Feng Jiu Ge came to the center of the underground palace, at this time hundreds of oil lamps in the underground palace suddenly lit up, looking up, I don't know what was hanging above, countless bright stars, the sky was full of stars, the sun and the moon on both sides of the east and west were shining, echoing from afar, like a dream.

There is a huge dragon-shaped building ship directly below, on which there are five floors, and each floor attic has nine doors, implying the ninety-five supreme.

The hull should be nearly 100 meters long and forty meters wide, decorated with gold powder throughout, resplendent in gold, presumably where the coffin of the first emperor is, and the things needed should be there, Feng Jiuge boarded the ship from the stern and walked straight to the first attic.

Feng Jiu Ge concocted a bloody hand on the copper door, the copper door automatically opened, and at this time, thousands of soldiers in black armor pointed at Feng Jiu Ge with their blades, and a chilling killing aura came to his face, cutting Feng Jiu Ge's skin painfully, and he was forced to take two steps back.

"It is worthy of being an ironclad army that swept through Liuhe and looked down on the eight desolations! A thousand people have such a might, if it is 10,000 or 100,000? It is unimaginable!"

Feng Jiu Ge was only a little better after he used the exercises to resist, but the-for-tat aura made it difficult for him to take every step, and after finally stepping close to the palace, those ironclad soldiers turned sideways on both sides and made way of a two-meter aisle, and the iron-blooded murderous aura suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers were all wearing masks, and their bodies were tightly wrapped up and down, only their eyes revealed a ghostly light, Feng Jiu Ge just glanced at it with his afterglow and didn't dare to stop, and walked quickly past and climbed to the second floor.

The second floor is the palace of the pilgrimage of hundreds of civil and military officials, similar to the TV series, hundreds of officials are divided into civil and military kneeling on both sides, on which is the first emperor of the ages, he holds the hilt of the sword in his left hand, presumably it is the first sword in the world at that time - Tianwen.

The hundred officials are similar to the terracotta warriors, in addition to the more refined workmanship, there are more substantive official uniforms, and the first emperor is sitting on the dragon chair, Feng Jiuge wants to see the style of the first emperor but can't get it, it looks like it is through a layer of frosted glass from a distance, and it is still the same after getting closer.

Feng Jiu Ge would not be reckless enough to blaspheme the emperor's prestige, and after bowing respectfully from ten meters, he walked up to the third floor, the third floor should be the first emperor's bedroom, and the palace maids and concubines were faintly visible through a few bead curtains, Feng Jiu Ge did not dare to be abrupt, and walked up to the fourth floor quickly.

The fourth floor should be a palace for discussing the country's military and political affairs, with tens of thousands of ancient books on display on the shelves, the bamboo slips are very high, and there are many rooms inside, Feng Jiu walked one by one, there are more than ten rooms.

In the last room, I saw the first emperor sitting on the bookcase, and then it should be the territory of the Qin State at that time, nailed to the wall with an animal skin about four meters long and three meters high.

At the head of the First Emperor sat two people and four people stood. All six of them were wearing armor, and none of the five were wearing helmets, and their faces were clearly visible, except for the general on the left side of the First Emperor, who was wearing a helmet, and the true face of the First Emperor was still unreal at this time.

"At first glance, it was the general at that time, and the right hand of the first emperor should be Wang Qian, one of the four famous generals of the Warring States, and only he has this qualification to sit, except for South Korea, the other five countries were destroyed by him, and the meritorious service is world-famous, and the Son of Heaven treats him with a teacher, and he has this qualification. ”

The other general was actually on the same level as Wang Qian, or even slightly ahead, because he sat on the left hand of the First Emperor. Could it be that the head of the four generals, the god of killing-Bai Qi, killed 400,000 soldiers of Zhao State, and established the status of Qin's first power in one fell swoop, perhaps because he was not the general of the First Emperor at that time, so he did not show his true face. ”

"The following should be famous generals such as Meng Tian and Zhang Han. ”

Feng Jiuge looked at it for a moment and found that there was nothing unusual and walked to the top, thinking that since the master said that he would know, there would naturally be hints, and the things he needed must be at the top, and he suddenly felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

In the end, there are only nine statues on the fifth floor, although history says that Qin Shi Huang claims to surpass the three emperors and five emperors in his merits, and he is the first emperor in ancient times, but it can be seen here that he also has great respect for the three emperors and five emperors, and the statues of the three emperors and five emperors are juxtaposed with himself.

After Feng Jiuge saluted one by one, he walked down the floating ladder to the highest place of the building ship, the dragon's head.

"The heir of the three princes is finally here?"

When Feng Jiu Ge came and stepped on the dragon's head, an old and hoarse voice sounded.

"Are you the First Emperor?" Feng Jiu Ge hurriedly took a few steps back and left the dragon head.

"Definitely. The first emperor has gone immortal, and I am the ancestral dragon of China. ”

"The third queen pays tribute to the ancestral dragon on behalf of Feng Jiuge!" Feng Jiuge saluted respectfully.

"Why did you come this time?"

"Dare to ask Zu Long to show up and talk in detail. Feng Jiu Ge saluted again.

"The ruined body is gone, only the remnant soul survives. ”

Although Feng Jiuge was surprised in his heart, he didn't inquire much, so he could only tell the truth about the purpose of coming this time.

"Surrounded by strong enemies, has the ancestral land really become fish and meat......

Zu Long explained that there are only three things that can be used here, and at this time, a sword inserted in the middle of the dragon's head, the Xuanyuan Sword, is made of the materials of the Three Emperor Ding, which is more than Tianwen, and is worthy of the name of the world's first sword.

But as soon as this sword is taken away, the sun, moon and galaxy above the dungeon will fall, and the dungeon will be destroyed, and at the same time, the sword qi of Xuanyuan Sword will be inserted on his own dragon ball, and he will not know how many years he can live, if he does not die, Huaxia luck will still be there, and his descendants will be endless.

Therefore, these two things cannot be taken for the time being, except in the case of life and death. Then the rest is the two eyeballs of the dragon head, these two eyeballs are taken by the first emperor after breaking the two dragon veins and placed here, one can continue the luck of the Chinese millennium, and the other is that if you don't take it, it will be taken away by the enemy, so the first emperor takes the first step.

Feng Jiu Ge looked at it, only to see that the two dragon balls should be more than one meter in diameter, thinking about how to take them, and finally asked, "If the junior takes it away, will it affect your luck in Huaxia?"

"Naturally, there is, but it can be beared, the enemy is current, and the three queens should take the dragon balls and go quickly. ”

After the ancestral dragon's voice sounded, the dragon ball embedded in the dragon's eye gradually changed to the size of a fruit dragon's eye, and came to Feng Jiu Ge lightly, Feng Jiu Ge carefully caught it, bowed deeply, and said solemnly, "This battle will live up to the ancestral dragon's trust!"

"I am also entrusted by others, I can't afford it, I hope that you will triumph and continue the luck of China for two thousand years. ”

The ancestral dragon's voice was still echoing in the dungeon, and the dragon ball light in the Fengjiu Singer suddenly bloomed and covered it, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared outside the dungeon.

Feng Jiu Ge quickly came to the foot of the mountain to meet Yi Keke, and after the two sides nodded tacitly, they rushed to the battlefield without saying a word.

"Hopefully it's still time. ”

Along the way, Feng Jiuge's face was solemn, his eyes were resolute, and he was careful with Coco, and he was relieved in his heart, "This is what a manly man should look like." ”