This is how the legendary Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty appeared.
It comes unexpectedly and magnificently.
As soon as it appeared, it suppressed all the beasts in Tianyuan. Even the great monsters of the Nine Realms did not dare to make mistakes in front of the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty.
In Taixu, several powerful men from ancient clans finally opened their eyes at this moment and looked at the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty.
They came here for the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, and the life and death of the ants had nothing to do with them. Only the fool who had practiced for three thousand years before becoming a quasi-emperor took the fate of these mortals so seriously.
At this moment, Lin Huang had quietly returned to Dongtian City and was standing behind Shen Qing.
The previous doubts have been relieved!
The murderous intention in the deep sea must have been retreated by the appearance of the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, and they did not dare to compete with this being who carried great luck and numerology.
Lin Huang looked at the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty from a distance, feeling emotional in his heart.
However, he felt sad because the feeling was not strong. But he knew clearly that those buried in the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty were all the ancestors of the Lin family.
The Lin family is originally Tuoba!
And he should also be called Tuoba Huang.
It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty fell. It's a pity that a thousand years have passed, and the Tuoba family has long since declined, and there is no memory and recognition of the ancestors of the past generations.
Lin Huang's eyes became calm.
At least, three thousand years later, he, a descendant of Tuoba, will still be fighting. Even if he loses the honor of his ancestors, he will not give up.
Buzz.
Buzzing.
…
Above the vast ocean, the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty began to shake. The outer barrier began to gradually become thinner and disappear as it shook.
The warriors in Dongtian City began to get excited.
They were gearing up and excited. Looking at the gradually disappearing barrier, their hearts were filled with uncontrollable desire.
Those are the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty.
A treasure mountain.
As long as you can take away bricks and tiles from it, maybe you will be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life.
No matter how glorious the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty were, they are just dead objects after all, and should be used to inspire people all over the world. In their hearts, there is no awe, only desire.
The quasi-emperor of the Xuantian Divine Clan shook his head. In his mind, he remembered the unparalleled and magnificent princess of the Divine Dynasty three thousand years ago, and sighed:
"Why bother showing up!"
Lin Huang looked at Taixu, his eyes gradually becoming colder, and then he looked at the warriors in Dongtian City who were roaring like mountains and tsunamis, without any expression on their faces.
"My dear... The Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty really showed up. After finishing this job, you won't have to work hard anymore!"
The scorpion man had a smile on his face.
"My eldest brother is almost here, Alliance Leader... How about we wait for a while. With my eldest brother here, the danger will be much less!"
The pretty boy spoke.
Shen Qing was silent, seeming to be thinking. Even if the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty were really opened, everyone knew that the tomb formation of several generations of emperors must be full of dangers.
Perhaps even the Holy Emperor must be extremely careful when entering it.
What's more, it's them.
Lin Huang didn't say anything. Next... it was everyone's game time, and he didn't want to disturb it.
Although he released the news of the appearance of the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty in advance, so that more warriors would come here to die. But the Seventeen Tombs will not appear just because there is no such news.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise.
The barrier outside the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty suddenly exploded, and the entrance opened.
The warriors in Dongtian City suddenly rushed towards the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty like raging locusts.
At this time, a slow step means a slow step. How can someone else snatch a good thing first?
Of course, there are also people who have been in the world for a long time who are very cautious. They have not lost their minds and are watching from a distance in Dongtian City...
Shen Qing didn't move either.
His level is not high, but his experience is very rich. The reason why he has reached where he is today is entirely due to caution and hard work. Only when he is alive can he have the opportunity to climb up step by step.
He didn't move, and everyone in the Holy Alliance didn't move.
However, the pretty boy looked a little restless. He looked at Shen Qing several times, stamped his feet or made noises several times, as if he was in a hurry to urinate.
"Leader, too many people are pouring into the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. If we don't go in, there won't even be any soup!"
Finally, the pretty boy couldn't help but said.
"Why, can't you wait for your elder brother?"
The enchanting Mandala spoke.
"After my eldest brother comes, he will naturally be able to find me... But if we don't go in now, we will be empty-handed by then, and it will be useless even if my eldest brother comes!"
The pretty boy said.
"Wait a little longer!"
Shen Qing spoke calmly, with a deep gaze, like an experienced hunter.
"How about... we don't go in?"
Lin Huang became timid again and cherished his life for everyone.
The pretty boy and the scorpion man immediately turned to look at Lin Huang, giving them extremely contemptuous looks.
Time passes little by little.
Half an hour passed.
One hour.
…
It wasn't until two hours later that the heroic girl beside Shen Qing, who had been calm and silent, said, "It's almost done!"
Shen Qing nodded, then greeted everyone and headed towards the Seventeenth Tomb of the Ming Dynasty.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a few people approached the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. They felt an overwhelming ancient aura sweeping over them. The ancient aura was also mixed with the aura of twilight and the majesty of the emperor.
This made Shen Qing and others' faces suddenly look ugly, and they felt like there was a big stone on their shoulders, making their movements slower.
Lin Huang opened his arms and felt the atmosphere in the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. He felt a different kind of sadness!
After entering the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, other than the majesty, no one felt much strangeness...
What is at the forefront of everyone is a jade path paved with snow-white jade that stretches for millions of miles!
On both sides of the jade path, there are undulating mountains, which look like palaces, but are extremely majestic.
At this moment, there are already relatively low-level warriors who are starting to pry the jade floor tiles. They are very self-aware and know that they cannot enter the tombs of those emperors. They just want to make a windfall. Then they can return to the small place where they were born and become rich. He is domineering and has a wife who has eight wives and nine concubines!
"How to go?"
The pretty boy asked, his voice full of displeasure. The large army had disappeared, and they had no one to guide them, so they were a little confused.
Is it possible to pry jade?
"Walk with your feet!"
Shen Qing replied seriously, and then walked along the jade path...
Not even a quarter of an hour later, they stopped and looked ahead, their expressions becoming tense.
On the jade path not far ahead, corpses suddenly appeared everywhere.
Those corpses were still hot and very fresh.
It stretches from the feet of everyone to the end of the jade path that they cannot see.
"There's something weird about this place!"
The Scorpion man said something that everyone knows.
Lin Huang frowned in fear, pried open a piece of jade, and threw it forward.
With a bang, the jade stone fell to the ground, nothing unusual.
Lin Huang picked up another corpse and threw it over, but still found no clues.
"Maybe the danger is gone. Fortunately we came in late!"
The face of the pretty boy relaxed, and as he spoke, he walked forward boldly and tentatively...
"careful……"
A hissing sound.
Just as Lin Huang said the word "be careful", a ray of blood flew past, and the pretty boy's head fell to the ground!