Ahead is a quiet path, and the arched hole leads to a gate. The gate obscured everything behind it, and the bronze gate was carved with some special patterns.

In the middle is a dragon head, and along the dragon head is the dragon body, dragon claws. The beard of the dragon's head is slightly warped, and the sound and color reflect the direction of the dragon in the sky.

It was as if the door had been opened, but it was hidden here, and it could be pushed open with a little effort.

Ye Lang tried his best to push open the door, and a long-dusted appearance was revealed. Inside is a long, narrow secluded tunnel.

Meandering away, black enveloping the entire tunnel. At both ends of the tunnel, several lanterns were lit, and the faint light once again showed the majesty of this ancient tomb.

The surrounding walls are intact and there are frescoes that can only be interpreted by professionals. The outlined lines are slightly rough, and Ye Lang really doesn't dare to compliment this painting technique.

"Why is this trail so dark?" Ye Lang snorted, and then touched the wall and continued to move forward.

Further on, it was a little empty, but it was still black, and I don't know where a smell wafted out.

The faint fragrance was filled with a special substance, and just like that, Ye Lang fainted on the ground. To be precise, he was trapped in a hallucination.

"Ancient Times, Nameless Small Country"

"Your Majesty, I implore Your Majesty to retract what you said and did just now, this is a great disrespect to the old minister!" A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties is wearing an official uniform, and he is clearly a pearlescent and jade, either rich or noble.

"What? Can't help it so soon? In the main hall, a young man in his twenties was wearing an imperial robe and sitting on a dragon chair.

"The minister just felt unconvinced, and the sorcerer knew at a glance that he was a scheming and abducting grass people!" The middle-aged man sat down next to him in a fit of rage on the chair prepared for the envoys of other countries.

"Even ~ Brother Huang wants to get the power of the army, I will give it to you; If the royal brother wants to prosper, I will give it to you. However, you dare to be strong even with my woman! The Spellcaster's matter is not negotiable. The young man on the dragon chair had a gloomy smile, but his muscles were bruised, and his sharp gaze made the middle-aged man uncomfortable.

"Brother Huang, this is a bad word~ Brother is just acting on behalf of his father."

"Even~ Don't forget that I am the emperor."

"Yes, yes...... You are the emperor... An emperor who has been set aside. Speaking of this, I think of the way your woman threw her arms to me, haha~" The middle-aged man smiled, picked up the tea and made tea.

"You're going to regret it." The young man's face grew gloomy, and he couldn't figure out why his beloved would throw himself into his brother's arms.

"I won't regret it, wait a few days, my soldiers will come to the city, and your throne is mine. Haha~ Chen, retire first. He stooped and walked out of the main hall.

From behind the screen of the main hall stepped a sorcerer, a sorcerer with a feather fan in his hand, dressed in a blue robe, and wearing a mask on his face.

"My lord, do you want to keep this guy?"

"Give him ...... me," the young man made a gesture to wipe his neck and stepped off the screen.

"Yes." The sorcerer stooped and saluted, and when he lifted it up again, he clearly felt bloodthirsty.

『Next day』

At three o'clock, a watchman entered the palace and found that everyone in the palace had been beheaded all over the house.

The corpses of the entire palace were all over the field, and the bloodstains stained the palace red, and Bai An was in chaos from then on. The loyal generals of the foreign prince led his troops to besiege Bai'andu.

Thousands of troops, blood-stained mountains and rivers, a tragic song, the turmoil and collapse of a dynasty.

"My plan is finally complete~My baby, haha~" The sorcerer muttered to himself alone.

He put on a black robe, carried a coffin on his back, and roared wildly.

His so-called plan was to baptize his "treasure" with the people of the entire dynasty, and to lay his "treasure" with the souls and blood of hundreds of thousands of people.

The king had been killed by a sorcerer in the midst of the war, and the body of his soul floated into the air, knowing he was wrong.

It's a pity that the season is late, taking advantage of the turmoil of the war, this ransacking of the palace for one term, which led to the change of the entire dynasty.

……

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the, the sound is inspiring and exciting.

"Yes, I was wrong. Welcome, you are my ninety-third guest in this place. Someone, take this guest to the room. A voice lingered for a long time.

Two white skeletons emerged from the darkness, dark blue flames dancing between their eye sockets. The two skeletons each carried a long rusty knife~ and went straight to it.

"What?" Ye Lang watched the two skeletons approach step by step, and the blade in his hand seemed to be on his neck in the next moment.

Ye Lang's eyes widened, the sapper shovel in his hand usurped, and he swung it hard. The cutting edge and blade of the sapper shovel create subtle sparks.

A huge force shook Ye Lang's arm sore, and his body couldn't help leaning back, and he stabilized his body with the help of the force of the ground.

However, the skeleton on the other side won't give you this opportunity to stay in the gap. Where the long knife goes, there are gloomy white bones.

Ye Lang stabilized his body, and the sapper shovel met him again. The sapper shovel passed through the side of the blade and store directly into a skeleton.

Another skeleton pulled out a knife and slashed, but Ye Lang let go of his hand and picked it up to avoid this slash.

But the sapper shovel is still embedded in the skeleton! What's going on~ There's no guy to defend himself, even if he comes to a burning stick, it's better than nothing~

Ye Lang had no choice but to take off the helmet on his head and smashed it into the two skeletons, and the crisp sound of landing decided the erasure of the last hope.

"I'll go, what the hell~" The skeleton came forward strangely, and the friction between the skeletons "buzzed~".

Step by step, but like the scythe of death on the neck. The two skeletons stood up at this point, like a gun without bullets, as if they were powerless.

The dancing flames suddenly disappeared, and the two skeletons stopped moving, but their eyes seemed to be blank. Momentarily stunned, making sure they weren't moving, he pulled the sapper shovel off the skeleton.

"Haha~ I don't know it's a guest~ I'm not welcome, I'll let a little soldier lead you over~"

After a loud sound, a green skeleton walked out of the dark place, carrying a spear on its back.

led Ye Lang into the ancient tomb, and the places on both sides were no longer narrow, but slowly became open. At the very top, there are priceless pearls of the night, illuminating this huge tomb hidden underground.

There are a total of twelve Night Pearls, arranged on both sides, with a total of six pillars in each row.

Each pillar is five or six meters long, and it is gilded with gold, which looks resplendent in gold.

There was a corpse hanging from the pillars, a well-preserved corpse. There are hundreds of skeletons on both sides, and the white bone skeletons are the most numerous, it's hard to imagine what a terrifying number this is!