"Yes, only the speed of a high-level teleportation charm can dodge the reaction of the Iron Guard, and others may not be able to do this. Moreover, you are the only low-level monk who builds the foundation, if you want to follow us high-level monks into the Imperial Tomb Palace, you must make a contribution, and you can't follow it in vain. Otherwise, you must leave now. We don't need useless people here, you can think about it yourself. ”

Si Chenggao said in a cold voice.

The other monks all looked at Cheng Yunfan with cold eyes.

Cheng Yunfan was depressed, and now that he had the lowest level of cultivation, he naturally became the most despised among the monks. Either rush ahead and be cannon fodder, or get out of here now. He hadn't even gone in to take a look at the palace in front of him, so he was naturally unwilling to leave like this.

After being silent for a while, Cheng Yunfan agreed, and flew down a distance of more than 200 zhang, attracting the attention of the iron guard, Si Chenggao, Wen Yanbo and other monks immediately scattered and followed Cheng Yunfan to dive down.

The monks struck again, and a variety of magic weapons and spells of various systems blasted over. Bundle Immortal Rope, Heavenly Luo Net, Earth Emperor Bell, Wind Red Wind Rope, Water Dragon Rope, Earth Dungeon, Ice Giant Ice Pick, Red, Blue and Yellow Spell Lights Explode and bloom on the Iron Guard.

In the end, it couldn't bear the pressure, and fell to its knees with a bang, suppressed by more than a dozen confinement spells of various departments. After being bound by the Immortal Suo and the Heavenly Luo Suo, a huge Earth Emperor Bell pressed down, completely covering it to the ground.

The ironclad guard in front of the hall was "sealed" by all the monks, even if it couldn't kill it, at least it could not move. If it wants to be planted from the seal, it will have to wait for the imprisoning spell to fail and the magic weapon to lose its effectiveness.

There were no casualties this time, and they successfully sealed the ironclad guard in front of the hall, which was somewhat surprising to them.

Of course, this has something to do with Cheng Yunfan rushing to the front as cannon fodder and successfully attracting the attention of the ironclad guards.

"A puppet is a puppet, even if it has the strength of a Jindan monk, it can't be compared to a real monk. It's a pity that I didn't kill you. Miao Hai, a high-ranking monk dressed in green clothes, kicked the Earth Emperor Bell in anger. His fifth-order green-scaled demon snake died at the hands of this ironclad guard. It still makes him angry.

The ironclad guards in front of the hall were imprisoned, and the main hall of the inner palace in front of him was equivalent to opening the door to all the monks. After a short rest, they walked up the broken stone steps to the main hall.

Although the fight outside was fierce just now, and the sound shook for dozens of miles, there was no movement in this silent hall, like a lying beast, suppressing the nerves of this kind of monk.

To the left and right of the palace are rows of huge stone pillars, all the way to the top floor.

The heavy bronze door was pushed open with a creak.

A dark and deep passage, twenty feet wide and high, stretches all the way to the front. The light emitted by the magic weapons carried by the monks seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, and they could only barely illuminate the distance of more than ten zhang in front of them.

Cheng Yunfan had a feeling of being out of breath, he looked at the other monks on the left and right, and everyone's faces were even paler, of course, they were not more comfortable than him, and they all had enough mana to resist this inexplicable pressure.

"Let's go, the deepest part of this hall is our destination, and if we are lucky, we may get a great opportunity. Si Chenggao's voice trembled a little, tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and led the way towards the passage of the main hall. With his calmness, in front of this imperial mausoleum palace, he also had some gaffes.

Everyone walked into the hall.

Cheng Yunfan held the Zixiao Sword in his hand, and the crimson light shone on the reliefs on both sides of the passage, and the reliefs were carved with huge reliefs. All kinds of unheard-of monsters, spirit birds, sea beasts, and monsters fight each other on plateaus, glaciers, rivers and lakes, and the sea.

Cheng Yunfan was surprised, most of these rare birds and beasts on the floating map, he had never seen them, and only a very few of them had seen them in ancient books. Not only him, but the other monks were also dumbfounded when they saw these floating pictures, not knowing where these sea beasts and monsters came from.

Halfway through this passage, Si Chenggao, who was walking at the front, suddenly changed his face drastically, stopped, and looked blankly at the place more than ten feet ahead. The monks who followed behind looked forward one after another, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

A five-zhang tall bronze bronze guard, holding a huge bronze spear, quietly squatted in front of the passage.

"Bronze Armor?!"

"Why is there a guard in this Imperial Mausoleum Palace?"

All the monks showed their magic weapons in an instant, took a few steps back in horror, showed a look of fear, and even turned around to escape. An ironclad guard in front of the palace has already made them suffer, and they won't know how powerful this imperial tomb armor guard is. Although the size of this bronze guard is much smaller, in this narrow passage, even if they are all wiped out, they may not be the opponent of this bronze guard.

