Chapter 52: The Underground Palace, the Tide of Corpses

Qing Ming and the others, who had been relieved to watch Wang Ting dispose of all the zombies with one sword, became nervous again after hearing the roar in the passage, even Qing Ming was the same.

This is not the central location of Yuanmen Town, and after the official seal is stimulated, ten percent of the strength will not be able to exert eighty percent, which is too insecure.

I couldn't help but ask, but the meaning of the words was that it was better to go back today and come back tomorrow.

Anyway, with the means of Wang Ting just now, Qingming also believes that if there are zombies breaking into the town today, there will definitely be no good results.

Wang Ting shook his head, and began to prepare, the Great Fire Separation Array, which had just been refined for a short time, was arranged by Wang Ting around the passage, and then said to Qing Ming, "You can go back." ”

Get back!

Qing Ming and the others' faces froze, thinking about the roar just now, the ghost knows how many zombies will run to the town today, listening to the meaning of Wang Ting's words, it seems that they are not ready to go back, so what should I do in the town? It seems that it is better to stay by the royal court's side.

"Dao Chief, are you going to solve the corpse disaster tonight?"

In the face of Qingming's inquiry, Wang Ting still shook his head, "It's just to explore", there is no difference between the sun and the moon in the ancient tomb, it doesn't make a difference whether you do it today or tomorrow, when you reach the level of green corpses, zombies are no longer afraid of the sun, for the current royal court, the green corpse may not be able to beat, and the green corpse will definitely not be able to beat him, so he doesn't have to care about the difference between the sun and the moon.

"If the Taoist chief doesn't go back, then we won't go back either, just guard the Taoist here, maybe we can help a little."

Wang Ting didn't bother to poke through the careful thinking of the town mayor Qingming, and nodded indifferently, that is, he summoned all the blood corpses, snake dao people, and black robes.

Looking at the three refining corpses that suddenly appeared, Qing Ming and the others were a little unclear, and even a little frightened, I don't know where these people came from, how could they suddenly appear, yes, in their perception, the three bronze armored corpses are all people, and they can't see anything wrong with them at all, it is also the result of the efforts of the royal court, and now the spirituality of the three bronze armored corpses is good.

Although a few people were a little shocked, but looking at Wang Ting's calm appearance, they also guessed that it was Wang Ting's means, and they were secretly vigilant in their hearts, but they didn't dare to make any extra moves.

Under the control of the royal court, the blood corpses guarded beside him, and the black-robed and snake people walked towards the passage.

Compared with the cave in front, the passage in front of you is the tomb gate, and the one in front is at most the collapse caused by geological changes after the change of the feng shui bureau.

A wisp of divine consciousness pinned on the black robe and the snake man, and the two bronze armored corpses slowly walked inside.

This passage is indeed very long, and after walking a distance of nearly a few hundred meters, I saw a bronze gate, and there was a monument standing in front of the door.

Well! It's Qianwen!

The dynasty before the Great Shang Dynasty was the Qian, and the text used was the Qianwen, but after the Great Shang inherited the country, the book was the same text, the car was on the same track, and the text evolved into today's Shang Wen, in fact, it was also much the same, for them these immortal cultivators, there was not much difficulty to master the Qianwen, and many of today's Taoist books were left from the Qian, and it was really difficult to read if they didn't understand the Qianwen.

Wang Ting has studied with Qingyun Dao people since he was a child, and it is not difficult to identify Qianwen.

"The resting place of the dead, trespassers, die! 800 years of great drying! ”

What a fierce breath!

Even though it was just a wisp of divine sense, after reading this line, I felt a compelling aura coming to my face.

I'm afraid this stele is not an ordinary stele, but a stele cast with blood.

Although it has been 800 years, but the blood color on it has not only not faded, but is more and more bright red, which makes people look a little dazzling.

Eight hundred years!

It is also strange to say that 800 years seems to be a threshold, a curse, and the Great Cadre also died in 800 years, although there are not too many records of why the Great Cadre died, and the evaluation of the Great Shang Dynasty is only: the lord of the country is mediocre, the country is not a country, and the eight big characters are only, and people speculate that it is just a natural disaster and a man-made disaster.

And today, another 800-year period has arrived, and the same situation seems to be the turn of big businessmen to face again, with demons and monsters in troubled times, and natural and man-made disasters are continuous.

shook his head, and got rid of those things that he shouldn't care about, and it was not his turn to care about things at the level of the country and dynasty now.

The bronze door was already open, not fully open, but only half open, just enough for two or three people to pass through.

It seems to have been pushed away with difficulty, and when I look at it later, I can pass it, so I don't have to work hard.

The footsteps of the black-robed and bronze-armored corpses continued, the roars getting closer and closer, and the voices became clearer and clearer.

Crossing the bronze gate, Wang Ting was also amazed by the scene in front of him.

The entrance is ninety-nine eighty-one bronze pillars, and around it is a huge underground palace, the royal court glanced at the bronze pillar in front of it, carved dragons and phoenixes, fierce beasts circling, it seems to be a hodgepodge, but like the inscription outside, the bronze pillar in front of you is also cast by blood, but not bright red, but dark red, even more terrifying.

Under such blood, not only those fierce beasts looked extremely evil, but even those dragons and phoenixes and unicorns were also very evil and terrifying.

The same is true for the other bronze pillars, Wang Ting felt the breath of the formation on these bronze pillars, and it is not an ordinary formation, it is definitely above the third-order formation.

The huge underground palace is like a dungeon, condescending, and if you look closely, you can see that this underground palace is divided into three layers, which are larger than the county seat of Qingyuan.

The outer layer can also be said to be the outer city, at this time there are tens of thousands of zombies walking, yes, tens of thousands of zombies, those roars are coming from the mouths of these zombies, not only zombies, but also flash black shadows in the sky above the outer city from time to time, like ghosts.

These zombie costumes are different, but they are very different from the costumes of the big merchants, more like the clothes of the Qianchao, that is to say, these zombies are likely to be the people who accompany the burial, the tradition of the Qianying Dynasty with people and animals to accompany the burial, inhumane, the higher the status of the person, the more people are buried with the burial, most of them are the slaves of the deceased, and some large princes die, not only their own slaves have to follow the burial, but even those concubines have to sleep together.

Tens of thousands of zombies!

Wang Ting looked a little numb in his scalp, the scale of tens of thousands of people who accompanied the burial, then the status of the people buried would not be low, at least at the level of a prince, or even higher.

And the status of such a character in Daqian must not be low, and when he is buried, he will definitely ask the immortal cultivator Feng Shui master to help design the tomb, so it is no wonder that the formation breath on the bronze pillar is so strong.

Wang Ting looked at the scene of the outer city in front of him, and he was already a little resigned.

Although tens of thousands of zombies do not have green corpses, but the lowest ones are red corpses, or even yellow corpses, although Wang Ting is confident that the black robe and snake Dao people will be much stronger than ordinary yellow corpses as bronze armored corpses, but they are still among tens of thousands of zombies, and they will only be eaten and there is no skin left.