Under the throne, at the end of the entrance, there is an even older tomb in front of you. The walls are dilapidated, dusty, and filled with an ancient smell of rotting leaves.
There were two rows of weapons standing in front of Xiang Wujian, all of which were rusty. In the dim light, you could vaguely see that the corners of the room were filled with scraps of metal.
This seems to be an abandoned armory and a sacrifice for the "burial" of the Kowloon Emperor.
Xiang Wujian's eyes wandered over every weapon, and finally fixed on the front of the tomb, where there was a crescent stone platform, and a pair of dust-covered armor was lying quietly on it.
But the strange thing is that the Kowloon Order in Xiang Wujian's arms has lost its senses at this moment.
He looked around the tomb for the last time, walked to the crescent platform, and looked at the dark armor with confusion and solemnity.
No matter from which angle he looked, he couldn't tell that this was a treasure.
"Did it get damaged due to too much time?"
In a daze, Xiang Wujian couldn't help but have this absurd thought.
After staring for a while, he shook his head with a wry smile, preparing to take the "black iron" away first and discuss it later.
But the moment Xiang Wujian's hand touched the armor.
"call!"
An evil light suddenly lit up on the armor, stinging his palm fiercely. Xiang Wujian held his injured right hand and took a few steps back, looking at this piece of tattered stone in shock.
"How is that possible!"
It took Xiang Wujian a while to get the blood to return to his palms and regain consciousness. The disappointment he had just felt suddenly became exciting.
Just when he was about to step forward again, bursts of golden light suddenly appeared from the clothes on his chest, as if a beating golden heart was about to burst out of his body.
Xiang Wujian was surprised and took out the glowing Nine Dragon Token. As soon as the token came out, it left his palm and floated in the air. The flashes of golden light became more and more dazzling.
The piece of black iron on the crescent stone actually floated up, and under the golden light, Xiang Wujian could clearly see what the armor looked like.
It was like the call of the sea to the rivers, like the sound transmission of the night sky to the stars. The golden Kowloon Order slowly approached the black armor, and when it was three feet away, the two things suddenly touched each other.
In an instant, the brilliant golden light was dazzling, like a burning star.
"Bang!"
The star suddenly exploded, sending up a vast circle of golden light, and the walls of the tomb collapsed instantly.
At this time, in the quiet main tomb chamber above.
"Hulonglong."
There was a loud noise, and the three-story altar collapsed into ruins in an instant.
The vast golden light effortlessly struck the bluestone tomb wall, shaking the entire tomb chamber.
At the same time, in an inconspicuous hill in the Jiulong Mountains, "Hoo!" I saw a circle of mighty golden light suddenly rushing out of the mountain, roaring and spreading towards the continuous mountains.
The place where the golden light shines is like a king coming over the world, the filth has been washed away, the dust has fallen away, and all the spirits are vying to kneel down.
A hundred miles away, in the city under the clouds.
The streets and alleys of Beicheng are still crowded with people riddled with corpses.
Suddenly, an extremely dazzling golden light rushed out of the dark horizon, like a brilliant rainbow sun, illuminating the entire Yunxia City.
Murong Chen, who was sitting in the room and was annoyed by the mysterious "disappearance" of Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian, ran to the window in two steps, pointed at the golden light flying in the distance, and said in shock:
"Xiao Min, look! What is that!"
Mu Xiaomin's white shadow moved and came to her side, looking at the golden light flying from the west with beautiful eyes and amazement.
Wherever the light passed, the clouds dispersed, as if a magical paintbrush erased the layers of darkness over the ancient city, leaving behind a blue sky.
At this moment, the residents and soldiers of Yunxianan City had all put down what they were doing and looked up at the strange golden light floating from the sky.
One quarter and three minutes later.
The sky is clear and sunny.
Something magical is happening.
The residents of North City who were infected with the ghost plague and lost their minds gradually returned to their normal appearance. The corpse air was removed from their bodies and their minds gradually regained consciousness.
Murong Chen and Mu Xiaomin were already above the North City at this moment, and Sima Ruling came over with a few disciples from the Bajiao Cave. They stared at the miracles that were being performed in the city, and were so shocked that they couldn't say a word.
After half a stick of incense, the mighty golden light dissipated outside the last wall of Yunxia City. The ghost plague covering the entire North City had been completely eradicated.
It is said that when the outside world was turned upside down, Xiang Wujian in the tomb of the Kowloon Emperor still stood motionless.
The indestructible golden light passed through his body, but he was staring at the burning golden star above his head without any harm, as if something was being born inside it.
After half a stick of incense.
The strange golden light suddenly went out, and the earthquake in the main tomb chamber stopped instantly.
On the ruins of the destroyed altar, a piece of dark gold armor floated quietly in the air, with nine dark gold dragon shadows coiling around it. The dragon's eyes were majestic, the monarch's will was turbulent, and an evil spirit that was arrogant to the world could not be condensed on the golden armor.
scattered.
Xiang Wujian looked at the legendary Nine Dragon Armor in front of him excitedly, and couldn't say a word for a long time.
He suddenly felt an illusion of blood connection.
He seemed to recognize this armor.
Jia Yi also knows him.
