Tens of thousands of huge stone bricks on the ground were surging like waves for a while, and all the remnants of the earth soldiers were buried under the waves formed by the 10,000 catties of giant bricks. A few people from Tianzong walked lightly on the brick surface on their toes, and they didn't need to rely on the external force of the flying sword to protect themselves.

After Bai Ze's aura dissipated, the mechanism finally began to operate, and seven identical-looking portals appeared out of thin air under the tall dome that resembled glass, and with the passage from the previous arrival, there were eight portals.

Tianzong was only a labyrinth built by the craftsmen who built the mausoleum in the first place, so as to confuse and delay the people who broke into the tomb to enter the tomb. It's just that before they can explore the path with flying swords, "people" will come out of each portal. There are not many people coming out of each portal, the most are two adjacent portals, each out of nine people, one door in the nine people are tall, wearing gold and red two colors of majestic armor, holding a hexagonal fine copper long mace. The other nine were thin, in tattered clothes, with sunken eyes, and the nails of their hands and ten fingers were as sharp as knives, nearly a foot long.

The other six gates, including the passage through which the crowd came, had similar visions.

There is a brilliant and magnificent imperial palace pulled by six tall horses, and a middle-aged man with a lofty spirit in the imperial palace sits with his back against the jade dragon chair.

There is a thin old man in a Taoist robe with a sword on his back.

There is a beautiful woman with her hand holding Qiulan's waist and wearing emerald green bamboo branches.

There was a young man holding a slender halberd, and a white tiger beside him was majestic.

There was a child with black and gold eyes, and his hands matched the color of his eyes, faintly surpassing the terrifying power of the four-legged beast that had fallen recently.

There was an old woman who was extremely ugly, with wrinkles like snakeskin scales, and stood in a strange posture, like a strange snake in the shape of a human, and from time to time spat out a red tongue of astonishing length.

Liu Longchi said casually: "These people have shriveled and black skin, and they are lifeless, and they have obviously been dead for a long time! This visit to the tomb is really a 'surprise'!"

Sikong Shen flicked the three-foot Dao-style iron sword in his hand, and explained with rare care: "This is an ancient exotic method of making corpses, which requires a huge amount of precious rare pills and precious treasures, and has gone through nearly a thousand processes, and it is rumored that it can preserve the corpse for nearly three successes when it was alive. ”

Tianzong stared at the eighteen strange people who lived next to each other and quipped: "These benevolent brothers look at the bones Qingqi and show talents, even if they are alive, they are also handsome images who can stop crying. It is... Not... Like a person!"

Sikong Shen nodded, pointed to the nine people on the left who looked like hungry ghosts and said: "This is a ghost clan, which has lived under underground caves all its life, and there seem to be a few survivors in some deep mountain caves in the world. They don't know words, they are gluttonous, and their ancestors have the blood of lewd apes and gluttons, and they are indeed not of my race. He pointed to the tall man on the other side with wide mouths and protruding eyes, shoulders and long arms, "These are the descendants of the lowest lich! The lich, who claims to be in the same breath as heaven and earth, has never appeared in the history of the human race, and it is impossible to verify whether these alien races really have lich blood. It's just that it will never be as easy to deal with as Fang Cai's Diyuan soldiers who only rely on Bai Ze's breath to survive!"

Liu Chongming, who was getting smoother and smoother in his body, was eager to try, and saw that his father, who had never been stingy with his qi, actually closed his eyes and recuperated, swallowing long and slowly, accumulating internal breath. I calmed down a lot. At this moment, the great river of qi veins in his body is the time to "develop", so there is no need to absorb external breath into the sea of qi, and there is a majestic atmosphere in his body, which is mysterious and wonderful. Such a great river of qi veins is enough to reach half of the Divine Sea. It's just that no matter how talented a qi practitioner is, it is difficult to open up another big river in his body, so there are very few martial artists who are willing to give up the transformation realm and stick to the qi cultivation realm since ancient times. Of course, the Liulong Pond, which can open up a full twelve rivers of qi veins, can be generalized by common sense.

Tianzong took the cold light soft sword handed by Yi Liyi, smiled knowingly, and nodded invisibly. Yi Yayi drank a few sips of water, wrapped a few pieces of Kui Niu tendons hidden under the clothes, and a few pieces of Kui Niu tendons were wrapped in the joints and worn at the joints, this thing is extremely tough, and the rope made of it is the master of the realm of binding a product, and it is also breaking free. The cow tendon is woven into a thick wrap and sleeved into the joint, which seems to prevent injuries and avoid damage, but in fact, it is extremely inconvenient to move, and the few pieces of cow tendon wrap he removed are thick and tightly bound, and the ordinary body martial arts do not say that they can move freely after wearing, that is, after putting it on, they can not be crushed by the huge force of the bones, and they can already be called the world's first-class King Kong body.

