The underground palace is as vast as the sea, criss-crossing and extending in all directions.

Lin Yang stood at the crossroads, and in the three passages behind him and behind him, there were countless monsters rushing over, but there was a dark and narrow passage in front of him, which was as silent as ever. In the face of so many monsters, even the pile could kill Lin Yang, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to rush straight into the passage in front of him.

After running out of the city for thousands of meters, the front suddenly opened up, Lin Yang's heart was shocked, and he quickly put on a defensive posture, and he came to the central stone room, that is, the forbidden place with scarlet crosses drawn on the map.

After seeing the situation in the stone room clearly, Lin Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The stone chamber is very large, the whole is circular, not so much a secret room, but rather a large square, even the radius is thousands of kilometers wide. Around the wall, at intervals, there is a passage to the outside world. At first glance, there are at least hundreds of passages connected to this stone chamber!

"Squeak!"

"Chirp!"

"Roar!"

Behind him, the centaurs composed of giant rats, giant bats, and skeleton armies stayed outside the passage one after another, just kept roaring, and no longer dared to take half a step forward, it seemed that they were quite afraid of this place, which was a good result for Lin Yang.

The entire stone chamber was empty, there was no debris, even the ground was smooth as a mirror, and there was not a trace of dust scattered, presumably there was some kind of mysterious force guarding this place. In the center of the stone room, there was a rectangular gray sarcophagus with a closed lid and some inscriptions engraved on it, Lin Yang walked closer, but frowned.

"Ancient Elf, I don't understand."

Then he looked up, and saw a staff floating in the air directly above the sarcophagus.

The staff is made of special material, the whole body is dark, as if it has just been fished out of the fire, simple and ordinary, there is no trace of fluctuation, the breath is all restrained, and there is no energy crystal inlay such as magic stones at the tip.

"This staff is definitely not simple." The more Lin Yang looked at it, the more surprised he became, if it was an ordinary staff, it would definitely not have the ability to float in mid-air for tens of thousands of years, and more importantly, the aura it exuded was too ordinary, it was simply too ordinary!

"The person lying in this sarcophagus should be the owner of the staff......" As he spoke, Lin Yang stretched out his hands and prepared to push open the lid of the coffin.

However, it can't be pushed away!

At this moment, Lin Yang's level is around level 180, and he can definitely lift a thousand catties of boulders with all his strength, and the coffin lid is less than a few inches thick, but it doesn't move at all, and not even a trace of dust is shaken!

He gritted his teeth and tried his best, and the result was still the same!

"Damn, a sword slashed you!" A bull's nose rushed up, Lin Yang didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, took out the Bright Divine Sword, and the sword body exuded ten thousand divine rays, and it slashed down!

"Dang!"

There was a huge buzz, and Lin Yang's eardrums hurt, and the divine sword was rebounded back, but only a white mark was left on the coffin lid, but the tiger's mouth on both hands was completely torn, and the blood did not stop!

And outside the passage in the distance, those monsters seemed to be frightened when they saw this scene, and they ran away in an instant.

"My God, this is a sub-artifact, even the King of Stones, the King of Stones, can be chopped as easily as cutting tofu, what material is this sarcophagus made of? Who the hell is lying inside? Lin Yang felt a chill in his heart, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear, the person who can lie in this kind of coffin is probably not an idle person, if he really splits the sword just now, maybe he will release a peerless undead!

Then, Lin Yang shifted his attention to the staff in the void.

He climbed onto the sarcophagus, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out his palm just enough to touch the end of the staff.

The fingers got closer and closer to the staff, and at this moment, the staff automatically floated a few points towards the staff as if it had a spiritual nature! Lin Yang was speechless for a while, his feet were forced, he jumped up suddenly, and grabbed the staff!

"Bang!"

A huge repulsion force shook Lin Yang directly out of the air, slashing a distance of thousands of meters in mid-air, and slamming into the wall! And the entire wall was also deeply dented, and the cracks centered on him spread radioactively, up to ten meters long!

Even though he was possessed by the Bright Divine Armor, Lin Yang was still shocked, his chest turned over the river and the sea, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and the blood bar on his head dropped half in an instant.

"I'll go, what kind of broken staff is this, why is it so ...... against the sky" Even a counter-shock force can reach such a terrifying level, Lin Yang couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. But deep down he was even more excited, no matter what method he used, he definitely had to get this staff!

Coming down from the wall, Lin Yang shook his head that was a little dizzy, and at this time, the bare walls of the entire stone room suddenly changed.

The murals slowly emerge on the walls, lifelike and beautiful.

"It's ......"

The first mural that caught Lin Yang's eyes depicted a majestic scene, this was a war, broke out in an extremely desolate land, the two sides of the war were countless elves and zerg armies, the scene was extremely chaotic, blood flowed like a river, and there was a sea of corpses and bones.

Walking forward, Lin Yang watched intently, and the mural slowly changed.

I don't know how long the road lasted, this war finally ended, the two sides can be said to have lost both, but it was the elves who won the most victorious victory. A certain majestic figure, standing on the mountain of corpses of the Zerg army, standing tall, looking at the world, holding his head high, heroic.

