In the mausoleum.

Xia Yi had just demolished the second golden man when he received all the feedback from Xia Shun's shadow.

After a slight pause, he waved his hand to summon Xia Shun's shadow, besieging the last Jin Renyi, and wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible!

"The Snake Demon God actually showed up at such a time, and she didn't hesitate to self-destruct three souls, trying her best to break into the tomb. It seems... she seems to know something that we don't know."

…

Outside the mausoleum.

"Will you die if you break in?" King Jin stood outside the huge east gate, looked inside for a while, then looked sideways at his unconscious right arm, and turned around.

Huh, if you don’t get in, you won’t get in!

On the stone steps below, many Wei soldiers in armor were climbing up. He hummed: "Go back to your respective defense lines to guard! The enemy has been wounded by me, so don't cause trouble!"

If he hadn't been worried about Wei Zu, how could he have lost an arm by the snake demon god? Anyway, he would never admit that he was careless.

Unexpectedly, after he issued the order, the group of Wei soldiers did not stop. The general with a six-star cultivation level at the head had an extremely ferocious expression: "That damn woman killed Lao Fang! Lord Jin Wang! Please tell us where she went, we

Fight with her!"

His courage is commendable, but his IQ is impressive. Is that the Snake Demon King that you guys can hunt down?

King Jin waved his ax impatiently: "Go back and guard, I won't tell you a third time!"

This time, the group of Wei soldiers finally stopped. The leading Wei general looked unwilling, struggled, turned around and waved.

Just as they were about to withdraw, suddenly a voice came from the team: "Master Jin Wang is injured? That arm... If not treated as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be destroyed..."

King Jin was startled and squinted his eyes. My right arm had been drained of blood and moisture by the snake demon, so wasn't it already useless? He was thinking about those healing holy souls that can regenerate severed limbs, and he was still worried.

How could he be so kind to his old face?

"That's true... Lord Jin Wang, we have very strong doctors in our team. Do we need to treat your arm injury?"

A very strong doctor? King Jin looked at the soldiers and found that there were quite a few with five- and six-star cultivations. Their faces were all very unfamiliar, and only a few of them looked like they had seen them somewhere.

Did the Wei Dynasty still have such elite soldiers?

It wouldn't hurt to let them try it?

King Jin acquiesced, and the group of Wei soldiers immediately went up a few steps. Several generals and an elite soldier with a five-star high-level cultivation level came towards King Jin.

The elite soldier checked Jin Wang's injury, looked solemn, but said: "It can barely be cured."

Can it be cured? King Jin was greatly surprised.

The emerald-green holy soul power surged out of the palms of the elite soldier, covering the withered right arm of the King of Gold, and moistened it. With a trickle of water, the King of Gold found that his arm had actually regained some consciousness!

The flesh and blood also become plump.

Can it really be cured? King Jin praised: "Yes, I remember your kindness. Which army of Wei are you? Why didn't I see you during the virtual war?"

"Lord King Jin, don't move."

The soldier who treated his injuries said: "The name of our unit... I'm sorry, it's confidential."

Keep it secret? Are they Cao Cao's new guards? Are the Red Devils Guards going to expand their army and change their responsibilities? King Jin thought a lot for a moment, and then he realized that this group of Wei soldiers were bypassing him and walking up the steps.

"Huh? You guys..."

"Master Jin Wang, don't move! I am reshaping your arm. If you move it randomly, the strength of this arm will never be restored to its original state!" The doctor said, "The general is guarding the door for you."

King Jin was not a fool, and his face quickly darkened, "You guys..."

"Come on!"

"Asshole!"

King Jin shook his hand and threw the ax backward!

"Hey? I'll fight!" A soldier in the team jumped up, pulled out a long stick hanging on his shoulder, and swung the ax hard, but was pulled away by the other hand!

Dang! The two six-star 'Wei Generals' used their swords to parry, staggered back and were supported by others.

"Don't be stupid, Lao Qiu! You're only a five-star cultivation level. Just give me a damn and run away!"

King Jin stood up with a groan, but his withered right arm was still held by the doctor. He was treated carefully, which made him hesitate for a moment. He only separated Wanyan Aguda's shadow to pursue him! In the end, he only stopped a few, and he was angry.

