At the moment when the Great Array of the Imperial City of the Imperial Capital opened, the Meishan Ming Mausoleum shook violently.

Without waiting for Xu Beiyou to ask, Zhang Haijiu had already taken the initiative to speak: "The Great Array of the Imperial City has been completely opened, because the Imperial Tomb is connected with the Great Array, so we will also be subject to some fluctuations here. ”

Xu Beiyou was silent.

He had heard Zhao Qing mention this imperial city array, the upper bearing luck, the lower connected earth, relying on the entire imperial city, colluding into a formation, on weekdays will only open about one-third or half of the entire formation, if it is fully opened, it can resist the monks above the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, almost comparable to the power of the immortals.

At this time, the Great Array of the Imperial City was opened, and whether it was friend or foe, it could be seen how critical the situation outside was.

Xu Beiyou pointed to the top of his head and asked, "You don't want to stop those two great monks on the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal?"

Zhang Haijiu shook his head and said: "It's just a matter of sending yourself to death in vain, the top priority now is to hurry to the next floor." ”

Xu Beiyou was puzzled: "What's in the next layer?"

Zhang Haijiu said softly: "There are mausoleum guards, and there is also someone who wants to see you." ”

Xu Beiyou's face changed slightly.

Zhang Haijiu continued to ride his horse and said, "Let's go, we don't have much time." ”

The army moved forward again, but this time it shrank into inches, much faster than before.

In an instant, at the exit of this floor, there was a dark and bottomless cave, and the army stopped, leaving only Zhang Haijiu and Xu Beiyou to continue to move forward.

The nine-story mausoleum, one layer is more mysterious than the other, the reason why Qingchen and Bingchen can go all the way is because they are both in the cultivation realm of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, and even Qingchen has been faintly above the eighteenth floor, looking at the ancient and modern times, how many great monks of the eighteenth floor realm of the earth immortal will join forces to fight the enemy? Therefore, even if Xu Beiyou still has the realm cultivation of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal at this time, he still does not dare to fight the two head-on, I am afraid that he will have to be replaced by Shangguan Xianchen who is holding the immortal in his hand to reincarnate, after all, the Shangguan Xianchen of the year has long been beyond the scope of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, and has even risen above the eighteenth floor, becoming a living immortal, if it is not for the Nine Heavenly Tribulations and Xiao Huang, who came with the sword of the Son of Heaven one after another, otherwise there is no possibility of falling.

It's just that Xu Beiyou is too far away from that realm, with his current situation, he really can't think of how to deal with Qingchen and Bingchen, could it be that Emperor Xiao is really not dead, and he will take action himself?

Just when Xu Beiyou was thinking about it, everything in front of him suddenly became blurred, and then the world swirled.

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Xu Beiyou subconsciously closed his eyes, let out a deep and turbid breath, and took a step forward, which was to cross the gap between the two layers of mausoleums and successfully enter the next layer of mausoleum.

When he opened his eyes again, there was shock, doubt, panic, and fear.

The scene in front of his eyes is no longer the gloomy and lonely imperial mausoleum, but has become a huge courtyard, there are pavilions and pavilions, there are lakes and rockeries, it seems that a banquet is being held at this time, countless lanterns are hung high, the lights are bright, there are constantly maids shuttling back and forth along the corridor, intertwined like clouds, not far away there is a group of people waiting in a pavilion to stagger, happy to drink, a party of dignitaries and dignitaries of the night banquet.

Xu Beiyou looked back, Zhang Haijiu, who was supposed to be standing beside him, had disappeared without a trace, and he was standing on a rockery, alone.

Xu Beiyou hesitated, flew down from the rockery, and came to the corridor.

Two people walked towards Xu Beiyou, ignoring Xu Beiyou, one of them said to himself: "Yu Heng, you chose Zhixing at the beginning, and wanted to take advantage of his east wind to go further, but unfortunately he was not angry, not only failed to let you borrow the east wind, but almost dragged you into a situation from which you will never recover." ”

The other just bowed his head and remained silent.

Xu Beiyou was both surprised and surprised.

The twentieth of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, Li Chen, Feng Zhuguo, Dr. Ronglu, Yongxing Gong, the word Yuheng.

The sixth of the twenty-four meritorious heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, Min Xing, sealed the pillar country, the prince Taibao, the special Jin Guanglu doctor, Shen Guogong, the word knows the line.

If he guessed correctly, the person who had been silent all this time should be Chen Han, the twenty-first loyal and brave marquis of the twenty-first meritorious hero of the Lingyan Pavilion.

After the two passed by Xu Beiyou, they drifted apart. Xu Beiyou did not look back, but continued to move forward.

The closer you get to the pavilion, the louder the noise becomes.

Someone raised his glass and said loudly: "I once followed my emperor to conquer Shuzhou in the south, built after the Northern Expedition, entered the pass in the east, and fought in Dingding, if you talk about war merits, which of you can be comparable to me?"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately laughed and scolded: "The southern expedition to Shuzhou? As for the battle of Dingding, it is needless to say, only Wei Ban can lead an army alone, go hand in hand with our emperor, first break Xiangyang, then break Xiangfan, and finally break Jiangling, what is the matter with you?"

The man drank all the wine in the cup and laughed, "It's a pity that Wei Wen is not here. ”

Someone else smiled and said: "Although Lan Yu and Wei Ban are not here, but Min Zhixing is here, if you talk about qualifications, isn't it above you." ”

The man immediately said angrily: "Min Zhixing, if it weren't for the defeat of your army in Shaanxi, so that the Northeast army drove straight into Xiheyuan, so that our emperor's first southern expedition was undefeated and defeated, why would you have to fight the Dingding Battle in the future?"

Not far away, a middle-aged man held a wine glass and sighed.

Xu Beiyou glanced at the middle-aged man.

If he guessed correctly, this person should be Min Xing, the former head seal official of the Shaanxi Central Camp.

Min Hang glanced at Xu Beiyou, who had been moving forward, did not speak, turned to leave, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Xu Beiyou's face returned to normal and continued to move forward.

This seems to be a prosperous and lively place, there is no living person among all the people who speak, all of them are gloomy people, but they are not visible in this place where the yin is thick, if it is put outside, the yin qi on each body is enough to make the heaven and earth change color, and the yin wind roars.

As Xu Beiyou moved forward, some people in the pavilion began to notice Xu Beiyou, a living person who suddenly appeared here.

"This person is the one who opened the Ming Tomb?"

"It is this person, he is also the descendant of the Sword Sect of this generation, and he is also the third generation of my Great Qi's emperor and son-in-law. ”

"Then the sword behind him is Zhu Xian?"

Xu Beiyou turned a deaf ear to all these voices, and still moved forward step by step.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew, blowing the red lanterns and swaying, and the blue waves of the lake under the pavilion rippled layer by layer.

At this time, Xu Beiyou, who had no half of his body, tried his best to stabilize his body, and at the same time concentrate on his thoughts, so as not to let himself be blown away from his body by this howling yin wind.

This reminded Xu Beiyou of the scene when he was a child walking alone on the mountain beam, there was no shelter between heaven and earth, and the northwest wind blew violently on his body, almost making him unstable on his feet, and he could only half-bend over, almost climbing up with his hands and feet.

At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian priest dressed in a black crane walked out of the pavilion, and several people were still clustered around him, as if he was the owner of this place.

Xu Beiyou finally stopped and looked at the people in front of him.

He knew everyone and could call them by name.