"it!"

At the same time, Ye Qingxuan's body subconsciously flicked, turned out of the sarcophagus, and rolled on the spot with a donkey...... Either you have more experience than you die, you don't even need to move your brain, and your body reacts directly.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan's heart was half sad and joyful, and it was not a taste:

- This kind of instinct that only happens when you die too much, and the ghost wants it!

Immediately after, there was a roar, and the sarcophagus was shattered with a roar under the slash of the great axe.

In the darkness, the sound of iron and stone grinding came and went.

Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated, guarding his surroundings, and with a flick of his hand, the notes and lights appeared out of thin air, hanging high above his head.

It is a long road, which looks simple and ordinary, but on both sides of the road there are two rows of huge statues that are more than three meters high. The statue looked like an armored warrior, holding Romulus's short sword and round shield, but now even the short sword looked unusually stunningly sized, half the height of an ordinary person.

Many of these burly samurai have even more terrifying weapons in their hands, such as long-handled stone axes, square prismatic hammers, and some of them holding rods called 'fascists'......

Those statues look extremely majestic and exquisite, if it were in normal times, Ye Qingxuan would definitely study it for a long time and praise it...... It's just that when these samurai statues were stimulated by the abnormal sound, their eyes lit up red, and they slowly walked off the pedestal, he couldn't laugh.

He ...... this kind of thing Not at all.

Does this kind of hellish thing have a heart? He hasn't cultivated to the point of 'there are no spirits in the world, and everything is missing', and if he wants to control this kind of stone statue without reason, there is no resonance level, dream!

Illusion? This kind of ghost thing that doesn't even have eyes, whether to eat illusion or not is another story!

Hehe, don't kid you, friend. The School of Revelation lacks nothing but attack power......

Ye Qingxuan didn't know if the Forbidden School was the best or not, but what he specialized in was 'Music Theory Composition', and he had an increase in the control of the enchantment, but he had no spirit for this kind of tangible and spiritless thing. There is nothing that can be done.

He glanced down at the cane in his hand, and on top of the black iron cane, there was an amber gem, the Eye of Indra. Is lightning useful for such non-incinerant things?

Before the short thought was over, a cold light whistled behind him, brushed his body, and landed on the huge stone sculpture that was slowly coming.

In an instant, the icy frost spread, and the huge ice crystals quickly increased in value. Engulfed the entire huge stone sculpture, and the sudden ultra-low temperature sealed the stone sculpture in it, unable to move.

It's Shan Miao.

"What the hell is this?"

Shan Miao had just crawled out of the sarcophagus, and his reaction was only a beat slower than Ye Qingxuan's. Barlow and Miller also gathered, and a few people looked around, and the four or five awakened huge stone sculptures around them came down from the pedestal and walked towards them.

In the distance, the stone sculptures that had been dormant for countless hours were also vibrating. Shake off the dust.

The stone carvings here can at least form two hundred-person teams!

Ye Qingxuan felt a toothache.

"If I'm not mistaken. This is a clay figurine made by the alchemist Romulus for the nobles, and the tomb was guarded for the living slaves in place of them.

These guys are all modeled after Romulus's bravest warriors, and even have the martial arts of those warriors, and they also know how to cooperate, be careful. ”

Barlow suddenly had a toothache: "Where do these ghosts look like mud puppets!"

"It's just that the raw material comes from the mud. ”

Ye Qingxuan's silent eyes had already seen it clearly: "The bodies of this group of guys." All of them have been fired into porcelain, and they are definitely no worse than any iron ware.

In the crypt, iron will corrode, but porcelain will not!"

Now he could only sigh that his Indra's Eye was probably useless, except for the destruction of the heat. It doesn't have any effect at all, porcelain is not non-conductive.

"Where are you talking about that?"

Barlow was impatient: "No weakness?"

"Don't rush me!"

A trace of sweat oozed from Ye Qingxuan's forehead, and his silent eyes were already a little hot. On top of the samurai clay figures that slowly surrounded him, he could see the alchemical matrix buried in the shell.

It was the matrix that turned the dead into a puppet.

Ye Qingxuan is manipulating the mercury line, and the interpretation method is interpreting the music theory in it!

"Joints! The weak point is the seams of the joints, and the head!"

Ye Qingxuan said hurriedly: "The observation loop of this group of guys is in the head, it should be an old-fashioned thermal energy induction, and there is also a sound! Try not to use too high temperature attack methods, otherwise it will ......"

He looked at the two rows of samurai clay figurines that stretched into the darkness in the depths of the corridor, and swallowed and foamed:

"Otherwise, otherwise you'll have a hornet's nest!"

"Understood, it's all about you!"

Barlow took a sip, the beastliness in his eyes emerged, a hoarse murmur came out of his throat, and in the faint melody, the sound of the wind around him suddenly became chaotic, and dozens of small whirlpools appeared.