He looked at the doctor beside him, wanting to punch him, but he was a little hesitant.

Wouldn't it be ungrateful to take action?

The arm was really healed.

"Lord King Jin, your hand is healed!"

The doctor looked at him and smiled.

King Jin moved his right arm and felt that everything was normal. He looked left and right and hummed: "You guys, get away, don't let me see you again!"

"I asked you to guard the door, but you actually accepted bribes from others? King Jin, I misjudged you!"

At this time, Xia Yi's voice suddenly came from behind. King Jin froze instantly and turned back mechanically: "Xia Yi? You're not..."

"Um?"

"...Senior Xia Yi."

Xia Yi stood under the east gate, glanced at the people pretending to be Wei soldiers, and finally looked at the person treating King Jin's arm: "Fo Ting? Everyone has changed their appearance. Have they entered the human world?"

Fo Ting smiled sarcastically: "Yes, senior."

"Forget it, you guys can come in too." Xia Yi waved his hand, and a bamboo slip made a clicking sound in his hand.

Fo Ting breathed a sigh of relief and slipped in with the players who had been stabbed by Wanyan Agu's shadow.

"Do you know them? Change their appearance? Are they those guys with strange holy souls who appear out of nowhere in the virtual war?" King Jin guessed.

"Hmm." Xia Yi lowered his head and said, "Don't change the subject. How could you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, get angry because of a hand?"

Some people who are not kings just go in. How important is it to have my hand? Jin Wang thought this way, feeling a little guilty after being caught by Xia Yi.

So he continued to change the subject: "Is this what you got from it?"

He didn't have the nerve to get closer to take a look, and Xia Yi didn't show it to him. After looking at it once, Xia Yi casually put the bamboo slip into his pocket.

This is indeed what he got from defeating the Golden Man, and it is indeed better than killing the Holy Soul, but...

"I should have thought of it earlier."

What is recorded on the bamboo slips is the monk’s nine-star road!

This roughly describes the orientation of the first two stars!

To an average peak king, this is a treasure, but to Xia Yi it is worthless.

It's no use at all.

He looked back: "The more critical question is why did my true body come out? Is it completely a test inheritance?"

How could Cao Cao be slower than him?

…

Cao Cao's opponents are not weak.

This is an extraordinary group of terracotta warriors and horses.

The Great Qin Iron Eagle Guards are similar to the Red Devils Imperial Guards, but also surpass them. Among the thousands of people in the team, most of them are at the peak of the six-star level!

There are even five kings!

Of course, this was far from Cao Cao's opponent. At this time, he had killed 999 people and nailed the terracotta warriors and horses of the last true king to the ground.

He didn't kill them immediately because his holy soul power was not as inexhaustible as Xia Yi's. He wanted to delay recovery for five minutes and explore whether there were other mechanisms in this room, so he killed three golden bodies before Xia Yi.

People are a step slower.

Another battlefield with the same layout.

Faced with some three-star and four-star Qin army terracotta warriors and horses, Bolang had no room for mercy. They fought hard and became embarrassed, and finally killed all the enemies.

A force of teleportation immediately teleported him to the room where the holy soul was inherited.

"Why is it so similar to the plot in fantasy? Breaking through levels and grabbing treasures?" He looked around wildly and picked up the book on the table.

There is a five-star holy soul recorded on it.

Call a deer a horse!

"Is it really an inheritance?" He murmured softly, but the next moment he found that the books in his hands were floating away like smoke, and his body was once again enveloped by the power of teleportation!

A flower before my eyes was replaced by a huge palace!

The ground is paved with tightly-jointed bluestone slabs. Ancient simple beams with several people hugging them rise tallly, supporting the hemispherical dome. Four candlesticks are hung on each beam, and the candlesticks light up with tiny and tiny lights.

Steady orange candle flame.

The sound of gurgling water could be heard in the distance. I walked slowly over and saw that it was a huge river made of mercury, flowing around the mausoleum.

Combined with the uneven bluestone slabs deep in the mausoleum, it creates a landscape of towering mountains, rivers and seas, which is not very magnificent.
To be continued...