Next, the mural turned into an army of hundreds of thousands of elves, and the majestic figure led the army across the Grand Canyon.

Further on, the mural has changed again, and it seems that under the leadership of the great figure, the elven army has entered the territory of the Zerg, and has driven straight in, like a bamboo. I don't know how long the road has been fighting, the land has been full of mourning, full of devastation, the Zerg army retreated all the way to the frontier, and can no longer attack, the elven army took command and returned.

This battle shook the past and the present, and the majestic figure made the world worship and respect.

Soon, the mural changed again, this is a vast prairie, a huge pit with a radius of 10,000 meters has been dug out of the ground, countless prisoners with handcuffs and shackles, lined up in several long lines, have been thrown into this bottomless pit, screams one after another, heaven and earth change color.

In the past, the mural has changed again, it is still the majestic figure, gathering 100,000 troops in the elf imperial capital, all the way deep into the ground, killing into the royal palace, countless monsters and monsters were killed, and there are constantly elf warriors, who will stay in the depths of the underground palace forever.

In the end, a large number of monsters still had the advantage, and none of the elves of the 100,000 people escaped, and the number became smaller and smaller, and they were gradually defeated and besieged in the underground palace. Then, some powerful monsters hidden in the darkness couldn't help but make a move, and fought with that majestic figure countless times, winning and losing half, and they were injured one after another.

The elven army retreated all the way to this central stone room, waiting for them was a peerless demon, that majestic figure, and the peerless demon had an earth-shattering battle, and then both fell. The grief-stricken warriors built a mausoleum for him, painted his life deeds on the walls, and suppressed the entire underground palace with his personal staff, so as not to cause an even greater demonic riot.

Time passed little by little, hunger, fear, civil strife, and even cannibalism, tragedy after tragedy occurred here, and the few remaining warriors finally made a decision, one after another, exiting the central stone chamber, killing to the deepest part of the underground palace, and never returned......

The circle of murals on the wall is over, and it is back to the place where Lin Yang knocked out a depression.

"Thomas the Great...... At this moment, the only thing Lin Yang could think of was this name.

He turned his head to look at the sarcophagus in the middle of the stone chamber, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

"I didn't expect that the final destination of a generation of elven emperors was actually here......" Lin Yang couldn't help but be gloomy, but he was also very glad that if it weren't for the fact that Thomas the Great had led people to sweep the dungeon, I am afraid that there would be more demons and monsters in the dungeon at the beginning, and it would be more terrifying, then he would really be nine deaths.

"No, the mural isn't over yet!" Lin Yang stared straight ahead, that was the place where the wall was knocked out of the dent by him, because it was full of cracks like a mirror shattered by a punch, so it seemed to be incomplete, but in fact, there was still a mural!

After contemplating it carefully, Lin Yang finally pieced together a mural between the broken cracks, which depicted a desolate and dead mountain, and Thomas the Great, holding a magic staff, walked to the top of the mountain!

"Lonely Mountain!" Lin Yang recognized this mountain for the first time, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's actually a lonely mountain!" Thomas the Great once went to the Lonely Mountain! What is he doing in Lonely Mountain? What does the elven dragon on the top of the mountain have to do with Thomas the Great? ”

One mystery after another, Lin Yang was confused, he shook his head with a little headache, and returned to the sarcophagus.

"The Emperor's Former Weapon ......"

Raising his head, Lin Yang looked at the staff in the void, now he knew very well in his heart that once this staff was moved, then the suppression of the dungeon would disappear, and at that time, countless monsters hidden in the deepest part of the dungeon would probably riot again, and maybe the entire imperial capital would set off a bloody storm. And if you don't use the staff, it seems too much of a pity.

"Forget it, just move, the big guys above, don't you want to judge me? Then I'll give you a big surprise! ”

With that, Lin Yang took out a golden viscous liquid the size of a human head and a paste from the package.

Bright divine power, this is something that Lin Yang has not used so far, and it is also the most precious thing in his body. Exactly, it's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he can't. Anything that is stripped from the gods is a priceless treasure, and the energy contained in it is like a mountain and a sea, and if it is used indiscriminately, it will only destroy the gods. At this moment, with Lin Yang's level, even if he couldn't absorb even a drop of divine blood, even if he was as strong as fire and absorbed a drop of divine blood, he would be dizzy for most of the day, let alone the light divine power.

The mind turned, and the light divine power slowly changed shape, and finally turned into the shape of a golden glove, Lin Yang stretched out his right hand, and the glove was automatically put on.

Immediately, Lin Yang exerted force on the soles of his feet, jumped high, stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the staff tightly, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his glove, and he suddenly used force to tear it off from the void!

At the same time, the entire dungeon, the seventh floor of the dungeon, and even the elven royal court and imperial capital on the ground were violently shaken, and the ground shook like an earthquake!

On the street, pedestrians fled in panic, and showed an incredible look, this is a plain, how can there be an earthquake?

For a time, the imperial capital was in chaos!