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Chapter 5859 Funeral City

The bronze mirror just now was still a piece of iron plate and could not be shaken.

But now, it can be turned around.

As he exerted force on his hand, a white light shot out from the bronze mirror.

Although it was only a moment, a white light appeared in the black hole over there.

"ah!"

Several people screamed in shock.

Especially Mo You and others who were standing on the other side turned around in horror and sat down at the same time.

However, after the light, there is another darkness.

"Did you see it?"

"It seems like I've seen something!"

“Too fast…”

“…”

Before the discussion was over, Ding Temple had turned the bronze mirror and another ray of light was emitted.

The light quickly refracts in one place, and another light flashes out.

Then—

The third, the fourth...

I don’t know how many lights it has been broken, but no one cares anymore.

Everyone's thoughts were shocked by the world in front of him at this moment.

"I'm going...Is it dazzling, or..."

Feng Chenglin shook his hand in front of him to prove that everything he saw was true.

Dingmiao slowly stood up: "Incredible...How could there be a dungeon here?"

In their thoughts they were just a dark and chaotic underground cave, there was actually a small city.

Halls, pavilions, small bridges, rockery, flowerbeds and green trees...

Everything that a city should have exists here.

And at the four corners of the city are several large bronze mirrors.

The first bronze mirror under your feet folds the light to the second bronze mirror, and then folds it to the third one. After this, it becomes a complete underground lighting system.

"Now, what should we do?" Feng Chenglin muttered with laughter.

Why didn't Ling Luoyu say anything?

Could it be that I was also scared by the strange city in front of me?

Otherwise, what if it happens, there should be a sign, right?

"You didn't notice that something was wrong in this place?" Yan Ziyue was trembling all over.

"Sure something is wrong!" Zhou Yan whispered: "This place has been covered in dust for many years, but it has not been damaged at all..."

"I'm not talking about this, you don't feel that this city... is it very small?"

Yan Ziyue bit her lip and gestured with her hands.

"This...is a smaller version of the city."

"See it!" Feng Chenglin didn't understand what she was nervous: "If the city is so big, I can live in the second half of the country!"

"...So, where is there such a thing?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin was very sensitive to this thing and instantly understood what she meant.

"You...you mean, this thing is... a burial object?"

"Isn't it? Otherwise, who would have created this city underground?" Yan Ziyue narrowed back nervously: "Isn't this obviously moving a city where he lived to the underground world?"

"Then is this a big deal?" Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth and aimed at Mo You: "Young Master You, I think this tomb is very consistent with the identity of the ancestor you can't find in your family!"

Thumbs tipped and pointed behind you.

"Look, that sacrificial hall is a stone coffin that is hindering people's ears and ears, and this is his sacrificial pit. Oh... it's a big deal, Mr. You, from this we can see that your Mo family has strong financial resources."

Mo You was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He had never heard of this place.
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