A yellow-robed monk who was also at the beginning of the foundation building period showed a look of surprise, and after three or four hours of flying in the sea of fire, he finally appeared in front of this Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum, which was finally worth the trip. Thinking of the tens of thousands of years of spiritual treasures left in the Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum, he couldn't help but be extremely excited.

"Shall we do it now? There are only four days left, so we can go in a little earlier, and find the spirit treasure earlier. ”

"It's not proper, this Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum feels a little evil! It's better to wait for everyone else to arrive, and it's not too late to act. ”

The other foundation building monks who arrived at the same time objected, and the dead and silent city in front of them was like a huge and incomparably fierce beast, giving them an inexplicable heavy pressure.

Inside this city, there seemed to be something watching them, and it felt unusually weird.

Suddenly, Cheng Yunfan's heart sank, and he turned his head to look at the corner of the city. There seemed to be several clumsy humanoid black figures on the top of the city that shook for a moment, and then vanished. But it's too far away to see what's moving.

What's that?

Many monks were looking at the city in front of them, and when they saw this scene, they immediately exclaimed in a low voice, and they were uneasy.

Could it be that someone else in this Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum has come in?

It's impossible, we've been guarding the entrance of the passage in the Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum, and we're the first to arrive here, and no one can enter here earlier than you.

Whew!

More than a dozen monks rushed out of the sea of fire, among which there was a male monk in clothes, who seemed to be quite familiar with the situation here, and sneered when he saw the black shadow at the head of the city. What's all the fuss, puppets only. The dozen or so monks who came out first were speechless when they heard that they were puppets.

Si Chenggao, Wen Yanbo and other four or five high-ranking monks gathered together, and after a short rest, they immediately gathered all the monks together to discuss how to enter this Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum.

Judging by their expressions, after arriving here, instead of being relaxed, they were like facing a great enemy.

Cheng Yunfan was surprised, what was so dangerous about this Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum? Dozens of foundation-building monks still couldn't clean up a few puppets in the city's head? These puppets were just foundation-building strength.

He glanced at the head of the imperial mausoleum in the distance, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and silently prepared. His cultivation may be the highest among the monks, but he has no knowledge of this place, so he is ready to follow the monks.

The last Yuan Emperor, the dignified Yuan Baby, and even the incarnation of the Great Monk, that is a character that can only be heard in legends!

Many foundation building monks shook their heads and sighed. Of course, it's just a slight sigh. It is difficult for them to even want to marry the Dan period, and the Yuan Infant Stage is a realm that they dare not dream of. They came here to see if there was enough chance to find the treasures left over from the Yuan Emperor's immortal cultivation realm.

This imperial mausoleum is divided into three parts, the city wall area, the palace wall area, and the central hall area, where there are a large number of puppets everywhere, guarding this imperial tomb. Only a very small number of people were able to pass through the heavily guarded walls, the palace walls, and enter the center of the main hall.

Si Chenggao, the leader of the Mingfeng Sect, gathered all the monks together, drew a rough outline of the city on the ground, and said with an expressionless face.

The monks had no opinion, and even the other high-ranking monks did not object to Si Chenggao as the leader, after all, the cultivation of the master of the sect was the strongest, and the strongest person could serve as the leader of this operation.

"Let's go. Everyone must follow the actions of the sect leader closely and rely on each other to support each other, otherwise if you lose your life, you will not be able to forgive the old man. Si Chenggao nodded with satisfaction, then floated up, looking at the city, with an unfathomable light in his eyes.

Now on the head of the Imperial Tomb City, dozens of shaking black shadows have appeared, and there seems to be more and more trends. Si Chenggao led more than a dozen foundation building monks to form a tight formation, and the imperial sword rushed towards the Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum.

Five or six miles is only a few breaths away for them.

At this time, on the black head of the Imperial Mausoleum City, there were suddenly faint lights shining with stars, all over the city, and there were hundreds of them, and I didn't know what those lights were.

Cheng Yunfan blended in the middle of the crowd, and his performance was not good or bad.

I saw hundreds of lights burst out from the city. Bombarding them, this group of foundation building monks immediately unleashed their respective magic weapons, and greeted these rays of light with great vigour.

