Cheng Peng didn't know a thing about the discussion among the people in Qingfeng Palace and the activation of the defense system of Zhang Liang's tomb.
No, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
Cheng Peng is not the kind of person who is addicted to Hong Kong comics who is ready to burn his blood and shout "I am going to defy heaven and my teeth today" 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. For him, it can be smooth.
The best choice is to follow the destiny, but if the script prescribed by "Destiny" makes him unhappy, he naturally doesn't care about going against it.
The entry of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties brought serious disasters to the land of China. Although it may not be better even if the Ming Dynasty continues, on the one hand it is "definitely bad" and on the other hand "it may not be good". Everyone knows what to do.
What to choose? Just like no matter how stubborn an atheist is, when his wife, children, or children are seriously ill and he has to gamble on luck, he will always have to pray to the gods and Buddhas that he looked down upon in the past.
If people agree with this, what's wrong with it?
Cheng Peng came to Liuhou's Tomb this time to go against the will of heaven. In order to avoid the tragic ending of China's land sinking and disgrace like in history, in order to prevent the Yangzhou Ten Thousand People who were clearly mentioned in the story of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman"
Rijiading Santu, Qingfeng Palace, Zhang Liang, that is the supreme destiny... As long as he stands in front of him, he will defeat them all!
At this moment, he was galloping through the dark tomb with his like-minded companions.
The tomb was surprisingly large. Along the way, they had passed through six or seven halls. Some of these halls were filled with many bamboo slips, including many ancient books, some art of war, and some information on Mohist mechanics - Cheng Peng took them away.
There were ancient books inside, and Xu Tu took away information about mechanism skills and art of war; some piled up a lot of gold, silver and jewelry - Chen Wumian muttered, "It takes a lot of money to build a magic tower", and took away the gold and silver.
He left, and the jewelry was accepted unceremoniously by Mei Tixin, whose eyes were shining; some were piled with weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds - Liu Xuan put away these ordinary three-star silver-level weapons. He established it not long ago
I formed a small gang, and many newbies in the gang didn't have suitable weapons yet, so these things came in handy.
In addition to Cheng Peng and Shen Qi, who had already obtained a magic weapon each, everyone in the group of eight was not empty-handed and everyone had gained something.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Peng suggested contacting the five people who were unfortunately suspended and asking them what they wanted. If they found anything, they could be given priority.
Of course, everyone had no objection, but when they contacted Herman and others who were ambushed outside the Peach Blossom Forest and hung up a copy, they learned an unexpected thing - many NPC masters from the Qing army had sneaked into Wuling at some point.
They tried to break into Wulingyuan to meet the Qingfeng Palace. At this moment, they were fighting with the people outside and the local Ming army, and the entrance to Wulingyuan was filled with blood!
"You're well-intentioned, but we have no time to discuss anything!" In the video window, Herman, who was covered in blood, said with a smile. Then he turned back, raised his blood-stained sword and shouted, "Warriors of the Ming Dynasty.
We! Charge! Charge! Drive those barbarians back!"
With that said, he rushed out with a death squad composed of players.
"You've seen the situation, it's really busy here." Yun Yu took over the communication and said apologetically, "Anyway, brothers, let's take care of it, we can rest assured that you can do your work!"
After saying this, Gu Feng, who was silently shooting continuously, and Morili, who was leaning against a big tree and panting like an ox, holding a wand, both nodded in agreement.
As for Xiao Muran...he is constantly summoning various monsters to stabilize the front line. How can he have time to come back and discuss anything!
What's more, even if he were here, he would probably only say something like "As for my part, I have carte blanche to stay awake"... After contacting him, Cheng Peng and the others accelerated their pace again.
They couldn't help but be in a hurry - outside Wulingyuan, the enemy was obviously strong and we were weak, and God knew how long the companions there could hold on; and there were people from Qingfeng Palace chasing behind them, and they didn't know who those guys who were "destined to return" were.
Will there be any more evil moths?
In this case, there is only one word, Hurry!
Soldiers are valuable and quick, and this has been the case since ancient times.
Everyone hurried along, passed through a long corridor again, and came to a relatively narrow hall.
As soon as everyone entered the hall, the doors on both sides were closed at the same time, and then the floor of the hall began to shake and suddenly retracted towards the wall.
"Fuck! Mechanism!" Zhang Channian, who happened to be standing in the middle of the hall, didn't react in time and fell directly. His angry shouts echoed in the air, and his voice kept getting distant. It was not known how far he fell... until
The floor completely disappeared, and he who fell first was still screaming.
In this situation, no one can imagine. Cheng Peng planned to use the true power of Xuan Bing to create an ice platform on the wall for everyone to stand on, but unexpectedly, the wall was incredibly slippery and unreasonably strong.
There is no way to borrow any force, and I can't even carve a mark on it.
So he had no choice but to sigh and fall down with everyone else.
The only one who didn't fall was Chen Wumian. As a conjurer, he knew flying magic. He summoned a flying broom and rode it, carrying Wang Hu who happened to be next to him, flying around the wall.
, looking for possible mechanisms.
