Above the nine heavens, several energy gathered together, and the colorful mist light shone in the sky. The energy vortex kept flowing, one wave higher than the other, constantly impacting the rune ban in the Martial Emperor's Mausoleum.
A hemispherical restriction was torn apart, like a gate, with golden light suddenly appearing, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
"People who participated in the trial, come in!"
Zhuang Zhou held a Taoist sword in his hand, pointed straight at the sky, shouting loudly. The elites from all over the country who participated in the trial looked at each other, jumped in their bodies, rushed into the tomb of Emperor Wu.
Ten masters of the "Xuanzun Level" held their breath, each swallowed a pill, and recovered from cross-leggedness. Their faces were pale, and they obviously consumed a lot of mysterious power. Nangong Biwu was respectful and brought ten masters of the "old monster" level to the palace to hold a banquet.
"Let's go." Zhang Yi glanced at Ning Kunlun and smiled, "After entering the 'Martial Emperor', I think no one can beat our perverted 'His Royal Highness of Wei'."
Ning Kunlun turned his head and thought for a moment: "What he said makes sense."
The two looked at each other and smiled and returned to the Jin embassy.
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The space in the tomb of Emperor Wu is very wide, and compared with Jinyang City, it is only a big or small.
At the front of the tomb are two huge stone gate pillars. The gate pillars are towering into the clouds, as if they are straight to the sky. Around them, there is still a thick white mist. Between the two stone gate pillars, there are stone beams weighing ten thousand jin. The stone beams and stone pillars are made of ten thousand years of "Yinxiao Stone". The silver rays are like lightning, without time shining.
In the middle of the stone beam, three vigorous and simple characters are carved with iron and silver hooks - "Marquis of Emperor Wu"!
The moment young talents from all over the world entered the tomb, their minds were immediately under great pressure, and their whole body seemed to be imprisoned, and even their breathing became extremely difficult.
The three big characters "Marriage Emperor Mausoleum" suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. The young talents were bathed in this golden light and were in a daze. The three big characters were faintly vaguely, which made them feel worshipped.
"Concentrate your mind and drive away your inner demons, your heart is like a rock, and quickly enter the mountain gate!"
A vortex of energy suddenly condensed in the sky, and a vigorous sound was like a bell in the evening drum and morning. Zhuang Zhou's voice was like a thunder, waking up the lost young talents.
The fog around the stone gate post gradually dissipated, and a staircase appeared in the center of the stone gate post. The steps were stacked layer by layer, endless, and I don’t know which end it has not reached.
Zhuang Zhou's voice fell slightly, and a few young men who reacted first took the lead and stepped on the stairs like flying. Others also reacted one after another and rushed up the stairs.
"You have a month to try to hunt treasures here. After a month, the ban will be opened again. You need to come out immediately."
Zhuang Zhou's voice fell, and the energy light ball suspended above the stone pillar gate completely dissipated.
After the young talents entered the stairs, they immediately formed a team with their companions and ran towards the distance at full speed, for fear that those peerless treasures would be taken first by others when they were late.
Ascending to the top, the milky white mist completely dissipated. The young talents suddenly realized that they were actually on a mountain, and in front of them, several well-connected mountain roads leading to the distance.
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As we climbed up to see the distance, we could see everything in the tomb of Emperor Wu. Young talents from all over the world looked into the distance, and each showed a look of horror.
In front of them, there was a barren land: flying sand, rocks, weeds, skeletons, armor, spirit beast corpses... This scene was like the end of the world, full of death and desolation.
If you let a person stay here for a long time and don’t go crazy, it would be strange.
In the Jin squad, a young man in white brocade clothes couldn't help but laugh proudly when he looked at Ye Junlin and Fan Wushuang's horrified expressions.
While laughing, he explained to everyone: "Before his death, Emperor Wu had a desperate battle with the masters from several levels. Nearly 10,000 people on the other side were lost here. After Emperor Wu's death, his soul turned into this 'Martial Emperor's Mausoleum', and the scene of the battle was also preserved."
"It's really worthy of being an ancient battlefield." Ximen Wan'er patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
The young man in white was named "Qi Jianling". His high-level Xuanhuang cultivation was the younger brother of Qi Jianxin, the "Confucian Saint". With this identity, he dared not take Ye Junlin seriously.
But since he experienced Ye Junlin's "Iron Fist", Qi Jianling became much more honest. Even though he was extremely dissatisfied, he had no performance on the surface.
"Are you very familiar with this place?" Ye Junlin looked at Qi Jianling and raised his eyebrows lightly.
"It's okay, I heard from my brother before." When talking about Qi Jianxin, Qi Jianling's face showed an unblocked glory.
"Okay, you can lead the way." Ye Junlin spread his hands and said calmly.
Qi Jianling's face showed unpredictable joy. He pointed to a broken palace in the distance and smiled and said, "Let's go there first to take a look."
The Jin State team, led by Qi Jianling, ran towards a broken palace in the distance like the wind.
At this time, the teams from other countries had gradually dispersed and rushed to various places in the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum".
Suddenly, a flash of lightning ran past the empty ground, trampling on the ground, making a loud bang.
The energy in Ye Junlin's chest gradually surged, and the upside-down maroon mark on his eyebrows gradually stretched out.
"The eyes of heaven are open."
The moment the "Tianmu" was opened, all things within a radius of ten miles were clearly presented in Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness.
Running all the way, Ye Junlin did not notice the excessively powerful fluctuations of the mysterious energy, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Can the traps in the 'Martial Emperor Mausoleum' be cleared by the people who came to the 'test' before?"
As we drifted farther and farther away, large blood-red colors suddenly appeared on the land ahead.
Ximen Wan'er looked at her eyes and was overjoyed: "It's the fifth-level spiritual herb-blood ivy!"
As a "pharmacist", Ximen Wan'er's perception of spiritual herbs is extremely strong. Before everyone could think about it, Ximen Wan'er had already made a judgment.
Everyone arrived, looked closely, and exclaimed: "It's indeed 'Blood Ivy'."
"Blood Ivy", a fifth-level high-level spiritual herb, is a medicinal material necessary to refine advanced healing pills. In the Qingxiao Spirit Realm, it grows very little. Only in some ancient battlefields where blood flows into rivers can a few be found, so it is priceless.
But now, the "blood ivy" in front of everyone is dozens of miles away.
Get rich!
Ximen Wan'er cheered with joy that could not be covered with her face. She stepped forward and reached out to pick the "Blood Ivy".
Just then, next to the blood ivy, a strange spiritual herb slowly bloomed.
"No, it's 'cannibal flower'! Wan'er be careful!" Qi Jianling shouted and rushed forward.