The leader of the Mingfeng Sect, Si Chenggao, who rushed to the front. While quickly commanding the monks, he threw out a huge shield magic weapon, and alone formed a bombardment of nearly ten rays of light, and was forcibly repelled by dozens of zhang. However, he still had no fear, and Farr was furious, and rushed to the city with all the monks.

The army of puppets on the city wall was about to be broken, and everyone smiled with satisfaction.

Suddenly, all over the city, a large group of strange birds suddenly flew up, each of them was several zhang in size, flapping their wings and rushing towards the southeast city, their wings turned out to be wooden, with wooden beaks, wooden claws, and their eyes were inlaid with black stones, shining with black light, and fierce. There were as many as three or four hundred of these wood monster birds, and there was a large area of black pressing.

"Master, what is that?"

"It's like a flying woodbird puppet, what do they do?"

"Whatever it is, just get rid of them!"

Many monks shouted in astonishment when they saw these strange birds in the city, and the monks who had never seen such things before were stunned.

"That's a flying thunder kite, how can there be so many?

Seeing this group of wooden birds flying out of the city, Si Chenggao was suddenly startled in his heart, remembering the description of the strange birds in the history books, his face turned white, and he roared loudly.

Then, instead of flying with his sword, he jumped off the city and walked into the ruins. It is simply strange that the dignified leader of the Mingfeng Sect, the peak monk of the foundation building, faced with a group of wooden birds, actually escaped in this way.

But. No one dared to laugh at this time.

The monk at the head of the city saw that the group of strange wood birds were still hundreds of feet away from them, and suddenly opened his mouth, and his mouth spewed out clusters of golden black balls of light, these black balls of light floated in the air, the size of a fist, squeaking, not too fast, but terrifying.

Jin Wulei, a spell that specializes in damage and modification of the original god!

The monks were shocked and discolored, where did they still take into account the image of the monk on the foundation, without thinking, they used their strength to eat, hurriedly scattered and fled, and followed Si Chenggao into the ruins of the imperial mausoleum city.

Cheng Yunfan had already used the cloud dragon step to escape, but he saw a sea of thunderstorm and fire behind him, and many monks died in it. When they came to the Yuan Emperor's Mausoleum, they didn't even enter the city wall, but they had died, which is really sad.

In fact, all puppets have a weakness, whether it is a stone puppet or a wooden kite, they do not have enough detection ability, no divine sense, and no ability to think, as long as they disappear from their field of vision, they can be safe.

"Everyone enter the city, avoid the view of the puppet gate, find a hidden ruin to hide, and then try to sneak to the central hall of the inner palace, and reunite in the main hall.

There are a large number of palaces, pavilions, and mansions in the Imperial Tomb City, many of which have collapsed and been damaged. More than a dozen foundation building monks scattered and fled into it, each using a hidden method, and soon disappeared in hiding. When the target disappeared from the field of vision, most of the stone golems stopped blankly, returned to their respective positions at the head of the city, and gradually quieted down. Only a small number of stone people were left patrolling the city, and the flying thunder kites flew around in the air of the Imperial Tomb.

The Mausoleum of the Yuan Emperor fell into darkness again, silent, as if the fierce battle before had never happened.

A cloud of mist enveloped an agile figure. Silently sneaking through the ruins of the Imperial Tomb, avoiding stone puppets one after another, flying through mid-air from time to time. A flying thunder that makes a "crunch" sound.

Cheng Yunfan's Cloud Dragon Step combined with the Huangquan Breathing Technique, which is very useful here, and now he is turning over 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?"

Cheng Yunfan was stunned. He had seen one of this kind of secret scrolls in the chaotic Fang City. The thief-eyed monk said he had found it from the ruins. Hide it like a treasure. He opened the secret scrolls and looked at them.

"Stone Puppet Refining Scroll". ”

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

Cheng Yunfan 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. Cheng Yunfan decided to go to the center of the Imperial Tomb City. Join the monks such as Si Chenggao, the leader of the Mingfeng Sect.

Cheng Yunfan thought of this and was 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. Cheng Yunfan's body suddenly stiffened when he heard this. 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. ”