Now, this key token actually shines brightly here! It means that this is the Tomb of Classics!
It’s great! No matter how hard you try, you can’t find anything, but the hard work pays off!
He unexpectedly fell into the Tomb of Classics for no apparent reason!
It turns out that this is how the key to the classical tomb is used!
Hahaha……
Lu Chen couldn't help but thank his good luck for a moment. He saved someone and accidentally fell onto the Tomb of Classics. It didn't matter, he was actually being chased and fell into the Tomb of Classics. The enemy also returned
He killed one of them easily.
Moreover, he happened to be alone now. If he was still with Yu Luan at this moment, it would be difficult for him to directly check the contents of the ancient tomb.
All coincidences, even just a little bit of luck, will not work!
It seems that the things in this tomb of classics belong to me!
Lu Chen was so happy that he put his head on the steps in front of him and slapped it hard.
"Boom." Just a muffled sound was heard.
In the underground palace outside, an extremely heavy iron door suddenly fell down, completely blocking it, forming a dead place.
Lu Chen was a little dazed, he didn't know what was going on, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened on his side, so he immediately walked forward.
This token key is obviously left to future generations from classical antiquity.
With the key in hand, Lu Chen would not encounter any danger as long as he followed the direction.
…
The golden-clothed spirits who had not yet had time to leave the underground palace knew something was wrong as soon as they heard the strange noise, and rushed toward the palace door like lightning.
However, the fine iron fell and all the ways out in all directions were blocked.
The lights were dim, the light of the shark's pearl was flickering, and it was extremely cold.
Lu Chen followed the key's guidance and walked up the stairs. When he saw that there was a wall at the end of the place, he couldn't help but stepped forward and knocked on the wall standing in front of him.
The wall immediately opened, revealing a door.
Lu Chen walked slowly in, and the entire underground palace below was completely displayed in his eyes.
The underground palace was now a mess. In the short time he walked up the steps, all the exquisite decorations and carvings in the underground palace were destroyed by the angry golden-clothed spirits.
The square iron gate made of fine iron also bears many marks.
A sneer flashed in his eyes, if this place really is the tomb of classics.
I'm afraid that even if this spiritual clan dies, they won't be able to break through.
With a cold look in his eyes, Lu Chen looked down at the golden-clothed spirit tribe below who were frantically attacking the square iron gate, and asked directly: "I remember, you insist on chasing us, right? This is the Tomb of Classics
?”
Hearing Lu Chen's voice, the golden-clothed spirit tribe immediately turned around and looked this way.
However, after hearing Lu Chen's words, the Jin Yiling Clan couldn't help but change their expressions: "After all, you came here for the Tomb of Classics! I should have killed you with one sword just now!"
Under the light of the shark beads on the wall of the underground palace, and with the shouts of the golden-clothed spirit tribe, the ground slowly cracked under his feet.
"Boom boom..."
Under the cracked ground, countless irregularly rotating sharp knives are slowly revealing their true colors.
The light of the knife was cold, and the sharp blade was filled with coldness, as it was poisoned.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the golden-clothed spirit clan suddenly changed.
The cracks in the ground are getting bigger and bigger, merging towards the left and right, and there is less and less ground to stand on under the underground palace.
"Buzz buzz..."
Tens of thousands of rotating knives were spinning rapidly, and the light of the blades was mixed with coldness. This originally gloomy underground palace became a hell knife mountain.
"It seems that it's not you who wants to kill me, but Classical, who wants to kill you." Looking at this scene, Lu Chen couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart. He finally understood why no one can fly here.
If it could fly, this classical tomb would probably be discovered and dug up early on.
I don’t know where it is located in the World of Warcraft Forest.
The golden-clothed spirit tribe raised their heads when they heard the words. In the space above the underground palace in front of them, Lu Chen was standing on the stone wall with an indifferent expression, looking down at him.
The golden-clothed spirit tribe suddenly raised its brows, roared, and flew the sword in its hand, shooting towards Lu Chen above.
Lu Chen snorted slightly from the tip of his nose and flicked his fingers.
In an instant, an arc-shaped lightning strike mixed with red flames struck at the golden-clothed spirit tribe.
Forgetting a flash of lightning, Lu Chen then released countless lightning and flame balls.
When the golden-clothed spirit tribe below saw this, their expressions instantly changed, becoming almost pale.
Seeing this, Lu Chen didn't want to continue reading. He looked at the golden light of the key pointing to a wall tile, and then realized that he had just knocked the wrong one. He immediately raised his hand slowly and pressed it on the stone wall.
The stone wall behind him slowly closed without any gaps, and a new stone cave appeared next to him. Lu Chen then took the token key and walked in.
…
The bright shark rays flickered, and the underground palace became increasingly gloomy.
The wind blows over the mountains, gently layer by layer.
I don't know where the wind comes from in this tight cave.
But Yuluan did see it and felt the cool wind blowing past her, blowing up the layers of gauze in front of her.
In the exquisite palace in front, silk gauze of various colors hangs, gently swinging and flying in the cool wind.
The overlapping gauze shadows form thousands of strands of gauze curtain. Under the bright light of the shark beads, they evoke all kinds of amorous feelings. However, they also outline the coldness and gloominess that can send chills down the spine.
Yu Luan would not be like Lu Chen and first think that this place was the residence of some powerful person.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yuluan looked cold and said nothing.
