After Qiao Er saw this battle clearly, he took out a long sword from behind him, this sword was passed on to him by his master Lin Guizang, and it was refined by the dark iron outside the sky, and it was obtained by refining evil spirits and blessings for a hundred days. Taken from the meaning of chasing righteousness all his life.

Qiao Er said lightly: "Iron Hammer, little junior sister, this array is an eternal killing game, and it is extremely dangerous, and only by completely killing the owner of this tomb can there be a glimmer of life."

Xiao Feiying saw that Qiao Erzi took out "Chasing the Sun" and already knew what he was going to do, but he just said lightly: "Second brother, be careful" is only a thousand words. Iron Hammer also said with a firm face: "No problem, second brother, Iron Hammer will accompany you"

"No," Qiao Er snorted firmly, "You want to stay here to protect the little junior sister, this should be a realm of consciousness, and the woman wearing a mask on the high platform should be the owner of this illusion, only if I rush over and put enough pressure on her, your crisis can be alleviated."

"Second brother, I can't let you say that, you must not let you go alone, the hammer will accompany you" Hammer looked firm.

"Listen to me about the iron hammer, if I really have an accident, you have to find a way to take the little junior sister out" Before the words fell, Qiao Er had already dodged out of the gun formation, he held the Xuantie Sword in his right hand, and his body rushed towards the direction of the high platform at a very fast speed, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground, sparks splashed everywhere, and Qiao Er also shouted in a low voice in his mouth, running towards the high platform with all his might.

The woman with a bronze fox mask on the high platform was already angry, wanting to kill Qiao Er and the others and then quickly, seeing that Qiao Er did not want to kill the general sword and rushed to kill, she was even more angry, and with a wave of the big sleeves of the golden robe, a number of weapons appeared out of thin air in front of Qiao Er's killing, the weapon style was simple, all of them were weapons used by the soldiers of the Shang Dynasty, although it was like this, but it was also a sword, gun, sword, and halberd, and all kinds of weapons were flying across the air at the same time, and they all killed Qiao Er and his two sons who were rushing towards the high platform, Qiao Er looked back and glanced at the hammer and the little flying warbler, Sure enough, as Qiao Er and the two sons thought, because he was attacking the main body with all his might, his consciousness could only take care of one or the other, and the pressure on the side of the hammer little flying warbler really decreased sharply.

Although Qiao Er was relieved after reading it, he was really sad on his side, the weapons that appeared out of thin air were all coming for his own vital point, and any of them were fatal, but he only saw Qiao Er running all the way, or dodging, or jumping away, or raising his sword to block, his body was elegant and smart, and even if the weapons that appeared out of thin air were endless, it was difficult to touch Qiao Er's body, and he could always dodge in the slightest.

This is in the eyes of others, but Qiao Er himself knows that he is bitter in his heart, almost every killing move he just dodges it, it is very thrilling, and if he is slightly distracted, he can only end up with ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Qiao Er's two sons are extremely fast, moving like a rabbit, dodging the blade of several Bingbing flying out of thin air, the Xuantie Sword threw all his strength to the school wall, and saw the Xuantie Sword Canglang straight into the two-meter-high wall, the high platform is five meters high, Qiao Er flew on the Xuantie Sword, and with the elasticity of the hilt of the sword, he flew on the high platform and stood steadily, throwing out a long whip in the air, directly entangled the hilt of the Xuantie Sword, Qiao Er's waist and horse pulled loudly and loudly, and flicked it, the Xuantie Sword did not return to Qiao's second-hand, Instead, he directly hit the tomb owner with the fox mask in the air, with a tricky angle and a long attack distance, which made people unguardable, which was also a killing move that Qiao Erzi had already thought of when he rushed over.

The fox mask man also sighed, he didn't seem to expect that he just wanted to wave his hand and call out a weapon out of thin air to block, suddenly the wind and clouds on the high platform changed color, and in an instant, the space between Qiao Erzi and the fox mask woman began to fluctuate violently, and the iron sword actually tore the space, coming out of thin air, this sudden change not only made Qiao Erzi and the two sons shocked, but also made the fox-faced woman frown, this was her own fantasy space, and this sudden person was able to split this space enchantment.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gold and iron, and the Xuantie Sword that Qiao Er threw out with his whip was solidly blocked by this iron sword, Qiao Er hurriedly pulled back the Xuantie Sword, his eyes were solemn, and he stared at the mountain-like general in front of him.

"Guardian General, Evil Comes"

The woman in the bronze fox mask was even more surprised: "Evil, are you evil?" At this time, the woman under the fox mask was even more surprised, why is Zishou's personal general buried with me in this tomb?

