After the spoils were divided, the two of them did not leave.
We finally arrived at the tomb, how could we not take a good look at it.
The two became tourists.
Niu Hong took the soul-catching bell and walked to the sarcophagus. He walked around the sarcophagus countless times and occasionally stretched out his fingers to lightly tap the coffin.
Looking at Zhao Yun, he walked around casually.
There are really a lot of gold and silver treasures in the tomb, including hundreds of thousands taels.
However, you can't move.
Both the elders and the Xuanmen Book of Heaven say that things in the underworld cannot be moved.
So, just take a look.
Looking away from the treasure, he stood under the wall. There were many ancient patterns carved on it. Looking at the characters in the paintings, they were all dressed in strange clothes. They should not belong to this dynasty.
"Oh no, this is King Yin Yue!"
On the other side, Niu Hong let out a yelp, as if he had discovered something.
"King Yin Yue?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.
I have heard of this before, involving the Yin Yue Dynasty, which was a rather ancient country. It was once prosperous, but was destroyed by the eight dynasties during the Warring States Period. Five hundred years after that, the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty unified the world.
King Yin Yue was the last king of the Yin Yue Dynasty.
According to legend, he was born with supernatural powers and extremely talented. He was a genius rarely seen in thousands of years. Unfortunately, he was a fierce and militaristic master. In the battle that destroyed the Yinyue Dynasty, he refused to surrender and even defeated thousands of troops who were killed by one man.
However, the dynasty's energy has been exhausted. No matter how strong he is, he can't turn things around.
After his death, his head was cut off by the enemy and hung on the city wall for three months.
Unexpectedly, this is his tomb.
This tomb is not too small, but if it belonged to King Yin Yue, it would be too shabby.
After all, he is also the king of a country.
But it makes sense to think about it, since the country was destroyed, it would be nice to have a tomb.
"It is indeed the totem of Yin Yue."
"The emperor of one dynasty was buried in a corner of this mountain."
"Dynasties change, kings succeed and bandits fail."
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, looked up and down around the sarcophagus. There were life stories engraved on it, summarizing the life of King Yin Yue. The king who subjugated his country was quite legendary.
The two of them were not at peace.
What can I say! I have never seen the real emperor, but I came to the emperor’s grave.
"Senior, I don't mean to disturb you."
The two juniors are still very sensible. Before leaving, they cupped their hands towards the sarcophagus. The objects in the tomb would never move rashly, and they would not disturb the soul of King Yinyue.
"gone."
The two of them turned around and walked away from each other, and the tomb door closed behind them.
Jingle Bell!
Soon, I heard the sound of the soul-stirring bell, which was still so magical.
It's Niu Hong. He likes this bell so much that he jingles it every two steps.
"Damn it, stop shaking it."
Zhao Yun cursed, his head was buzzing when he heard it at such a close distance.
"Looking at the introduction, it seems that it needs to be combined with a spell."
Niu Hong didn't take it seriously. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he shook it more firmly and muttered a spell that Zhao Yun couldn't understand.
"bring here."
"Don't make trouble, this is mine."
"Still shaking?"
The two were quite noisy and chased each other on the suspension bridge.
Buzz!
During the commotion, I suddenly heard a buzzing sound in the direction behind me.
To be precise, it was passed down from the tomb.
Both of them stopped and looked back subconsciously.
Upon entering, you can see the closed door of the tomb, with Yin Qi surging out.
Other than that, it's just a whine.
The sound was like the wail of a fierce ghost, and the two people's hearts trembled when they heard it.
"Fake... corpse?" Niu Hong swallowed secretly.
"Put away your soul-catching bell." Zhao Yun snorted coldly. He was not joking. It was probably the bell that disturbed the dead souls of Yin Yue and even transformed them into corpses.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the tomb exploded, or in other words, was knocked open.
What hit it: coffin board.
That's right, the sarcophagus opened, the lid flew off, and the tomb door collapsed.
"careful."
Niu Bang roared and hid behind Zhao Yun.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun immediately drew the Zixiao Sword and danced it with all his strength to block the falling gravel. He managed to block it, but he coughed up blood. The gravel was not strong, but the force on it was strong. The collision made Zixiao buzz.
The shock also made all his internal organs hurt.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before he could settle down, he heard a thumping sound, slow and rhythmic. After listening carefully, he realized that it was footsteps. Perhaps his body was too heavy, and there was a thumping sound with every step. Even the suspension bridge was shaken.
In a flash.
"What the hell."
Niu Hong yelled and screamed, and because the suspension bridge was shaking, he couldn't stand still.
Zhao Yun is basically the same.
Looking at the tomb door, the Yin Qi is surging and rolling, and the prototype of a person is slowly walking out.
It is the King of Yin Yue.
It is the Yin Moon King without a head. His body is completely preserved. He is wearing ancient armor and carrying a big halberd. He is like a Yin soldier from hell, like a demon from Jiuyou. His whole body is full of Yin evil, and his aura is
, extremely powerful.
Zhao Yun and Niu Hong finally stood firm, raised their eyes together, and swallowed their saliva.
The figure of King Yin Yue is so majestic. He must be two and a half meters tall. In front of King Yin Yue, they are no different from children.
"Life is king, death is still king."
This is Zhao Yun's evaluation of King Yin Yue.
Even though it was a corpse, even though it had no head, King Yin Yue was still so powerful that he could dominate the world, and he was still so powerful that he could not stop him even with his mere momentum.
"I remember that the Soul-Calling Bell can control corpses."
Niu Hong said, and took out his soul-catching bell again.
"Control your sister."
Zhao Yun cursed loudly, picked up Niu Bang and left.
