251 Iron Guards in front of the palace

Qin's light figure. *, ★ a stone puppet that silently sneaks through the ruins of the Imperial Mausoleum. As well as flying in mid-air from time to time. A flying thunder that makes a "crunch" sound.

The Mausoleum of the Holy Emperor is a lower city. Numerous defenses. The streets and pavilions are all available. Although it is not inhabited by monks. But. There are plenty of funerary goods here. It was used for the burial of the monk of the Yuan period who claimed to be the Holy Emperor.

As for why the Holy Emperor wanted to build such a huge mausoleum for himself. It's not something that ordinary monks can guess.

The Holy Emperor Immortal Cultivation Realm is a rather ancient Immortal Cultivation Realm. The monks here are the best at making weapons and puppets. Among the burial objects in this imperial mausoleum. Naturally, there are a lot of items related to these. It is said that the secret method of making weapons that is now circulating in the Spiritual Mist Cultivation Immortal Realm. Many of them were spread from the Holy Emperor's Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Back then, the Holy Emperor Spirit Mist Heavenly Dome Origin Wanyue Lake Four Great Immortal Cultivation Realms were in battle. This imperial tomb was breached by the monks of the other Three Realms. More than half of the burial goods in the imperial tomb were looted. Only a small number of items were left behind. In addition, the ruins of this imperial tomb have a hidden passage. Every four or five years, monks come in. Most of the funeral items here have been looted. It's not easy to find spiritual treasures in waste.

Ye Qin tossed in a half-collapsed pavilion. Try to find a relic or two in the dusty ruins.

He didn't expect to find any good treasure in this ruin. But here comes a trip. You can't come in vain. Find something that will work for you.

It took half a day. Revealing his happy hands, he dug out a sealed red sandalwood box from the corner of the wall. Sweep away the rotten mud. "Click" opened, and the wooden box contained three gold-like and paper-like things.

"Huh. This is a secret scroll from ancient times?"

Ye Qin was stunned. He had seen one of this kind of secret scrolls in the chaotic Fang City. The owner of the house said he had found it from the ruins. Hide it like a treasure. He opened the secret scrolls and looked at them.

"The Complete Refining Scroll of the Sky Cannon". ”

"Stone Puppet Refining Scroll". ”

"The Complete Mapping Scroll of the Flying Thunder". ”

Ye Qin recognized the words on it. But this scroll making process. It's very complicated. He looked at it but was confused. Muttered a few words. Put these heavy volumes in the storage bag. Although I may not use it myself. But it doesn't hurt to keep it.

He continued to rummage through the ruins of the pavilion for a while, but his good fortune seemed to end there. Aside from the occasional excavation of some skeletal remains of unknown years, no further relics were found.

After a long delay in the ruins of this pavilion, there was no more harvest. Ye Qin decided to go to the center of the Imperial Tomb City. Join Shi Hanyang, the leader of the Sunset Sect, and other monks.

After all, he really didn't come here to find spiritual treasures. It's for Shi Hanyang.

Shi Hanyang is a nine-story peak monk who built a foundation. The strength of the Chaos is second only to the monks of the Five Great Golden Pill Ancestors. Risking your life to come to the ruins of the Imperial Tomb. It must not be for the sake of finding one or two spiritual treasure items that are not very useful. The only reason this person is here. It is only possible to break through the bottleneck of the coveted golden pill. Compared with breaking through the bottleneck of Jindan. Everything else is secondary.

Although Shi Hanyang had never told outsiders the purpose of his coming here, almost all the foundation building monks on this trip knew it and wanted to see what Shi Hanyang was doing here.

Ye Qin also had this idea. Just about to leave.

Dozens of feet away from the pavilion: suddenly there were a few slight hums. There were also angry rebukes. Then there was silence. Ye Qin's body suddenly stiffened when he heard the sound. The next little fades into the darkness on one side. The whole body breath is astringent.

It won't take a while. A middle-aged man dressed in brown. Endured the sharp pain of a sharp blade weapon stuck in his chest. A woman in green came over with one hand in her arms. Throw it on the corner of the pavilion.

"Mean woman. It's ruthless enough. But it's a pity. There are still three points left to kill Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu has long known that he is in front of Jindan Avenue. People will not be moved. It's not so easy for me to plot. ”

The brown-clothed man endured the severe pain and pulled out a sharp blade magic weapon with a barb. Quickly tapped a few meridians on his chest. He used his mana to treat the bleeding wound. Yin Measure's cold voice said a few words. He leaned over and searched the woman's body. Pull out a couple of storage bags from her waist. The Divine Sense probed. See the piles of precious raw materials inside. A satisfied smile suddenly appeared.

"I didn't expect you to prepare a lot of things. The items that Lao Tzu brought. Plus these bags of your items. It should be enough for Lao Tzu to exchange for a knot gold pill and come back. Wait for the old man to succeed. You can't do that. You can rest assured. Lao Tzu will not forget your good:. The man in brown took a break. I changed my clothes. After probing around with his divine sense. Quickly left the pavilion, the ruins.

Ye Qin was silent. Coldly glancing at the cold corpse of the woman. He didn't come forward to investigate.

The man in brown just now. He was a little impressed. He is the leader of a small sect of chaos. A high-ranking monk on the eighth floor of the foundation period. This is too low-key. Ye Qin thought about it for a while. Only then did I remember his name.

