Chapter 800 - Save the joke
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Ye Qingluo retracted his gaze and his eyes fell on the stone wall: "This tunnel, you can choose between the left and right, the front and back, even if this side cannot lead to the bottom of the tomb, the big deal is to turn back and choose the other side to continue walking." ”
Her tone was breezy and light.
The mercenaries of the God Killing Regiment felt particularly harsh.
What is the big deal is to turn back?
This kind of gloomy place, all the way through, is already a very powerful test for their souls!
Coming and going is simply a waste of time.
For the dissatisfaction of the God Killing Group, Ye Qingluo turned a deaf ear.
Her attention was entirely on the stone wall.
Above the surrounding rock walls, there are green vines and moss, but the stone walls are ...... Although it looks gray and inconspicuous, it is partial, and there is not the slightest vine or moss on the stone wall.
After staring at it for a long time, Ye Qingluo raised his hand, and the red feather fan held by his fingertips gently touched the stone wall.
After a slight touch, Xu was unpopular all year round, and was eroded by corpse gas, and the rubble attached to the stone wall rolled down piece by piece.
Ye Qing took a few steps back, and when the gravel had almost fallen, he condensed his Xuan Qi and rolled up a whirlwind, sweeping away all the rubble above the stone wall.
After the gravel is scattered, the gray stone wall is very clear to everyone's eyes.
The stone wall glowed with a lifeless black-red, which was extremely eerie.
What's even more heart-wrenching is the totem outlined above the stone wall -
It was a man, a man with a spear in hand and in battle armor.
Obviously he should be a hero of the world, with a heroic momentum.
Partial, the totem seems to be covered with blood, and it looks very eerie and terrifying.
"This is the God of War Mausoleum King?"
Ye Qingluo narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the totem.
On the stone wall of the tomb of the King of Tomb, a humanoid totem can be carved, and there should be no one else except the King of the Tomb.
Nangong Feiran had already led the Zi Qianqian people, crossed the world group, and walked to Ye Qingluo's side.
After seeing the totem on the stone wall, Nangong Lin screamed "ah" and threw herself into Nangong Feiran's arms.
Zi Qianqian and Ye Fengru's expressions were slightly solemn, and several people glanced at each other: "Could it be ...... The main tomb of the king of the tomb is behind the stone wall? ”
"Impossible." Ye Qingluo didn't hesitate to interrupt their speculation.
Zi Qianqianliu's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her beautiful face was full of displeasure: "Deputy head of the World League, will you be too conceited." ”
Their dignified gold medal mercenary group has repeatedly let a bronze mercenary group carry the rhythm?
From the very beginning, it was the night that dominated everything.
This feeling made them feel very uncomfortable.
"According to the description of the tomb of the King of Tomb, in front of the tomb of the King of Tomb is the formation of guarding the corpse king."
Ye Qingluo lifted his eyelids lightly, "If the deputy head of the God Killing Regiment didn't investigate the information of the mission well before the mission, it would be better to take advantage of the time to take a good look at the information of the tomb of the Tomb King, so as not to make jokes." ”
Zi Qianqian's face suddenly turned red.
And Ye Qingluo's words made the hearts of the other mercenaries skip a beat.
These teenagers had investigated the information of the tomb of King Ling in advance......
In other words, they all know how dangerous the tomb of the Mausoleum King is!
They can't even match the guts of some young mercenaries?
The self-esteem of these gold medal mercenaries has been hit hard.
Unconsciously, they all puffed up their chests, and no one wanted to admit that they were not as good as a bronze mercenary.
Ye Qingluo's eyes flashed suddenly, and he raised his hand and touched the totem on the stone wall.
Her fingertips had just been covered with the spear of the Tomb King Totem, and she was stopped by Nangong Feiran angrily: "Don't touch it!" Everywhere here, there may be hidden formations or traps! ”