Yan Chixia fell next to Lu Zhi and asked in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Lu, are you okay? Did you fall into some formation trap before?"

When he was chasing after him, he only saw a flash of black light in the air in the distance, and then Lu Zhi suddenly disappeared on the spot without a trace. Yan Chixia was shocked, and she guessed that he must have been hit.

Knowing some kind of trap or magic set here, I quickly rushed over to check it out.

Fortunately, Lu Zhi reappeared soon, and bursts of spiritual light exploded in the air. It seemed that the magic here had been broken.

Lu Zhi turned to look at Yan Chixia and gave him a slight nod: "Fellow Taoist Yan is determined. I am fine with you. The formation has been broken by me."

Yan Chixia nodded and said with a serious expression: "It seems that this place is not a good place. There are still many traps and magic waiting for us ahead. We must be careful."

Lu Zhi naturally knew this truth, but he didn't have too many fluctuations in his heart. After all, it was nothing more than soldiers coming to block it and water coming to cover it up. No matter how dangerous this place was, he could break it with one force!

After the two chatted for a few words, they headed towards the center of the imperial tomb in front of them again. They encountered several traps and curses along the way, but they were all broken by the two of them one by one, and it did not delay the two of them for long.

In just one stick of incense, the two of them arrived at the center of the imperial tombs, the huge emperor's tomb.

Looking at the two huge golden statues of an eagle and a wolf placed in front of the mausoleum, Yan Chixia couldn't help but sigh: "The previous foreign dynasty was so extravagant that they actually cast these two statues in gold.

Standing in front of the mausoleum... I don't know how many rich families they robbed to get this gold."

This is just the outside of the mausoleum. There are gold statues for decoration, white jade carvings for archways, and bronze pillars. The decorations and burials inside the mausoleum are probably even more luxurious and luxurious than the outside!

One can imagine how much wealth those foreigners from the previous dynasty plundered from the Central Plains when they settled in this land of China!

Just those two copper pillars, after being melted, could probably be recast into millions of coins!

Lu Zhi took a look at the two golden statues and thought that it would be a waste to leave them here. Although he would not use them, he could take them back to Kong Gan to replenish his army.

So he raised his hand and put away all the luxurious and luxurious tomb decorations.

The two people moved forward again and came to the tomb door of the mausoleum. The thick and tall tomb door was made of a huge bluestone nearly ten feet tall. It was probably weighing at least thousands of tons. Once it fell, it would close.

, almost never think of reopening it.

However, this was very simple and easy for Lu Zhi. He just raised his hand and touched the tomb door lightly, using the magic of turning stone into mud, and saw that the thick bluestone tomb door suddenly turned into clay.

A puddle of soft mud-like form.

Although there is a specially carved spell on the tomb door that can block the influence of the spell, it does not have much effect on Lu Zhi's Five Elements Escape, and it is easily broken open.

"Roar!"

The moment the tomb door opened, a gust of dark wind suddenly roared out of the tomb, and with a terrifying scream, a ferocious blood shadow instantly rushed out of the tomb and rushed straight towards Lu Zhi and Yan Chixia.

Come!

"Friend Lu Dao, be careful!"

Lu Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised his hand to make a spell: "Zhenzi. Lei Ze!"

Crack!

I saw a flash of lightning, and the dazzling blue-white lightning suddenly burst out, flooding the field instantly. The blood shadow was annihilated in the lightning and dissipated into nothingness in just an instant. The turbulent lightning shot out in all directions.

, all the bombarded tombs were shattered and scorched black.

When the lightning gradually dissipated, Lu Zhi glanced at the scene in the tomb, and saw that the deep tomb was pitch black, and the corridors were carved with strange and twisted runes using bright red paint or blood.

The totem is as if blood is flowing on it. Just looking at it makes people feel frightened.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, do you know these runes?" Lu Zhi asked.

Yan Chixia shook her head: "I don't know about a certain family. After all, after the Great Zhou Dynasty conquered the world, the whole world banned these weird inheritances of wizards and shamans spread by foreign races, so I'm afraid not many people in the world can recognize them.

The evil magic and sorcery of these alien races is over."