After a moment, the frozen Xiang Wujian finally took steps towards the armor. The moment his fingers touched the armor, a dark golden light rushed over, and Xiang Wujian's consciousness fell into brief chaos. When he woke up, the Nine Dragons Armor had already been worn on his body.
on him.
Xiang Wujian suddenly felt his blood boiling all over his body, and the karma in his meridians was stirring, as if he had found a part of his life that had been missing.
But at this moment, there was a sudden violent shaking under his feet, and the entire main tomb chamber was shaken again.
"not good!"
Xiang Wujian immediately recovered from the surprise and realized that the Nine Dragons Armor must have been set as a mechanism message. Once the armor was moved, the self-destruction mechanism of the mausoleum was activated.
“It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!”
Xiang Wujian secretly thought to himself, and was about to turn around and leave when he remembered that Bai Yunsheng was still in the tomb.
But he was too late to find him.
Because two black shadows were already standing in front of him, their murderous intent clearly revealed.
"Yanyu Tower?!"
Xiang Wujian stared at the five drops of green rain on the killer's clothes. With a thought, the Nine Dragons Armor disappeared into his body.
Xuan Zi first class!
The tomb shook more and more violently, and a loud cold shout came from the mouth of the killer on the left: "Xiang Wujian! Hand over the Nine Dragons Emperor Armor!"
Xiang Wujian smiled disdainfully and pretended to be calm: "When did the killers of the Xuan Group dare to scream!"
The two killers had murderous intentions in their eyes at this moment. They followed Bai Yunsheng and the two into the tomb in order to reap the benefits of this fisherman.
However, it is unknown who is the fish and who is the man at this moment.
The bluestones all around were falling, and the top of the tomb was already crumbling.
"Lan He, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him..."
The other killer's murderous intention became even stronger, and his hand grasped the hilt of the sword as he spoke. But before the eleventh word of his words was uttered, Xiang Wujian had already drawn out his sword like a dragon.
"call!"
The Tianwei Sword is as quiet as a rock and moves like a stray rabbit.
The dark blue sword shadow entwined with silver lightning looked like a dragon out of the sea, and the lightning-like sword light suddenly split into two.
"Puff!"
Xiang Wujian appeared calmly behind the two killers. The two men had just raised their hands halfway, but before they had even sacrificed their weapons or made any move, two streams of blood had splashed out from their throats. The two men fell on the ruins with two pairs of horrified eyes.
middle.
Xiang Wujian's sword just now was not a simple phoenix flying together, but the first form of Tianxie's sword technique in "The Record of the Evil Emperor", Double Dragons Going Out to the Sea. This sword technique is a unique skill of the Xiang family, with only six forms. Currently, Xiang Wujian's sword technique is
Wu Jian could barely use the second move, Flying Immortal from Heaven.
"Brother!"
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the shaking tomb.
Xiang Wujian looked at Bai Yunsheng who had returned safely, and showed a reassuring smile. The moment the smile fell, he felt a little guilty. He had indeed been selfish just now for the sake of the Nine Dragons Emperor Armor.
Bai Yunsheng walked over, saw the dead killer's body, and sneered:
"I didn't expect Yanyulou to take a trip into this muddy water."
At this moment, the coiled dragon golden pillar supporting the main tomb finally lost its last bit of strength.
"Hulonglong."
The roof of the tomb collapsed, huge boulders fell, and the entrance was buried so that no gap could be seen. The two of them were about to be buried underground.
"Brother, follow me!"
Bai Yunsheng shouted, made a prompt decision, grabbed Xiang Wujian, and rushed toward the top of the tomb that collapsed.
"Hulong!!"
The tomb of the Kowloon Emperor, which had existed for more than 800 years, completely collapsed.
After a few breaths, Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian raised their swords in the air and watched the lush hill below them slowly sinking into the ground.
Dust filled the sky, and the earth trembled.
The Kowloon Emperor, once revered by thousands of people, and the imperial mausoleum where he was imprisoned for eight hundred years, sank into the ground forever.
Bai Yunsheng breathed out a sigh of relief, looked at the collapsed mountains, and lamented: "Fortunately, there are heaven and earth beads, otherwise I would have been buried with the unlucky emperor."
After speaking, he looked at Xiang Wujian and asked, "Brother, have you found that treasure?"
Xiang Wujian looked down at the fallen mountains and replied almost subconsciously: "No, there are no other mechanisms in the tomb."
Bai Yunsheng had a look of pity on his face. He looked at the billowing dust and smoke and said nothing.
Xiang Wujian unconsciously revealed a hidden smile, and sighed: "Unfortunately, we did not find the source of the spread of the ghost plague, and Xiao Min's two senior brothers."
Bai Yunsheng said: "We have tried our best, but there is nothing we can do about it. By the way, brother, there is no need to look for Xiao Min's two senior brothers. Their lives have been given to Yanyulou. Just now, when I chased out and killed the killer
, saw their bodies.”
Xiang Wujian turned his head slightly and said, somewhat superficially, "Oh, so that's it."
At this time, Bai Yunsheng slapped his head and said with a "regretful" expression on his face: "Oh no, let's go back quickly. Sister Savage will go crazy again if she can't find us!"
"Um."
Xiang Wujian nodded indifferently and said softly.