Ten thousand years ago, the Martial Emperor, who had risen rapidly in the Qingxiao Spirit Realm, fell like a meteor under the joint attack of the masters of the upper classes, and was short-lived. The reason was that Emperor Wu got a treasure, one for the upper classes.
Experts are all jealous of treasures.
After Emperor Wu's death, he saved his soul with the power of treasures and built the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum" out of thin air to wait for future generations. All the masters above the "Xuanzun Level" were blocked.
Despite this, the masters did not give up. They relied on their magical powers to divide the originally independent "tomb hall" into several places, each of which was thousands of miles apart.
In addition, they also set up countless traps in the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum" to block those who came to find treasures.
Among these obstacles, the most powerful one is the "Skeleton Cavalry".
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The Jin State team was dormant on the hill, holding their breath and regulating their breath, while studying the "breath-restraining technique".
At this time, the Qin team and the Song team finally arrived at the place where they had just left.
Duan Minghong's body pounced on the ground, with his body and head different from each other, and he could not keep his eyes closed until he died. The prince of Song came forward, hugged Duan Minghong's body, and cried loudly.
In the Song Dynasty, the royal prince and the young patriarch of the "Invisible Family" grew up together, eating together, and sleeping together. The two had a very good relationship, no different from their brothers.
Now that Duan Minghong has died tragically, the prince of Song State, "Song Chuyu", is naturally heartbroken.
"Squad Jin, I will kill you all!"
Song Chuyu said, clenching his left fist tightly and smashing heavily into the ground. The red flames roared, and a huge deep pit was smashed into the ground, which was originally flat.
Ying Zheng looked at Song Chuyu, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The enemy's friend is the enemy, so the enemy is the friend.
The Song and Jin teams are now irreconcilable. The same interests have brought the Song and Qin teams together. From another aspect, this is an enhancement of their strength.
The irritable alchemist stood behind Ying Zheng, and his eyes fell on Duan Minghong's body, and his brows frowned slightly.
From Duan Minghong's death to the present, it only took one stick of incense, but why did Duan Minghong's blood be drained instantly? Could it be that someone in the Jin squad practiced the "blood evil technique"?
After being reminded by the alchemist, Ying Zheng also found something strange.
He knew very clearly about the information of the Jin State Team that he had absolutely no one who practiced the "blood evil technique". The only explanation was that there were monsters sucking human blood in this "Martial Emperor Mausoleum".
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's face turned pale in an instant. Because in his mind, he suddenly remembered a "legend" that the "Ghost Venerable" told him, a "legend" that was terrifying.
"Boom!"
The earth suddenly trembled, like thousands of troops galloping in.
In the Qin team, a young man in white jumped into the air, his eyes as if he had penetrated everything and looked around thousands of miles away.
"Your Highness...No...No..." The young man looked shocked, as if he had seen something extremely scared, his legs trembled unconsciously.
"What's wrong?" Ying Zheng was a little angry: "Are you the fucking hell?"
Speaking of the word "ghost", the boy in white actually trembled all over. He pointed to the direction where the sound came and said tremblingly: "Skeletons... so many...skeletons...
The expression of the boy in white did not seem to be lying at all. Ying Zheng frowned slightly, jumped up to a big tree, climbed up to look into the distance.
I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m shocked when I see it.
A hundred miles ahead, there were dense army of "skeletons", holding the same style of white bone spear, riding on various "skeleton spirit beasts", and rushing towards them.
"That terrifying 'legend' is actually true!"
Ying Zheng was shocked, but his heart was still calm. He waved his hand and ordered to the Qin team: "Everyone, go!"
At this time, he had no choice but to pursue Ye Junlin and the others. Whether he could survive in this "skeleton cavalry" was unknown, so how could he dare to ask for anything else?
Just when the joint squad of Qin and Song were escaping for life, the Jin squad that was dormant on the hill also discovered the "skeleton army".
Ximen Wan'er was so scared that she lost her vigor. She ignored her ladylike demeanor and suddenly plunged into Qi Jianling's arms. Qi Jianling smiled silly, and she was not in a mood to pay attention to the "skeleton army".
Even the unreliable tomboy like Fan Wushuang was so scared that her face turned pale. She pulled Ye Junlin's sleeve and kept asking: "Junlin, what should we do, what should we do...
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Ye Junlin held his breath and concentrated his mind. The "Tianmu" opened. He saw countless resentful auras rushing forward a hundred miles ahead, with a fierce momentum. All living things along the way were sucked away from their vitality and died on the spot.
Ye Junlin took a breath and was a little panicked.
Suddenly, he saw several golden lights rising up, as if a god came to the world, and those "skeleton cavalry" were obviously extremely afraid. Where these golden lights were emitted, they were several tombs divided in the "Martial Emperor Mausoleum".
The main hall'.
"Go to where!"
Ye Junlin pointed to a hall closest to them and shouted loudly.
Without any doubt, the Jin State team followed Ye Junlin and rushed to the hall as fast as possible.
Many things in recent days have proved that Ye Junlin is not only far superior to others’ force, but also has extremely correct strategies and decision-making. Everyone has gradually become accustomed to obeying Ye Junlin’s orders and regard him as the core of the team.
The mountain range is about five or six hundred miles away from the main hall. If it were normal, it would take more than half a day before everyone could arrive. But under the pursuit of the "skeleton cavalry", everyone's speed was sufficient.
Three times that of usual, and in just over an hour, the Jin National Team rushed outside the hall.
"Everyone comes in and hide first." Ye Junlin pointed to the hall and ordered.
Five men entered one after another and found a corner to squat down. Fan Wushuang trembled with his hands in a daze and arranged an "invisible" formation. Everyone adjusted their breathing and used the "breath-retaining technique" that was not skillful.
Soon, several powerful auras came one after another, and dense footsteps sounded in the hall. The auras of five people, three of them, were extremely powerful, and they should have practiced the mysterious skills of the flame or thunder series.
"It's the Qi State Team."
Fan Wushuang looked at the tall young man in yellow in the lead, and said in an orderly manner, with a little resentment in his words that was hard to understand.
"He is the 'Dongfang Linfeng' known as the 'Thunder God'?" Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Fan Wushuang replied, slowly lowering his head.
"There must be something between these two people." Ye Junlin thought to himself.
At this moment, Dongfang Linfeng, who had closed his eyes and breathed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a lightning light rushed towards the Jin team.