Lu Zhi thought for a while, then simply raised his hand and summoned a few golden sword lights, which flew into the tomb, smashing all the blood-colored rune totems into powder, but nothing unusual happened.

"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Yan, and go into the tomb to meet the foreign emperor for a while."

Back then, those alien races invaded the Central Plains and occupied the land of China, but in the end they did not have a stable position for many years.

The barbaric tyranny they implemented made the people of the world never give up their resistance to them. From the time they conquered the Central Plains to the fall of the dynasty, the war in the world never stopped.

The last group of aliens only ruled the world for twenty-seven years before they were overthrown and destroyed by Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, those foreign dynasties actually only experienced one dynasty and one emperor. Among this large group of mausoleums, there was only one main mausoleum, and the foreign emperor could only bury himself here.

The two of them entered the tomb. As soon as they stepped into the tomb, they felt an extremely ominous feeling welling up in their hearts. Lu Zhi couldn't help but get goosebumps when he was stimulated by waves of uneasy chills.

The weirdness in this tomb may be even greater than they expected.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, be careful."

Yan Chixia nodded and looked around with a solemn expression. Then she held the sword in her hand and walked towards the depths of the tomb with Lu Zhi.

On the other side, on Mang Mountain, it seemed that they sensed that the imperial mausoleum was being invaded, and the offensive of those dark soldiers and ghost generals instantly became extremely crazy.

Countless ghosts came like a tide, crazily oppressing Master Qingning and the others.

"No! The Xuanqing Banner is almost unable to stop them. Fellow Taoists, please retreat quickly!"

Master Qingning gritted his teeth and held on, and quickly reminded everyone loudly.

The next moment, the barrier formed by Xuanqing Qi suddenly shattered and annihilated like a broken soap bubble, and countless Yin soldiers rushed through the field like a torrent.

A fellow Taoist from the Maoshan sect who was unable to dodge due to excessive mana consumption was washed away by the torrent of ghosts in an instant, and his soul was instantly annihilated by the terrifying ghost energy and Yin energy!

There is a saying in the world about the passage of Yin soldiers, which describes this kind of situation.

Thousands of ghosts and ghosts formed the general trend of hundreds of ghosts walking at night, rushing past like a torrent and rushing waves. Wherever they passed, all living things were annihilated and all things were extinct!

Even an accomplished spiritual practitioner cannot resist the terrifying ghost energy. Every ghost that passes through your body will take away a trace of your vitality, a trace of heat, and a trace of your soul.

...

And if this number is reduced to thousands of times and shortened to just a few breaths, even gold and iron will be frozen and broken into powder!

"Junior Brother Qingmiao!"

Seeing his junior brother being devoured by those ten thousand ghosts, his soul was scattered, and even his body was annihilated and disappeared. Master Qingning couldn't help but show a look of pain and sadness in his eyes. He turned around and rushed towards the group of ghost soldiers and ghosts to avenge his junior brother.

"Brother Qingning, don't be impulsive!" Taoist Xuanxin grabbed him.

The torrent formed by thousands of ghosts is undoubtedly the same as the torrent that breaks the embankment. It is almost unstoppable. Even if they confront it head-on, they will be shattered to pieces!

Master Qingning's lips could not stop trembling in pain, but he finally calmed down.

"Brother Xuan Xin, these thousands of Yin soldiers have formed an unstoppable trend, but I can't stop them at this moment... Fellow Daoist Lu and Senior Nephew Yan must inform them as soon as possible."

"I have already informed Chixia of this situation through my Shushan communication method. They must have some plans on their side. Let's hurry over. Otherwise, Chixia and the others will be attacked from both sides, which will be in danger."

In the tomb, Lu Zhi and Yan Chixia had gone deep into the tomb and were dealing with a group of black strange snakes that appeared out of nowhere.

As soon as they stepped into this corridor, a mechanism was activated for some unknown reason, and a large ball of countless dark snakes coiled up suddenly fell from above their heads.

From the surrounding dark corners, there were countless strange snakes crawling towards them. Countless ferocious strange snakes were squirming and surging towards them. This kind of terrifying and frightening atmosphere made even Lu Zhiyan and Chixia feel a little hairy in their hearts.
Chapter completed!