However, Changqingzi didn't let the light shine in his hand for too long, and at the same time as he forced those ghosts back, he pointed his finger towards the closed stone door, and the flying sword suspended in front of him flew over. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info immediately heard a loud sneer, and the stone gate that was several feet thick turned out to be like an ordinary wooden plank, and it was forced to cut out a hole by Changqingzi's natal flying sword. Then Chang Qingzi didn't delay any longer, his palm returned to the ball of light, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, he rolled up Huang Chang again, turned into a sword light, passed through the hole, and flew out towards the outside of the mausoleum again.

A few more ghosts had the audacity to chase them out, but most of them remained in the hall, clearly comfortable to be back in the shadows. They danced, they laughed, they sang, they roared in unison, echoing the roar of the mausoleum itself:

"The Emperor's Army...... Crushed...... Enemy of the Emperor!"

This was the last voice Huang Chang heard, and although there were still some obstacles in the entrance corridor after that, Chang Qingzi didn't even lift the sword escape state at all, no matter what he encountered, he would hit it headlong, and then smash it and rush out - this was the strength of the sword escape monks in the state of "human and sword unity"! Almost nothing could stop them.

In the end, when they finally ran out of the gate of the mausoleum, those ghosts actually followed out in hot pursuit, but then they hurriedly shrank back in the miserable hiss - I don't know if Changqingzi is a good time, at this time it is noon the next day, under the brilliant sun, even if the Pangeng Demon King personally chases it out, I am afraid that he can only retreat with hatred.

............

After rushing straight to the sunny place, Chang Qingzi finally lifted the sword escape, put Huang Chang down, and at the same time let out a long breath of turbid air - the "exercise" just now was not too intense for him, but it was a bit laborious to bring an ordinary mortal to play the sword escape after all, you must know that even among the Fa Yuan Immortal Masters there are not many people who can do this.

After getting rid of the trouble, he finally had time to educate the disobedient apprentices:

"Ah Chang, do you know what mistake you made just now?"

"Yes, I was a pig teammate...... I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know what was going on at the time, so I pressed it in a daze. ”

Huang Chang honestly raised his hand to plead guilty, if he was a copy of the game in his previous life, he would definitely be kicked out of the team. Fortunately, Master is now making a special trip to "bring a trumpet", rather than the usual team treasure hunt. Criticizing him is not to complain, but to remind him:

"You know, Ah Chang, back then, we were looking for someone to form a team to explore the secrets. I'm afraid it's the kind of scheming and greedy people, but this kind of person is better to be wary. The second fear is that I meet those guys who seem to have no problems, but their hands and feet are faster than their minds, and they cause trouble for no reason, which does not count as harming themselves, and often affects others. ”

"Understood, Master, 'I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates', fortunately, Master, you are wise and martial, and you haven't been affected by your disciples, hehe. ”

Seeing that Huang Chang's mind was very clear, Changqingzi didn't dwell on this matter, and saw that he actually slapped himself on the back in turn, and couldn't help laughing:

"With your kid's ability, it's very early for me to be involved. Since I dare to take you down, I am naturally sure to take you out. But this time, there are still a few people who are unlucky...... Hey, so when it comes to praying mantis catching cicadas, it also depends on the ability. It's not that hiding behind others will necessarily reap the benefits, and there is a good chance of being involved - you have to remember that, Chang. ”

At this time, the two of them were standing on the ground, but they could feel that the underground mausoleum was still shaking slightly, and it was obviously still making noise inside. Chang Qingzi glanced at the entrance of the tomb of the black hole, shook his head and said:

"It will take a while for this mausoleum to be opened, and it will not be until all the blood and food of the sacrifices inside have been swallowed before another group of people will be put inside. ”

Huang Chang also roughly understood what was going on in this underground mausoleum, but there were still some questions that he didn't understand:

"Doesn't that mean it's not the time for the teleportation array to open?"

"The teleportation array will not be opened when the time comes, but there is no limit to the sacrificial blood food. As soon as a living person enters the core of the mausoleum and circulates the altar for a week, the mausoleum will be in sacrificial mode, and all the living creatures in it will be sacrificed to the ghosts in the tomb, which is one of the reasons why the Guardian Witch Circle has been able to operate for thousands of years and still be effective. ”

"In those days, when the Yin Shang Dynasty was in power, every time a war was won or there was a major event, the tombs of the previous generation of emperors had to be sacrificed, and how to sacrifice them?---that is, a large number of prisoners of war and slaves were driven into the tombs, mainly concentrated in the central sacrificial hall, but even if they ran to other places, it didn't matter. Anyway, as long as the presiding wizard opens the altar in the teleportation room, the mausoleum will naturally devour them clean. ”

"Every time the teleportation array is opened, will those who want to teleport in also have to experience this sacrificial killing?"

Changqingzi smiled and nodded:

"Yes, even if the Shang kings of the past dynasties turned into demons, they were also the kings of ghosts, and their requirements for sacrifices were not low. Generally, the weak are not qualified to be teleported over at all, they can only be used as nutrients for the Tomb Guardian Witch Array, and only those who are strong enough to survive the attacks of many Yin Spirits and Demons will be teleported over as blood food suitable for the Demon King - the Witch Array will also choose. ”

When he said this, Changqingzi suddenly looked at the mausoleum again, and sighed softly:

"If no living people enter, it is estimated that the witch array of this mausoleum will become invalid sooner or later. However, every ten years or so, there are always many greedy people who go inside to hunt for treasures, and although there are very few successful people, their bodies and souls provide sacrifices and nutrients for the mausoleum, so that the witch array can continue to operate, this is undoubted...... The wizards who designed these mausoleums back then had a very good grasp of human nature!"

Huang Chang only heard it creepy, and then looked at the mountain mausoleum mound in front of him, and felt that this big tomb mountain seemed to have become a living creature, and the tomb of the black hole was a bloody mouth. When I went down before, I relied on the master by my side, and I didn't feel anything wrong at all, but when I escaped from it at this time, I couldn't help but feel afraid.

Fortunately, he has gained a lot this time, and he should have seen it all, and he got another opportunity. Finally, I saw the horror of this mausoleum as a whole, and experienced the feeling of a sword flying away...... It's a full load.

And Changqingzi is also very satisfied with this result, and since he has achieved his goal, he does not want to stay in the cemetery any longer. Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was still good and the yang energy was sufficient, he took Huang Chang out of this valley.