The sound of horse hooves gradually came from below, and the sound became louder and louder.
"Xilulu..."
Suddenly, a war horse with green and yellow light all over its body came from the entrance of the ninth floor with its feet on fire.
Armor covered its body, wrapping its head and tail, leaving only a pair of flaming horse eyes exposed.
This is the mausoleum guard's war horse.
Wang Xuanzong saw the war horse appear and slashed it with his sword without saying a word.
"Xilulu..."
The war horse roared and pushed directly towards Wang Xuanzong.
When Wang Xuanzong saw the horse charging towards him, he did not dare to resist and turned sideways to avoid it.
The tomb guard's war horses rushed all the way to Zhou Sheng, stabilized their bodies and lowered their heads.
Zhou Sheng patted the horse's head, and the flames on the horse instantly ignited the extinguished flames on the armor of Zhou Sheng's tomb guard.
Zhou Sheng got on his horse without saying a word.
Although he had never ridden a horse, he felt at this moment that he could control this mausoleum guard's horse.
There is a saddle on the back of the war horse, but there are no reins and whips.
Because there is no need for it.
Moreover, Zhou Sheng felt that his strength had increased a lot.
The mausoleum guard's war horse turned around and walked toward Wang Xuanzong on the fierce fire.
One man and one horse all had fierce eyes and sharp breaths.
Wang Xuanzong felt a hint of danger and had to treat it with caution.
Fatty Wang and others above were all dumbfounded.
"Brother Hu, I also want to ride a horse." Fatty Wang looked envious.
No man can resist the temptation of riding a horse.
And wearing armor, holding a long sword, and riding on horseback, he is a general who fights in all directions.
This is the dream of how many men?
"Fat man, don't waste time, come up quickly." Hu Bayi was also envious, but he knew very well what he had to do now.
When you get out later, go to the racecourse to gallop your horse.
Fatty Wang came to his senses, quickly grabbed the rope and climbed up.
Hu Bayi considered that Fatty Wang was relatively fat, so he made the hole larger to make it easier for Fatty Wang to climb up.
The people above are entering the upper level.
And below, Zhou Sheng's battle has just begun.
With the blessing of the war horse, Zhou Sheng's strength increased dramatically, the flow of Gang Qi in his body accelerated, and the war horse galloped very fast.
"Woo..."
The blade of Zhou Sheng's sword slashed through the night sky, and his whimpers were mixed with the sound of breaking through the sky.
Wang Xuanzong raised his Tang sword with both hands to resist Zhou Sheng's slashing.
"Qiang!"
After a crisp sound, Wang Xuanzong's Tang sword resisted Zhou Sheng's slash.
"Sigh!"
The war horse raised its front hooves and knocked Wang Xuanzong away with one hoof.
Wang Xuanzong rolled on the ground several times and hit a stone pillar.
Before he could stand up, Zhou Sheng rode over to him again.
"John!" Wang Xuanzong shouted.
John, who was advancing in the shield, stopped and set up his machine gun to shoot at Saint Zhou.
The flames on the tomb guard's armor burned, melting all the bullets fired. His speed did not slow down, and the war horse ran in front of Wang Xuanzong in just one second.
Wang Xuanzong quickly mobilized all his strength to protect his body, but he was directly driven into the ground by the front hooves of the war horse and fell directly to the eighth floor.
Zhou Sheng stood at the entrance of the cave and glanced at Wang Xuanzong below. Wang Xuanzong was embedded in the floor of the eighth floor, his chest was sunken and he was vomiting blood.
The war horse was so powerful that its hoofs directly broke Wang Xuanzong's ribs.
Seeing Wang Xuanzong dying, Zhou Sheng ignored him.
As soon as he thought about it, the war horse turned around and ran towards the ladder.
The foreign tomb robber who was riding the ladder has now reached the bottom of the cave entrance.
If Fatty Wang hadn't stood on it and suppressed it with firepower, foreign tomb robbers might have climbed up long ago.
They held up their shields, and Fatty Wang's bullets hit their shields like raindrops.
A round of bullets was fired in less than ten seconds.
"Haha, there are no more bullets!" John sneered.
"Bang!"
When Shirley Yang was holding a sniper rifle, she didn't even need to aim, she could just shoot.
"Brother Hu, there are no more bullets."
When Hu Bayi heard this, he threw his rifle to me, Fatty Wang.
Fatty Wang once again used firepower to suppress the people coming up below.
"Xilulu..."
Just then, a horse's cry came.
Fatty Wang looked happy, the tomb keeper came.
"Da da da"
Zhou Sheng rushed over on his war horse. The war horse jumped up and stepped on their shields.
The blazing high temperature exploded instantly, and the metal shield was burned red instantly.
The person holding the shield had his arm burned and could no longer hold it up. He dropped the shield and squatted down to let others hold it up.
However, as the first shield lost its defense, the other shields became useless.
Zhou Sheng raised the front hoof of his war horse and stepped hard.
"Bang!"
Their absolute defense was shattered in an instant.
John Alker and others quickly escaped, not even leaving the black box in their hands.
Zhou Sheng used the mausoleum guard's sword to cut open a larger black box. Inside was a small bronze cauldron. In the bronze cauldron, fierce fire was refining meteorite copper.
He quickly extinguished the flames, took out the meteorite copper inside, and wrapped it with talisman paper.
And the bronze tripod, which was larger than a basketball, was also put away by him.
His intuition told him that this cauldron was extraordinary. How could something that could refine meteorite copper be so simple?
After putting away the cauldron, Zhou Sheng opened the other black boxes one by one like opening a wooden box.
There are many things in the black box, including some special weapons and tomb robbing tools, as well as some things that Zhou Sheng has never seen before, presumably to use against himself.
"What kind of organization is it that is so professional?" Zhou Sheng frowned and thought.
Their professionalism is better than Hu Bayi's.
It requires technology, strength, and organization and discipline.
Zhou Sheng suspected that the previous Xiaodao and Melais were all related to them.
"When we get back, we have to investigate them carefully." Zhou Sheng murmured in a low voice.
Liuli jumped onto Zhou Sheng's shoulders, stretched, and then went to sleep.
"There's something up there, be careful." Liuli reminded her and fell into a deep sleep.
"Is there something up there?" Zhou Sheng was stunned.
I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect there was something else up there.
"The only one who can surpass Pharaoh is Hades, but Hades is on the eighth level. Who else can be higher than Pharaoh?"
Zhou Sheng thought of this, cut a large hole with the mausoleum guard's sword, and rode in on his war horse.
After going up, Zhou Sheng discovered that Hu Bayi and the others were standing on the same spot, unable to move, as if they were frozen.
The only thing that can move is the eyes.
There was deep fear in their eyes, as if they had seen something absolutely terrifying.
They were not immobilized, but were too frightened to move.
There was only one thought in their minds: should they kneel down, should they surrender?
Zhou Sheng followed their gazes and finally understood why they were afraid.