The bronze door was covered with dust and dust. The moment the door opened, the dust fell like snowflakes, all of which fell on Xiao Chen.
Ao Jiao behind her, her pretty little face was full of surprise, her bright eyes were trembling, and she said incoherently: "You... you... why did you push it away?"
There was a gap in the door, but it was not fully opened. Xiao Chen looked in through the gap and found that there were lights flickering, and it was not completely dark inside.
As for the problem of Aojiao, he couldn't figure it out. Seeing this door, Xiao Chen felt as if he had returned to his own home.
He opened the door naturally and never thought about the problem of not being able to go in. Isn't it true that he is not allowed in his own home
With a hard push, the two bronze doors were all opened, and the scene on the first floor of the Qinglong Palace came into view.
There is an oil lamp on the surrounding walls. The wick is made of unknown materials. It has been burning for thousands of years and has still not been extinguished.
The door opened, and the wind rushed in from the outside, causing the lights to sway, and the flickering light of the fire made the ancient hall look even more mysterious.
The walls were dark yellow, and there were some murals carved on them. They were far away, and Xiao Chen couldn't see clearly what they were painted on.
On the wall facing him, there was a painting hanging. On the painting was a tall man in green clothes, and the background was blank.
The man in green clothes wears a sword on his waist, with his right hand clasped on the handle of the sword, but his appearance is unclear.
Under the portrait, there was a wooden table with a brocade box on it, and it was unknown what it contained.
Everything in the hall exudes a mysterious atmosphere, making people afraid to move rashly.
Looking down, an extremely complicated formation was engraved on the floor of the palace with golden blood. A faint imperial power emanated from it, making people feel short of breath.
Xiao Chen quickly activated the trace of the emperor's bloodline and felt a little better. He continued to look and saw a radiant transparent crystal stone inlaid in the center of the formation's eye.
Everything here seemed familiar, and all the scenes made Xiao Chen feel in a trance. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the portrait, and he couldn't help but move forward, wanting to have a clear look.
Who is the person in the painting
"Don't go in yet."
When Xiao Chen raised his feet and was about to step in, Xiao Chen was stopped by Aojiao, and he became a little more awake. This was the Qinglong Palace that even the Thunder Emperor could stop, how could he enter so casually.
Ao Jiao pulled Xiao Chen back, and then closed the two bronze doors again with a snap.
Xiao Chen asked strangely: "What do you want to do?"
Ao Jiao's eyes were a little depressed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't believe it. This door can be opened casually. Back then, the Thunder Emperor used the Li Zi Jue to kill even the tenth level monster with one blow. ”
She pulled Xiao Chen back a few steps, then stood up and leaped forward. Bursts of brilliance appeared on her jade hands. Powerful true energy gathered in her palms and stamped on the giant bronze door with a bang.
A huge muffled sound sounded, and the bronze door remained motionless. The huge power was like a stone sinking into the ocean without making a single ripple.
Bang bang bang!
Aojiao used a few more palms to seal them one after another, and saw that the bronze door remained motionless.
Then he stopped his hand with satisfaction, a sly look flashed in his eyes, curled his lips and smiled: "Hehe, this is right, useless master, you go and try again."
Xiao Chen opened his mouth slightly and was speechless. What if it really couldn't be opened? Aojiao stopped him because of this.
However, he believed that the door would still be opened for him without any surprises.
Stepping forward, Xiao Chen's palm gently touched the bronze door, and it seemed that nothing had changed.
But in the Qinglong Palace, the core formation connected to the ground, waves of light flowed, brilliance surged, and some kind of confirmation was quickly made.
Xiao Chen pushed gently, and the door of the hall creaked and was easily opened again without any obstruction.
Striding in, Xiao Chen looked back with a strange look on his face, a look of disbelief on his face, and said with a smile: "Come in, I will show you the scenery that the Emperor Lei didn't show you back then."
