Just when Lu Ming and the others found a tomb with some doorways, the Cardusian bishop outside frowned and felt that something was wrong.

During the study of the tomb gates, Carthus also lived underground in case anything went wrong.

It's just that today, after he inquired about the progress of the gate research on a daily basis, he felt that the neighborhood was too quiet.

In the past, the priests quietly smashed against the walls, so as not to disturb people, but today Carthus felt that the neighborhood suddenly became very quiet, and there was no sound at all.

At first, he didn't care, but after a long time, a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart, and he knew that something was wrong there, and immediately walked out of the small space where he was staying.

Soon, he saw a few church robes scattered on the ground at the entrance of the tomb.

In front, the originally closed tomb gate was so wide open, and not far away, you could see piles of white bones buried inside.

A pungent smell of blood entered Carthus's nose, causing the old man to shudder.

Obviously, the strange scene in front of him made him, the archbishop who had lived for one or two hundred years, tremble a little.

What the hell is going on? What's going on here?

Could it be that they accidentally opened the tomb and alarmed something inside?

The archbishop's mind was racing.

No wonder he thought so, first of all, he didn't think that anyone would be able to walk in quietly, so he subconsciously thought that it was the monster in the tomb that killed the priest.

Secondly, he didn't think that anyone else in modern times could kill his subordinates in such a strange way, as for the monsters of the ancient era, it was possible.

"In this tomb...... What the hell is ......?"

The Archbishop of Carthusian stretched out his hand and pulled his church robe tight, his brow furrowed, and his voice was low to himself.

After a while, he resolutely gritted his teeth and stepped into the door of this tomb.

"No matter what is in here, I have no way out, the matter here is known to the black-robed man, and he will not let me go."

"In that case, I might as well go in and give it a go!"

When Carter also entered this tomb, Lu Ming's face was stunned for a moment, as if he felt something.

And the saintess naturally didn't know this, she was still immersed in Lu Ming's explanation of this door, and then, Hill blinked and asked him:

"So can the Brave open this door?"

Hill felt that since Lu Ming could see the way to this door, it would be no problem to open it.

After all, along the way, the brave man gives himself the feeling that he is omniscient and omnipotent.

"Actually, it's not that difficult."

Lu Ming nodded, and didn't care about Carter, when he caught up, he would have already scavenged this tomb.

Then he pressed his palm against the door, and suddenly, the dark door rubbed against the ground, making a 'click' sound, and the left and right sides gradually revealed the passage to enter.

In the face of such a heavy gate, there was also a slight crack in the ground, but fortunately, the floor material of this tomb was not ordinary, so there was no danger of collapse.

"The Brave is not only highly skilled in magic, but also very powerful."

The saint sighed.

Lu Ming glanced back at her, and saw that her expression was as usual, and she didn't seem to doubt herself, but she simply sighed, and didn't explain anything.

"However, this burial chamber is a little empty."

After entering this tomb with Lu Ming, the saint's impression of this place was very great.

It's two or three times the size of the previous tomb, not to mention burying people, it's enough for a party.

Then she felt that it was so empty, and there was nothing but a silver coffin on the central platform of the burial chamber.

And, of course, some bizarre pictures painted on the walls.

"In this coffin, there are probably the descendants of the owner of the tomb, looking at the murals, it seems that this person here is still the most beloved descendant of the owner of the tomb."

Lu Ming looked at the pictures drawn above his head, and the people in the paintings were from babies to young people, and then to death, which was very comprehensive.

Generally speaking, the frescoes of the tomb are not something completely useless, it will record the life of the owner here.

"The brave man is so skilled."

Seeing that Lu Ming went to look at the picture on the wall as soon as he came in to collect information, the saint Maiden also immediately walked up and watched with him.

The first few pictures of this picture are okay, probably telling the story of a young pure-blooded demon clan, how he inherited his father's legacy, joined the demon king army, and fought bravely on the battlefield.

Just halfway through it, Lu Ming suddenly hesitated:

"Huh? It's ......"

He felt like he saw a familiar figure.

"What's wrong?"

When the saint on the side saw the brave man's reaction, of course she asked him strangely.

It's just that she didn't expect Lu Ming to shake her head, say an illusion, and continue to look at it, which made her very puzzled, so she had to continue to observe these paintings.

As for Lu Ming, he was relieved after seeing that the Holy Maiden had suppressed his curiosity well, he couldn't tell the other party that he had seen an acquaintance from 5,000 years ago, right?

In this way, it is not necessary to frighten the saint.

Of course, the acquaintance he refers to is not the kind of acquaintance that has a good relationship between the two parties, but that he simply knows each other and has seen each other many times.

It's not the young pure-blooded demon, but a supporting character on this flower roll - the Demon King.

The little man who belongs to the demon king in the painting, although the painting is very abstract, but his features are well preserved.

With only one eye and a cross scar on his lower abdomen, these are presumably indelible wounds left by this demon king in the course of the war.

In order to record the glory of this demon king, the painters recorded all his characteristics, and it can be said that the paintings are more exquisite than the tomb owner.

After all, it was their Demon King, and these Demon Clan's painters didn't dare not do it.

These two wounds reminded Lu Ming of a demon king he had once seen.

It was the one before Lu Ming took office, a demon king who had been in office for a very short time.

I remember that at that time, he only had two turns, and a new king was born among the demons, reintegrating the entire demon clan, and going to the battlefield of the battle with the alliance of the three clans.

It's a pity that later, the demon king didn't last a few years and was cut off by the brave.

After another decade or two, the brave man gradually disappeared from people's sight, and after the birth of a new brave man, Lu Ming gradually emerged and became a new generation of demon kings.

It can be said that he did not have any intersection with the old king, and when the other party was in the limelight, Lu Ming did not join his demon king army, but kept cultivating.

After all, in ancient times, wars were frequent, and it was easy to lose your life if you walked around at will, and at that time, Lu Ming spent almost all of his time in cultivation.

Even so, for a high-ranking demon king, even if he hadn't seen it, he had heard rumors about him, so Lu Ming could quickly recognize him at this moment.