The gloomy cold wind made people's skin aches. Lin Muyu slowly entered the deepest layer of the Royal Tomb with the Stars Sword. The battle armor was already condensed with vindictiveness, and the stars illuminated the roads on both sides, just like the ones above. The number of layers is the same, the walls are already covered with ancient depictions, and there are also soul flowers growing here.
However, Lin Muyu did not pick the soul flower this time, but instead cast his eyes on a row of coffins not far away. Yes, there are slices of coffins at the corner of the aisle. There is a copper behind each coffin. Cast guards are guarding there, and the swords in his hands are actually immortal after thousands of years.
"No... They are all zombies, right?" Tang Xiaoxi asked worriedly, narrowing his beautiful eyes.
"No." Lin Muyu shook her head: "They are not zombies."
He couldn't feel any aura, but he still had to confirm who these coffins were, otherwise, if the corpses were to change, attacking from the rear would be difficult to deal with.
"Shasha..."
When Lin Muyu pushed open the lid of a coffin, Tang Xiaoxi did not dare to look inside. Lin Muyu looked inside with the light of the star sword. The corpse inside was completely decayed, just a white bone, but Judging from the clothes she was wearing, she was a woman, and she was a woman with a very distinguished status. The coffin was filled with jade, jewels, etc. besides the clothes and the corpse.
After opening another coffin, she was still a woman, and there were women in twelve coffins...
"Are they all the concubines of the king?" Tang Xiaoxi asked.
"It should be."
Lin Muyu nodded and said awe-inspiringly: "You can really enjoy being pregnant with the king, the twelfth house wife, he can bear it because of him."
Tang Xiaoxi couldn't help laughing, and jokingly said, "It sounds like it's true. If you are also crowned king in the future, I don't believe you will only guard one person and not accept a concubine. Huh, men are all different. "
"Yes?"
Lin Muyu looked straight at Tang Xiaoxi and said, "If a woman can make this person love him deeply and love her desperately, then this man's world won't be able to enter other women. You can't look at the problem too one-sidedly. "
"Well, you are too good at talking, I can't tell you, but is it a bit inappropriate to discuss this issue in such a place?"
"Yes…"
Lin Muyu raised the Star Sword to illuminate the distance, and at the same time, there was a very strong wave in the spirit art. That direction was the main hall of the tomb owner. Sure enough, this line is definitely not that simple.
Step by step, the boots stepped on the icy slate ground, Lin Muyu walked ahead, the aura in the spirit pulse technique became stronger and stronger, even stronger than that of the 15500-year-old Emperor Qian, which proved that the opponents here too Stronger than Emperor Yan, so Lin Muyu did not hesitate to elevate King Dou Yan to his peak state.
Under the light of the star sword, the giant pillars on both sides of the aisle suddenly "brushed" a light flashing, it seems that a luminous gem embedded in the stone pillar was activated, and the gems on the two nearest pillars also flashed together. When I got up, it spread like a ripple. In a blink of an eye, dozens of pillars in the tomb hall were full of light, illuminating the underground world...
"Look, there..." Tang Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and pointed.
In the distance, in the center of the main hall, there is a very delicate and majestic coffin, which is about to be made of pure gold. The sides of the coffin are full of obscure and esoteric texts, which are completely incomprehensible. Moreover, the coffins are two in front and one in the back. A huge golden copper ring ornament, like a pull ring, I don't know what it is.
But what horrified Lin Muyu most was that there was a man sitting on the top of the coffin, a gray-haired old man, sitting there cross-legged, head lowered, without saying anything, with a jade flute across his leg.
"Buzzing..."
Tang Xiaoxi was nervous, and the nine-section whip in his hand also glowed with fiery red vindictiveness, as if he was in trouble at any time. Lin Muyu also sensed the vitality and power fluctuations in the old man's body, although the vitality seemed very fragile. But after all, there is.
"Living or dead?" Tang Xiaoxi's voice trembled.
Lin Muyu pointed at the sword, and the two martial souls surged together, rapidly turning and decomposing into a big sword, and shouted in a low voice: "Who are you, why are you entrenched in the tomb of Wang Huai?"
The old man slowly raised his head, but it was a hideous and terrifying face, like a corpse that had been dead for countless years. Jie Jie laughed and said, "You came to the Mausoleum of King Huai without the permission of the owner of the tomb. , Dare to question me like this?"
"Are you... pregnant with Wang Qin Bing?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
The old man laughed loudly: "Wang Wang? Is this name... does he deserve it? Hahahaha, Qin Bing is just a corpse, and it's no longer a king, it's your kid..."
The old man said with a guarded look: "You actually possess the God-Bounding Lock Martial Soul, and you have also refined and blended the God-Bound Lock, who are you, are you from the Qin family?"
Lin Muyu is the son of Qin Jin Yi, who is naturally a member of the Qin family, and smiled slightly: "Exactly, is there a problem?"
"Since it is the Qin family, then stay and sleep with Qin Bing in this place of Jiuyou..."
"Who are you?..." Lin Muyu asked.
The old man’s eyes were full of arrogant killing intent, and he laughed and said: "I am the one who controls life and death, who can make your life worse than you die... Hahaha, boy, and that beautiful little girl, let’s give it to Qin together. Bing will be buried..."
