After jumping down from the black hole, Ye Qingluo only felt a strong suction, holding her firmly.
Suddenly, she felt her body being thrown violently, her feet fell to the ground, and she staggered forward several steps.
It wasn't until his hands touched the rock wall of the branding hand that he barely stabilized his figure.
this…
Another long cave tunnel.
There are no disgusting slippery vines or moss on the rock wall, just an extremely uneven rock wall.
There is also a tunnel under the coffin.
Could it be...
This is the real mausoleum of the main tomb
A lot of defensive lines were set up, really just to prevent tomb robbers or other evil-hearted mysterious people from disturbing the rest of the Mausoleum King.
still…
Another meaning
Ye Qingluo half-closed her charming eyes, and put her palm on her heart, deeply feeling her heart beating violently in ecstasy.
The Xuanxin Jade that Di Moxuan had conjured up was also vibrating at this moment, as if screaming something.
The feeling of calling is getting stronger and stronger.
It seems to be right in front, close at hand.
Ye Qingluo supported the rock wall and walked forward.
It was pitch black all around, and there was no light to be seen.
Ye Qingluo could only follow the outline of the rock wall, carefully avoiding the sound of walking.
After walking for about half a stick of incense, Ye Qingluo suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Faintly, I heard someone talking in front of me.
someone!
Sure enough, there are people!
Was it the group of forces that entered the mausoleum's tomb before them
Ye Qingluo's footsteps became lighter, and the brilliance of the Ye Mingzhu faintly shone in front of him.
"Hurry up! If that girl is summoned, all our efforts will be in vain!" The voice urged something urgently.
The person who answered had an old voice and spoke very fast, Ye Qingluo couldn't hear clearly because he was too far away.
However, what made Ye Qing stunned was...
She seemed to have heard that eager voice somewhere.
very familiar...
Could it be...
Or someone she knew
Ye Qingluo approached quietly and lightly.
Ye Qingluo could hear the voice of the conversation between the two more clearly.
"Ghost knows why that girl came to the mausoleum's tomb today! Stop talking nonsense and set up an array!"
There was a rustling sound, as if arranging the so-called formation.
Then, an old voice sighed softly: "Perhaps this is predestined, not coming sooner or later... I am afraid, he was summoned."
The tone of another eager voice already contained a bit of anger: "What is doomed or not! I never believe in these things! I only know that we are the ones standing here now! This is God's will!"
The old man didn't speak again, but started to act silently.
Perhaps the two of them were focused on what they had to do, and they didn't realize that Ye Qingluo was gradually approaching.
Ye Qingluo held his breath, collected all the momentum from his body, and quietly hid in the dark.
The bright night pearl illuminates everything here.
This is a cave whose specifications are almost the same as the main tomb of the Mausoleum King.
In the cold cave, the wind is blowing slowly, bringing a touch of chilling fear in the heart.
Faintly, with the sound of howling wind, it was like the wailing of hellish ghosts, but it was more like the attack of evil ghosts, bringing a dangerous fear.
On the cold stone wall exuding a chill, there are carved relics that look like ancient times.
No…
Looking carefully, it is not the so-called relic.
But one by one, strangely shaped totems.
The stone walls of the entire cave are covered.
Those totems look like tigers and leopards, with huge heads, eyes as bright as jewels, and the inner radiance is bright.