The gate slowly opened, and the invisible wind blade rushed towards the face, Feng Ya and the others unhurriedly sacrificed the enchantment to block the deadly blade, "Every time we open the door, we will encounter such a wind blade, so we have made corresponding preparations." ”

Shen Yu said indifferently: "It seems that it is your daily routine to open the tomb of the deity. ”

Feng Ya's face changed, "Please calm your anger, this is all a last resort, if it is not for the matter of life, we will not rashly disturb your sleep." ”

He muttered in his heart, now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has appeared in the form of a spirit body, the physical body may have already decayed, which is not to disturb.

Wen Yi involuntarily hooked the corners of his mouth.

These people in Peach Blossom Village have changed from grave keepers to gravediggers, and they have dug Shen Yu's grave more than once, which is ridiculous and funny.

Shen Yu Yuguang saw the girl with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was helpless.

Closing his eyes, he felt the summoning of the fragments and scabbards of the Qianyuan Sword, and the whole person instantly rushed towards the center of the mausoleum town like a wind.

"Shen Yu is waiting for me." Wen Yi hurriedly followed.

Everyone brushed up and followed.

A moment later, Wen Yi came to a huge underground palace.

The palace is a very classic Surabaya country building, with gold and silver treasures, gems and jade everywhere, which shows that Fengya is lying to them.

They were indeed monks who had come to borrow the power of their scabbards to resist the attack on Peach Blossom Village, and they did not covet any treasures in the mausoleum.

If it had been for the sake of wealth, then these treasures of gold and silver would have disappeared long ago.

Walk through the hall thermometer and see the high dome.

The dome is made of glowing fluorite, and the image of Shen Yu soaring is carved on it.

Floating beneath the dome is an intricately carved coffin.

The mountain walls on both sides of the coffin have traces of artificial excavation.

This should be the ladder that Feng Ya and the others wanted to build by taking the scabbard of the Qianyuan sword.

Shen Yu floated in mid-air.

"Mother."

His deep voice carried a faint sadness and nostalgia.

The fair-skinned and slender hand gently stroked the solemn and gorgeous coffin, and Shen Yu closed his eyes to feel the breath that belonged to his mother.

The next moment, his eyes opened his palms violently and slapped at the coffin fiercely.

This frightened the crowd who came in a hurry.

Feng Li led the clansmen to kneel on the ground, "Your Highness, we have only touched the scabbard you put in the mausoleum over the years, and have never touched anything in the underground palace. ”

Shen Yu's current situation is very strange.

He must have sensed something unusual in the coffin, so he split it.

Otherwise, how could anyone dig their own grave for no reason.

Wen Yi looked up and saw Shen Yu's other hand holding a sword scabbard that was pitch black and scarlet in the grooves.

Just one glance at the scabbard gave Wen Yi an extremely dangerous aura.

"Who has been here in the dungeon besides you?"

Shen Yu's voice contained endless danger, like the calm before a storm, like the madness before a volcanic eruption.

"No one has ever been underground except us, and Feng Ya swears with his life that he will never do anything disrespectful to your coffin."

Every time Feng Ya and the others asked for the scabbard, they rushed into the mausoleum because they endangered the life and death of the clansmen, and they definitely did not do anything beyond it, let alone do it.

"Then tell me where the spirit in this mausoleum has gone?" Shen Yu's voice increased suddenly, and the extremely piercing sound poured into Wen Yi's eardrums, and she only felt that her brain was instantly swollen, and the indescribable pain spread all over her body, and her ears were buzzing.

The person who cultivated almost held his head directly and rolled on the ground in pain.

Feng Ya was in a cold sweat.

Fu Yu and Gu Yanting also knelt down on one knee, drenched in cold sweat in pain.

"Tell me who else has entered the dungeon besides you." A sea of corpses and blood surged out from under Shen Yu's feet, and the murderous aura intertwined with black and red exploded throughout the mausoleum, spreading to every corner.

Cold.

Extreme cold.

It's hysterical and cold.