And here Qiao Er's two sons have been entangled with the general Evil, this evil is also a famous murderer, murderous lord, the existence of force value, if it is not in the flesh to death, and in the tomb for thousands of years, this corpse has long been inflexible, stiff and tired, otherwise with Qiao Er's son's martial arts, it will not be the result of being killed on the spot if it is not a round.

It can be seen that now, it seems that Qiao Er is still faintly occupying the peak. But it really has no practical effect, this Xuantie sword breaks through a hundred ghosts, but this knot hits this evil body, but it has no effect, Qiao Er's heart is becoming more and more anxious, his own body is mortal, and his physical strength has gradually exhausted, but this evil is a corpse, but there is no bad physical strength.

A few grappling, Qiao Er pulled out, his eyes kept rolling, he had to hurry up and come up with a way, it would definitely not work if it went on like this, Qiao Er subconsciously touched the nail finger of the corpse moving mountain armor on his neck, and suddenly remembered that the token given by the eldest brother Liu Panxing was to lift the Xuantie Sword and flash up, although the general Evil Lai is strong in martial arts, he does not need to rest, but the Evil Lai body joints are stiff, especially the legs, Qiao Er and the two sons also discovered this weakness of his, and attacked the evil to the next plate in a few rounds, and finally one is not very good, Evil came to the ground by Qiao Er's legs in an instant, and hit the ground a few times.

said a lot, but the two fought almost instantly, in a few breaths, the evil came to the bronze fox mask woman, a bamboo slip fell in front of the fox mask woman's feet, the woman slowly bowed down and picked up the bamboo slip, gently opened.

There are two lines of scribbled small characters written on the bamboo slips, which write down Zishou's guilt and helplessness towards Daji: the admiration of cold ice, and its jade. Bo Yan lives and dies, and his soul dreams are long.

"This, this is the handwriting of the son, and the evil comes, and the son receives the man? Didn't she bury her in the grave? Suddenly, there was a crack in the bronze fox mask on the woman's face, and the woman's body seemed to tremble as she spoke, and in an instant, the fox mask appeared to several cracks, and the bronze mask was split into seven or eight pieces, crackling and falling to the ground, and in an instant, everyone present saw the true face of the woman in the tomb.

This woman's appearance is difficult to understand by the sinking fish and the wild goose and the moon and the shy flower, the so-called skin is like condensation, ice muscle and jade bones, lips are like cherry blossoms, eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the gods are like autumn water. At this time, this woman is holding a bamboo slip in her hand, her face is cold, and a tear is under the corner of her eyes, which is even more pitiful, and people can't help but feel pity in their hearts.

At this time, Qiao Erzi was even more convinced of his previous guess, this woman must be Na Daji, yes, yes, and only she could be buried in the tomb of King Shang.

At the moment when Daji finished reading the words on the bamboo slips, suddenly, Daji seemed to see some afterimages, and the scene of the dying king appeared in her eyes: the king was in the sea of fire, wrote the bamboo slips with his last strength, and handed them over to the evil and said: "The evil general, brave and good at fighting, has the courage of a hundred invincibles, followed me for decades, fought in the south and the north, and now the great cause of abolition of slavery has not been completed, and I will die here,"

The evil came almost crying bitterly, "King, come with me, I will take you out in the end"

Di Xin just shook his head silently: "Don't go, don't go, I am business, business is me, business is me, business is in me, business is not in me, there is no need to be there"

The "king" knelt on the ground, tears almost filling his face.

"Evil, there is one last thing, you need to complete it for this king, this king's lover Daji is in my tomb, she is the love of this king's life, I need you to become a tomb keeper, protect Daji for thousands of years, remember, go quickly"

Evil came not to delay, with tears on his face to leave, just after the evil came out of the city, he found that the royal city had already been on fire, difficult to extinguish, and the king was buried in the fire.

After Daji knew the truth in the evil obsession, tears rained down, it turned out that Daji did not see the king after becoming a spirit, only when the king of the dragon was victorious, looking for a new love, she had already forgotten herself, now she knew everything, she thought that the lord of the world, the king of all victories, would not fail, the ideal in his heart has not been completed, the great cause of abolition has not yet come to fruition, he will not die like this, and now she knows that the king of the world sacrificed himself and fulfilled her.

Everyone also saw the remnants of evil obsession like Daji, is such a person with deep affection and righteousness really the mediocre and cruel Shang King in history? And the woman in front of her with cherry blossoms, eyebrows like ink paintings, and a god like autumn water is really the demon concubine Daji who brought disaster to the country and the people?