The structure of the imperial mausoleum is very magnificent, with fist-sized luminous pearls everywhere on the stone walls. Gold, silver and jade articles are piled everywhere. If you walk into any stone room, you will be shocked by the golden utensils.
Descendants of the Xiao family have been buried here for thousands of years.
The great achievements of many emperors are engraved on the rolling tomb walls, with pictures and texts, vivid and vivid.
Xuanhuang patted the civet's head and let it walk aside. Although she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, it was the cemetery of her ancestors and it was best not to disturb it if possible.
Along the way, she only encountered a few soldiers from the Xichang Kingdom. After being easily dealt with by her, the journey went smoothly and she never met anyone else again.
This imperial mausoleum literally spans the entire Lishan Mountain.
Such a magnificent cemetery was built in the belly of Lishan Mountain. It is so deep and wide that it feels like you can't walk to the end.
Further ahead was a main hall, with three forks in front of it. Xuanhuang patted the civet and headed towards one of the forks.
The place became narrower as he walked further in. Xuanhuang frowned, held his breath and felt the speed of the wind, and concluded that there could not be a dead end ahead.
She patted the civet and continued forward.
Not long after, a fight was heard.
Xuanhuang urged the civet to run quickly. In the moment of galloping, he dodged several flying arrowheads and jumped out of the dark cave. At a glance, he saw Xiao Yunchen who was surrounded in the center of the circle and was being attacked by more than a dozen martial arts clans.
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Even at this tense moment, Xiao Yunchen was still calm and frighteningly calm. He seemed to have completely ignored the dozens of masters on the other side, and was very agile in dodging.
Xuanhuang flew up and ran straight to Xiao Yunchen's side.
"Yun Chen!!"
finally found you!
It’s really hard to go through thousands of mountains and rivers!
Xuanhuang jumped into Xiao Yunchen's arms so fast that it was impossible to catch him.
Xiao Yunchen was startled, and he suddenly hugged Xuanhuang who was coming towards him, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"You are in danger, of course I am here to save you." Xuanhuang hugged him and said.
"You fool, you come here knowing there is danger."
"You are also a fool. You knew it was a trap but you still looked inside."
Xiao Yunchen grabbed her little hand, suddenly picked her up, and then quickly avoided a few sharp sword auras. He ran towards a fork in the front left, snorted coldly, "Follow me if you dare."
Without any hesitation, more than a dozen martial arts masters chased him in the direction in which he fled.
"We can't let them escape."
Xiao Yunchen ran forward with Xuanhuang in his arms. After all, he was from the Xiao family and was quite familiar with the internal structure of the imperial mausoleum.
He knew where there were traps, where there were dead ends, and where there were ways to survive.
Suddenly, he broke through the mechanism on the wall with one hand, his footsteps suddenly changed, and he hugged Huang'er and shot towards the ground.
At the same time, three rows of top, middle and bottom rows of very thin bamboo rafts were released from the left and right walls, and flew with a whoosh to the dozens of martial arts sects that followed closely behind.
The latter was caught off guard, one person was killed first, and the rest reacted very quickly and spread out to both sides.
But Xiao Yunchen seemed to have eyes behind his back and knew their retreat.
When he reached the end of the corridor, he stretched out his hand and smashed another mechanism.
As a result, a dozen people who barely managed to escape from the deadly bamboo raft were frightened by the steel nails and stone slabs that were suddenly pressed down on their heads, and their faces turned pale.
They dodged and pushed, and fled, and four or five other martial sects were killed by the vicious trap.
There were less than ten masters left and they were so angry that they couldn't do anything.
The road ahead was blocked by steel nails and stone slabs, and Xiao Yunchen had already disappeared from sight while holding Xuanhuang Biao.
The most irritating thing was that along the way, they lost many troops and chased him wildly, but they saw that their own team members were reduced one by one, while the opponent still looked calm and carefree. They were so angry that they wanted to eat him alive.
One of the leaders, Wu Zong, lowered his eyes and said, "Calm down, everyone. Xiao Yunchen is very familiar with this imperial mausoleum. In this place, we are definitely at a disadvantage."
"Let's go back and join the others first. If we spread our strength so thinly, we will be defeated by them one by one cunningly."
"Yes, let's go back and join General Meng immediately! If we can't complete the killing mission, neither of you or I will even think about going back."
The remaining people trembled with excitement.
No one can easily imagine the consequences of failing to complete the task.
They turned around and were about to leave, when a scene that made people vomit blood happened again.
The entire blocked corridor began to vibrate and tremble, and the roars of beasts came one after another not far away.
When Wu Zong, the leader, saw that something was wrong, he quickly shouted, "Quickly leave!"
However, before it was too late, the corridor entrance suddenly collapsed, huge rocks fell, and there was a loud bang.
A few Wu Zong who had no time to dodge raised their hands to resist the falling boulders. As a result, they were either crushed into meat patties, or their hands were all broken and they screamed miserably.
Every inch of the stone used to build the imperial mausoleum is made of green granite, which is very hard and stubborn. One piece weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. If it falls like rain, it will not cause people to vomit blood.
After a burst of stone rain, there were only five intact survivors left among these martial sects, more than half of which were damaged than before.
Then they took a closer look and almost turned away in anger.
At this time, the road behind was blocked by thick steel-nailed stone slabs, and the front was blocked by dozens of fallen green stones. Not even a crack could be seen, let alone trying to get out.
Several martial sects loudly scolded Xiao Yunchen for being despicable.
You, the majestic king of a country, how can you use such despicable means to kill people without repaying their lives?
In fact, they really wrongly blamed Xiao Yunchen this time.
He had hit traps one after another just to prevent them from continuing to chase.
But these people were so unlucky to encounter the imperial mausoleum guardian beast awakening and roaring. The roar shook the tombs within a hundred miles, causing huge rocks to shatter and roll down. This... was really not his fault.
Several Wu Zong who were blocked in the road looked up to the sky and roared sadly.
One of them suddenly felt the fine sand rolling down from the cracks in the stone wall. At first, none of them paid attention, and they continued to knock around in the small blocked place, hoping to have some hope of getting out.
Then they suddenly discovered that the fine sand was flowing faster and faster, and before they knew it, it had spread a thick layer on the ground, covering their insteps.
This situation is as if the imperial mausoleum is crying and the stone wall is weeping fiercely. Combined with the moaning of the guardian beast in the distance, it feels very scary.
They began to panic. If this continued, they would definitely be buried alive by the fine sand quickly.
These people hit the bluestone like crazy, but they later discovered that the more they did this, the faster the fine sand flowed out.