However, Feng Qinglang immediately pulled her back a few steps at the entrance of the passage, and then responded: "So, as bystanders, we try to choose an angle that does not attract hatred... Why do they always shoot in the eyes? It's

It’s not a dead creature, its vital point is clearly between its eyebrows!”

Beatrice followed the instructions and observed, and she saw a small pale flame looming between the eyebrows of the stone sculpture. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to detect its existence. She couldn't help but marvel in her heart. She asked herself that her observation skills were extraordinary, otherwise she wouldn't be able to see it.

She would achieve such high achievements in materials science, but she and Feng Qinglang only arrived at the same time. How could he see the key that he didn't reach with just a few glances?

She couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever seen this type of mechanical stone sculpture?"

Feng Qinglang said: "I have only heard that the most terrifying ones are those above the sky realm, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of puppet with my own eyes. It is really majestic..."

Beatrice thought to herself, I’ve heard it too, but I didn’t hear any flaws in it from the rumors...

At this time, a powerful man with a black mask in the Doom Tribe finally saw the key and shouted: "Pay attention to the center of its eyebrows. There are life fireworks there. The third group of archers changed the shooting target from the eyes to the center of the eyebrows! The first

The group of archers moves to the eight o'clock position, ready for the second round of shooting!"

Beatrice looked at the man in the black mask, and finally felt some comfort in her heart. He must be one of the leaders of the Doom Tribe. He was worse than herself. It was only now that he saw the flaw...

So, she couldn't help but glance at Feng Qinglang again, and saw that Feng Qinglang's eyes were no longer on the battle situation, but more on observing the huge coffins at the end of the hall.

Several of the bows and arrows launched in succession hit the stone sculpture's eyebrows accurately, and the pale flames also drifted and swayed. The sky-level stone sculpture immediately swayed accordingly, as if it was drunk at this moment, but it could always

He quickly recovered and continued to harvest the humble lives in front of him.

The rumbling sound behind him became louder and louder, which meant that the Holy Spirit Man was getting closer and closer. The man in the black mask roared: "We are not strong enough to destroy its fire of life. You trash, give me the crossbow!"

The key flaw was found, and the other three Zhenwu stone soldiers were finally completely killed. The powerful Doom Tribe, who had regained their hands, joined forces to attack. One after another, the bows and arrows were shot at the eyebrows of the Sky Realm stone sculptures. There was even one

The man in the gray mask was so brave that he jumped up, risked a close approach, and nailed a black dagger coated with venom into the stone sculpture's brow. He himself was almost cut in half by the stone sculpture. Although he barely managed to avoid it,

The frighteningly deep wound on his waist and the gushing blood also mean that this person's combat power will be greatly reduced in the future...

Thanks to the efforts of everyone in the Doom Tribe, the pale flame gradually dimmed, and it could be vaguely seen that the size was almost smaller, and the movement of the sky stone sculpture became even slower.

However, the rumbling behind them became louder. The aftermath from the ground seemed to shake people off the ground, and the skin on their faces also trembled. Beatrice asked doubtfully: "What if this is really the Night Emperor?"

It’s unreasonable for Tian’s tomb to not collapse even after being invaded by force..."

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "If it is really the tomb of that big shot, various protection mechanisms have already been in place here... But only small groups like the Holy Spirit and Doom believe that this is Ye Ditian's tomb."

Beatrice couldn't help but rolled her eyes. The Holy Spirit Academy and the Doom Tribe were relatively well-known forces on the Stigmata Continent. How come Feng Qinglang said that they had become a small group that seemed to have no place on the stage?

Feng Qinglang explained: "Ye Ditian is a generation hero who has left his name in the history of your Stigmata. How could he allow so many dead creatures to appear in his tomb? Yes, yes, yes, you can say that there is a mutation here

Yes, time has changed everything... Yes, even if this is the case, it should not be guarded by people of this level, especially when it comes to the place where the coffin is hidden, there is only one stone puppet at the peak of the firmament realm, alas...