Controlling corpses? It also depends on who it is.
For example, King Yin Yue, how can a small soul-catching bell spirit be able to control it? If it could be controlled, it would be your turn? The mage might have summoned him for a walk long ago.
Niu Hong didn't dare to mess around again.
The two crossed the suspension bridge and entered the tomb passage, running faster than rabbits.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Behind him, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard. It was King Yin Yue who was following.
"It's too silly."
Niu Hong looked back more than once, his face extremely pale.
"What the hell, did you take something from him?" Zhao Yun cursed.
"Didn't take it."
"Why did you follow us if you didn't take it?"
"Okay! I got a spirit bead."
"I....."
Zhao Yun couldn't catch his breath and almost spurted blood on the spot?
"Give me back the beads."
Niu Hong laughed sarcastically, took a spiritual bead from his arms, and threw it down the tomb path.
It is true that things in the underworld cannot be moved.
Don't tell me, just return the beads and the footsteps will stop.
After hearing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
However, a few seconds later, the banging sound started again, and the surging Yin Qi rolled.
"I've already paid you back."
"Stop howling."
Zhao Yun turned around, stepped on the Wind God Step, pulled the cow and flew away.
Buzz!
When I was escaping, I suddenly saw the tomb passage ahead. There were stone gates rising from the ground, blocking the way out of the tomb passage. It should be a trap set up by the tomb builder. Once someone disturbs the undead, they will not be able to get out.
, or maybe it was because he was too strong in front of him to block the Yin Yue King. Once his corpse transformed after death, few people could check him. If he left the ancient tomb, God knows how many people would suffer.
"You want to trap us to death!"
Niu Hong's expression changed, and he suddenly felt the need to urinate.
"Vyron."
It was Zhao Yun who simply struck out with a mighty dragon palm.
The stone door buzzed, but it only buzzed and did not crack.
On the other hand, Zhao Yun was so shocked that his arm bones cracked, and his throat gushed out with blood.
"Open it for me."
Niu Hong shouted, holding Long Yuan in his hand, and struck it with his sword.
Bang!
The stone door was strange. It was obviously a stone, but when Long Yuan hit it, it seemed like it hit a steel plate. The sound of metal collision was clear and crisp, and sparks flew out.
puff!
Niu Bang also spurted blood, and Long Yuan was shocked to throw his hand away, but Zhao Yun took it.
"Get out of the way."
Zhao Yun made a clanging sound, pulled Niu Bang away, and shot three flying knives at the stone door. He detonated the explosive talisman just before hitting the stone door.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
There were three explosions in no particular order, with smoke billowing and thunder and lightning tearing apart.
Looking at the stone gate, it was actually intact.
Zhao Yun was not surprised. Normally, escape from the ground and wall penetration are ineffective, and explosive symbols cannot be blown open. Just like this tomb passage, the extremely thick stone door, the extraordinary stone is too hard, and cannot be broken or blown open. They are destined to have to
Stuck here.
Normally, it would be nothing.
But now, there is a terrifying Yin Yue King behind him.
He is too strong.
For people like this, if they stand and let them chop, they may not be able to break open his body.
Bang! Bang!
As he spoke, the sound of banging came closer, but King Yin Yue was not seen. Instead, he saw rolling Yin evil spirits, which were so cold that even the flames burning on Zhao Yun's body were annihilated.
"It's over, now I'm dead."
Niu Hong's face turned pale, and he slapped himself twice in his heart. Before he could fully grasp it, he fiddled with the Soul-Calling Bell, even disturbing King Yin Yue.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Zhao Yun said nothing and threw out nine flying knives in one breath, all with explosive talismans.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
There was another explosion, but it did not shake the tomb passage at all, nor could it shake the King of Yin Yue. In fact, it did not even block it in the slightest, which was almost like scratching an itch.
The non-explosive talisman is not overbearing enough, but the Yin Yue King is too scary.
Like him, even if he brought a cart of explosive talismans, it would probably be difficult to shake it even half a cent.
puff!
Zhao Yun spurted blood again. It was because he had consumed too much and was injured too badly.
Dead end.
There was nothing he could do. It was ineffective to break through the wall, to escape from the ground, to blow open the stone door, and to blow up the King of Yin Yue. What awaited him was the judgment of death.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the opposite side, King Yin Yue did not stop walking. He held an ancient halberd in his hand and thundered with each step. There was no need for him to take action. The surging Yin evil alone made Zhao Yun and Niu Bang unsteady. He also had an extremely terrifying aura and suppressed the two of them.
People spurted blood.
Buzz!
At this moment, the stone gates sank into the ground one after another.
Whoosh!
There was a gentle breeze, and someone had sacrificed a jade belt, which flew over, tied their waists, and pulled them both away with a fierce tug.
Then look at the person who took action, it is a woman in purple.
When Zhao Yun saw this, he was stunned. Wasn't it the purple-clothed fairy who came to him to ask for directions before? There was a spiritual beast mount, which was the white crane.
The fairy girl said nothing and only looked at King Yin Yue.
Looking at her expression, she was extremely solemn. Not to mention Zhao Yun and Niu Hong, Ksitigarbha realms like her could not help but tremble in their hearts, and the purple clouds surrounding their bodies were extinguished by the yin energy.
Boom! Bang! Bang!
The pace of King Yin Yue still did not stop. The halberd in his hand rubbed against the ground, creating a series of sparks and a rustling sound, which made the listeners despair.
"King, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust."
The fairy girl in purple clothes moved, stepped forward, knelt down with a bang, put her hands on the ground, as if she were paying homage to the emperor, not only respectful, but also in awe.