After a while, the twenty-eight iron pillars slowly stopped rotating, and then began to turn back towards the place where they should exist.
The breeze slowly died down, and the white palace still returned to that white palace, with nothing out of the ordinary.
Southern Zhuque, Zhuque is originally named after fire.
The wind helps the fire, but actually it contains the direction of the wind.
The twenty-eight constellations are formed with the wind as their starting point and the wind as their attack.
The mechanism hidden here is not the monstrous flames, but the Qimen Bagua formation.
A single trigger affects the whole situation.
What Dugu Ye is best at is formations. You need to be careful when entering this formation, but Green Lord barged in so recklessly.
If you don't die, wouldn't you be living up to the arrangements of such a skilled craftsman?
The breeze is blowing, and the white gauze is fluttering.
Duguye walked slowly outside the palace step by step.
The Royal Tomb of the Snow Saint Kingdom must not be underestimated.
The dim light flickers in the mausoleum, and the exquisite imperial mausoleum takes on an increasingly gloomy feel.
"Dong Qinglong." Xuanyuan Che let go of the calculating fingers in his hand and looked at the palace in front of him, as beautiful as the moon and extremely glorious.
If his calculations are correct, this place should be the east side of the entire mausoleum.
Four white jade pillars stand tall and majestic, with green dragons hovering above them, so vivid that they almost break the pillars and fly away.
Slowly entering the palace, Xuanyuan Che walked carefully.
Qinglong belongs to water, so there must be water hiding in this area. It is best to be careful. Don't kill the six gods of Hades Island and lose yourself here. That is not worthwhile.
Walking after walking, Xuanyuan Che walked slowly in the palace.
The palace looks grand on the outside, but the inside is just like the streets and alleys, full of narrow passages, which looks quite strange.