Huo Qu's illness disappeared into the well, and the underground palace room above was dead silent.

The panic and helplessness in Liu Qing's eyes had never been there.

Huo Qubing stood at the mouth of the well for a moment, and suddenly fell into it.

From above, it looked like he had been dragged in by some kind of force.

Even Cao Wei's face turned pale.

It was hard for him to imagine what the consequences of losing the champion Hou would be if he was a big man at this time.

And those of them who accompanied the champion Hou to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, what will they face after the fall of the champion Hou?

Cao Wei could have imagined that His Majesty would explode into a thunderous rage, and no one here would be spared the execution.

Thinking of Ru Bohu's methods, Cao slyly shuddered.

Qin Qingyu hugged Liu Qing: "Don't worry.

He left his back hand to pick up Daozun outside, not like he accidentally fell into the well, but he went in by himself. ”

In the imperial mausoleum, at the eaves position, the big black hand like a shadow tightened, holding the bronze beast.

The muscles and veins in the hands are bulging, as if they contain infinite power!

The temple where the bronze beast was crouching was shaken by it, and it shook unsteadily.

Click!

The bronze beast pedestal on the eaves finally couldn't withstand the huge force of the big hand and was broken.

At the same moment, the bronze beast seemed to have been unsealed, breaking free from the shackles of its big hands and running in the air.

It borrowed its strength on the eaves and rushed to the other end of the building, and then quickly jumped to another imperial mausoleum building.

At this time, behind the big hand, the arms, shoulders, and upper body are visible...... A pitch-dark shadow of a human figure, presented in its entirety.

Chiyou, who was burly and strong, with a vague head and a blurred horn, walked out of the void.

He stretched out his hand to hold the bronze beast that ran out and leaped and galloped on the imperial mausoleum building.

In the shadow behind the bronze beast, Chi You's hand was stretched out again, strangling the copper beast.

This time, the bronze beast was directly engulfed by its own shadow, and the shadow merged into Chi You's body, seemingly assimilated by his dark power and disappeared.

And Chi You ...... It became a little clearer again.

He stood on the side hall of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, his hazy and blurred face turning, 'looking' at the environment in the Imperial Mausoleum.

After a while, Chi You's figure shook slightly, and when he came to Daozun's side, he turned over and grabbed Fang Xiang's clan opposite.

When Fang Xiangshi saw Chi You, he took a step back in disbelief.

But when Chi You's power pressed over, Fang Xiang immediately released his power and collided with Chi You.

The qi machine is the same as the collision between Daozun and Fang Xiang's clan, and it is evenly matched!

The breath that lingered outside Chi You's body was as blazing as fire.

The two fought again and again, and the phantom rose and fell to attack.

Suddenly, Chi You's giant hand reached out, and the power of the military master appeared in his palm. The supreme soldier's battle intent was contained between his palms and fingers, and he grabbed Fang Xiang's clan on the opposite side.

Its palm was like a divine soldier, and Fang Xiang's clan clashed with it, and his palm was cut off silently.

A hand fell to the ground.

Strangely, the palm of the hand fell to the ground and disappeared.

And Fang Xiang's fallen hand grew back and was intact.

Hard to destroy?

…… Dao Zun stood to the side, never moving.

Many changes in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor are so evil that they cannot be explained.

He didn't want to bring other variables because of his movements, so he kept in mind that Huo Quzhi said that he couldn't take off or move.

He noticed that the shadow-like Chiyou was like a fish in water in this imperial tomb, moving freely without inducing any changes.

The fight between Chi You and Fang Xiang is becoming more intense and fast, and they collide continuously.

Champion Hou jumped into the well by himself, but he knew that he would leave this Chiyou soldier to deal with Fang Xiang's family, otherwise I would be standing here and couldn't move, I'm afraid it would be bad...... Dao Zun's thoughts flickered, and he took advantage of Chi You and Fang Xiang's fight.

While he quickly recovered the mana silk line released with the help of the fishing rod in his hand, he turned his head to look at the ancient well not far away.

The ancient well gas engine was steaming, and the chaos was like a spring.

Daozun tried to send a voice into the well: "Champion Hou ......"

Didn't respond.

Dao Zun looked up again.

The huge dragon horns are still slowly bulging outward, and they have not yet fully appeared.

At this time, the mana hairspring released by Dao Zun had been withdrawn, and it was the Dao Jian that was wrapped around the other end.

Daozun was overjoyed.

However, just as Dao Jian was about to take it back, in the building below the imperial mausoleum, a red shadow jumped up and grabbed Dao Jian.

Daozun immediately followed the mana silk thread and sent it into a Taoist practice.

The Dao Jian at the other end blooms with a deep purple Dao rhyme.

"嚟~"

The shadow that pounced on Dao Jian screamed, and sank back into the temple complex, disappearing without a trace.

