"Let's go, let's leave the fog clan alone, let's go directly to the imperial mausoleum of the Daqian Dynasty......"

After sinking the Fog Clan's warship with one blow, Ye Xun immediately ordered to finally rush to the imperial tomb of the Great Qian Dynasty immediately.

He asked Bai Feifei to make a move, just to give these fog people some colors to see.

so that they don't come and disturb themselves to explore the Imperial Tomb.

Of course, if these fog people don't know what to do, they come to make trouble.

He didn't mind either, and got rid of them all.

Anyway, now, there are Ye Hongli, Bai Feifei, and Xu Hezi in charge,

Even a venerable-level powerhouse like the Ancient Emperor of the Netherworld, Ye Xun can kill,

In this extraterritorial world, unless there is a great Venerable-level powerhouse, otherwise, no matter who comes, Ye Xun is not afraid.

......

"Hey, hey, got it!"

Bai Feifei beckoned, and the Ninety-Nine Supreme Temple shrank to the size of a palm again, and quickly flew back.

She squinted her eyes as she looked at the Mist Clan battleships that were constantly exploding in the distance, and her face was full of pride.

"Let's go ...... now"

Zhang Zhongyong finally recovered from the shock and immediately led everyone to board the low-altitude flying machine.

Galloping towards the Imperial Mausoleum.

......

On the other side, many of the exploding Mist battleships were struggling, shouting and escaping.

Among them, there is a powerhouse who has stepped into the realm of saints with half a foot, the White Mist King of the Fog Clan.

The White Mist King was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a white robe, and his body was full of fog.

He got news today that the Mausoleum of the Great Qianhuang of the Primal Star, which had been closed for thousands of years, seemed to be abnormal.

It should be related to the legendary Primal Hallows.

So, he personally led a warship to the Primal Star to find out.

But unexpectedly, as soon as the battleship entered the Primal Star, it was smashed to pieces by a sudden huge palace.

The White Mist King, who had been napping in the battleship, was awakened.

At the critical moment, he escaped from the battleship in time, suspended in mid-air and looked at the constantly exploding battleship, and his lungs were about to explode.

As soon as he came to his senses, the surviving commander of the battleship immediately reported:

"Report to the king, the spies found out that a very strange Terran woman attacked us just now......"

"It seems that she is using a very strange holy weapon, and that holy weapon, big or small, looks like a palace......"

"After the woman succeeded, it seems that a group of Terrans fled to the northeast in a flying machine......"

......

"Hallows?"

As soon as the half-step saint White Mist King heard the word holy weapon, his eyes immediately widened and he became interested.

The anger in his heart was half extinguished at once.

The commander next to him continued: "King, should we call for help immediately, snatch the holy weapon, and avenge the dead brother......

When the White Mist King heard this, he immediately shook his head: "The other party used the holy weapon to destroy our warship in one fell swoop, what do you take to take revenge?"

"To dare to destroy our warship is to show us our muscles, so that we do not spoil their good deeds.

It shows that the other party must be the strongest, and he is not afraid of our retaliation at all.

Even if we moved to save lives, I am afraid it will be difficult to cope. ”

The White Mist King was scheming and figured out the key at once.

"Then so many of our clansmen died so inexplicably?"

The commander looked at the White Mist King with a bitter expression.

The White Mist King pondered for a moment: "Of course you can't die in vain, you give the order to go down, tell everyone to abandon the battleship, quickly assemble, ambush, and wait for my order to ......"

"Also, pick a team of elites and come with me to keep up with those humans and see what they're up to?"

"You said that they went to the northeast, did they go to the Great Qianhuang Mausoleum, did they also find something strange about the Imperial Mausoleum?"

The mist rose up and down the White Mist King's body, and a pair of eyes stared into the distance, thoughtful......

......

Half an hour later, Ye Xun and the others had already come to the sky above the former capital of the Daqian Dynasty, Yuancheng.

