The High Priest stood at the back of the crowd, looking at them helplessly with a sad look on his lips.

Lin Guihao's afterglow happened to meet his gaze, and at that moment, the clues in his mind were suddenly connected.

Although everything under this is an illusion, the word "Juxi" is obviously not groundless.

Maybe this tomb is the tomb of someone from the long-dead Juxi civilization, and it should be a high-ranking person looking at the shape.

After the dissipation of the Juxi civilization, this tomb was discovered by some coincidence and not only that, but the man also resurrected the entire tomb.

So in this tomb group that should have appeared five thousand years ago, things in Gu Village that shouldn't have appeared here, such as the woman wearing the red bell before.

Liu Yun dragged Bi Li ashore from the water with great difficulty, only to face the dragon's attack as soon as he came out.

The dragon seemed to want to throw them into the water, but Lin Guihao was forced back with a peachwood sword, but soon the dragon came up again.

Lin Guiyao gritted his teeth, if it was usual, he could naturally deal with this dragon, but now his strength is suppressed by the system, and it is more difficult to suppress this dragon.

And after such a long battle, he is almost at the limit, and I am afraid that he will not be able to hold out for long.

After his spell failed again, he saw that the High Priest had already smiled triumphantly, as if he could already see them dead.

At this time, Lin Guihao suddenly thought of something, his hands were bloody, and he drew a spell in the air, and when the spell was completed, the high priest sensed that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the spell fell on the dragon, and the dragon struggled in agony.

Lin Guiyao's eyes lit up, it was really useful!

He drew several more charms, and the charms circled the dragon in the air, and the dragon writhed in the circle, and his limbs roared in pain when they touched the charm.

He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, although the system suppressed his own power, it did not suppress the power of the high priest.

Although he could not use his own powers, he could copy the witchcraft of the High Priest.

I guess the system didn't expect him to think of using this method.

The dragon was trapped in the spell, and it roared and slammed into the spell, and though it was in pain, it didn't give up.

It only hit in one direction, and the spell was skewed a little bit, and I was afraid it wouldn't last long.

A few people didn't dare to stay where they were, and hurriedly looked for another way out, but where else was there a way out around them, except for this dark river, there was only that city.

Although they had just come out of the city, now that the skeletons in the city had gathered here, it was empty, but there was no danger.

Moreover, the dragon made such a big move outside, but it didn't get close to the city, as if there was nothing in the city that made it extremely fearful.

Lin Guihao made up his mind, took Zhenzhen's hand, and said to Liu Yun: "Go to the imperial city, that giant dragon can't enter the city." ”

Liu Yun picked up Bi Li and rushed to the imperial city, the high priest wanted to stop him, but was frozen in place by Lin Guihao's charm, and by the time he broke free from the spell, they had already arrived at the gate of the city.

He hurried after them into the city.

The city has completely changed, and the shops are still the same as those shops, but only one layer on the surface, and the inside is empty, as if a specially built model goods have built an empire of the undead.

The two floors inside have become burial pits, as Bi Li once said, and the mansions, large and small, have become pits filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Soon they arrived at the Imperial City, which was a huge tomb in the shape of a royal palace, and it was also the main burial chamber of the entire tomb.

Entering the Imperial City, passing through the streets in the center, there are various palaces on both sides, and at the very end, there is the most luxurious and conspicuous palace in the entire Imperial City.

On the top of the high nine steps, the palace door is wide open, and standing below, you can see a huge coffin in the center of the palace.

That should be the owner of this burial chamber.

They walked around the temple and saw no more exits, and the high priest had come close behind them.

Behind him, the skeletons that had recovered their flesh and blood looked at them with hideous faces.

Especially when he saw a few people walking up the nine steps, the high priest's eyes were full of resentment, and he hated to eat his flesh and drink his blood raw.

With a wave of his hand, the skeletons slowly stepped forward and surrounded the palace firmly.

While casting a spell seal in his hand, a huge bundle of seals rushed towards them.

Several people hurriedly dodged, seeing that the spell was about to enter the dormitory, and suddenly dissipated into the air, as if they were reluctant to hurt the dormitory at all.

Except for Zhen, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to Lin Guihao: "Burn the palace." ”

Lin Guiyao didn't ask why, a spell in his hand was thrown out, and a monstrous fire instantly ignited in the dormitory.

When the high priest saw the flames, his eyes were red with anger, and he didn't care about any ceremonial form, nor did he care about the people who were not really there, and rushed straight into the sea of fire.

All that left his eyes was the dormitory and the coffin in the hall in the fire.

The fire burned away the flesh and skin on his body, but he didn't care at all, and still tried to run to the coffin.

Except for Zhen and the others, they hurriedly ran down the nine steps, but were stopped by those who had been resurrected.

But they just stopped, and their eyes were fixed on the palace behind them.

In addition to a sense of foreboding, his hand subconsciously clenched Lin Guihao's hand, and his palms were sweaty.

Looking behind him, I saw that in the firelight, a noble man wearing a bronze mask and a gold robe on a black background slowly walked out of the firelight.

He also carried the corpse of the High Priest in his arms, which was almost reduced to ashes.

As he walked out of the palace, the flames in the hall grew smaller and smaller until they were completely extinguished.

He placed the high priest in the clearing, holding a rattle in his hand and shaking it gently.

A pale golden light flashed on the rattle, and in the next second, the high priest's burned body, which had almost turned to ashes, suddenly began to condense again.

From bones, to flesh and blood, and then he became the handsome and bewitching man again.

But Zhenzhen's eyes were completely attracted by the rattle in his hand.

This rattle is exactly the same as the one on the mural!

And the familiar bronze mirror around his waist.