Although the former dynasty has been falling apart for nearly a hundred years, the worship of the dragon in the previous dynasty has long been deeply rooted in the government and the opposition, and even the common people subconsciously silence the dragon when they talk about it, as if as long as their voice is louder, they will offend the face of heaven.

This divine creature, hidden in the clouds in many legends, has the power to move mountains and seas, and when he passes by, all living beings bow their heads to worship.

Naturally, in the hearts of everyone, the divine dragon has long been an immortal existence.

Do dragons die? How do dragons die?

But when this piece of dragon scale was placed in front of them, many people couldn't help but make a judgment.

Zhuge Wanling closed his eyes and said, "In this world, what is immortal?"

This seems to be the best answer to the death of the dragon, and it is also the most euphemistic explanation. It's just that Qin Ke looked at Zhuge Wanling blankly, and the moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the confusion and incomprehension in Zhuge Wanling's eyes, and in this incomprehension and confusion, there were large wildfires burning.

Qin Ke thought of Wang Xuanwei and said before, Zhuge Wanling's heart was like a fire burning, and sooner or later one day he would turn into war horses and soldiers and set foot all over the world.

He seemed to be looking for something. But what exactly?

Nobody knows.

Wang Xuan looked at the dragon scales slightly, and said with some heaviness: "In this world, there is indeed no immortality, and the longest life is only a hundred years. Sometimes, I often ask myself, what is the meaning of what I have done in this life?" he removed a piece of fabric from his cuff and wrapped around the scales, which still contained a huge power, so great that it could even change many things.

"But!" Wang Xuanwei raised his voice and roared in a low voice, "If I don't do anything, what is the difference between death and death?

He turned his head, looked at Zhuge Wanling, and said, "Mr. Zhuge , I know that you and I will definitely see each other one day in the future, but at that time, we may not be friends, but enemies." ”

Zhuge Wanling watched Wang Xuanwei slowly wrap the dragon's reverse scales and put them in his arms, and the peaceful power of Zhongzheng was wrapped in a thin cloth, like a well-behaved sleeping baby, and smiled: "Don't you take me back to Jicheng?"

Wang Xuanwei shook his head slightly: "You and I both know." Now is not the time. ”

Gao Changgong on the side laughed loudly: "Then I have to remind you, if you don't take him away now, I'm afraid that there won't be such a good opportunity in the future." ”

Wang Xuan looked at Gao Changgong quietly, and said slowly: "General Gao, one day, I look forward to facing you in front of the battle." ”

"I'm so young, maybe you won't be able to get out of bed on that day. Gao Changgong joked with a smile.

Wang Xuanwei didn't care about Gao Changgong's evasion, but still said: "I will never break my word." But I hope General Gao can also remember what Wang once said. The black rider of the Mo family will have to compete with the ghost rider of Qingzhou sooner or later. ”

Qin Ke, who was lying on Abu's body, listened to Wang Xuanwei's words, and always felt that it was not very tasteful, speaking of which, he was coerced by him to enter the tomb of King Ye tonight, and he was in danger along the way, and almost lost his life, and now he finally saw the real treasure in the mausoleum, although he knew that this treasure could not fall into his hands, but Wang Xuanwei's words, like an eviction order, sounded a little harsh.

Now that the treasure is in hand, we can leave with us, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Ke sneered: "Don't be too happy, we are all still trapped in this place, this stone henge alone is enough to give you a headache." ”

Wang Xuan glanced at him slightly, with indifference in his eyes, and the moonlight shone down, outlining his contempt.

Qin Ke was furious: "What do you mean?"