Judging from the scale of the broken arm and ruins of Yuancheng, this Daqian Dynasty must have been a prosperous dynasty.

And in this way, almost all of them were reduced to a pile of ruins.

After being eroded by the wind and sand for thousands of years, only the outline of the year can still be faintly discerned.

The aircraft slowly flew over the Yuan City, and gradually came to the north of the Yuan City.

A treasure land of feng shui by the mountains and rivers.

It's just that the original mountain has been eroded by the wind and sand, and only a small dirt bag remains.

The original river has only a dry riverbed.

But under this land, the twelve emperors of the Daqian Dynasty are still sleeping.

"For thousands of years, countless people have come to steal and excavate the tombs of these emperors.

According to the information we have recently gathered from various ethnic groups, eleven of the twelve imperial tombs here have been stolen and excavated.

There is another one, which is still intact.

This mausoleum is the third emperor of the Daqian Dynasty.

The Great Qian Kingdom, the most eloquent emperor, the strong man of the Sage Realm, the southeast of Qian.

It was he who single-handedly pushed the entire Daqian Dynasty to glory.

It was also after his death that the Daqian Dynasty declined rapidly.

When the aircraft landed, Zhang Zhongyong had already told Ye Xun what he knew.

Ye Xun nodded, his eyes locked on the mausoleum that had not been stolen.

"This mausoleum has not been excavated for thousands of years, in addition to the fact that the owner of the tomb is a saint, the more important reason is that the mechanism of this mausoleum and the way it was built ......."

"Looks like we're going to be twilight thieves today......"

As soon as he fell from mid-air, Ye Xun had already made a decision.

Along the way, his mana had been restored.

So he once again urged the yin and yang eyes to investigate this emperor's mausoleum that had not yet been stolen and excavated.

Soon, he had a general understanding of the structure of the mausoleum.

"Bai Feifei, thank you, in the northwest corner of this mausoleum, smash it hard......"

Ye Xun had already found the key location to open the emperor's mausoleum.

Bai Feifei nodded, excited again.

It was the first time she had done such a thing as a tomb robber, and she was inevitably a little excited.

At that moment, he immediately urged the Ninety-Nine Supreme Divine Temple, shrunk to a size of twenty meters, and slammed into Ye Xun's position.

Rumble!

A large hole was directly knocked into the ground.

Underneath the Great Cave, a huge dungeon reveals the tip of the iceberg.

This dungeon is made of very hard rock.

It is mixed with a powerful defensive formation, and ordinary people can't find the doorway, so they can't open it at all.

Instead, it triggers the traps in the mausoleum.

But Ye Xun found the key with the yin and yang eyes.

Then, with the Ninety-Nine Supreme Temple, a corner of the underground palace was directly broken.

"Find a few brave ones to go down with me, and the others will stay outside......"

Ye Xun gave an order.

Zhang Zhongyong and Shen Bingyan immediately selected a few capable players from their respective teams.

Led by Ye Xun, a total of thirteen people, entered the underground palace from the gap where the dungeon was smashed out.

The underground palace is very spacious, and it is completely a small underground palace.

In the palace, the carved beams and painted buildings are beautiful, and the scenes of mountains and rivers are carved everywhere, and there are many precious funerary goods.

But Ye Xun was not interested in these things at all.

His only attention was the imperial coffin at the core of the underground palace.

It was a very strange rectangular coffin.

The coffin seems to be made of 10,000 tons of boulders.

There are all kinds of strange birds and beasts carved on the outside.

Ye Xun didn't care about it so much.

walked up and pushed the outer layer of the coffin open with a slap.

Then, I opened the inner coffin board and took a look.

Sure enough, there was the corpse of a man wearing a dragon robe with his face covered.

Sure enough, it was the remains of a saint.

The third emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, a strong sage, Qiandongnan.

Call!

At the same time that Ye Xun looked at the remains, the remains of the saint seemed to be "looking" at him.

Immediately, the body suddenly sat up.