Bang——

After the black-armored general was reduced to ashes, a round copper-colored metal plate fell out of his body, with some ancient inscriptions engraved on it.

Shang Ye watched the bronze medal roll to Ma Xuancai's feet and picked up the BOSS's dark gold sword.

[Item Obtained: Earth Sword]

This is a high-grade sword, but the precious thing is not the sword, but the material from which it is made. The surface of the sword is plated with a layer of dark golden metal called "Earth Gold".

Legend has it that the main material of the Emperor's Sword, which is a symbol of the authority of the Holy Emperor, is ground gold. This thing was extremely valuable in ancient times. Nowadays, it is considered a rare material, but it belongs to Fan Tao who can buy it if he has money.

In the game, it was once popular to use ground gold to cast imitation Emperor's Sword, which was used to hold it. The gold was once quite valuable.

"Little brother..."

Senior Wu's face looked a little sluggish, and he said slowly: "If there is an astonishing act like just now in the future, can you inform me in advance?"

Shang Yeqiang smiled and nodded, not forgetting to ask the senior to rest on the stone seat.

Wu Liuxing waved his hand and said: "Young people who want to be heroes must take the situation into consideration. It was too dangerous before."

"I was anxious for a moment..." Shang Ye touched his nose.

Wu Liuxing looked at him for a while, but said nothing.

After the stone statue dissipated, the chessboard barrier was lifted on its own, and the young senior sister and the others walked over.

As soon as everyone gathered together, the wall at the other end of the stone room opened to the left and right, revealing a passage.

Liu Bai, who had paddled for a long time, said: "After passing a pass, there is a road. This place really doesn't look like a mausoleum."

Everyone made some repairs, meditated, adjusted their breath, and dealt with their injuries. Fortunately, they were all minor injuries and did not translate into combat power. At most, they were some consumption of real energy.

Shang Ye took advantage of this gap to come to Long Shengyu, raised his hand and handed over the Earth Sword.

The young senior sister glanced at Jian, then looked at him silently.

Shang Ye joked: "I'll give you this instead. Without the magic exorcism sword, I, a half-hearted heavenly master, can't walk safely at night. I just asked seniors and Brother Lin, and they don't mind."

After Ma Xuancai got the bronze medal, he had been sitting cross-legged and meditating, and Shang Ye didn't bother to look for him.

"Well, thank you."

The young senior sister smiled and thanked her softly, then returned the magic sword to Shang Ye and took the earth sword.

This dark gold long sword cannot be said to be very good, it is an ordinary low-grade magic weapon, but it is extremely strong and has good real energy circulation, which is also the characteristic of earth gold.

"Are you... okay?" the little senior sister said softly.

"No, it was just thrilling."

"What kind of weird movement is that of yours?"

The young senior sister was obviously a little curious and said, "If it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell me."

Shenfa...

Didn't he just take the high jump skills he learned in physical education class, put them to use, and then twisted around for a while...

"that……"

Shang Ye thought for a while and said: "That's called the strategy of strategy, a kind of martial arts that can predict the enemy's opportunities."

"Strategy..."

The young senior sister's eyes moved slightly, and she was obviously a little confused. She was also obsessed with martial arts, so why hadn't she heard of this kung fu?

Shang Ye didn't want to talk about this topic in depth, so as not to show off his flaws, he nodded and left with the magic sword.

Wu Liuxing, Lin Qingshi, and several monks were discussing together, and they were talking about the imminent Soul Retrieval Curse and the way out of the underground palace. The old man was very optimistic. He said that the arrangement of the mausoleum must have deep meaning, and he should continue to walk on.

You should find something.

After a while, everyone entered the passage again...

"Is it getting cold? Is this underground palace divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter? Why does it get cold and hot..."

Not long after walking, Liu Bai complained softly.

Wu Liuxing said: "It's cold, but it's cold. The yin here is extremely strong, and it looks like a tomb." The old man's face and condition have improved a lot. He is a golden elixir monk who is proficient in martial arts.

It is resistant to beating and has strong recovery ability.

Monks who major in martial arts are usually in the T position in the player team.

"Look, there are murals on the wall."

Shang Ye reminded him loudly, and everyone looked at him.

On one side of the passage wall, a very long mural appeared. It described a battlefield in detail. Many human soldiers holding shields, wearing black clothes and red clothes, and wearing masks with four golden eyes, were in an endless field.

In the wilderness, fighting countless strange ghosts...

"Four eyes with golden pupils, this is the legendary Fang Xiang." said the Lingji monk.

Liu Bai asked Shang Ye in a low voice: "What is Fang Xiang?"

Shang Ye said: "It's a shame that you are from a Yinnong family and don't know anything about historical allusions."

"People don't like reading..."

"The so-called 'Fang Xiang' is a legendary army formed by the ancient Holy Emperor when he was expelling the heavenly ghosts. They all wear evil ghost masks with four golden eyes on them. Nowadays, in some remote areas, there are still people dressed as

'Fang Xiang', the custom of offering sacrifices to exorcise evil spirits."

"oh."

Everyone continued walking, and after a long time, they still didn't see the murals and the end of the passage.

The color of the mural gradually turned reddish, and the scene depicted seemed to have come under the setting sun.

On every mural, the group could see Fang Xiang's soldiers fighting with ghosts and monsters. The black long swords in their hands could hurt evil objects, and the shields painted with unknown patterns could also block ghosts.

But the ghosts seem endless, and the overwhelming ghost tide fills every corner, so that every mural is filled with war dead. This painting is like a moment captured by a camera, and there is no shyness in it.

, it depicts bloody scenes of human beings being torn apart by evil spirits with extreme realism.

After looking at it for a long time, the monks all felt that this was not just a painting, but something that had happened before.

Senior Wu sighed: "After such a battle, I don't know how many people will be left in this army in the end..."

Suddenly, everyone noticed a white mist coming from the ground in the passage ahead.

finally come……

Shang Ye turned his head to look behind him and said, "There are also those behind you."

Everyone looked quickly and found that it was indeed the case. Even the walls near them seeped out a thin layer of white mist. The mist flowed on the ground and soon completely covered the floor of the passage.

Afterwards, a group of illusory, almost translucent figures walked out of the darkness through the white mist.

After getting closer, I saw that they were holding shields on the left and wielding weapons on the right. They wore evil ghost masks with four golden eyes on their faces, and they were also wearing black and red cloth...

"Prime Minister Fang?!" someone screamed.

These people, or ghosts, were once soldiers of Fang Xiang's army, but now, they are just the guardians of the Holy Lord's tomb. If the previous chess battle fails or times out, they will pour out from the wall to attack and kill outsiders.

By.

In the past, a player's soul left the body and tried to travel to the underground palace. As a result, he was intercepted and killed by Fang Xiangjun.

Prime Minister Fang's soldiers lined up neatly, walking towards the crowd in silence.

The group of people were on guard, retreating again and again until a group of ghostly figures walked out of the darkness behind them.

They were surrounded.

Just when everyone drew their weapons and prepared for a battle...

Shang Ye seemed to "think" of something and suddenly shouted: "That token!"

Ma Xuancai was stunned for a moment. When he saw Shang Ye looking at him, he reacted and took out the bronze medal that the black-armored general had dropped from his sleeve.

After Shang Ye saw the thing, he took it directly.
Chapter completed!