Before his brother arrived, he collapsed outside the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, this life's grand dream ended just like this.
"It will not attack dead objects, but it can kill living beings in an instant!"
Lin Huang turned to look at Shen Qing and analyzed.
Then, Lin Huang turned his hands over, surrounded himself with formation seals, and began to form a formation.
Lin Huang has been neglecting this path of cultivation for too long. However, his foundation still exists. As his realm and soul power increase, he can control more complex formations.
Seeing the formation seals flying around Lin Huang and the shimmering formations, full of terrifying power, the expressions of those present could not help but be excited.
They only knew that Lin Huang was a master of both martial arts and formations, and that he was in the realm of a martial saint, so his formations should be roughly the same. However, they did not expect that Lin Huang's strength was comparable to that of a Saint King.
This greatly exceeded their expectations.
Now that I think about it, the pretty brother is not even that important at the end.
At this moment, Lin Huang used a formation to wrap up everyone, isolating everyone's breath. He stood at the front of the crowd and headed towards the place where the corpses lay ahead.
Lin Huang is alive.
Everyone immediately felt relieved and followed Lin Huang into this place where no danger could be seen.
"Where is Little Brother Lin from?"
Shen Qing became a little more interested in Lin Huang. The latter was only in his twenties, but he was also good at martial arts formations. At a young age, he had reached the realm of a martial saint, and his formation strength was comparable to that of a holy king.
No matter where you put it, you are a genius and should not remain unknown.
At this moment, even the heroic girl who had remained calm from beginning to end couldn't help but look sideways at Lin Huang.
"Come from a small place!"
Lin Huang said with a smile, looking very perfunctory and hypocritical, and then added, "I have a good master, so it's not convenient to say his name!"
Everyone understood it clearly and asked no more questions.
After all, when traveling around the world, everyone has their own secrets. For example, that heroic girl joined halfway, and I have never seen her take action.
As everyone walked along the jade path, there were corpses all along the way.
But the deeper you go, the dead warriors are no longer simple, and they are no longer instantly killed. It is obvious that there is internal strife among those warriors. As a result, the bodies of those dead warriors are full of wounds from swords.
No one paid much attention, but hesitation began to appear in their hearts.
It’s not that they are hesitant to continue walking, but that among the seventeen tombs of the Ming Dynasty, there are many inheritances. They should choose which imperial tomb to go to.
This is critical.
It also makes people very uneasy.
It's like opening a blind box.
"Go there..."
Suddenly, the heroic girl spoke up, guiding everyone in the direction for the first time. The place she was pointing to was only a hundred miles away from everyone. The mountains there were not tall, not as green as the surroundings, and there were hundreds of flowers in bloom.
It looks a bit like a paradise.
Shen Qing hesitated for a moment, "The mausoleum there is not very tall. Among the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty, it should not be considered the most important existence. I risked my life to enter the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. Give me a reason why it is there?" "
Obviously, although Shen Qing looks calm, he is also very adventurous in his heart.
The greater the risk, the greater the reward!
The heroic girl turned around, but did not answer Shen Qing, but behind her, a dragon-seeking disk slowly appeared...
"Are you the successor of the Order Master?!"
Shen Qing looked at the girl, suddenly a little surprised, and then overjoyed.
After all, in a place like this, having a fortune teller who is proficient in Feng Shui and numerology can greatly protect everyone's lives.
The girl shook her head, "I just have such a martial spirit, not a command master...it can sense where the treasure exists!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, becoming more interested in this girl.
He obviously has the realm of Saint King, but suppresses his realm to that of Martial Saint. He only tells others that his name is Xiao Ling, but he is unwilling to reveal his real name.
With a martial soul like Xunlong Pan, not all the treasures in the world are placed in front of her.
I joined the Holy Alliance just for fun.
What is she doing for?
Play with yourself?
Lin Huang shook his head. After being confused, he no longer cared. Just like Shen Qing, he followed the girl without any doubts.
It didn't take long for everyone to appear at the place the girl had pointed to before.
Lin Huang frowned as he looked at the place where the flowers were blooming.
It was just a relatively small palace, but rather exquisite. There were everlasting lamps shining inside, making the whole palace brightly lit. It was not like other mausoleums, which seemed to have many structures at first glance.
This palace looks like it is inhabited.
Moreover, there was an unusual aroma here... which made Shen Qing and others immediately cover their mouths and noses.
"It's just a normal spice flavor!"
The enchanting Mandala chuckled, secretly cursing a group of stinky men who didn't understand the style.
Shen Qing and Scorpion Man were a little embarrassed.
Lin Huang stepped forward and approached the flower forest outside the palace... There was a sign outside the forest, "Thieves last!"
“This brand is interesting!”
The Scorpion Man laughed, "It seems that the emperors of the Ming Dynasty also knew that their resting places were not absolutely safe, so they put up this sign!"
Lin Huang squatted down and looked at the sign.
There is nothing murderous about the handwriting on the sign.
Very calmly written!
It seems to be telling a normal thing...
After the scorpion man finished speaking, he stepped directly into the flower forest.
"Be careful...there may be clues in the flower forest!"
Seeing how reckless the Scorpion Man was, Shen Qing shouted.
However……
Baihualin is no different.
After a slight hesitation, everyone entered the flower forest. Then...
They passed through the flower forest smoothly.
Lin Huang was speechless. This place looked less and less like an emperor's tomb, but a place of daily life, a paradise.
After passing through the flower forest, everyone approached the bright palace.
The palace is somewhat gorgeous and noble.
However, the courtyard surrounding the palace seems a bit ordinary... It is actually a courtyard surrounded by a fence, which is simply too simple.
Among the fences, there is half an acre of field.
On the other side, there were chickens, ducks and geese squawking, as if they had been hungry for a long time.
Everyone outside the fence looked at each other in confusion. Outside the royal palace, what was surrounding was a fenced courtyard of a farmhouse, where vegetables were grown and chickens, ducks and geese were raised...
What is going on?
Even if you raise two rice dumplings, they all think it is reasonable.
After all, this is the Seventeen Tombs of the Ming Dynasty. To put it bluntly, it is a tomb!
There is a ghost in so much life!
Just when everyone was confused, the door at the bottom of the palace suddenly opened with a creaking sound...
In the palace, a stooped and thin figure walked out!