This imperial mausoleum is like another world, and strange things emerge one after another...... At the same time as Daozun complained, a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu spread in the imperial tomb:

"Do nothing and do nothing...... Ignorance and desirelessness make the husband dare not do it. For inaction, there is no cure! ”

This voice came from within Lao Tzu's surviving Dao Jian.

Under the urging of Daozun, wisps of Dao sound shook the imperial tomb.

And Dao Jian in the distance, the streamer fell into his hand like a flying light.

Dao Zun put away the fishing rod and took out another Dao Jian that was there before.

Hold one in one hand.

The light of the two Dao Slips blended, prompting a halo like a Dao ring, encircling Dao Venerable in it.

At this time, the Daozun is solemn, the face is solemn, and there is a Taoist rhyme gathered into a cloud under his feet.

The sound of the Tao is getting stronger.

He found that after Dao Yin appeared, Fang Xiang's movement speed slowed down significantly and was suppressed.

Seeing the fierce battle between Chi You and Fang Xiang's clan, Dao Zun, who had Dao Jian in hand, tried to take a small half step forward...... No anomalies appeared.

He took another step forward, but still didn't move.

Champion Hou said that you can't move here, why is there nothing to do here?

Dao Zun looked up at the huge dragon horn that was in mid-air as the outline became clearer.

The size of the dragon's horn almost covered the void in the imperial tomb.

The only explanation is that the appearance of the dragon horn may suppress, or rather, some arrangements in the imperial mausoleum, temporarily stagnant and lose their effect. Otherwise, the prohibition in the imperial tomb will first have to be hedged with the dragon horn and destroyed.

At this time, the space wall above the imperial tomb was covered with cracks and stumps of tree roots.

A black dragon horn pierced through the void and appeared inside the Imperial Tomb......

The dragon horn is pitch black, with coiled textures on the horns, and dark golden spots of light from time to time, giving people a sense of majesty and magnificence.

The ensuing majestic coercion spread in the imperial tomb.

The uneasiness in Daozun's heart reached the extreme, and there seemed to be a voice urging him to leave and leave the imperial mausoleum in the depths of his thoughts.

With the coercion pouring out, he was already sure that the ancestral dragon behind the void really existed, far beyond any heavenly and human realm.

It's terrifying...... Daozun was worried.

He looked back at the well not far away.

There was still no movement.

Click!

The void in the imperial tomb continues to shatter. The dragon's horns cracked open the space, revealing the whole picture!

At the same time, in the ancient well in the rear, the gas engine was churning, and Huo Quzhi finally rushed out of it, and grabbed something in his hand.

That thing was then put into his bag of supernatural powers out of nothing.

Huo Quzhi came directly to Daozun's side: "The ancestral dragon appeared, and most of the array of the imperial tomb was temporarily stagnant, which is a good opportunity to leave." ”

Daozun said, "Are you okay? ”

Huo Quzhi said: "Get rid of the Fang Xiang clan who is blocking the way first, and let's go." ”

"Okay."

Dao Zun tightened the Dao Jian in his hand, and was about to urge his strength, but he saw that Huo Qu's way of dealing with Fang Xiang's clan was quite strange, and he actually opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of qi and rolled towards Fang Xiang's head-on.

The power is not very strong.

Daozun was stunned, at the juncture of fighting for his life, what is the use of this fluttering method?

What stunned Daozun was that Fang Xiang's counterattack against Huo Quai's offensive also didn't have much strength.

The power of the attack is weak, and the power of the counterattack is also weak?

Dao Zun had an idea, and he realized: "No matter how much force we use to attack him, he will use similar strength to fight back." ”

He remembered that he had fought the first blow with Fang Xiang's clan, and he had almost tried his best, and the strength of the other party was also equal. As a result of the collision, he almost vomited blood.

There is also Chi You fighting against him, and he is also evenly matched!

Could it be that against the Fang Xiang clan, it is his own power that is reciprocal on himself?

"Is this Fang Xiang's clan fake?"

Daozun said, "You exhaled to test him? ”

Huo Qu's temptation proved that Fang Xiangshi was a kind of mirror image, which was reacting on its own strange existence.

Dao Zun's thoughts flickered, and Chi Youbing's body had sunk into the shadow of Huo Quai's illness and disappeared.

And Huo Quzhi took out the symbol he used when he came in again, and included Dao Zun and himself in the symbol.

Not far away, Fang Xiangshi was recognized as true and false, and stood there in a daze, with a strange and incomprehensible expression on his face, as if he was crying but not crying, and as if he was smiling but not smiling.

He uttered a hoarse, low, somewhat indistinct voice: "Spotted ......"

He maintained a strange expression on his face, the formation patterns under his feet were staggered, and his body sank, disappearing into the formation patterns on the ground.

At the same moment, on the eaves not far away, another figure jumped up.

The figure was tall and dressed in bronze armor, and it was the bearer who appeared on the flanks of the front hall.

At this time, the symbol of Huo Qubing and Daozun entering rose into the air, rushed back and forth like a meteor, and flew towards the skylight on the top wall.