Wen Yi pinched his hands and offered an enchantment to wrap everyone in it, "Isn't that spirit you?" ”

"The person in the coffin is not the deity, but the mother of the deity." Shen Yu's face was extremely ugly, and he swung thousands of murderous small swords in his palm, directly piercing into the bodies of Feng Ya and the others.

"Poof—"

Feng Ya and the others rolled on the ground in pain.

The punishment from those in high positions made their souls tremble.

They remember that the ancestral training said that this coffin was hidden in the body of His Royal Highness the Prince, how could he become the mother of His Royal Highness the Prince?

Wen Yi was also shocked, "It's your mother inside?" ”

She always thought that it was Shen Yu who was lying inside.

Shen Yu's eyes unconsciously turned scarlet, and the whole person was on the verge of losing control, "Let me ask you again, where did the spirit in this go there?" ”

Before ascending, Shen Yu wanted to resurrect his mother.

Because his cultivation had not yet arrived, he originally planned to summon his mother to ascend to the immortal realm in the name of a general, and then rebuild his physical body in the form of a spirit body.

So before her mother entered the mausoleum, Shen Yu made a mark on her spirit.

"I don't know, we really don't know." Feng Ya's face was as white as paper, he really didn't know what was going on here.

Perhaps it was when the previous ancestor opened the mausoleum and asked the sword scabbard of the Qianyuan Immortal Sword to force back the monks who coveted the treasures of the Moon Oasis with the murderous aura of the ruthless killing sword, which alarmed the spirit of the coffin ceremony,

"You all have to die."

Cold, emotionless voices echoed through the empty underground palace.

When Wen Yi reacted, the sea of corpse blood under Shen Yu's feet had already spread, and it was extremely aggressive.

She didn't hesitate in front of her, and she also sacrificed the corpse mountain and blood sea at the next step and said coldly: "Shen Yu, your mother is just a mortal, she doesn't know how to cultivate spiritually, so the soul should return to Lethe and return to reincarnation, instead of stopping here and waiting for you to be resurrected, you calm down." ”

"Are you going to stop me?" Shen Yu's voice carried a faint mockery, "She will not be reincarnated, she has the murderous imprint of the deity on her body, Wen Yi, I don't want to do anything to you." ”

Wen Yi is his only concern in this world.

His mother's spirit was gone, and he didn't want to hurt Wen Yi, and he was even more afraid of losing this last touch of warmth.

"I'm not going to get out of the way." Wen Yi summoned the Ice Thunder Immortal Sword to block in front of everyone, "Shen Yu, I know that you are in an uncontrollable irritability because of the loss of your mother's spirit, but you must calm down. ”

"It's not your mother who disappeared, and you naturally won't empathize." A painful sneer overflowed in Shen Yu's throat, "Wen Yi, I'll say it again, don't stop me." ”

Wen Yi didn't want to do anything with Shen Yu at all, she didn't want to hurt Shen Yu, and she didn't want Shen Yu to be unable to control her emotions and go on a killing spree.

"Your Highness, I feel the breath of a spell here." Fu Yu, who was so pressed by Shen Yu's strong force that he couldn't raise his head, bit and said: "This spell is a forbidden technique, this forbidden technique needs to be forged into the same spirit as in the mausoleum with half of your life's cultivation, and then quietly take away your mother's soul." ”

Shen Yu obviously didn't believe it, he just felt that everyone was making excuses.

"This spell is called reincarnation." Looking at the ruthless killing sword approaching the center of his eyebrows, Fu Yu's calves and stomach were trembling, his teeth were chattering, but his mind was clearer than ever, "The reincarnation spell can quietly take away the souls of other people, but it will leave traces, as long as you cast the spell, you can reproduce the original scene." ”

Without hesitation, Fu Yu asked Gu Yanting to shield himself from danger, and at the same time, he took out the 'reappearance' charm and hit it in the cave.

The spell is like a rising sun that illuminates the entire dungeon.

At the same time, a figure and a transparent, dazed soul appeared in mid-air.

When a person dies, the memories will slowly dissipate and become a muddy spirit.

Shen Yu recognized his mother's soul at a glance.