reality. However, in fact, the underground imperial mausoleum in front of me not only has the Forbidden City Gate, but also has built exactly the same environment according to the scale in reality, just like the Sijiu City. In fact, the amazing is far more than that, especially when the fat man crossed the threshold of the Forbidden City, the whole person's eyes widened.

On both sides of the high and low steps in front of you, there are two rows of golden figures with glittering gold.

With his head held high, he held Changge in his hand, and the armor on his body was layered like fish scales.

These statues are like the guards of this underground underworld, tall, strong, and heroic!

And like the previous discoveries, these statues are also proportional to the Forbidden City, and they are also made of ten percent gold, which makes the fat man envious and resentful.

Everyone knows the fat man's resentment, although the full gold is very extravagant, but the weight is not something that an ordinary person can take, not to mention that this is still an undersea tomb.

The fat man could only be greedy at the moment, and scolded at these lifelike golden figures: "What are you staring at!" Be careful, fat man, I'll smash you. ”

Seeing the fat man complaining about a group of golden figures, everyone couldn't help but smile and secretly said, in this depressing atmosphere and environment, if there is no fat man, I am afraid that I will really be out of breath.

"I said fatty, don't fight with these dead things, hurry up and find the rest of the coffin!" Zhang Meng said.

"Dead thing?" The fat man grinned, and the drunkard glanced at the golden statue next to him who seemed to be looking at him infinitely murderous, and said, "Are there fewer monsters that we have encountered from the dead and resurrected?" If you really treat it as a dead thing, I'm afraid we're not far from death. ”

"Phew! Crow's beak. Although Zhang Meng was gagging with the fat man, in his heart, as the fat man said, he did not ignore these static golden portraits. After such an incredible thing has happened many times, it has put a few vigilant shackles on everyone's heart.

"Fat man, I remember, your mouth is better than the fat man, I am a crow!" Although he was unrelenting, the fat man did not dare to forget to find the remaining bronze coffin. After all, no one knows what tricks the tomb owner is playing. R1148