Ao Jiao raised her little mouth slightly and muttered: "Who cares?"
Having said that, she walked in quickly, her bright and lovely eyes curiously looking at everything around her.
Obviously, she also has a strong interest in this place, and she doesn't care as much as she said.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, walked through the large formation painted with golden emperor blood on the ground, came to the portrait, and looked at it attentively.
The robe worn by the man in green shows off eighteen circling green dragons. Each green dragon is lifelike, as lifelike as a living creature. You can even see the signs of them swimming on the clothes.
There were faint glimmers of light on the green dragon's robe. If you look closely, you will see a boundless vision of light that stretches thousands of miles in your mind.
This green dragon robe is definitely a supreme secret treasure, surpassing the top-grade secret treasures and the best secret treasures. Xiao Chen doesn't know the specific level.
But what really caught Xiao Chen's attention was the posture of the man in green holding a long knife in the portrait.
As a swordsman, Xiao Chen immediately noticed that there was something fishy about this simple gesture of holding the sword.
So in his mind, he quickly simulated the direction in which the man in green would draw the knife. Where will the sword in the sheath come from, and how should I resist it
call out!
Just after finishing the calculation, Xiao Chen felt a blade of light flying towards him. The person in the painting actually came to life, and the sword was drawn from an angle that he never expected!
The light of the knife flashed, and Xiao Chen's eyes were shocked. Before he could shout, he felt his head being chopped off by a knife and thrown up high.
Bang bang bang!
Xiao Chen took three steps back, spoke with a horrified expression, and touched his neck. There was no wound, no blood, the head was still there, he was not dead.
Looking forward, the person in the painting is as elegant as a fairy and does not move at all.
Could it be that I was dazzled, but the feeling was so real that Xiao Chen couldn't figure it out. At that moment, he really thought he was dead.
That kind of panic cannot be described in words. Even at the moment before death, he thought of many things, and everything was vivid in his mind.
Aojiao, who was studying the formations on the ground, raised her head and said doubtfully: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Xiao Chen responded awkwardly, naturally he couldn't say that he was frightened by a painting.
After thinking for a moment, he quickly stepped forward, took down the scroll without hesitation, rolled it up, put it away, and put it into the Qiankun Ring.
There is definitely a universe within this painting, and it contains infinite mysteries. The person in the painting has great supernatural powers and must have a great background.
"Hey, why are you keeping a painting of a dead person as a treasure?" Ao Jiao watched Xiao Chen's actions and couldn't help but complain.
Emperors have a lifespan of a thousand years, and kings and emperors can live for more than five thousand years.
Xiao Chen didn't think that this person must be dead. He also had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy with this person. He replied: "Who says he is dead? Maybe this senior is adventuring in the starry sky or the devil world."
"That's the Qing Emperor of Longmen. He has been dead for more than 10,000 years. It's not a painting of a dead man."
He was the Qing Emperor. Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, a little speechless. He wanted to take out the portrait and take a closer look, but he was afraid of that weird scene.
Ao Jiao smiled and said: "Hehe, although the Qing Emperor is the most powerful king in ancient times, sweeping across Kunlun and shocking the Eighteen Demon Realms, he has been dead for ten thousand years, so there is no need to scare you like this."
"Come and take a look at this, this is the really scary thing." Aojiao greeted Xiao Chen and came to the center of the hall, next to the large formation carved with golden emperor blood.
Xiao Chen walked over and took a look, and was extremely shocked. As soon as he entered, he discovered the extraordinary features of this formation. That golden blood is definitely the blood of the Martial Emperor, otherwise it would never have such majesty.
The emperor's physical body has been separated from the mortal body. Their blood, bones, and every part of the body are supreme magic treasures.
Especially blood, which already contains the original power of the soul. As long as the emperor's blood is not exhausted, he can be reborn with blood and become immortal.
This formation was completely painted with the emperor's blood. One can imagine how powerful the formation is and how earth-shattering the items it seals are.