82_82884 "Be careful, no matter what the situation is, don't shoot, the biogas here is too heavy, once there is an open flame, we will be killed in the fire." "Wushuang advises everyone.

"Master, this black wind is blowing very evil, be careful!" Ma Erye reminded him.

"I know, you've always polished your tricks to help me look at the point. ”

The Black Wind Gully did not see the legendary Silver Soul ghost blocking the way, on the contrary, except for the muddy under the heels, there were no other deliberate creatures along the way, and the journey was surprisingly smooth.

Gradually, the wind in the Black Wind Trench gradually weakened, and the vision in front of him became wider, and Wushuang vaguely saw a series of humanoid black shadows not far away, and there were many of those black shadows, there were hundreds of people or even more, if those were really the monsters waiting for them in the Black Wind Trench, then they might not have any chance to escape.

"Brothers, it's a good thing!!I'm ready to fight!" Wushuang gave an order, stretched out his hand, and everyone pulled out a sharp saber from their waists.

Yun Qiang brought not many brothers this time, but they are all shrewd people in white, they are experienced in a hundred battles, killing people without blinking, nothing else is good to say, if the ability to fight on the wheel, the Mongolian people call it second, and there is absolutely no second nation in the world that dares to climb above their heads to be the first.

Including Lu Haotian, everyone knew that if there was an enemy in front of them, then this would be the last fierce battle before they entered Panlong Village, and of course, they would never be able to reach Panlong Village, because Black Wind Gully would be their eternal grave.

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!" Wushuang shouted.

Including Lan Caidie and Ye Shan, everyone also shouted this slogan of Qizhen Mountains and Rivers with Wushuang, and then strode towards the black shadows in front of them.

Wushuang rushed to the front and just wanted to cut, but suddenly raised his palm to signal everyone not to be impulsive for the time being, it turned out that these black shadows were not living people, nor were they monsters, but a bottle of clay sculpture. These clay sculptures are very similar to the proportion of tall, short, fat and thin people in the living people, and they are far away and the light is not good, so they naturally think that real people are standing here to block the way.

Wushuang carefully identified the clothes on these clay sculptures, and found that most of these people were soldiers wearing thorns and armor and wearing battle helmets on their heads, and they also carried spears used by the ancients in their hands, but the front end of the spear was not a sharp spear head, but a polished and sharp stone. Their armor is also very special, not made of metal, but like rattan armor, and some even simply use a thin wooden board to protect the vital points of the chest.

"Second master, what's going on? Look, what age are they clay figurines? They don't look like feudal dynasties, do they? Why do I think they look like people from the Stone Age? The weapons of these warriors are too simple?"

Second Master Ma said: "Master, this is not a strange thing, look at the horse team behind these clay sculpture soldiers, don't you feel familiar?"

Wushuang approached, and with a flashlight from the wolf's eye, he realized that these horse teams were not the same as the Yin soldiers they met in the Ice Valley.

It turns out that this is an army of clay figurines, but at the end of this ravine is Panlong Village, is it necessary for a small mountain village to get so many frightening and strange clay figurines to block the entrance to the village? Besides, these things are all clay sculptures, can it be that they can really come back to life and fight with them? How many people can they have in a village? How long will it take to do such a huge project?

"Damn! Strange things happen every year, but this year is the only one. Don't touch these things, be careful, let's have time, slow down, this is the last pipe card, there must be a saying, don't waste your efforts!"

Everyone didn't dare to slack off, and they all carefully brushed the edges, for fear that they would knock down and smash people like Lu Haotian again, and something terrible would come out of it. With the lesson of the last time in the ice valley, Lu Haotian didn't dare to be careless, so he almost crawled over.

"Ah, Unzi, shopkeeper, look, there are our brothers here...... Didn't they all die in the Ice Valley, how could they be here again?" Yun Qiang shouted in a trembling voice.

Wushuang saw that his brothers had appeared among these ancient clay figurines, and these people were all Ma Gang brothers who had just died in the ice valley and were taken away by the Yin soldiers. How did they end up here? Could someone have carved clay statues of these dead spirits? But who would know about these things?

Not only that, but gradually Wushuang also found many familiar clay figurines, these are also dead people in the ice valley, they are the group of soil masters.

"I'm too evil about this Gada, isn't it? Old Tie, this is the lair of those Yin soldiers! Will they come back to life and take us away in a while?" Lu Haotian trembled.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't believe that there are so many strange things in the world for us to touch? Everyone, let's go! Don't stay here for a long time! If it's late, things will change!" Although Wushuang is not afraid, he is also beating a drum in his heart, maybe this group of Yin soldiers is really the dead soldiers who are guarding the secrets of Panlong Village.

Finally, they walked out of these terrifying clay figurines array, Wushuang looked back, where are the hundreds of clay figurines behind them, there are clearly thousands! The expressions of each clay figurines are lifelike, restoring their voices and smiles before their deaths, and I don't know who laid this formation here, maybe they can only block those evil spirits in the mountains. Didn't they come over intact?

The wind in the Black Wind Gully stopped at some point, and the whole ravine was calm again, and a very high silhouette appeared in front of it, which should be an ancient building. This is completely unexpected. Could it be that this is Panlong Village? Why is there a building blocking the way?

There are two pale stone pillars erected in front of the ancient house, the stone pillars are towering through the branches and leaves above the head into the sky without end, and there is an ancient divine beast coiled on the left and right sides of the white marble pillar, one is a wandering wing, and the other is a red dragon. In today's world, only the people who are afraid of knowing this kind of ancient divine beast are only the people who steal the door, these, Wushuang still listened to the dictation of his grandfather, what about Dong Ye? It is also true that his father said, Wu Gongyao once stole an ancient tomb before, and there was a big tripod in this ancient tomb, and the pattern of this divine beast was depicted on the tripod. It is said that this bronze giant tripod was finally sold to Yuan Datou as a treasure of the founding ceremony, but Yuan Datou died of illness before the dragon chair could sit hot. Later, this giant tripod fell into the hands of Duan Qirui, Wu Peifu Everyone knows that the big warlords, together with Zhang Zuolin, Sun Chuanfang, and Zhang Zongchang, are the four major warlords. He is also the Lord who will not die well - 513549 + CQSQC + 544 - >.