The sword intent of the Tearful City contains infinite killing intent, which can cut off a single vitality, but the King of Great Liang has incarnated into a heavenly corpse, and he is no longer a living person. The difference in martial arts between the two is also the abyss, but the body of King Liang is not so bad that it is not damaged.

After twisting Wang Fuer, the tears fell into the city, and he did not fight with the king of Daliang, but only circled around in this eighth-layer underground palace, and now he has transformed into a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy Wang Fuer, who is about the same size as the tears and the city.

Tears are taller among girls, but the young man Wang Fu'er turned into is relatively thin, in order to avoid the black fist of King Liang, Tears can only be beaten horizontally and pick him up.

The two ran out dozens of zhang away, relying on the complex terrain of the underground palace to throw the slow-moving King Liang away. Wang Fu'er sneered and said: "I can do it myself, and it's really indecent to be so twisted like a girl." ”

Tears poured into the city, ate and smiled, put down Wang Fu'er, and the two heard the sound of heavy footsteps not far behind them, and knew that King Daliang was chasing after him, and no longer stayed in place. Wang Fu'er ran a few steps, but burst into tears, almost shoulder to shoulder with him, and took one step at a time, with a wonderful posture.

"I'm the king of the White Moon Clan, Shifang, I don't know what your name is?"

Tears fell into the city, and he seemed to have a good impression of Wang Fu'er, and said with a smile: "I am a disciple of Yaochi, and tears fall into the city. I was on the order of my master to travel the world, and I heard that Zang Yeling of the Qixu tribe is the number one female master among today's young generation, and I was about to go to her to try the knife. ”

Wang Fu'er was a little cold behind him when he heard this. Ai Ai said: "It is said that Zang Yeling is the Valkyrie of the Qixu Clan, and her martial arts are unparalleled in the world. The Five Prisons Sword Sutra practiced is one of the five mythical-level martial arts in Middle-earth Divine Prefecture today, and every time he encounters a challenge, he never leaves a mouth alive. Are you sure you'll win, Miss Tears, and what if you're not careful?"

Tears poured into the city and said with a shallow smile: "Thank you Shifang for your concern." But if Zang Yeling wants to cut it down, I must not have that ability. This time, it is said that she will go to White Moon City to participate in the Frontier Festival and obtain the position of the city lord of Nalan City, which originally belonged to her father. ”

"It turns out that this time the Frontier Grand Ceremony Zang Yeling will also appear. It is rumored that this Valkyrie of the Qixu tribe is extremely beautiful, and I have a good eye. Wang Fu'er had heard people mention Zang Yeling several times, and she was quite curious in her heart, so she said it casually.

Tears poured into the city's expression. His tone became cold. "Zang Yeling is very famous, but I don't know if her appearance matches the rumors. Wang Fu'er smirked and scolded himself for being too careless. "How can anyone boast of a girl's good looks in front of her? I must not offend this murderous woman by talking nonsense. ”

Tears fell into the city, as if she was looking for something, Wang Fu'er had a flexible mind, and immediately thought of a way to redeem her favor. He said to the Tears Falling City: "Since the Great Liang King found the body of the Heavenly Corpse here, there must be something related to it. I think that the building of this underground palace is designed according to the innate six paths, and theoretically there should be a floor below. ”

Tears poured into the city, and when he heard this, he was really distracted and forgot about the unhappiness just now. He asked, "So how do you say you should search?"

Wang Fu'er smiled slightly. He stopped and reached out to carve on the ground. Although he studied fine arts, he also had a great interest in some ancient buildings, and painted many architectural landscapes and renderings. Art and design have never been separated, and he has also studied some of the construction of houses and palace buildings.

"The ancient underground palace can't be built with symmetry, the central axis radiates the remaining columns, and after observation, I think this place should be like this......"

Wang Fu'er explained a little, and the tears were already a little clear, and said: "According to what you said, this should not be the place where the original owner of the ancient tomb parked his coffin, and the ninth floor is it!"

Wang Fu'er nodded and said: "According to the rules, the entrance to this ninth layer must be in the middle of the east, the so-called purple qi comes from the east, and the corpse qi degrades, so that the owner of the ancient tomb will not become a ghoul even if it lasts for thousands of years." Otherwise, there is no need to be buried. ”

Tears poured into the city and nodded that it was Wang Fuer's eloquence that gave the language humor and vividness, which was one of the means that he used to soak in the major departments of the Academy of Fine Arts when he was a dead college student. Girls are the creatures that are most easily moved by words, and tears are no exception.

According to Wang Fu'er's speculation, the two found a strange statue after going around the maze for more than half an hour. When Wang Fu'er saw a line of words engraved in front of this statue, he read it softly.

"The sun is not clear! The six rides of the qi and the birds fly together. 90,000 miles from north to south, the territory is criss-crossed. Longevity of 3,000 years is not old, and all the elixir is drunk. There is no desire to die and no mourning. Drive thousands of cars to ride once defeated. The glass was shattered, the frost was resisted, the concubine was captured, and Pingguo was a prisoner of the rank and could not be humiliated......"

Seeing this, Wang Fu'er already knew a little bit about this, this was about an ancient king with hundreds of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and his people were defeated by the enemy, which made him very miserable. It's just that what 3,000 years of life makes Wang Fuer quite puzzled.

"I've heard that if you can break through the upper limit of the first grade cultivation and step into the realm of gods and demons, your longevity will be greatly extended by hundreds of years, and I've heard of it. Is it an exaggeration to say that these 3,000 years of immortality are too old? If so, this ancient emperor's skill is so powerful. ”

Seeing that Wang Fu'er was stunned, he gently patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Look at what is written on this." Is there a way to get to the next level?"

Wang Fu'er smiled and said, "This one has to be found." ”

There are also many burial places in the ancient cemetery palace, but there are never gods and statues. There are many doctrines in Middle-earth, but religion is not very prosperous. Even the Great Landa Temple only worships the ascended predecessors of the temple and reveres them as Buddhas, but does not worship some ethereal gods.

Therefore, Wang Fu'er did not have any respect for this statue. Transporting the Ten Directions Slash Circle, countless Xuan Ice Knife rings were swung out, and the idol was instantly cut into countless pieces.

At this moment, the strange laughter of the Great Liang King faintly sounded again. Tears poured into the city, patted Wang Fu'er on the shoulder and said, "I'll go and lead that guy away first, you find the entrance, and I'll come back." ”

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