"Short-simple knowledge! Even if it is made of pure gold, can you still carry this throne and leave? The real priceless one is his set of armor and weapons. This guy doesn't know how many years he has died. This equipment is still bright and shiny, and it's a peerless magic weapon!" Another person said.

"Anyway, let's get closer and look, but don't act rashly. You can't be rude to your ancestors, otherwise we will suffer any consequences," said Bai Jijun.

"good."

Everyone nodded one after another, but the eyes of these people were frozen on the weapons of the corpse and the armor.

Spiritual weapons are now very rare in the world, not to mention that this set of armor and this spear have existed for many years, and are still as intact as before.

Its horror is self-evident. If it can be obtained, its strength will definitely have a qualitative overflow...

...

Everyone had their own ulterior motives and approached the corpse, but when they approached the corpse hundreds of meters, everyone's bodies sank slightly, and a series of crackling sounds sounded.

The sudden sound made everyone feel creepy.

"What's going on?" Huang Tian raised his eyebrows, his breath also reached its peak, and he looked around with caution.

"Look at the ground under our feet." At this time, Bai Jijun suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked down and took a breath after seeing it, because the ground was under their feet was a mass grave!

However, the pits had long been filled with white bones, and maggots were twisting on them, which made people feel sick.

"This is a mass grave pit, but this pit is filled with white bones, and the depth should be hundreds of meters..." Yang Jie's divine eye technique was activated, and he discovered this scene and quickly reminded him.

"Hundreds of meters?! Are you fooling people? This pit is so big and completely filled, so there are no more than thousands of corpses?" A casual cultivator opened his mouth wide in shock.

"It should be more than that, at least tens of thousands, it seems like an army..." Yang Jie raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

"Be careful!" Bai Jijun said to everyone.

"..." Everyone nodded, and successively used weapons, looking around with caution while walking forward.

Yang Jie also browed together. Although there was no ferocious beast, his intuition told him that this place was very dangerous.

"Mu...Muyi..." Juegen pulled Yang Jie's sleeve.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Yang Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at Juegen's appearance at this moment. Unexpectedly, Juegen, who made the man frightened, would also show a look of fear.

But it is indeed terrifying here...

"Look, there is a stone tablet here." A monk exclaimed, and everyone looked at it in search of the sound, and saw a stone tablet next to the throne.

The top of the stone tablet is engraved with five big characters "Tomb of Emperor Xuan of Jin", while the bottom is some life records.

"Who is Emperor Xuan of Jin?" asked one person.

"It's terrible to have no culture. Sima Yi during the Three Kingdoms period was named Emperor Xuan of Jin!" Another person interrupted and explained.

"This is Sima Yi?! No, isn't this guy dead for nearly two thousand years? How could the corpse be stored so well?" The man opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Ah! You... look, the corpse seems to have moved..." At this time, someone spoke again, and a hint of horror was revealed in his voice, which scared everyone and turned around to look.

But the corpse was still sitting upright on the throne made of pure gold, without any movement.

"Don't you know that scary people will scare people to death?" Seeing this scene, everyone glared at the person who spoke angrily.

"No, I just remembered that his eyes were closed..." the man said aggrievedly.

Hearing the man's words, everyone looked at the corpse again.

I saw the corpse's eyes wide open, and a faint green halo flashed, as if looking at them, extremely cunning.

However, everyone was not sure whether the corpse had closed its eyes before. They had been paying attention to each other's armor and weapons.

Who would notice whether a corpse has eyes open or closed?

"Things are a little wrong, let's go..." Huang Tian's brows were tightly clenching, looking at the corpse, his back was already covered with sweat.

"Well, things are indeed a bit strange. Even if Emperor Xuan of Jin died here, he should not have exposed his corpse in the wilderness. With his great achievements in front of him, he would definitely be buried with a grand funeral..." Bai Jijun also nodded and agreed.

"Can you still get out of the grave?" I don't know who suddenly interrupted and said this.

Originally, they just joked casually, but everyone couldn't help swallowing, and even worse, they almost got scared to pee.

It’s not their fault. Logically speaking, Sima Yi has been dead for so many years, and everyone else has become bones, but its body is still well preserved, and there is a faint green light in his eyes. What’s even more frightening is that Sima Yi is sitting upright on top of tens of thousands of bones at the moment, looking too cunning.

"Let's go, go quickly! Hurry up, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment..."

"That's right, it's too cunning. This is a damn Emperor Xuan of Jin. How powerful would it be if he is still alive? Is it a Japanese-level master?"

"Let's go, go quickly!"

Everyone echoed one after another, and all the powerful people present were all powerful people from the arrogant side, but at this moment they did not have the courage of the strong people. They all wished they could apply oil to the bottom of their feet and escape.

"Damn it, isn't it just a dead person? What's there to be afraid of? Not only did I want to strip his spiritual weapon, but I also wanted to show him the corpse to you later! A bunch of cowards!" At this time, the voice of Huayue Tower sounded.

"Young Master!"

Several female cultivators looked at each other, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

Everyone looked at the sound, and when they saw it, they almost burst out.

At some point, Huayue Tower had jumped off the sedan chair, ran to Sima Yi, and took out the spear in public.

"Huayuelou is coming back soon, don't be rude. Are you willing to kill all of us?" Bai Jijun was furious.

This time, their Dragon Group organized people to come to the Death Sword Tomb just to explore the Death Sword Tomb. They never thought of being rude to these ancestors.

Moreover, this is Emperor Xuan of Jin. He had extraordinary supernatural powers during his lifetime and could compete with Zhuge Wolong. Isn’t this Huayue Tower afraid of causing any major disaster?!

"What's there to be afraid of for a group of cowards? It's just a corpse! No matter how powerful he is, it's still the past."

Hua Yuelou was full of disdain and his hands did not stop. Just now, this guy was disgraced in front of everyone, so he naturally wanted to find some place.

"Click—" a loud bang.

Everyone was almost crying when they saw it.

Because Sima Yi has been preserved for too many years, even if the body is well preserved, it has already dried up. As a result, Huayue Tower cut off the other party's hand holding the spear and broke the ground.

"Look, I've said that this guy is already dead. There are no gods and ghosts in the world? A group of cowards, scare yourself!" Hua Yuelou did not care about the ugly faces of the crowd. He danced with the spear a few times. The strong wind blew up and rolled up a lot of corpses. Then he continued: "What a magical weapon, the next one is armor!"

"flutter--"

As soon as the words fell, a big yellow hand suddenly stretched out and instantly penetrated Huayuelou's body.

"This..." Hua Yuelou looked down at the big hand that penetrated his body, his eyes full of disbelief. The arrogance on his face had long been replaced by shock. He subconsciously extended his hand to everyone, "Save...Save me..."

“…”

Everyone took a few steps back. Hua Yuelou was blamed for his own fault and blasphemed his ancestors. Who would have gone to save him?

Besides, the opponent is a thing that doesn’t know whether it’s a god or a ghost. No matter how powerful this thing is, you won’t be willing to face it!

"Bang--"

In everyone's shocked eyes, Hua Yuelou's body suddenly exploded and turned into blood all over the ground, and he was alive.

"Young Master..." Several female cultivators were frightened by this scene and were dismal.

"Who are you waiting for?"

At this time, in everyone's shocked eyes, the corpse suddenly spoke, and the sound was extremely cold, as if it was coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
Chapter completed!