She just remembered that this magic scroll of life and death usually transports people and will choose the nearest dangerous place to transport them.
Now she can locate the place in front of her without looking.
It was definitely a secret trial place or treasure trove in the World of Warcraft Forest, and it was discovered by the Spirit Tribe people first, otherwise they wouldn't have pursued and killed them.
The reason is to prevent them from leaking secrets.
Slowly he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and a hint of coldness flashed between Yuluan's brows.
There were crises everywhere here, and she and Lu Chen fell into confusion.
Seeing the layers of gauze flying in front of him, Yu Luan's face was very cold. Now that he and Lu Chen were separated, it would not be easy to reunite.
Now, Chase Lu might have to face the pursuit of those Spiritual Tribe people.
And he will always face the ghosts of the Spirit Tribe people. Yuluan's face is very serious, and his breath is colder than the wind blowing from nowhere.
Glancing coldly at the palace in front of her, Yuluan calculated quickly with her fingers.
Yihuo, Bingjin...
After all, Yuluan is also one of the owners of Dootian Auction House, and he knows not only many things, but also many things.
She is also capable of calculation methods similar to those of the witch clan.
"South."
With a pause of his fingers, Yuluan glanced at the veil palace in front of him, took out the magic weapon, determined the direction, and immediately walked forward.
After listening, walking, and calculating in the cave, Yu Luan slowly avoided the searches of several spirit tribes and got closer and closer to Lu Chen's position.
However, with the gauze stacked up and the cool breeze blowing, there is no sense of coolness. Instead, there is an endless chill in the heart, and the hair on the back stands on end.
Yuluan walked slower and slower, step by step, his breath became slower and slower, almost blending with the breath of the cave.
"Whoosh."
In this suffocating cold silence, a sudden sound broke through the air, shattering the silence here.
A green-clothed spirit race shot towards him like a shooting star. The veil was slightly raised, and Yuluan walking in the midst was directly exposed to the green-clothed spirit race's eyes.
Wearing a light pink dress, the whole person is as beautiful as a picture.
The green-clothed spirit clan's eyebrows darkened, and with a single stroke of his sword, he stabbed Yu Luan in the gauze tent.
No matter if you are a man or a woman, if you break into this place, you will be killed without mercy.
There was no expression on Yuluan's face, and she watched coldly as the sword shot towards her as fast as lightning.
With a single turn of his toes, his figure instantly disappeared behind the gauze curtain in the sky behind him.
"Wow!"
With a sword across the sky, the veil was cut in half by the green-clothed spirit tribe's sword, and flew down leisurely.
The gauze fell, but there was no Yuluan behind.
Seeing this, the green-clothed spirit clan stood still in the gauze tent, the sword light in their hands surging like a poisonous snake.
Yu Luan smiled slightly in the dark. She recognized that this person was the guy who attacked Lu Chen first just now. Then, let's play with him.
At this moment, Yuluan's lotus steps moved lightly, her footsteps were light and faint, and she was vague.
Accompanied by the sound of wind and elegant gauze, it is almost inaudible.
However, the ears of the green-clothed spirit tribe were naturally different. He immediately struck the hilt of his sword and struck towards the place where the sound was coming from, with a ferocious murderous aura that was unparalleled.
A sword shattered the fluttering gauze, and fragments flew down in all directions along with the sword energy of the green-clothed spirit tribe.
There was no one, and there was still no sign of Yuluan.
The green-clothed spirit clan frowned. No matter how high her cultivation level was, she would never be able to fly here, and it was impossible to avoid such a trace without being able to catch it.
A gust of cool breeze blows, and all kinds of gauze curtains flutter lightly.
In the midst of this light dance, Yu Luan stood coldly under the first floor of the palace, wearing a pale pink dress.
There was an even colder light in those beautiful eyes.
The green-clothed spirit clan glanced at her figure, and immediately struck out with a sword in his backhand, and at the same time he stood up.
Yuluan put his hands behind his back and didn't even move when he saw this.
The veil around me is flying and rippling.
"Bang."
An extremely clear collision sound suddenly sounded, shattering the dead silence of this hall.
The green-clothed spirit tribe struck the fluttering gauze in front of Yuluan with a sword.
The sonorous sound was like the sound of iron tools hitting each other, emitting a strange sound on the soft and weightless gauze.
The green-clothed Eldar was suddenly startled, and his right hand holding the sharp sword was slightly numb. The sword just seemed to have struck a boulder, and the shock actually made his arm numb slightly.
Yuluan, who was behind the veil, had her hands behind her back and didn't move at all.
What's going on?
Before the green-clothed spirit clan could figure it out, Yuluan's figure flashed and disappeared into the gauze curtain.
The green-clothed spirit clan only felt that the figure in front of them flickered and disappeared. The speed was comparable to that of a ghost.
He immediately frowned, "No, this is not the right place."
The green-clothed spirit tribe took one step forward and flew towards the direction where Yu Luan disappeared.
However, as soon as he took one step forward, the gauze curtains around him suddenly began to rotate.
Threads were flying, and for a moment, it seemed as if the entire palace was spinning.
The green-clothed Eldar was suddenly startled. His back was as cold as ice as he looked at the gauze curtain that began to rotate in circles around him from slow to fast.
Feeling the extraordinary speed and toughness of these gauze curtains, the green-clothed Eldar's eyes instantly became serious.
He directly activated his magic energy and struck at the gauze curtain with several swords.