The bearer leaned back and suddenly projected the Changge in his hand!

That Changge roared through the air with a deafening sound of wind and thunder.

The spell flickered on Ge, and a dazzling halo erupted, rushing towards the symbol where Huo Quzhi and Dao Zun were.

Boom!

Huo Quzhi reached out from the symbol and grabbed the projected Zhan Ge, which was amazing!

The palm of its palm intertwines the lines of the military formation, coiled like a layer of armor, and the position where it touches the bronze Ge appears like sparks.

Below, the bronze armor on the bearer's body was also glowing, and dense incantations appeared on the surface, intertwining into a military array.

He was fighting against Huo Quai.

The power of the two, transmitted through Dage, collides!

Finally, Da Ge broke free from Huo Quai's grip, fell from the sky, and returned to the hands of the bearer.

And his projection of this Ge did not have an effect, preventing Huo Quzhi and Daozun from leaving.

The symbol broke through the air, and a distance of hundreds of zhang in a single breath came to the skylight of the top wall.

At this time, in the imperial mausoleum, the void was shattered.

The giant horns like a mountain occupy the entire imperial mausoleum space.

Under the giant horns, a dark golden pupil like a lake, with majesty, indifference, and a terrible pressure of defiance of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Huo Quai's soul seemed to be burned, and his eyebrows were about to crack.

Dao Zun felt something similar.

With their cultivation, just because the pupils below appeared, they felt that the divine soul was unbearable.

The pupils under the giant horns are the eyes of the ancestral dragon of all legends in Shenzhou!

Call!

Between the mouth and nose of the ancestral dragon, a slight breath overflowed, sweeping through the imperial tomb.

In the corner of the imperial mausoleum, in the ancient well that Huo Qubing entered, there was also a gas engine gushing. The entire Imperial Tomb was covered by a chaotic aura in a blink of an eye, and it was difficult to see the details inside the mausoleum.

Click!

The symbols where Huo Quzhi and Dao Zun were located were shattered by the impact of Long Wei.

And the two have not really left the imperial tomb.

Huo Quzhi released his own military formation and blended with symbols.

The symbol was delayed for a moment before it shattered completely.

It was at this moment that the symbol broke through the barrier of the imperial tomb at the skylight and broke away from the imperial tomb.

The symbol shatters and disappears.

Huo Quzhi and the two appeared in the basement room.

The whole process of entering and leaving the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is less than a hundred breaths of time, but it is a staggered life and death.

In the matching room, Liu Qing saw that Huo Qu was sick and came out safely, so he couldn't be reserved, and leaned closer to hold his arm, only to feel a little at ease.

"What the hell is going on with this Imperial Tomb?"

"What's in the well that you have to go into?"

"Why are you dodging after spitting?"

All three questions were asked by Dao Zun.

For the trip to the imperial mausoleum that was dragged in by Huo Quai's illness and almost died, Daozun was deeply resentful.

"Let's go out and have a look first, there should be some special changes outside!" Huo Quzhi said.

……

In the imperial mausoleum, after Huo Quzhi and Daozun left, the changes did not stop.

Zu Long glanced at the imperial mausoleum building below, and his lake-like giant eyes opened and closed.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the breath that gushed out of the well, like drinking water, and there was a slight burst of joy in the dragon's eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but the ancestral dragon retracted his head.

The void inside the Imperial Tomb was covered by a huge net-like array and slowly calmed down.

In the temple below, the bearer pushes the war back into the void in front of him.

He himself returned to the temple from which he had come from.

There were more than a dozen generals standing in that hall, each wearing bronze armor.

These more than ten people have different images, and the common point is that their eyes are closed, and there is no blood on their faces, like corpses, and they don't know how long they have been standing there.

The bearer walked in armor, and his steps were heavy.

As he walked forward, he glanced at several generals in the hall, his eyes changed slightly, and he was flooded.

Eventually, the bearer came to a position and stood alongside the other generals.

"The Emperor...... Where is it! ”

In the sigh of nothingness, a brand flashed on the center of the general's eyebrows, and a bronze ball rolled down.

The general became motionless, and the vitality of life disappeared from his body.

The round ball that rolled down from his eyebrows landed on a long bronze case, juxtaposed with more than a dozen other round balls.

The spell on the orb was dense, and the shimmer flickered several times, and finally it calmed down.

On the bronze plaque outside the hall, the ancient text of Qin Seal is written: "Point the general hall, protect the mausoleum!" ”

……

Outside the imperial mausoleum, a rhythm first gushed out from the ground of Lishan Mountain, and then quickly spread to the entire Qinling Mountains and rivers.

In the territory of Dahan, on this night, it was gradually affected by the ascent of a leyline qi machine.

The land of China is thus boiling.

"This change is because you entered the ancient well, which happened? Or is it because of the ancestral dragon? Daozun and the others came out of the ground and stood on a mountain, looking into the distance.

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