In the palace

On the stone steps made of gold and jade, the golden silk nanmu coffin stands proudly.

In the main hall, it is splendid, just like the Jinluan Hall of the Northern Song Dynasty. The fifteen-meter dragon pillar, with fine golden scales, is just the yin poison of the eyes, which destroys the beauty. The myths were scattered, guarding the surroundings, fearing that there would be some tomb mechanism.

"Let's go!"

Wu Sanxing stabilized his mind and motioned to Iron Hand, Enchantress and Dwarf, who nodded.

In the distance, Tianji stood in the center, with his back to the stone figurines of civil and military officials, looking at them. On the golden and jade steps, the runes of the Khitan people are engraved, surrounding the coffin, as if the stars are holding the moon. Wu Sanxing and Iron Hands climbed the jade platform on thin ice, very close to the coffin.

The golden silk nan wooden coffin, 5 meters long, 2 meters wide, carved dragon and phoenix, extremely noble.

Above the coffin, on the top of the main hall, there are paintings of the sun, moon and stars. On the jade platform, there are carved mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, fish and insects, symbolizing the pillow and lying on the river.

"How?"

Iron Hand was a little nervous and looked to his left.

On the left is Wu Sanxing, with a solemn expression, he said: "The ancient tombs had strict requirements, feng shui, dragon veins, acupuncture points, placement, etc., all of which were sloppy. The palace is built here, the decoration is gorgeous, and the civil and military officials are complete, and it is impossible to be a tomb! ”。

"No matter how crazy Empress Dowager Xiao is, it is impossible, and she doesn't dare to joke with the dragon vein."

"If I'm not mistaken, this palace, the golden chest, the coffin, and even the stone steps all hide deadly mechanisms. As long as we dare to move, we will die, but the real entrance to the tomb must be in the palace, and maybe in the coffin."

“......”

The myth master hesitated

Tianji frowned, observing the environment in the palace, if the mechanism is triggered, can they dodge it with their skills?

To be honest, he is not optimistic, the ancient martial arts masters are only higher than modern ones. The anti-theft technology of the ancient tombs, especially the imperial tombs, is unimaginably dangerous.

Do you want to fight?

Seeing the comrades-in-arms around them, most of them were wounded, if they took a step back and mobilized the strength of the country to surround the imperial tomb, the baby would still be theirs. But taking a step back, how easy is it to say, Tianji sighed secretly and said: "The matter has come to this, only to open the coffin, do we have a choice?" ”。

"Mr. Wu, please!"

“......”

Jintan's words made Wu Sanxing almost vomit blood, what do you call me please?

In the end, Wu Sanxing, Tieshou, Jintan, and Dwarf surrounded the coffin. The others were distracted, and there was an eerie silence in the palace, and pins could be heard. The four people pressed the coffin board, activated the internal force, and when they were about to lift the lid, the coffin actually moved.

No way!!!

They retreated in fright, and in their haste, the dwarf's foot struck a stone slab.

The slate sank down, there was a clicking sound, and Wu Sanxing, Tie Shou, and Jintan were all pale. "Run!" Wu Sansheng threw himself down from the high platform, and suddenly, countless fine needles shot out on the jade platform around the coffin!

Ding Ding Ding

The speed of the fine needle is instantaneous, just three seconds, and the surrounding walls are full of needle eyes.

Wu Sanxing was shocked, and after getting up, he saw that the dwarf was still standing. Countless red spots appeared on his face, neck, and arms, and blood oozed out, slowly turning into a bloody man, and he fell to the ground with a bang. Iron Hand and Jintan were slightly better, but they were also seriously injured.

"Bastard!"

The ghost knife grabbed Wu Sanxing's collar and said angrily: "How did you rob the tomb!" Old Wang Ba, if something happens, you will run the fastest, I will kill you! ”。

"Ghost knife stop!"

"Stop him and watch out for traps around him!"

The Bone Spirit, the Enchantress, and the Wild Thunder ran forward and grabbed the out-of-control ghost knife. Although they are also very annoyed, they need to be calm now. Pan Zi was also frightened, and was relieved after checking that Wu San Province was fine. The sudden change in the scene caught everyone off guard.

But that's just the beginning!

"Click~"

The stone figurines of civil and military officials slowly stood up, and the soldiers guarding on both sides and the dancing girls who were snuggling all came to life.

"Trespassers on the Imperial Tomb, die!"

An explosion sounded out of thin air, like thunder, and the general's majestic voice echoed in the palace. The mythological master and Wu Sanxing were pale, and there were ghosts and gods in this mausoleum! Among the mythical people, Ziyang took out the dragon and tiger seals and fled with them.

At the tomb door

Suddenly, four generals appeared, ghostly, each with a sword in his hand.

The gate was blocked, and even the ghosts came out, and the surrounding stone warriors and ghosts screamed, dancing with swords, guns, swords, and halberds. Everyone can only face it, and in the collision, the surrounding mechanisms are triggered, and the myth is in crisis.

Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi were very aggrieved, and their intestines were repentant.

..............

The other side

After Yang Ming fell into the dark river, he wanted to rush out, but Jiaolong quickly got into it.

It can be said that the enemy meets and divides into red-eyed, and the dragon's combat power in the water is stronger than that on the river. Yang Ming quickly exerted his body protection qi, but he was still hit by the dragon. Yang Ming leaned against the stone wall with his back and saw Jiaolong with his mouth wide open, terrifying suction, and wanted to swallow him alive.

The river is no better than the land, and it can't be borrowed, and Yang Ming in the gang gas hood was sucked into the dragon's mouth.

The dragon bites down hard!

No way!

Yang Ming was ruthless, controlled the Gang Qi Hood, and rushed into Jiaolong's throat.

The sudden change caught even Jiaolong off guard and almost choked to death. It's a pity that Yang Ming doesn't know, otherwise, he definitely doesn't mind coming a few more times. In the abdomen of the dragon, the temperature is very high, and the saliva is extremely corrosive. Besides, this dragon is also a thick water tank, and Yang Ming is lying down to enter it.

The internal organs of the dragon are very similar to the python.

Between the neck and the mid-abdomen, there will be snake gall, Yang Ming endured the high temperature, and quickly found a fist-sized silver bead, could it be a dragon ball?

"Ding, you found the thousand-year-old Jiao Dragon Ball, do you want to get it?"

“......”

Yang Ming was stunned, is this okay?

"Get!" Yang Ming's voice fell, and suddenly, the fist-sized silver bead disappeared. At the same time, he also received 20,000 exchange points. The silver beads disappeared, and the dragon outside was stunned, and soon roared like madness, and hit the wall ragingly.

This dragon is a thousand years old, and its wisdom is not low, and it knows that it is the human who is doing the ghost.

In the belly of the dragon, Yang Ming was violently collided by it, and he also moved the real fire. At that moment, he manipulated the Gang Qi Hood to Jiaolong's neck, wielding the Heavenly Sword with both hands, and also destroying it.

"Aang!!"

The screams shook the sky

Jiaolong's body smashed down heavily, and Yang Ming flew out of the broken neck and slashed hard.

The sword was bright, but it was full of blood, and the dragon's neck was bleeding profusely, and it was struck in the head by a sword, and even the thousand-year-old dragon was seriously injured. Not to mention, its Dragon Ball was stolen, and its strength has long been gone. Under Yang Ming's slaughter, the corpse of Jiaolong was separated.

It's finally over!

At this time, Yang Ming was holding the Yitian Sword, and he had already become a bloody man.

He sat down tiredly, leaned against the dragon's huge body, and gasped for air. It was only at this time that he paid attention to his surroundings, how could it be like a cave?