Untying the shackles on his body, he is naturally afraid of paying attention to these living dead people in front of him. Yi Liyi is most interested in the little doll with black eyes and gold hands, it doesn't matter whether the strength is strong or weak, it is just a gathering of similar things, Yi Liyi feels that if he fights with him, he will definitely be able to use his fists and kicks happily.

Tianzong carried a sword and a sword on his waist, quite a master's demeanor, approached Sikong Shen, and asked, "The first strike is stronger?"

After the merry Confucian entered the mausoleum, his nature of being a Confucian outside and a tyrant on the inside was fully revealed, and his tone was quite cold at the moment, and he asked rhetorically: "Do you think that if you take the lead, you will be able to gain the upper hand?"

"Or else?"

Sikong Shen sneered, and sneered: "Can't you see that this is the Eight Gate Dunjia?

Tianzong put the thumbs of both hands against the end of the handle of a sword and a sword, and said with a dashing and confident demeanor: "So powerful? Can't deal with a group of living dead people who rely on the activities of the internal organs? And the old arithmetic that the charlatans are most familiar with when they are captured, it is hard to say whether they can exert their power and become a formation?"

Sikong God said impatiently, "You go and try?"

Tianzong shut up in a daze. The light in his eyes flashed away, and no one noticed.

"The number of the eight gates is rest, open, shock, death, Jing, Du, injury, life, and the introduction of Liuhe, Baihu, Xuanwu, Jiudi, Jiutian, Tianyi nobles, Teng snake and Taiyin, the eight gods also; Although Yagami appeared, the 'threads' hidden behind him were intricate and easily impossible to sort out. On the battlefield, the martial arts masters who can block the enemy by arranging the formation of ordinary soldiers are willing to use these zombies to set up the formation, and the power can be small?"

Tianzong thought about it seriously, these dozens of living dead people are very tricky to deal with alone, if they still know how to arrange troops, it is really in response to the words often said in the mouths of women in the market, "It's just not going to let people live!"

Yi Yayi exhaled a breath of cyan turbidity, twisted his body slightly, the bones in his body crackled, and wisps of essence seeped out from the depths of his muscles and flesh, bringing unimaginable terrifying power to his entire body. Whether it is the divine will exhaled by the Yuan Infant or the breath generated by the sea of qi, they are all transformed into essence nutrients that nourish the muscles, flesh and bones.

Among the five people, Liu Chongming was a halfway monk who deviated from the established eternal road of martial arts such as refining the body, practicing qi, and transforming gods, and after abandoning the first product of the god realm, he turned into the qi training realm, and successfully created a majestic atmosphere. And Yi Yi Yi is a little different, Yuchuan Zhuang since ancient times is to take the most arduous temper of the thorny path, whether the children in the village can become a master of the stream in the future often has little to do with talent, the only requirement, is to be able to endure the pain, endure the hardship! Yuchuan Zhuang can rely on the temper as the main way of cultivation, to become a country's great sect is not easy.

Although Yuchuanzhuang has adhered to the sheep intestine path of calcining the body for generations, it cannot be independent and untainted. For example, the generation of Yi Yayi, the owner of the Shaozhuang, has both cultivated qi and transformed into gods, although in the end it is still used to feed the body, but it is very different from the real "manpower" of the human race who first realized the occult arts.

The red-clothed monk Master Mu beside the little prince Lin Wutao is probably the one who really gets "manpower", he doesn't need to rely on the breath of God, nor does he forcibly temper his body, but he has a great desire in his heart, invincible in his heart, and naturally invincible in the world!

This is also the main reason why "manpower" is becoming weaker and weaker nowadays, and even in the martial arts, there is only a slightly related refinement body as a hypocrisy to obtain the bottom position, and there are traces of qi training and transformation of gods, on the contrary, this "manpower" that originates from the human heart is too elusive, how many people in the world can ask the truth?

The nine ghost clans that looked really terrifying like ghosts moved, and their actions were driven by the internal organs, but the speed of the rush was still largely preserved to the advantage of their lives, and in the blink of an eye, the speed of the nine ghost clans actually climbed to a level comparable to that of a flying sword.

There was a roar of fierce horses, and the six horses that dragged the emperor untied the reins and gold sets of their bodies, and rushed towards the five of them together.

Yi Yayi stepped out of a big pit with both feet, and took a step to meet the horses.