…”

Beatrice couldn't help but laugh. The stone sculpture of the Sky Realm, which had caused everyone in the Doom Tribe to suffer, was looked down upon by Feng Qinglang. She said, "Then what do you think is going on here?"

Feng Qinglang pondered: "Some of the magic pattern puzzles here are really outstanding. If it is really related to Ye Ditian, it should be just an experimental point in his tomb..."

The so-called tomb test site means that there are always some big figures in history who pay special attention to what happens after them. So when they know that their time is coming, they will make various layouts and even make several fake tombs.

For the tomb test site, various professionals were invited to arrange the tomb and then test the tomb’s anti-theft coefficient.

Feng Qinglang finally commented: "This may be one of Ye Ditian's earliest testing points, and there is a vague prototype of his real tomb. But in order to attract real tomb robbers, he should place some rewards at the end.

If there is Holy Spirit Secret in it, that would be the best."

Beatrice stuck out her tongue. If such a grand gesture was just a prototype, then how powerful Ye Ditian must have been...

At this time, the rumbling sound of violent cracking was closer. Feng Qinglang listened carefully and said slightly angrily: "They finally followed our path. They are coming soon. This is a matter of choosing a side. It is not easy to fish in troubled waters...

…”

At the moment when the stone sculpture of the sky crashed to the ground, the wind roared loudly behind him, and hundreds of people rushed towards him. The person at the head could easily leave a deep impression on others, as if he was just walking slowly, but he was always walking in front of everyone.

At the front was a man dressed in gray, with a calm demeanor, and his eyes covered with white cloth. He obviously couldn't see, but Feng Qinglang could clearly feel that he was staring at her.

The other few people also came quickly, and their eyes fell on the two of them, full of alertness.

Fortunately, someone stood out from behind them, it was Tussan. He shouted in surprise: "Qinglang, it's great that you're okay!"

Then he looked at Beatrice and hurriedly added: "Beatrice, you're here too, that's great!"

Beatrice smiled and said: "No need to add, my heart is already hurt."

As soon as they heard Qinglang's name, the warnings of the Holy Spirit Powers immediately disappeared. They nodded slightly in greeting and walked straight into the hall. Feng Qinglang followed from a distance, and he consciously reclassified himself as a non-combatant.

He looked at the sketch of the map in Toussaint's hand. It was obviously drawn urgently along the route while walking along the way. He couldn't help but praise: "Toussaint, you are really doing your duty!"

Tusang blushed and said, "That's all I have..."

The sound of footsteps rumbled again behind them, and the second wave of Holy Spirit troops also arrived. This time there were more than two hundred people, and the number of people became evenly matched.

The man in the black mask couldn't help but snorted and sneered: "Shen Qianyue, if you don't take good care of your injuries, why did you run out? Aren't you worried that your injuries will relapse and you will fall from the Sky Realm to the True Martial Realm?"

The Holy Spirit, who was blindfolded with a white cloth, smiled calmly and responded: "The Holy Spirit is in great catastrophe, how can I worry about myself?"

The man in the black mask said: "Humph, you're out now, so Ling Qiancheng must have arrived too, right?" His eyes searched the crowd, but did not find any corresponding auras. When they fell on Feng Qinglang and Beatrice, they were still there. After a short pause, he must have noticed someone in the passage early, but he could only clearly identify Beatrice. The aura of the other person was vague, and he was not sure whether it really existed. Could it be this fat man with glasses?

Shen Qianyue smiled and said: "Your Excellency seems to be very familiar with us. Could it be that we are old friends? You might as well take off your mask and see us!"

The man in the black mask refused: "Once we become the core members of the Doom Tribe, we can only show others with masks when we act! Whether we are old friends or not, I guess it will not affect your decision." When he said this, he made a signal gesture, and the Doom Tribe Everyone began to slowly retreat towards the location of the nine ancient coffins. He slowed down a little, and stood alone at the front.

Shen Qianyue did not stop him, he just led the Holy Spirit people to approach slowly. Seeing that many of them were wearing masks, he couldn't help but smile and said: "I guess many of your core members are us Holy Spirit people, right?"
Chapter completed!