But when Cheng Peng fell about three to four hundred meters, he suddenly heard a violent impact above his head, followed by two people screaming in unison. Within a few seconds, he saw Chen Wumian
Wang Hu and Wang Hu screamed and fell down like kites with broken strings.
Chen Wumian seemed to have been hit very hard and was already a little dizzy; Wang Hu had obviously recovered a lot and was cursing at the moment.
"What's going on?" Cheng Peng asked.
"That bastard's roof suddenly came down... It was like a fly swatter!" Wang Hu said angrily, "This is too foul! It's really unlucky to encounter this kind of plot where we are deliberately given small shoes!"
But the bad luck doesn't end there.
It took several minutes for everyone to fall to the ground. Fortunately, the bottom was not a hard stone platform, but soft grass. Of course, falling from such a high altitude, even grass can kill someone, but the setting of this environment
It was obviously a bit weird. Everyone fell very hard, so hard that even Cheng Peng lost consciousness for a while, but no one fell to death.
After regaining their energy, they walked into a corridor along the only exit of the grassland. Then slippery oil sprayed out from the walls on both sides of the corridor, making it difficult for everyone to stand. Each one of them became a rolling gourd, dripping slippery.
Go down.
Liu Xuan, who had extremely solid horse steps, was the only one among the crowd who could stand firm. When they fell from the end of the corridor, the martial arts master subconsciously made a heavy drop, only to find that the ground under his feet was not solid, but as soft as
A sticky quagmire.
In just a moment, Liu Xuan was submerged in the quagmire, with only one head exposed. If Cheng Peng hadn't reacted quickly and directly used the true power of Xuan Bing to freeze Liu Xuan and the quagmire around him, he would have been afraid of him.
It has already encountered catastrophe.
When everyone climbed out of the quagmire with difficulty, there was a roaring wind in front of them, and this wind was not an ordinary wind, but a scalding hot wind!
But not far away, the hot wind suddenly turned into a cold wind, biting the bones.
After alternating between hot and cold for seven or eight times, the weak Xu Tu, Chen Wumian and Liu Xueji became dizzy and could not even walk, so they had to rely on people's support.
And if Shen Qi had not been protected by the Jade Star Mirror, his fate would not have been any better than theirs.
Not to mention the various difficulties and obstacles along the way, everyone scolded the bastard game designer, the damn Qingfeng Palace, and the evil Zhang Liang.
After cursing for a long time, they finally came to a wide hall. There was nothing here except a statue of a military commander standing alone.
"Take a rest!" Xu Tu said weakly, "If I don't take a rest, I will be exhausted!"
Naturally, everyone would not object, and sat on the ground one after another, breathing heavily without any appearance.
Cheng Peng gritted his teeth and resisted the idea of resting, and looked around in the hall - he was really frightened along the way. He would rather not rest, but first make sure whether the surroundings were dangerous or not.
He first confirmed that there were really no mechanisms on the wall, and then confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the passage leaving the hall. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to study the statue.
"It's really exquisite..." After studying the statue carefully, Cheng Peng couldn't help but admire, "It's exactly like a real person..."
Before he finished speaking, a warning sign arose in his heart, and he immediately retreated hurriedly.
Green flames suddenly rose from the statue, and it turned into a terrifying evil ghost with a height of more than three meters and an astonishing momentum!
Before Cheng Peng had time to take action, Zhang Channian, who was used to assessing enemies when he saw them, had already jumped up and let out a miserable cry: "Run! This guy is the Eight-Star Ghost King!"
What is the concept of an eight-star character? Moving mountains and seas is a matter of course. A battle can change the natural landscape. It belongs to the level of walking humanoid natural disasters.
Not to mention Cheng Peng and the others, even if they had ten times more manpower, they would never be able to defeat the eight-star Ghost King!
A group of people fled for their lives in panic, running for half a mile in one breath until they ran under a white marble stone tablet.
Oddly enough, the eight-star ghost king neither attacked nor chased after them, but let them run away so lightly and skillfully.
Cheng Peng was still confused, but Wang Hu jumped up and cursed.
The stone tablet clearly said in modern characters: "Half a mile away, I suppressed an interesting ghost that had nothing special except for its powerful momentum - it looked stronger than Shui Jing holding the Xuanyuan Sword, but
The fight was quite sparse, even my escort couldn't beat it..."
The words below were vague and unclear, but these alone were enough to make everyone furious and turned back to find trouble with the bluffing Ghost King.
They returned to the hall viciously and saw that the ghost king was still there, making various vicious postures and pretentiousness.
Wang Hu had a violent temper and was on the verge of exploding. Without saying a word, he rushed out and kicked the ghost king in the chest. He kicked the ghost king far away and fell into the darkness inside the corridor.
He was about to chase out and kill the superficial guy, but he suddenly found dozens of green will-o'-the-wisps appearing in the darkness.
After a while, a large group of evil ghosts transformed from pottery figurines surrounded the Ghost King and approached everyone.
"What should I do?" Liu Xueji, who had little combat experience, asked in a panic, "Those are all five-star..."
"What to do?" Cheng Peng sneered and drew out the Fire Lin Spear.
Not far from him, Zhang Channian also revealed the Thunder Axe. Chen Wumian, Shen Qi, Wang Hu, Mei Tixin... everyone made preparations for battle.
