It's so dark, there's really no light at all. This is Xu Lanhui's first feeling.

"Where the hell is this?" she said, holding the lyre in her arms, looking around a little dazedlyur.

Suddenly, a wisp of flame emerged from Yan Nameless, and a strong light shone on her face, making her can't help but turn her face slightly.

"Little thief, what are you doing?" and when she got used to the light, she saw the handsome young man with a dusty face at first sight.

"I'm not a thief, I'm the son of the stars who save the world!"

Although Yan Wuming felt that the woman in front of him was extremely beautiful, and it was even difficult for him to look away, as soon as he heard the word thief, he couldn't get angry.

"You, the son of the stars, can't even beat me, and you can save the common people. Xu Lanhui snorted lightly, but her eyes were full of brilliance. Even Uncle Su's cultivation didn't dare to say that he would save the world, let alone this thief who couldn't even beat himself?

"If I Yan Wuming hadn't fought with those evil killers, and most of my spiritual power would have been lost, how could I not be able to beat you!" Although he had been cultivating for a hundred years, being defeated by a woman made him difficult to mind after all.

"Just blow it. With the help of Yan Nameless's spell, Xu Lanhui began to explore this mysterious dark space. As far as the eye can see, the surroundings are confused. But she could clearly feel that the strong signs that had been brought to her by so many days were meant to guide her to this place.

Yan Wuming saw that she ignored herself, and she was bored, holding the flame in one hand, she swept the ground, and the surrounding space suddenly opened up in an instant.

"There's a mechanism there. The young man in Tsing Yi flew with his sword, and an illusory sword shadow burst out from his hand, cutting towards the silk thread that had just shone.

The blade is over, and the thread is broken!

The source of the silk thread, the ancient merman oil that has been burning for hundreds of thousands of years, has flowed down. In an instant, two rows of bright lights illuminated the pitch-black space along the way, and there was no end in sight!

When looking at the surrounding scene, Xu Lanhui and Yan Wuming were both shocked by the mural in front of them.

"Is this the legendary real dragon?" Yan Wuming looked up at the huge dragon claws hidden in the clouds, exuding a faint golden color. He was also one of the few dragon veins in the Eight Desolations Realm, and the moment he looked at the dragon claws, he even had a feeling of soaring for nine days.

"This should be the legendary Human Emperor's Mausoleum, and it doesn't look so powerful. Compared to these two people, the knight wearing a hat in the space of another dragon claw mural is much more relaxed.

At his feet was white clay. Compared to the road where Xu Lanhui was located, which was paved by the most common black soil in the Eight Desolation Realms, Ximen Tian looked a little weird here. However, for him, who is well versed in the way of the five elements, of course he knows that the so-called white soil refers to the west in the direction of the five elements.

"I haven't followed the Emperor, and I certainly don't know what happened next. "Since witnessing Ximen Tian's extremely rich experience and amazing identity, Yin Sword no longer refers to the Human Emperor as its former master, but assists him wholeheartedly.

Since the Human Emperor Mausoleum was built, it means that the leaders of the human race hundreds of thousands of years ago had either already ascended to immortality, or they could not resist the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and were finally buried in the center of this imperial tomb.

"I'm more worried about who is going ahead of me. "The moment Ximen Tian saw the teleportation vortex, he knew that there was more than one person in this person's imperial tomb.

The catastrophe of the Eight Desolations Realm is approaching, and the Human Emperor Mausoleum begins to pull all the immortal cultivators who are connected by blood at this critical point. It stands to reason that all dragon vein hosts may have been pulled by the underworld.

"Whoever stands in my way will die. In the long corridor, the figure of the chivalrous man faded away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Although he had recognized the fact that Su Qin's soul was scattered, every time he thought of her voice, he couldn't help but feel sad. He wants to refine the emperor's soul and sacrifice Qin'er with the soul of the evil dragon!

Therefore, the Yang Sword and the Dragon Vein are bound to be obtained! Ximen Tian, there is no way to retreat!

As everyone knows, in the Mausoleum of the Human Emperor, all those who should come have come, and those who should not have come have come.

"Yang Owl, how did you convince the Emperor. "Charm and Yang Yu walked side by side on the slightly damp green soil. This time, the two great immortals of the waning moon were all dispatched, followed by dozens of masters of the waning moon cultivated by heaven and man!

"The Emperor is about to be born, the seal has been broken, and it coincides with the chaos of the heavens, and the human emperor, as the existence of the seal, will naturally expose his last place of residence. I say that I can borrow a dragon vein, of course. ”

There is also a faint golden light on the body of the yang owl. He only needs to follow the guidance, and he will definitely be able to lead the masters of the waning moon to the deepest part of the Human Emperor's Mausoleum and take away the human emperor's dragon vein.

"It's just that I didn't expect this human emperor to actually set his resting place here. Mei Yu chuckled, full of disdain for the so-called Human Emperor Mausoleum.

How did they know that in order to pursue the legendary realm, the Dragon Emperor of the Immortal Realm went through the Tribulation of Chaos and finally fell to the Mortal Realm. The dragon vein fell in Kunlun and turned into three main veins and extended outward.

In ancient times, the emperor and the human emperor each held one, and they were invincible except for each other in the Eight Desolations. Ever since the Emperor was defeated by the Terrans and sealed in the Spirit Binding Abyss, the Human Emperor has been looking for the last dragon vein. It turned out that this main dragon vein had long been rooted in the earth's veins and turned into a part of the Heavenly Dao.

This man's imperial tomb was built on the main vein that could not be used by the dragon vein.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and this time, before the emperor is about to arrive in the Eight Desolation Realms, the appearance of the Human Emperor's Mausoleum does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse......

"Look, there's an enchantment there!" After walking hundreds of miles all the way, Xu Lanhui finally saw the faint light emanating from the depths of the road.

"Arrived?so soon?" Yan Wuming followed the claws of the real dragon on the mural, all the while searching for the existence of the dragon's head. Hearing Xu Lanhui's words, Shen Nian spread out.

"Sure enough. The young man in the cyan suit showed an excited look and hurriedly rushed over.

"Yan Wuming, wait for me!" Xu Lanhui also turned into a streamer and followed closely. In this short time together, she had a good impression of this young man who could both brag and have faith.

Yan Nameless attached his hand to the enchantment, and the power of the pure dragon vein communicated with the main dragon vein in the enchantment.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared, and when they appeared, they were already stepping on the loess. In front of them was a huge furnace. The mural on the top of the furnace is the dragon's head!

"You are really a person from the waning moon, don't want to take away the things of my clan emperor!" Yan Wuming saw at a glance the chivalrous man who wanted to take away the Yang Sword.

"Juniors are looking for death. Ximen Tian saw Yan Wuming, and his face turned cold.