Arkule's cold sweat was dripping, and he could feel the power of this sword, not to mention being hit, even if he touched it slightly, he was afraid that it would turn into ashes in an instant.

At this moment, the light in the rune array was magnificent, and it was difficult to hide the monstrous murderous aura, and the invisible swords gradually condensed, obviously wanting to kill those who came rashly.

There were no waves in the north of the night, and he still controlled the true qi to move quickly in the array.

Immediately, an invisible true qi erupted from his body, suppressing the invisible sword that was about to take shape.

For a time, the two forces resisted each other.

Arculle on the side was already stunned.

The ancestors still didn't say that they couldn't come to the king level, and even if they came, they didn't die directly.

This is a pit father, oh no, this is a descendant of the Kit Tar tribe.

But this can't be blamed, who would have thought that this is actually a Saint Realm level tomb with nine runes, if the ancestors of the Taer clan knew, let alone the king level, even if it reached the emperor level, they must not come.

"Ho."

With a light shout, Yebei exerted his strength again, and the speed of the true qi that was wandering on the array disk soared.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the bronze gate shook suddenly, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Immediately, the light above the gate slowly dissipated until it disappeared.

The smoke and dust cleared, everything returned to calm, and the originally dazzling cave suddenly became slightly dark.

"Broken, cracked?" Arculle asked mechanically, looking at the silent quaint gate.

Yebei nodded slightly.

"Hoo ......"

Arkule breathed a sigh of relief, not to rejoice for the rest of his life, after all, he had "died" once, but worried that Mr. Night would die here.

After all, that force just now was too terrifying.

"Fortunately, Mr. Night is here, otherwise, when Xiaoshan reaches the king level, he will definitely not be able to go back when he comes here."

Arkule couldn't help but be afraid.

"The Wind Queen's Qimen can indeed crack this formation safely, but it takes too long, I use my strength, although the time is greatly shortened, but it touches the formation mechanism."

Yebei spoke out and gave an explanation.

With Ye Bei's mind, he knew that the birth of the Holy Realm Tomb was bound to alarm people from the outside world, and he had to hurry up.

Click, click, click......

With a sound of quaintness, the bronze gate slowly opened.

There was nothing behind the door, but bluestone steps that led to the depths.

Yebei didn't stay, and directly dodged in.

The two of them went all the way down, I am afraid that they have reached a depth of 100 meters, and with the last step, there is a road in front of them that is almost three meters wide.

Slap, slap, slap......

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by flashing sparks, and on the wall, rows of long lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the surroundings.

The lantern is not inextinguishable for thousands of years, but because the ancients added white phosphorus to the lantern, which will burn when it encounters fresh air.

Whether it is the ground or the wall in the corridor, it is paved with bluestone, which shows the large amount of work, but compared to the nine-fold rune array that can be arranged, these are nothing at all.

Passing through the corridor, it suddenly became as bright as day.

Arculle looked at the scene in front of him and was directly stunned.

Even if it was the night north, it was a little stunned.

As if I had crossed over, there was an ancient scene in front of me.

Rows of soldiers in heavy armor and spears in their hands, behind them, some old women, and some children were playing and playing.

Although they are all made of clay, they are bright in color and vivid, just like a real person.

Yebei hurriedly released a true qi barrier at the place of the Yongdao, these clay figures have existed for at least three thousand years, and once they are contaminated with fresh air, they will lose all color in an instant.

Obviously, these old people, women, girls and children are the relatives of the tomb owner before his death, and they are copied here to accompany him.

"Mr. Night, are these real people?" Arculle looked at such a realistic clay figurine, and for a moment he was in a trance, suspecting that these were all real people wrapped in clay.

If that's the case, it's cruel.

Yebei didn't answer, and walked forward, passing by these terracotta figurines that were three thousand years old.

Finally, stop in front of a child.

It was a little girl, about four or five years old at most, with pigtails, running forward at the moment, holding a ball in her arms, with a cheerful smile on her face, and several slightly older children chasing after her.

Yebei stretched out one hand, wanting to touch the girl's face gently, but just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly stopped, not daring to move forward half a minute, for fear of breaking it.

Because, behind these clays, there are real people!

When you are alive, you are poured by clay!

Yebei couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

How cruel is such a method!

But Yebei knew that this must be the helpless move of the tomb owner, in the troubled times of the Warring States thousands of years ago, once he fell, he could not protect his family, and he was afraid that he would die tragically at the hands of the enemy in an instant.

I am afraid that the way of death will be far beyond this.

After all, the ancient punishment caused by the death method is simply appalling!

For now, at least, their family is still together, for the rest of their lives.

Yebei got up slowly, carefully shuttling through the noisy "crowd", not far away, a coffin was quietly placed in the east of the tomb, strangely, there was no lid.

There were gold and jade and a lot of treasures in the coffin, but these Ye Bei didn't care, his eyes looked at the two bamboo slips, and the void picked them up.

One of the volumes introduces the life of the tomb owner, whose name is Zhao Qian, one of the seven heroes of the Warring States Period, a general with full strength in the Holy Realm, in charge of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and has made great achievements in his life.

However, at the end of the bamboo slip, there is a passage written in seal characters, which roughly means.

Being able to enter here is enough to prove its strength, and the things in the tomb can be taken casually, but don't touch the people of its terracotta figurines.

Yebei chuckled and opened another bamboo slip.

As soon as I opened it, two words came into view.

Sword Soul!

This is actually a Saint Realm-level exercise!

You must know that once a king-level exercise appears in the outside world, it is enough to cause turbulent waves, and an emperor-level exercise is even more difficult to find.

If the Saint Realm level exercises are released, I am afraid that it will cause chaos in the world!

Yebei stood in front of the coffin and stared at the bamboo slips for thirty minutes, without moving.

Immediately, the true qi in the palm of his hand surged, turned into flames, and directly burned the bamboo slips to ashes.

The content has been engraved in my heart, and this "Sword Soul" technique can no longer stay here, or even in the world.

If not, it will inevitably cause chaos among the warriors in the world.

Ye Bei looked sideways, not far from the girl who was holding the juju girl just now, a middle-aged man in a blue-brown robe, leaning over and squatting slightly, spreading his arms, and smiling lovingly.

Although it has been wrapped in clay, the chest is slightly concave, and it is obvious that the original body is afraid of a hollow, and its location is the heart.

This person should be the owner of this tomb, Zhao Qian.

"Let's go up." Yebei withdrew his gaze and whispered to Arcule.

Zhao Jian gave a "sword soul" in exchange for a family reunion here, how could Yebei bear to disturb him.

As for what Zhao Jian said, the things in the tomb can be taken at will, and there are countless treasures of gold and silver utensils, and Yebei will not touch one of them.

As the two left, the everlasting lights in the corridor slowly went out, and everything returned to calm, and this world belonged to them alone.

However, at this moment, the only entrance to the outside world of the Haledan Forest, above the lake, black shadows galloped down.