Then Qin Mu ran smoothly along the way with the light of the illumination talisman on his head and the lotus flowers on his surroundings. In addition, the Yin-Yang Cauldron made a squealing sound from time to time in his body. The surrounding coffins, let alone the friction sounds, did not move.

This road buried many graves and skeleton jars. The width made Qin Mu feel that he could drive about eight taxis side by side. Under Qin Mu's step by step, the surroundings were not so dark. It can be seen that the walls on the side were very smooth and had obvious traces of artificial carving.

This Yu King is too perverted. He is just burying with him. There are so many more. In the past, Qin Mu only heard that the emperor's concubines need to be buried with him. That's not many. These are not just the emperor's concubines. These men, women, young and old have all. There are countless skeleton soldiers in each of them. Each skeleton soldier has his own characteristics. Not all humans, but even the people in the coffin are.

Could it be that people in that era all looked so strange?

The specific age of the King of Feather cannot be investigated. After all, the King of Feather, together with his kingdom, completely disappeared in the long river of human history. However, what Qin Mu heard, it can be roughly calculated that the King of Feather's historical age should have been during the Xia and Shang dynasties. At that time, Zi happened to catch up with the list of gods. Lei Zhenzi came out, so it seems normal for a few winged people to appear in the King of Feather's tomb.

Qin Mu didn't know how long he had been running. The length was a bit similar to the physical fitness test that Qin Mu took in college. Every winter in college, the school would have a physical fitness test. The men were 1,000 meters and the women were 800 meters. Qin Mu ran 1,000 meters and played like playing. Over the years, this guy's weight and overall physical fitness have undergone tremendous changes. One thousand meters is really enough to kill him.

Qin Mu finally ran to the place without a tomb. It was a huge ladder, about dozens of levels.

Although he was already out of breath, Qin Mu did not stop his pace because there were deafening footsteps behind him.

He climbed up the ladder in two steps.

The ladder was not very long, only twenty or thirty years old, but it was very narrow and steep. No, it was no different from vertical in Qin Mu's eyes.

It was easy for the eight-tailed cat. It was a staircase with three or two jumps. However, Qin Mu's feet could only be placed on the lower half. Even standing firmly was a problem, so he had to climb up quickly with both hands and feet.

When Qin Mu finally climbed up, the skeletons had already arrived. The skeletons with their wings rushed over and planned to pull Qin Mu off the ladder. Qin Mu was crawling up attentively without paying attention behind him. Only the eight-tailed cats discovered this.

The little girl quickly turned into a human form and dragged Qin Mu's hand directly to pull him up the stairs.

The skeleton that was flying towards him could not change the way in a short time and hit the stairs alive.

A yellow arc-shaped shield appeared on the entire staircase, blocking the skeleton, making him unable to move forward at all.

At the same time, a golden light quickly floated on the skeleton's body. The light was like a sharp sword, directly inserted into the skeleton, making the skeleton unable to dodge.

The skeleton opened his mouth and made a sharp cry. Everything on his body dispersed and turned into golden sand, like real gold, spreading in the air and flying.

Qin Mu turned around and happened to see this scene, and was ecstatic.

This ladder is something that the monsters below dare not come up.

Qin Mu wished he could stand on this stairs and twist his wind. Sao's butt, thighs, and angrily, these sluts who have been chasing him. To be honest, after running for nearly a thousand meters, he climbed up the stairs with a groan, and then lying on the ground, Qin Mu felt that his head was starting to lack oxygen.

While lying on the ground, Qin Mu also began to look at the appearance around him.

This is a sudden, artificially built platform. The floor of this platform is all black marble, and it shines with cold light under the illumination.

On this platform are eight large pillars embraced by one person, supporting a one-meter-wide corridor. Above the corridor, a board with no words can be seen hanging. Facing the stairs, a particularly tall and large door. Because the pillars blocked part of it, Qin Mu could only see half of the pattern on the door, which had never been seen before.

The materials of that door seemed to be somewhat similar to the previous Nine Dragon Wall. Only Honglian knew about the stones. Everyone else was a layman, and he had only a few understandings.

There are torches on both sides of the ink-colored door. When Qin Mu came up, the torches on both sides were still burning. I don’t know whether it was burning since ancient times to the present, or because someone had come before.

However, psychologically, Qin Mu believed that it was the latter situation. The torch that has been burning from ancient times to the present cannot exist unless it is in the mythical world.

Apart from this, there was nothing else standing in front of Qin Mu. Instead, there was a huge stone in the corner where Qin Mu ran all the way to intersect with the stairs. There seemed to be something engraved on the stone.

At this time, Qin Mu also recovered some physical strength, and with the light of the illumination talisman, he walked to the edge of the stone. The skeletons and "elites" seemed to be very afraid of the stone and the stairs. Except for the poor skeleton who did not stop the car in time, the others were standing very far away from the stairs and watching Qin Mu. There was no tomb pit on the edge of the stone, and no skeleton stood beside them.

"General... Army... Tomb..." Qin Mu approached the stone, and with the light of the illumination talisman, he saw clearly the words on the stone and chanted it in a low voice.

It was written in ancient gods. He might not be able to recognize the word "Zhong" based on Qin Mu's ability to recognize words, but for some reason, when he saw that stone, these three words were naturally pronounced from his mouth, as if they should have existed from the beginning.

A sense of reverence for the so-called monsters below was generated from the bottom of my heart.

Qin Mu was very glad that he had not chosen to destroy all the skeletons and elites in the tomb pit just now. If that were the case, he would probably feel guilty in his heart and he could not get rid of it.

Qin Mu thought of this and suddenly bowed to all the skeletons and the "elites" outside the stairs.

This bow seemed to last for a long time, and Qin Mu stood up with a solemn expression. In ancient times, people fought wars entirely. Some of these tombs were even just children, and they were dragged up to fight. The so-called general tombs were not only generals, but also other important generals were all placed in them.

I don’t know why, when Qin Mu raised his head again, the tomb pits in the entire tomb began to return to their original state. All the skeletons and elites retreated like a tide and returned to their tomb pits, neatly arranged like an organized army.

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Chapter completed!