Wolong Mountain in City A is majestic and the appearance of the mountain is as spectacular as a coiled dragon, but who would have thought that right under this mountain is a thousand-year-old city?
If Feng Wu hadn't secretly followed her second uncle to find this tomb, Feng Wu wouldn't have believed it even to death. Everything she saw before her was surrounded by magnificent jewels scattered on the ground.
The stone walls are carved with exquisite patterns, which become more majestic and majestic the further you go inside.
It was a city gate carved out of marble, and there were various stone figures at the gate, holding weapons in their hands, which were comparable to the terracotta warriors of the Qin Dynasty!
Feng Wu, who was among the bodyguards, had big black eyes shining brightly. She was smart and found this place effortlessly.
The stone door was pushed open, and it was like walking in a palace, with thumb-sized luminous pearls serving as lighting for every ten steps.
Two golden dragons were seen hovering in the air, and there was a red bead in the middle. That was... Feng Wu took a breath, wasn't this the Xuan Ling Bead? She had seen it in the painting given by her grandfather.
What a double dragon drama!
Feng Haotian waved his hand: "Pack everything into boxes." After saying that, he jumped up and was about to take down the Xuanling Pearl that was sandwiched between two dragons.
A black figure grabbed the beads one step ahead of him and landed on the coffin.
Feng Haotian squinted his eyes and took off his gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a civilized person before, but now he looked like Shura: "Looking for death!"
Feng Wu tore off the human (skin) mask on her face and instantly transformed from an ordinary-looking man into a cute little loli. She shook the Xuan Ling Bead in her hand and smiled slyly at the man: "Second uncle, don't be so stingy.
, how many tombs have you stolen while wearing the vest of an archaeologist from the depths of the country? This Xuan Lingzhu belongs to our Feng family. Grandpa said that whoever can find all the lost treasures of the Feng family will be the next head of the Feng family.
, you don’t want to steal it from your niece, do you? Tsk tsk…that would damage your status.”
Feng Haotian sneered: "Do you think you can beat me?" After saying that, a stream of cyan Xuan Qi emanated from his body, which is the symbol of the Xuan Emperor's first level!
Feng Wu carefully put away the Xuan Lingzhu, and patted her heart with fear on her face. However, there was an exasperating smile on her face: "Tsk, tsk, second uncle, look at you, you are already old enough to reach Xuan Lingzhu."
Emperor, my niece really feels sorry for you." If he wants to fight, then she will let him see who is the stronger one!
Purple light enveloped Feng Wu's body, and her hair was flying. Even though she was wearing a black suit, it did not diminish her beauty at all, but made her more capable and beautiful!
Feng Haotian's eyes showed surprise, but he quickly hid it with a cruel smile on his lips: "Feng Wu, don't blame the second uncle for being cruel. When you see your parents in the underworld, remember to say hello to the second uncle!"
A stream of mysterious energy attacked Feng Wu like a tiger: "Break it for me!" He didn't believe it, he couldn't break this girl's protective shield!
It seemed that he had expected the Feng Dancing Party for a long time. All the subordinates he brought were quickly packing the gold, silver, jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings in the imperial city. Feng Haotian and Feng Haotian were left in the center of the mausoleum.
Uncle Wu and nephew.
This is a battle of the strong. The Feng family is an ancient martial arts family that has been passed down for thousands of years. They have practiced Xuan Qi for generations. Among Feng Wu's generation, she is even more outstanding. She has already entered the middle level of Xuan Huang at the age of 20.
And her second uncle is only the first level of Xuanhuang at the age of 44! It can be seen that strength makes everything!
The two mysterious energies suppressed each other, and Feng Wu always had a sweet smile on her face: "Break it for me!" With a bang, the two mysterious energies collided, and the purple mysterious energy suppressed the green one, while the one under Feng Wu's feet
The coffin exploded.
"Secret Book of Nine Revolutions!" Feng Haotian shouted, reaching out to grab the secret book placed in the coffin!
After Grandpa handed it to her, she memorized it all in her mind and then burned it. Could this be the second half? Before she had time to think, Feng Wu waved her palm with the wind. The sword that was lying around made a buzzing sound, and everything looked like a phoenix.
Haotian thrust away,
"Bah bang bang..." All the swords broke five steps away from Feng Haotian!
"What do you think this is?" The instrument in his hand was thrown into the air, and a video appeared in the air instantly, in which the old man was tied to a cross, covered in blood.
"Grandpa!" Feng Wu exclaimed, turning to look at her second uncle angrily: "That's your father!"
Feng Haotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shrugged indifferently: "So what? I can kill your parents, let alone this damn old man! You must destroy your skills immediately, otherwise I will send you away immediately
This old guy is going to reunite with your parents!"
Like a thunderbolt hitting Feng Wu's head, her eyes were bloodshot, her fists were clenched, her nails penetrated into her flesh and blood flowed out. It turned out that... her parents did not die accidentally, but were killed by her second uncle!
"Don't try to challenge my patience."
There was a mocking smile on Feng Wu's lips, and she glanced at the dying grandpa in the screen: "Let grandpa go."
Feng Haotian pressed the remote control in his hand, and a group of doctors in white coats immediately appeared on the screen, lowering the old man from the cross for treatment.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me." After saying that, Feng Wu stood up quickly, and the mysterious energy she erupted changed from lavender to deep purple, trapping her second uncle tightly inside.
As the world spins, the ten-thousand-year-old volcano sleeping in Panlong Mountain begins to erupt, and beautiful mushroom clouds bloom in the dark night sky, rising straight into the sky and swallowing everything!