Zhuge Wanling smiled at Qin Ke and explained: "Since it is a formation, there must be traces to follow, and the key is only whether the traces are in front of you. Before entering the stone henge, Mr. Wang and I could not see the whole picture of the stone henge, so naturally we could not judge. And now, this stone henge is centered on this sarcophagus, and the operation law is naturally clear at a glance, since the law is mastered, this stone henge is insignificant. ”

Zhuge Wanling said firmly, and Qin Ke naturally knew that these two people had attainments in miscellaneous studies, so he didn't dare to question it, but he still asked a little unconvinced: "What about those big snakes? ”

Gao Changgong laughed loudly: "Don't you still understand? Where are the snakes that are General Wang Xuanwei's opponents? His opponents have always been us." Just now, with just a wave of his hand, Xuanweizi was able to devour the giant python completely, no matter how strong the one-horned python was, it would be difficult to stand alone in front of the black knight and General Wang. The reason why he retreated in front of the python was because he hadn't really seen anything yet, and of course he had enough spare strength to deal with us. Now that he's got his hands on it, is it hard to get out of this tomb?"

Qin Ke was stunned, along the way, Wang Xuanwei's strength can be said to be vividly displayed, although it seems a little overshadowed by Gao Changgong, but despite this, he still recognizes Wang Xuanwei's strength.

But he never thought that this was the result of Wang Xuanwei's stay.

He lives in a small mountain village, if he didn't have such a mysterious master, I'm afraid that he would not be able to learn any cultivation method in this life, and he has not seen a few masters in the past few years of practice.

Could it be that the people outside the mountain are all perverts in terms of cultivation, and now the masters are no longer worthless? Qin Ke thought with some sadness.

If anyone knows what he thinks at the moment, I'm afraid that I will sigh that the child is naïve. Wang Xuanwei and Gao Changgong are a few masters in this world, and their strength comes from themselves, not from any external factors.

Qin Ke compared them with himself, undoubtedly going astray.

"Don't move. Abu suddenly felt that Qin Ke on his back was a little restless, he turned his head, and his hands still didn't dare to relax, "What do you want?"

Qin Ke didn't speak, his eyes were solemn, he didn't know where the strength came from, he broke free of Abu's hand, slipped down on his broad back, and landed on both feet.

Not only does the art of Xunfeng give him great concealment, but he is also more sensitive to sound than many others, so he can catch many sounds that others can't.

It's just that the voice was too subtle, too easy to ignore, and even he had to pay full attention. Somehow, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Click" "Click"

Qin Ke's ears heard that voice, as if something was rubbing slightly, in fact, the mausoleum was built in the belly of the mountain, there must be some subtle sounds, maybe it was the sound of the flow of groundwater, or the crooning of bats, such a clatter sound was really nothing.

But Qin Ke felt that the sound came from a very close location, and as for where it was, he couldn't be sure.

"Click" "Click"

The voice gradually sounded, and even the frequency was much faster. Qin Ke finally felt that his ears could probably distinguish the direction of the sound, and listened attentively.

But soon, the sound grew stronger to the point where others could hear it.

"What sound?" Abu said uneasily, "as if ...... is from ......"

Qin Ke also looked at that place, and everyone's eyes stayed on that place.

Qin Ke finally understood.

The sound came from another closed sarcophagus.

"Click" "Click"

This sound is still continuing, but the movement is getting louder and louder, Qin Ke is a little creepy, this seems to be the sound of digging stones with his fingernails?

"Mom. Qin Ke said in horror, "King Ye said that he was going to be resurrected, is this really resurrected now?"

Wang Xuanwei's eyes were slightly awe-inspiring, looking at the sarcophagus in the yin fish, collecting yin qi to ensure that the body does not rot is a very harsh practice, although yin qi has an immediate effect on the protection of the corpse, but under the long-term influence, the corpse will gradually be transformed by the yin qi and become a ...... Something like a demon.

And King Ye set up two sarcophagi and put them in the clothed mound in the Yangyu sarcophagus, naturally to prevent this from happening.

But why did this mechanism fail?

"Since there is a mound of clothes in the yang fish to suppress the yin qi, why ......" Wang Xuanwei was slightly confused, but soon turned sharp again, he waved his hand and signaled the two black horsemen to control Zhuge Wanling, and then, with a flick of his sleeve, "Xuanweizi" flew out of his sleeve again. It's just that compared to the earlier time when they were in the stone henge, the number of genvino has dropped sharply again, and now there are less than half of them left.

But Qin Ke could clearly feel that the remaining less than half of the Xuanwei was the strongest part of all the Xuanwei Nanos!