The ancient hall stands alone, blocking in the middle of the road, nine steps, forming the number of the supreme, majestic and mysterious, on the rusty bronze plaque of the ancient hall, there are two words engraved: Tibetan soldiers!

In front of the ancient hall, a nameless small red flower bloomed silently in the dark, swaying without wind, the flowers had no leaves, only silky filaments, forming a cold and lonely red flower.

Red lace, a skeleton leaned obliquely on the pillar in front of the ancient hall, I don't know how many years have passed, the skeleton has been a little gray, but it has not dispersed.

In the depths of the bones, there seems to be some kind of divine light.

However, at this time, no one paid attention to this skeleton, and no one paid attention to the nameless red flower, and everyone was attracted by the ancient hall.

In front of the ancient hall, it seems that you can vaguely hear the sound of a stream of water, which is mysterious, and I don't know where it came from.

The emperor's tomb, the hidden soldiers, is this the place where the Empress Loulan hid the soldiers back then?

An Emperor's Hidden Arsenal?

In someone's eyes, a terrifying greed burst out in an instant, and a throbbing that was difficult to hide, the Emperor's hidden soldiers, no matter which one they were, was definitely the most terrifying existence in the world, and it was something that every monk dreamed of!

In the cultivation world, a terrifying magic weapon can definitely make a monk challenge beyond the level, but the magic weapon is extremely rare and extremely precious, even a monk in the foundation building period cannot have one.

Even, many of the great powers of the Jindan period can only be exhausted before they can buy a treasure from the hands of many mysterious and distinguished refiners who can carve formation patterns on magic weapons.

The corpse-like existence and the mysterious woman had already ascended the nine steps and walked towards the ancient hall that stopped in front of the road.

Several monks of mysterious forces no longer endured, and directly quickened their pace, walking quickly towards the top of the nine steps, and the island country Fuso and his party, under the leadership of Prince Meiji, also walked quickly towards the front of the main hall.

Ye Luo followed in the group.

It's just that when passing by the ghost car, a silent, twilight, old voice suddenly sounded: "No one can see me, it's been 10,000 years, it's time, it's time to leave." ”

The voice came from the man who pulled the ghost chariot, the man whom no one could see, no one could hear, he was withered, thin, yellow, barefoot, barebacked, like a whisper of despair, like a silent goodbye.

"The ancient palace of Tibetan soldiers is adjacent to the water, the Nai He Bridge above the Yellow Spring, the Hall of Eternal Life, the emperor's coffin is lonely, and it is lonely." The man pulling the cart continued to whisper.

Ye Luo, with his left eye open and his right eye closed, stopped quietly.

Suddenly turned his head and looked directly at the person pulling the cart.

This person pulling the cart, can talk? Is he conscious?

"You, who are you?" Ye Luo was a little creepy, others couldn't see it, but his mutated left eye could see it clearly, and he really felt it!

The person pulling the cart, hearing Ye Luo's voice, his body seemed to stiffen slightly, he suddenly raised his head, his cloudy gaze, looked at Ye Luo, his dry body, seemed to tremble, and spoke: "Can you see me, can you hear me?" ”

Ye Luo's back was a little cold, and he felt a little uneasy about the person who was pulling the legendary ghost car to talk to him.

At this moment, Nangong Qingshu couldn't help but turn his head, and just saw that Ye Luo was facing the air in front of the ghost car, like a demon, and opened his mouth to speak, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"What is this traitor doing?" Nangong Qingshu has some resentment, he has offended many people because of a few words, although he was suppressed by Cangyun Lao Dao, but Nangong Qingshu knows very well that this matter must not be over, so many monks have died, and many people have counted the accounts on his head.

Scarface also saw it, was stunned for a moment, pulled the thief's eyebrows, and said with some creepy, "Look at that rookie traitor, paralyzed, it can't be evil, right?" ”

Even the people of the island country of Fusang, suddenly saw Ye Luo's appearance, and suddenly several ninjas stayed away from Ye Luo, the emperor's tomb was weird, Ye Luo stopped in front of the ghost car, as if he was enchanted, which made people a little worried.

If there is any more terrifying and strange changes, it will be a matter of death in the blink of an eye.

"You can really see me, why can you see me?" In the voice of the driver of the car, there was a trace of ancient, vicissitudes of trembling, as if the years were trembling.

His cloudy gaze looked at Ye Luo's eyes, his body shook violently, and suddenly, he stared at Ye Luo's left eye, at this moment, his cloudy eyes burst out with a law-like aura full of supreme divinity.

Ye Luo was taken aback, the power of devouring and the power of sacrifice in his body were surging at the same time, and he took a step back vigilantly.

Even, his hand touched the bead, and the shadow clone secret technique was ready to be cast.

"If there is a lack of avenues!" The car's body shook again, extremely shocking, a little crazy and unbelievable, and then, in his cloudy eyes, a kind of anti-heaven divine light flashed again.

He looked at Ye Luo's body again, his tone became more and more shocked, and he muttered to himself, "Astral body, Heavenly Book Devouring Scroll, Devouring Power, Sacrificial Power, Shadow Clone Secret Technique!" ”

This person pulling the cart didn't know what kind of existence it was, even the supreme power whose realm exceeded the Jindan stage couldn't detect the abnormality in Ye Luo's body, he could actually see through it at a glance.

Then, his gaze looked directly at the beads on Ye Luo's neck, this time, he didn't seem to understand, he frowned, and then shook his head silently.

Ye Luo became more and more creepy, what kind of existence is this?

He actually saw through the secrets on his body at a glance!

"You don't have to panic, I'm going to die, maybe, I'm going to die soon, what's more, no one will be able to see me, it's been 10,000 years, I've pulled the ghost car for 10,000 years, it's time to end." The man pulling the cart, after a long time of extreme shock, returned to calm, and his tone was lonely and twilight.

"Who are you?" Ye Luo spoke cautiously.

"I, heh, you call me the cart puller, it's been 10,000 years, perhaps, no one can remember my name anymore." The cart puller shook his head, and then, he glanced back at the ghost car, and then at the corpse-like existence that walked towards the ancient hall of Tibetan soldiers, as well as the mysterious woman, and said: "Qu Zi, Yuan Tiangang, Cai Lun, and her, why are you so persistent." ”

Ye Luo listened to these names, his body shook violently, his eyes shrank fiercely, he suddenly remembered the scene he saw by the Yellow Spring before, and vaguely, he guessed something.

(End of chapter)