Yuxu Daomen and Wuyu Building are at the front, and this tomb is a downward staircase.
Ling Yao walked in the front with a sword, followed by Jiang Bo, a little old man. The latter followed suit, seemingly serious, but his eyes were loose, obviously trying to catch fish.
Ling Jie frowned and looked at the surrounding walls of the tomb: "The traces of the battle here are so fresh...someone has already entered."
Although this conjecture had already been made when there was such a big commotion in the tomb at that time, and it was very likely, it still made people feel a little nervous.
This means that someone got there first.
And don't know who it is.
Emperor Wu, as the only martial arts practitioner among human beings with a sanctified body, is of great significance to the human race. If his tomb is stolen by a foreign race or a demon sect, it will be a big deal for all the immortal sects in the upper central world. It's a very embarrassing thing.
Moreover, his body is of great value. If it is swallowed by monsters, it may even cause the monster race to give birth to a powerful person who will survive the tribulation period, which is very detrimental to the human race.
In any case, Emperor Wu's remains must belong to the human race.
This is the consensus of all sects.
Soon, everyone encountered the first blocker—Puppet Roshan.
One of the most common monsters in this tomb is Liu Yuan's impression of layers of fat accumulation, eyes all over his body, heavy weapons in hand, super high defense, and a very scary monster. Although common, but If you are not careful, you will still die miserably.
But that was when the Nine Cauldron Array was still open, and the spiritual power of the immortal cultivators was restricted.
Now that Emperor Wu's tomb is filled with spiritual energy again, for the immortal disciples here, this kind of puppet that has not been imbued with spiritual energy is really like cutting melons and vegetables.
"Aw!"
With a scream, the unidentified object was chopped off in half. There was no blood, only an empty shell with grease flowing out.
"Crack."
Lingjie received the sword.
Although the first enemy was solved so easily, everyone frowned.
Without him, this kind of intensity is not at all the difficulty that should have been in the process of opening the Emperor Wudi's tomb... In everyone's imagination, what can cause that kind of spiritual phenomenon, at least it must be the kind that would feel dangerous during the refining period.
It’s good now, there are a few puppets that don’t even have spiritual power, and most of them are dilapidated. The more you walk along the way, the more your heart sinks. The fall is obviously man-made.
Even... more than a group of people.
All of a sudden, a sense of disappointment rose in everyone's heart.
It's like in a brothel planning to find a young woman she likes to have sex with. At first, she was flattered and thought she was pure and lovely, but in the end she found out that she was a broken shoe who had already had relationships with more than one man, and she was just a backup. Tire, it exploded with gas.
Soon, everyone discovered the first human body.
"It's from Qingfufang."
A disciple of Yuxu Daomen asked Ying to come forward, and said so after investigating for a while.
"Damn it, let's just say how they knew it was Emperor Wu's tomb so quickly. It turned out that they had already made their move!"
Ling Jie gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.
"But their bodies were also turned over... Another wave."
The disciple continued.
Lingjie looked around at the surrounding walls and said, "The mantis catching the cicada and the oriole are behind. It seems that a good show has already been staged here before us."
He was about to tell people to leave, but he found that the elder sister walked slowly to one of the walls and looked at an ever-burning lamp above, which was covered with a layer of blood.
But this is not unusual, the other long lights around are also more or less stained with blood.
Ling Yao raised her head, although she couldn't see her expression clearly, Ling Jie could vaguely feel that this elder sister was angry.
but why
Ling Jie was even taken aback. Over the years, he had hardly seen the elder sister get angry... Her appearance was cold, her words were even more indifferent, and she was majestic, but no one would say that she was strict. In fact, everyone Everyone will feel that her gentleness is like the light of the mountain and the moon, shining on the body.
Although there is no temperature, it probably warms the hearts of lost people.
Things are very wrong right now...
Ling Jie was also very puzzled about what the elder sister was doing in the tomb of Emperor Wu at this moment, but Ling Yao had accumulated power in Yuxu for a long time, and no one would refute her.
"Ah, ah, doesn't this mean that the Emperor Wu's tomb has been touched all over? There is nothing to see, go back, go back."
The old man Jiang Po was making trouble again.
Lingjie frowned. People like Wuyulou were basically burdensome. He also wanted them to go back, but Lingyao didn't allow them.
After the spiritual wave in the tomb disappears, there is really no spiritual power fluctuation, as if it is an ordinary building that has lost all spirituality, as if it was touched by someone as Jiang Po said. all over.
"Incomplete." Ji Yushu said: "The pattern of this tomb has traces of formations, but there is no effect of formations at all. It should be that the formations have been destroyed."
"Oh?" Ling Jie turned his gaze and landed on Ji Yushu: "Fellow Daoist Ji still understands formations?"
They are both on the list, and they have met each other before, but they don't have a deep connection.
"I understand a little."
Ji Yushu nodded in embarrassment: "I can't keep up with my cultivation, so I have to do some miscellaneous learning."
Jiang Bo snorted beside him, "What's the point of being modest, is it difficult to admit that I am the number one in miscellaneous subjects?"
Ling Yao said: "In this case, I will trouble Senior Jiang."
Jiang Bo: "Hmm... hmm???"
If this is the case, why is this the case
The little old man pointed at himself in a daze and shouted, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Wuyu Tower, Fengshui Tower, forbidden techniques that use the spiritual veins of heaven and earth as the foundation of cultivation."
The eyes behind the mist of Lingyao were still in the ancient well, and the sound transmission sounded close to Jiang Bo's ear, "Senior Jiang, do you want me to continue?"
Jiang Bo's expression froze suddenly, and then immediately withered: "You came to me to find the Lingchao Center..."
He had expected it before, and tried to smear himself all the way, but who knew that this junior knew everything.
Ling Yao seemed to smile and nodded: "Please."
"well."