However, they soon discover that they are a false alarm. The bronze-armored guard's eyes didn't open, they didn't move, and they didn't glow red. It also means that it won't move. Moreover, its body was covered with scars from swords and magic weapons, and the deepest ones even pierced through its center all the way, making a hole. All in all, it's a scrap that doesn't bother and doesn't pose any threat to them.

"It is said that in the Mausoleum of the Yuan Emperor, there are a total of four armor guards, which are the fifth, sixth, and seventh orders, and one is more powerful than the other. It's best to transform the gods into cultivators, but I don't think it's possible, the peak of the Yuan Infant is already at the end. Si Chenggao hesitated for a moment and said.

Out of the passage, it was the entrance to the inner hall, where they saw a sixth-order silver-armored guard lying on the ground, this silver-armored guard was only about two zhang high, more than half smaller than the bronze guard, and its chest was completely sunken, as if it had been destroyed by force. Everyone carefully bypassed the silver-armored guard, passed through the corridors of the inner sanctum, and finally came to the central hall of the palace.

The hall was empty, with an altar in the middle. The altar was ten feet high, carved with a large number of mysterious runes, and on the top of the altar was a coffin made of azure ice jade.

Looking at the material of the ice coffin, it should be a thousand-year-old ice jade, which is not only hard, but also can keep the body from being damaged for a long time. Through the thick blue ice jade, you can even faintly see the figure of a tall male monk in golden armor lying inside.

Is this really the cruel and unkind, absurd and unscrupulous last Yuan Emperor?

Cheng Yunfan couldn't believe it!

Around the altar, there are four abrupt golden pillars, which are very dazzling.

An arm-thick golden chain stretched out from each golden pillar, fiercely penetrating the ice coffin, locking this Xuanbing jade coffin to the altar, one of the golden chains, even penetrating the flesh of the man in the hall, adding a bit of fierce aura to this hall out of thin air.

When Cheng Yunfan saw this ice coffin, he seemed to understand a little.

It has been 10,000 years since the last Yuan Emperor fell, but this incorruptible body can still exude such a suffocating aura, which is incredible.

It's just that Cheng Yunfan is still a little puzzled, the east and west things in this hall can be seen at a glance, except for this ice coffin, which is extremely valuable, there is no spiritual treasure.

Where are all the treasures of the Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum?

Cheng Yunfan cautiously looked at the situation around the hall.

The middle of the hall was empty, and there was nothing left to save for an altar, an ice coffin, and four golden pillars with chains.

However, there is a row of steps at the back of the hall, and along the steps there is an inlaid throne on which sits a golden guard. This gold-armored guard was only as tall as a normal man, wearing a sword at his waist, sitting majestically with his eyes closed, without any movement.

Cheng Yunfan looked at the golden armor guard on the throne on the side of the hall, and his eyes shrank sharply, could this be the best god transformation monk puppet?

"It's a broken scrap puppet, it won't move, there's nothing to worry about. It was Wen Yanbo's voice, which sounded faintly.

But Cheng Yunfan felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but look back at the altar again. It's just that I feel uneasy in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

The monks stood respectfully under the altar, looking up at the ice coffin on the altar and the body of the Yuan Emperor in the ice coffin, with complicated expressions.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

"You're Coming"

A humming metallic sound echoed abruptly through the palace halls.

The monks were startled and looked around, their eyes resting on the steps on the north side of the hall, and listened to the voice, which came from the throne on the steps north of the hall. I saw the golden-armored guard sitting on the throne, and the golden helmet moved. For some reason, the ruby red on its eyes lit up and shimmered.

"The younger Qishan Mingfeng Sect Master, the peak monk Si Chenggao, meet His Majesty Emperor Yuan!" Si Chenggao's face showed joy, and he bowed to the ground respectfully, kowtowed to Jin Jiawei, and said.

Si Chenggao's sentence "His Majesty Emperor Yuan" almost didn't make Cheng Yunfan, and several other foundation-building monks who came to this imperial tomb for the first time were shocked. The Yuan Emperor of the Yuan Infant Monk is still alive?!

Except for Wen Yanbo and the other two monks, they seemed to know something inside, and they were not surprised, but followed Si Chenggao to the ground one by one.

"The younger generation Qishan cultivates the immortal realm and cultivates in seclusion, and the foundation is at the peak of the monk Wen Yanbo, and he meets His Majesty the Yuan Emperor. ”

"The younger Qishan cultivates the Sanyuan Sect of the Immortal Realm, and Chu Hui, the peak monk of the foundation, meets His Majesty the Yuan Emperor. ”

"The younger generation of Emperor Yuan's cultivation of immortal realm monks, the late foundation building monk Miao Hai, to meet His Majesty Emperor Yuan. ”

Cheng Yunfan and the unwitting monks were also clever, whether it was true or not, they hurriedly followed and bowed and reported their names.

Cheng Yunfan suddenly understood.

Si Chenggao, Wen Yanbo, and several high-level monks who built the foundation have always been secretive about this inner palace, and they never mentioned the specific situation of the inner palace on the way here. It seems that either they had come in once, or they knew something from the history books.