The fire array was extinguished, An Qingli took Shan Shan into the golden room space, and then An Qingli also entered the golden room space.
An Qingli looked at Shangshang, and a black lotus popped out from his fingertips.
The black lotus is the size of the mouth of a bowl, condensed by netherworld fire, and lifelike.
Shangshan imitated An Qingli's common demeanor and raised his eyebrows.
"Bibi." An Qingli moved his fingertips forward, and the black fire lotus arrived in front of Shangshan.
As soon as the Supreme Good Finger Technique changed, a white water lotus of the same size appeared in the palm of his hand.
Two lotuses, one black and one white, collided violently in mid-air.
Fire wants to extinguish water, water wants to swallow fire, water and fire are intertwined, and heat and water vapor are constantly rising.
An Qingli's success lies in his cultivation and the technique itself.
The greatest success lies in the understanding of one's own skills and the advantages of one's own water spirit body.
Don't look at the numerical difference between a 100% water spirit body and a 97% spiritual root value. In fact, it is a qualitative change.
Fire and water refuse to give way to each other.
Shangshan suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand to pull An Qingli over, and looked at each other.
The water and fire stirred violently and finally dissipated like smoke.
In the golden room, there is always a large bronze mirror as tall as one person.
The two sat side by side in front of the bronze mirror, painted each other's eyebrows carefully, and said some heart-to-heart words.
There was only the last corridor left in the tomb. Now that things were done, An Qingli naturally expressed his plan, which was to either die, ascend, or ascend again after death.
In the lower realm, it seems that apart from the Taoist companion Shang Shan, there are no responsibilities or concerns.
Monks who practice Taoism long for the beautiful scenery of the upper world.
It is also morally right to refine the Ascension Pill but not rush to ascend.
Shangshan took An Qingli's hand, hooked their fingers with her, and said with a smile, "Wait for me."
Whether it is the Nine Nether Underworld or the Heavenly Palace of the Upper Realm, they all have to wait for him to find it.
An Qingli stretched out his thumb, faced it, and said calmly: "Waiting for you. I've been waiting for you for ten thousand years, but don't come too late."
Shangshan looked at the pair of beautiful women in the mirror, nodding in agreement.
After changing into new clothes, An Qingli came out of the golden room and prepared to continue the battle.
The road is still blocked by stone walls.
One stone wall after another blocked the road.
One stone wall after another was destroyed.
The entire tomb has become extremely messy, and only this corridor is left, with a large formation supporting it.
After breaking into eighteen large formations and destroying many evil creatures and ghosts, it was time to face the nineteenth great formation.
Xiao Huzi complained, saying that in this corridor, one large array was connected to another, really similar to smoked sausages, one after another, endless.
I don’t know when the days of working hard and fighting like this with smoke and fire will end.
It is still waiting to break through the ninth level, and then follow its wise and beautiful master to ascend to the upper world!
The days of waiting are really a bit anxious.
"Don't be too anxious."
The Elegant Moon Emperor, who had been following the Mustard Seed Space, suddenly said: "That Butcher is also a strange person. He ascended the throne and became the emperor at the age of nineteen."
When Xiao Huzi heard this, he was suddenly overjoyed. If the formation was really based on the age at which he ascended the throne, wouldn't their success be imminent?!
Several people in the Mahayana realm were still recovering from their injuries in the finger-wrenching space. When they suddenly heard the news, they immediately became excited.
If this is really the case, the dangerous and exciting experience at the bottom of the tomb will finally come to an end.
After staying in this dark underground for so long, I almost forgot how warm the sun was shining on my body.
Being exposed to the sun every day is also a blessing.
A few little ones looked at the place where the Moon King made the noise, hoping that it would give more powerful evidence so that their joy would not be in vain.
The feeling of wanting to fly into the sky is indeed extremely urgent.
The taciturn Moon Emperor looked at the dragon-carved stone wall in front of him. He lived up to everyone's expectations and continued: "First of all, this stone wall is different from the previous ones. This dragon is a five-clawed golden dragon, which can only be used by emperors of the past dynasties. Furthermore, the previous one can
The eighteen large formations each correspond to the eighteen capable ministers and generals under the command of Butcher Zhou."
Looking at the dragon-carved stone wall, the Moon Emperor suddenly surged with boundless anger: "Eighteen capable ministers and generals each guard the formation to protect the Lord. The last remaining place should be regarded as the Butcher of Zhou, or its tomb, or its tomb.
Stand-in dragon."
In his speech, the Moon Emperor used "it" to refer to Zhou Shihuang, perhaps thinking of him as a murderous beast.
But when the little ones heard what the Moon Emperor said, they couldn't help but feel great joy.
It seems that 90% of this last level is the real burial place of the First Emperor.
"Master, hurry up!" The little Pegasus couldn't wait. It looked at the good luck on its master's head.
The master once said that white luck is good luck, and immortality is good luck.
Xiao Jintan was also a little impatient, but sensing An Qingli's stability, he held back and did not say anything to urge him.
An Qingli stared at the golden dragon with its teeth and claws on the stone wall. He could still keep his composure and said, "Don't worry now. We'll wait until the rest of the Mahayana realms adjust their combat power to the optimal level."
Those in the Mahayana realm, after a series of fierce battles, are all injured. The wounds on the soul, even if there are ninth-grade soul-nourishing pills, they still need to be recuperated.
An Qingli went to the finger-wrenching space.
When everyone saw An Qingli's arrival, everyone looked happy, wishing that their injuries would be healed soon.
An Qingli and Shangshan sat side by side and suddenly said: "Except for the place where the First Emperor's coffin was hidden as guessed by the Moon Emperor, everything in this tomb seems to have been discovered. However, when we first entered the tomb, the
Where is the turbulence in the space that was transmitted?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Xun Ping rubbed the chess piece in his hand and said slowly: "Could Grandmaster Qingli suspect that there is still spatial turbulence hidden in the last part of the corridor?"
"It's very possible." Qi Che agreed.
Wu Ling asked curiously: "Can the turbulent flow in space be broken through violence?"
Several human race Mahayana realms looked at each other, looked embarrassed and shook their heads.
Space turbulence is extremely terrifying and is naturally generated.
Heaven and earth have existed for tens of millions of years, hundreds of millions of years, and there are always some places where it is difficult for humans and beasts to set foot.
Such is the turbulence of space.
This entire underground imperial mausoleum is probably built by relying on the turbulent flow of space in that space.
Moreover, according to the two skeletons, when Zhou Shihuang was still alive, he sent countless prisoners to a secret place where they could never return.
Now that I think about it, that secret place is the turbulent flow of space.
The turbulent flow in space is not turbulent everywhere. There are also relatively peaceful places, just like a small oasis that suddenly appears in a barren desert.
It is not impossible to use the blood of countless people to explore a relatively safe path, and then find a relatively safe space to put a carefully forged coffin with repair runes engraved on it.
When the little ones heard this, they exclaimed again. Little Jintan announced the Buddha's name and told him about his sins.
When you think about it this way, this burial place of the First Emperor's bones is really a big deal.
Moreover, it is even more cold-blooded and cruel than the Million Bloodthirsty Formation.