As he said, the old man leaped back and retreated, stepping on the power of the sanctuary, and staying in the air for a short time, holy heaven...not only that, but he also played that jade flute, the sound of the flute was harsh and harsh, There is no aesthetics at all, and there is hostility hidden in the sound of the flute, and the sound waves swept all around, making Lin Muyu feel annoyed for no reason...
No, this flute sound can mess up people's minds, this old guy is definitely not simple...
Lin Muyu shouted in a low voice, silently chanting the Heart-Clearing Mantra in his heart to keep the spirit pulse art clear, and in a blink of an eye, there was no surprise in the sea of mind, and Tang Xiaoxi was a master of the Heart-Clearing Mantra. This level of bewilderment couldn't help her at all.
But at this moment, the voice of Xixisuosuo suddenly came from inside the coffin...
"What's wrong..." Lin Muyu's eyes were cold, is she going to change the corpse
Tang Xiaoxi waved the country whip in her hand and quietly entered the transformation state of the nine-tailed demon fox. She also knew that the war was about to come. The old man in front of her was definitely not a good person. Who could be the one who vowed to kill the Qin family.
"Boom..."
The lid of the coffin flew up suddenly, and hundreds of catties of gold flew up in the air and fell heavily to the ground. The patterns on it were a bit spent, which is really distressing. In the coffin, the man wearing the king's armor and cloak slowly stood up, his face was half rotten, and his eyes turned to look at Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi, making the two of them shudder.
The corpse of Qin Bing, who was pregnant with the king, really changed...
This old man is a corpse master, and it is precisely because of his existence that the tomb is full of weirdness and life...
…
The old man played the jade flute and laughed: "Qin Bing, see if you see that kid is a descendant of your Qin family, maybe it is your direct descendant, kill as much as you want, and use the blood of these two people to satisfy you. You sleep for four thousand years of loneliness..."
Wang Huai slowly lifted the saber around his waist. This sabre was buried with him for thousands of years. It was so bright as it was out of the sheath, and its aura lingered around the delicate blade. It must be a good sword...
"Roar…"
Qin Bing roared, his whole body was covered with fighting light, good fellow... this guy was actually a strong man in the holy heaven before he died...
Lin Muyu's heart was chilling, and it was not easy to handle this time, two powerhouses in the holy heaven realm, can he and Tang Xiaoxi cope with it? Could it be that... to die in this place
Countless thoughts flew through my mind instantly, but none of them seemed very practical. The poison in the universe bag has been used up, and Qingfeng is no longer drunk, and even if there is, I am afraid that there is nothing to this kind of inhuman and ghost. Effect, they may not breathe, how can they be poisoned
"Ancestor, sorry..."
The Star Sword was full of Seven Lights profound energy, Lin Muyu stepped up to meet the difficulties, and the pressure of the sanctuary broke through Qin Bing's domain, and the long sword with the energy of the Er Yao Demon Dance shook on Qin Bing's blade.
"when…"
With one blow, the judgement is made. Even with a super martial soul like the Seven Luminaries Immortal Sword, it is still inferior in strength to the power of the Holy Heaven Realm. Moreover, Qin Bing's body is surrounded by eleven pure bonds. God locks the martial soul, after the corpse is transformed, he still retains the martial soul and strength of his life...
"Go away..."
Amid Qin Bing's roar, the power of the holy heaven was all over his ankles, and he heavily kicked Lin Muyu's abdomen, and Lin Muyu's three Yao sentient beings also landed on Qin Bing's shoulders at the same time.
"Boom..."
Lin Muyu got a kick in his abdomen, and the dragon blood war shield fragments shattered. After taking a few steps, he spit out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment. When he looked up, he found that the battle armor energy of the holy heaven appeared on Qin Bing's shoulder, tyrannical. Extremely, the third Yao's profound energy was completely ejected, and almost no damage was caused. His bodyguard was really too powerful.
On the side, Tang Xiaoxi, who had entered the transformation of the nine-tailed demon fox, couldn't see it. He bit his red lips and said, "Mu Mu, Qin Bing's body is controlled by the corpse driver. I will kill him."
"Be careful, he is a holy heaven."
"Ok."
The nine-section whip made a sharp "pop" in the air, and Tang Xiaoxi sprinted away, the flame tail carrying blaze rays of light in the air, very beautiful, and he immediately fought with the corpse driver.
Lin Muyu took a deep breath. Qin Bing’s body protection gas is too strong. If he uses Liu Yao Tiandi Tribulation or even Qi Yao stars to make a tough fight, it’s okay to break through his body protection gas. I’m afraid if it can’t. It is about to be completely defeated. After all, the Sixth and Seventh Yao consumes fighting energy and physical strength. Once the fighting energy in the body consumes too much and does not defeat the opponent, it is easy to be controlled by others.
The best way to do this is to consume, yes, use the least strength to consume Qin Bing's vindictiveness, after all, it takes energy to condense the battle armor to defend.
Raising the Star Sword is a fierce slash. The sword aura flies straight out with the light of the great sword, crashing on the holy heavenly aura condensed by Qin Bing, and then the second sword, and every sword They were all simple and swift, and did not contain any moves, while Qin Bing roared the fighting spirit that circulated his whole body. Wherever Lin Muyu slashed, he would gather the spiritual power of the battle armor wherever he went.
"Pumppump..."
A blast of light broke out in the tomb, deep underground, the battle between two people and two ghosts was thrilling...
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