The left shoulder collided with the horse's chest, and the xenomorph horse that had been dead for tens of thousands of years was like hitting a copper wall, and the horse's hooves were slightly stagnant and then smashed by Yi Yayi's punch and flew out more than ten feet away. Another horse had already arrived, and as he approached, he kicked out his hind hooves on his side, and Yi Liyi raised his arm to block it, and this hoof did not fall on his chest, but was also kicked upside down by the great force.

The horse that had been thrown out struggled for a moment before standing up, a dent where it had been hit by its fist. Yi Liyi shook his arm that was a little numb, thinking about the weight of the kick.

This is a ghost clan suddenly appeared from the left back, its prostrate movement on the ground changed in the blink of an eye, its body bounced up like a grasshopper, stretched out its hideous mouth with a hundred hook-like sharp teeth, and pounced straight at Yi Yayi.

Fortunately, with the help of the Heavenly Sect, the six dragon whisker strings formed a bundle, causing the long whip to be thrown out like a heavy whip and whipped on the ugly ghost creature that was less than six feet long.

The ghost clan was suddenly swept by a huge force, and its body changed from shooting forward to moving horizontally, and when it landed, the nails of the five fingers of both hands were deeply pierced into the solid surface of the boulder bricks, and the ground was cut ten sharp openings several feet long.

The nearest three-headed ghost clan around it turned and pointed in the direction of Yi Yayi, and pounced on the same kind of person who couldn't sneak up on him.

Before Tianzong could retract the dragon beard string, there was an amazing force at hand to pull him forward slowly. Because the previous ghost clan opened its mouth and bit the six dragon whisker strings, the other three of the same kind gave assistance, and also used their mouths to tie the silk. The four beasts were nailed to the surface of the ground, and Tianzong not only couldn't recover the dragon whiskers for a while, but was pulled by them.

Simply giving up the six filaments in his hand, Tianzong drew his sword with both hands and took out his sword, and his body crashed into the four alien ghost clans who were about to die before they had time to pull out their fingernails.

The cold light sword shook Tianzong's cold face more and more solemnly, and the black black knife that Tianzong temporarily named "Tibetan Black Knife" was powerful and heavy, and in three more steps, the ugly head of the ghost clan at the front could be cut off with a swing of the knife.

A tall horse thrust into a foot without warning, and when a horse's head suddenly shook into his eyes, Tianzong jumped high, and his heart flashed with shock, and then he woke up. In the final analysis, these free-moving horses and ghosts are dead creatures that rely on the activities of the machines implanted in their bodies, and naturally they cannot reveal the slightest vitality, and with their seamless cooperation, even the inspiration of the Yuan Infant cannot capture the actions of all the living dead. Some individuals who swim in the outer ring are captured, but due to the long distance, the qi is weak, and they will only mistake it for a stirring air current, which makes people unguardable.

Tianzong's posture was outstanding, and he floated down beside Sikong God in a dashing manner. Seeing that several ghost clans were pulling the dragon whisker strings that they had to abandon temporarily, and even sucked them into their mouths and chewed them, their faces turned dark.

"Did your ancestors who guarded the tomb leave a single word explaining how to break the formation, or where the mechanism in the body of these living dead is?

Sikong Shen used the skill of moving mountains between raising his hands, lifting a big horse, but was broken free from the invisible shackles, and the big horse re-landed from the air and slowly paced, approaching Sikong Shen in a long way.

Tianzong was worried, this thing could actually break free from the invisible divine will. From this suffice it to conclude that they must not have relied solely on mere action, for no telekinesis in the world could create a divine consciousness that could only be born from living creatures.

Unless their divine will is imprisoned in their bodies before they die, refining the primordial infant into a jar that stores divine will!

Of course, Tianzong also has a lot of doubts, that kind of alien ghost clan is just that, how come these six big horses also know how to use divine will, could it be that they will be the first-class masters who raised Yuan Ying in the Divine Sea before their deaths?

Sikong Shen said solemnly: "After the Ancestral Spirit Pagoda, it can be regarded as really stepping into that person's mausoleum, and the Sikong family has been adhering to the immortal tomb for generations. All the factors that might threaten the Immortal Tomb must be removed, so even if there was a method to crack this formation, it would have been discarded and destroyed long ago!"

Tianzong seemed to smile helplessly, but his eyes imperceptibly glanced at the blue gold cloth bag that Sikong God had been carrying with him, and Sikong Shen had taken out a Qi Nan wooden box, an iron birch box containing a pot of lotus, a night pearl that was exactly the same as the water-repellent bead illuminated by the tomb, and an indigo big-bellied gourd that could not hold enough water.

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Exhaling a mouthful of depressed and turbid air, Tianzong held a sword and a sword to kill the four-headed extremely ugly ghost clan who tirelessly tore and fought for the chewing dragon whisker strings!

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Pink Eater: How do I vaguely hear someone saying bad things about me behind my back?