The woman in the clothes is closely related to this person. It seems that the man's partner. The sample is not low.

It's just that I don't know why the two of them suddenly turned their faces at this time. One dead and one wounded.

Ye Qin shook his head secretly. Quietly exited the pavilion.

Speaking of which. This chaotic sect leader is really worthless. As long as a foundation building monk with a little bit of strength. can pull dozens of Qi cultivation period cultivators. Claiming to be a sect of so-and-so.

Ye Qin spent half a day. Walk through a large area of the Imperial Mausoleum. Come to the palace wall in the center of the Imperial Mausoleum. The walls of this palace are five zhang high. Just climb over this palace wall. Enter the inner palace.

Outside the walls of this palace. Sitting cross-legged in twos and threes were seven or eight high-ranking foundation-building monks. They were in no hurry to enter the inner palace. The brown-clothed man, Hui, was among them. With a cold face. I don't see anything unusual about him.

There are no stone puppets and flying thunder kites that come close. All the Flying Thunder Kites only patrol the mid-air of the ruins of the outer city. Stay away from this inner palace.

It seems that this inner palace. There is an unusually dangerous aura hidden.

Ye Qin's arrival. It was a surprise to him, a high-ranking monk in the foundation building period. Dare to break into the inner palace. You have to have a lot of strength.

Shi Hanyang couldn't help but glance at Ye Qin a few more times. Said.

"All those who ventured into the ruins of the Holy Tomb. I hope I can get the most out of it. In the ruins of this urban area. Look carefully for three or four days. You can definitely find less to gain. If you venture into the inner palace. Naturally, you can get more and better things. But this inner palace is in the middle. A hundred times more dangerous than the ruins of the city outside. The courage of the little brother though not. But with your low-level cultivation. Just look for it in the ruins of the city outside. There is no need to go into the inner palace. If you follow us into the interior. I'm only afraid that there will be more luck and less luck. For a little greed. Lost his life. You can't draw it. ”

"Brother Shi. Since I have come. Naturally, I want to look around the ruins. A puppet in the inner palace. It shouldn't be more powerful than the Flying Thunder, right?"

Ye Qin glanced at the quiet inner palace. Said calmly.

"What is the Flying Thunder Kite. The attacks of these wooden birds were only compared to the attacks of the monks of the upper foundation period. We have limited time here. The Sect Master is just bothering to dwell on them. Compared to those puppets in the inner palace. At best, they can only count as a few appetizers. This imperial mausoleum is the mausoleum of the infant monk. How can there be only a puppet guard as low as the Flying Thunder?"

Shi Hanyang laughed.

"Brother Shi, don't scare this brother. There are only a few armor puppets in the inner palace. Since this little brother wants to go inside and take a look. There's nothing wrong with that. Ma Yan clasped his hands to his chest. Leaning back against the palace wall. Said coldly.

The crowd fell silent.

In the blink of an eye. A day had passed since they had been waiting at the palace gate. But one after another appeared near the palace wall. But there were only about twenty foundation-building monks. The rest of the monks did not come here. Those who want to enter the inner palace. It should all be there. Monks who don't want to enter the inner palace. It is estimated that they are still looking for spiritual treasures in the ruins of the Imperial Tomb City. If you can find a few treasures. It's not worth the trip. After all, not everyone is willing to go to the inner palace to die.

Ye Qin was thinking about Ma Dongyan's "several armor guards in the inner palace". Just these few armor guards blocked a group of high-level monks from the outside and did not dare to enter. He didn't think those guards were easy to deal with. Degree of danger. It's definitely several notches higher than the flying kite.

"That's almost enough to deal with those guards. Let's get in. ”

Shi Hanyang glanced at everyone. Suddenly, he stood up.

Eleven foundation-building high-level cultivators. Nine foundation-building mid-level monks. Three foundation-building beginner monks. They leaped over the five-zhang high palace wall. Entered the Inner Palace. Obviously. Their small group was almost the strongest of the monks.

appeared in front of Ye Qin. It's a huge palace.

And in front of the palace. Quietly an ironclad guard.

Not bad. There is only one.

It's this Iron Guard. A group of monks stayed outside and did not dare to come in for a day.

This ironclad guard exudes a cold breath all over his body. Squatting motionlessly. It had been squatting here for at least forty or fifty years. The body was covered with a thick layer of dust. It almost blends in with the entire façade in front of the temple. Overgrown with moss.

When more than twenty monks climbed over the palace walls. When it appears in front of the central palace of the Imperial Tomb.

It looked up slowly. There was a flash of red light in the helmet.

"Click". In his hand, he clenched a jet-black meteoric iron marksmanship. Slowly stood up. A cloud of dust fell. It is as high as ten feet. Horizontal spears stood in front of the temple. It moves slowly and is not flexible. Look. Want to enter the palace. It's not okay to get past it.

"This is the Iron Guard in front of the palace. The Sect Master had fought against it forty years ago. Joined forces with other monks to destroy it once. I didn't think it was back to the way it was. It's just that I don't know if its strength has changed from forty or fifty years ago. Ladies and gentlemen. Which of you would like to give it a try?"

Shi Hanyang said coldly.