In the midst of the whirlpool, something like a bat flew out, flashing away, and the speed was incredible.

Immediately after, several terrible cracks appeared on the clay puppets that woke up and rushed forward quickly, like long knives slashing. One of the emaciated and lithe clay puppets had red glow in their eyes, and suddenly made a nimble somersault, pulling out two odd-shaped scimitars in his hands, and slashing through two strange and unpredictable trajectories in the air.

Laugh at!

With a soft sound, the beast that melted into the wind was slashed into its wings by a scimitar, and broke away from its seclusion, and the two bat wings broke away from its body, and then its body also dissolved into the wind with its wings.

- Phantom Beast Scythe!

When one died, Barlow added another one, and in an instant Ye Qingxuan could discern that there were fifteen Fei Lian surrounding them, hiding in the wind, constantly attacking those awakened clay puppets.

"It's only fifteen? Ye Qingxuan pursed his lips: "I've also seen a musician who can summon a wolf pack." All of them are vivid, and they are so powerful that they don't want it! and they can break through the sky and hide ......."

"Do you think phantom beasts are mass-produced? I'm not the kind of guy who converts to a phantom beast. Being able to raise fifteen kinds of Fei Lian with such a violent temperament is already remarkable!"

Barlow's face turned red, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "Don't compare me to the kind of pervert who must have written the chapter of fate and advanced to the scepter!"

"Really?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed dryly: "You just say that you can't do it." ”

Barlow's mouthful of blood was really about to spurt out, and he glared at him hatefully: "Ye Qingxuan, if one day I really have to reach that level that is close to a scepter, all those who owe as much as you will die!"

Barlow was angry, and the blessing movement in the instrument was released without capital. In an instant, the speed of the fifteen Fei Lian was more than three times faster, and when they broke through the air, there was almost no sound, but when they attacked, it was like turning into a powerful crossbow and a big axe, so fast that people couldn't react.

Barlow let out a low roar and played three accents.

Immediately after, Fei Lian converged, turned into a whirlpool of death, and headed towards the several clay puppets that were constantly attacking and approaching.

There was a muffled sound, and even the sound of cracking was shredded by Fei Lian's wings.

Immediately afterward, the four burly and huge clay puppets quickly collapsed and fell to the ground, the red light in their eyes extinguished, turning into shards all over the ground.

Seeing the statue like a work of art shattered into this way in front of him, the corners of Ye Qingxuan's eyes twitched, and he felt distressed from the bottom of his heart:

"Tap it...... Hey, forget it, when I didn't say it!"

Ye Qingxuan's face was full of distress, and he stopped talking.

Ye Qingxuan really didn't expect that he would one day come to do this kind of thing of burning the qin and cooking the scenery.

The history of Romulus is now broken, there is not much information and evidence in the world, and the history of that time is also hidden in a fog.

If any researcher saw Ye Qingxuan and them destroying these precious cultural relics so savagely, I am afraid that they would vomit three liters of blood and become seriously ill. But at this time, don't protect ancient cultural relics, protect yourself first......

Otherwise, the cultural relics are not protected, they will be killed, and it is estimated that there will be no peace after death, and they will be written into the latest issue of "The Most Stupid Death Method for Musicians".

His mind was full of thoughts, but his memory suddenly flashed back to the scrolls of Romulus history that Elder Caligula had given him, as well as some of the entries in them.

In an instant, he was terrified.

"Don't procrastinate here, get out of here first. ”

He whispered, "Better hurry...... The sooner the better!"

"Huh?"

Shan Miao, who was building a defensive position, was stunned for a moment and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer next. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked around at the warrior clay puppets in the distance who were gradually waking up, watching more and more red eyes light up from the darkness, and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead:

"You ...... Do you know what the Romulus legion is most famous for?"

There was no expected answer, and the three blind faces of history looked at each other and were confused.

Ye Qingxuan groaned out of strength, covered his face and sighed: "Anyway, just go quickly!"

What is the Romulus Legion most famous for?

- The Romulus phalanx, of course!!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

It was the sound of a giant shield falling to the ground.

"Phew!"

A roar erupted from the friction of iron and stone.

In the distance of the road, nine samurai clay puppets stood side by side, the shields in their hands riveted each other, and fell to the ground, the faces of several people in the distance were reflected on the iron-like porcelain shell, and then the iron shield wall advanced.

"Phew!"

The earthquake trembled, and countless screams burst through the air--throwing spears! It was a spear that was two meters long and crimson throughout! Behind the advancing iron wall, a huge short spear was thrown like a torrential rain, piercing the air with a terrifying loud sound.

Loud noises erupted on top of each other, leaving a terrible residue where the spears passed.

The crimson spear with the light of lava pierced through the air like a meteor, and before it arrived, it squeezed the air like iron and stone, unable to breathe. (To be continued.) )