Everyone made fires, raised torches and continued to move forward, and after half an hour, they finally saw the main hall from a distance.

Legend has it that the Sun Hall is built with gold as the wall, white jade as the brick, and thousands of jewels as embellishments.

Now under the moonlight, the hall is shining with golden light, jade fireflies, all the people are wide-eyed, one by one leaned down, and performed the most respectful etiquette, expressing their reverence for their ancestors.

Turanmoto and Turansai Khan were even more excited, whoever can get the invincible golden sword is the master of this city of the sun, sitting on such a palace, it is impossible to think about it through the ages.

Fang Ling has already seen the extremely luxurious Xiaowu Emperor's Mausoleum, so he seems very calm, although this sun hall is also good, but it is indeed a big difference compared with the Xiaowu Emperor's Mausoleum, the imperial tomb casually took out a few burial goods, in terms of value, I am afraid that such a hall can be built.

It is no wonder that although the Tuji Khan is the lord of the grassland, the grassland is mostly bartered, and there is little gold and silver in circulation, so the gold and jade are naturally not as rich as those in the south.

Everyone adjusted their mood and walked towards the Sun Hall vigilantly, everyone knew that the closer they got to the Hall, the more dangerous it became.

Fang Ling counted and found that there were still more than twenty witch corpses that had not appeared, needless to say, these things were either hidden on the way to the main hall or hidden in the main hall, and these witch corpses that did not appear must have been cultivated on top of those witch corpses just now, that is, the witch corpses that had reached the peak stage of the Qi Melting Realm!

Thinking of this, Fang Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly, it was worthy of being the tomb of the Khan, not to mention more than twenty, with the current strength of the five tribes, plus the shaman witch king who left one hand, even if there were ten witch corpses in the peak period, it would be a headache, let alone more than twenty.

In other words, when these witch corpses are resolved, there are only a few remaining troops of the five tribes, and even the shaman and black witch are afraid that they will be wiped out.

As Fang Ling walked, he carefully calculated the possible battle situation and outcome.

It didn't take long to walk, and another shocking scene appeared on both sides of the road, with stone pillars standing straight and straight, as thick as buckets, and several feet high. Each stone pillar is carved with a different beast pattern, including eagles, tigers, lions, wolves, etc., its size is like the real thing, and the knife work is rough and delicate, and it is like driving clouds and fog around the pillars.

Next to each stone pillar, there is a stone sculpture of a man and a horse, the size of a horse and a grassland horse, each person's appearance, clothing and even weapons are very different, the same is that each one looks lifelike, the momentum is compelling.

Temuqi couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is the totem pole and the patriarch statue!"

Everyone was taken aback, and with a look of adoration on their faces, they walked slowly, pressing their left hand on their chest, looking extremely excited.

Song Ying'er couldn't help but be curious when she saw everyone like this: "What is a totem pole?"