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Chapter 022: The Guardian of the Ancient Tomb

In the palace

On the stone steps made of gold and jade, there is a golden nanmu coffin standing proudly.

In the hall, it is magnificent, like the Golden Palace of the Northern Song Dynasty. The fifteen-meter dragon pillar and golden scales are detailed, but the evil spirit of the eyes destroys the beauty. The myths are scattered, guarding the surroundings, worried about the ancient tomb mechanism.

"Let's go!"

Wu Sansheng stabilized his mind and signaled to the Iron Hand, the Demonic, and the Dwarf, who nodded.

In the distance, Tianji stood in the center, facing his back to the stone figurines of civil and military officials, looking at them. The golden and jade steps were carved with Khitan runes, surrounding the coffin, as if stars were holding the moon. Wu Sansheng, Iron Hand and others climbed onto the jade platform like walking on thin ice, very close to the coffin.

The golden nanmu wooden coffin is 5 meters long and 2 meters wide, carved dragons and phoenixes, and is extremely noble.

Above the coffin, on the top of the hall, there are sun, moon, stars, and on the jade platform, there are mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, fish and insects, symbolizing the pillows and lying on the country.

"What should I do?"

Tie Hand was a little nervous and looked to the left.

On the left is Wu Sansheng. He looked ugly and said, "The ancient tombs were strictly required, and Feng Shui, dragon veins, acupoints, placement, etc. were not careless. The palace was built here, and the decoration was gorgeous, and all civil and military officials were all complete. It was impossible to be a tomb!"

"Empress Xiao is crazy, and she doesn't dare to joke about the dragon vein."

"If I guess correctly, this palace, gold boxes, coffins, and even stone steps have hidden deadly mechanisms. As long as we dare to move around, people will die, but the real entrance to the tomb must be in the palace, and maybe in the coffin."

“…”

The myth master hesitated

Tianji frowned and observed the environment in the palace. If the mechanism was triggered, could they avoid it with their skills?

To be honest, he was not optimistic. The ancient martial arts masters were only higher than that of modern times. The anti-theft technology of ancient tombs, especially the imperial tombs, was unimaginable at all.

Do you want to fight?

Seeing that most of the comrades around him were injured, if they took a step back and mobilized the power of the country to surround the imperial tomb, the treasure would still be theirs. But it would be easier to take a step back. Tianji sighed inwardly and said, "It's over here, only opening the coffin. Do we have any choice?"

"Mr. Wu, please!"

“…”

Jintan's words almost made Wu Sansheng vomit blood. What do you mean by asking me?

In the end, Wu Sansheng, Iron Hand, Golden Tan and Dwarf surrounded the coffin. The others were dispersed and the strange silence in the palace was heard. The four people pressed the coffin board and activated their internal force, and were about to lift the lid, the coffin actually moved.

Damn!!!

They retreated in fear, and in a hurry, the short man stepped on a stone slab.

The stone slab sank, and the crack sounded. Wu Sansheng, Iron Hand, Jintan and others looked ashen. "Run!" Wu Sansheng pounced on the high platform. Suddenly, countless fine needles shot out from the jade platform around the coffin!

Ding Ding Ding

The speed of the fine needle arrived in a flash. In just three seconds, the surrounding walls were full of needle holes.

Wu Sansheng was still in shock. After getting up, he saw the dwarf still standing. Countless red dots appeared on his face, neck, and arms, and blood oozed out, slowly turning into a bloody man and fell to the ground. The iron hand and the golden temple were slightly better, but they were also seriously injured.

"asshole!"

The ghost knife grabbed Wu Sansheng's collar and said angrily: "How did you rob the tomb? Old turtle, if something happens, you will run the fastest, I'll kill you!"

"Stop the ghost knife!"

"Stop him quickly and be careful of the traps around him!"

The bone spirit, demon girl, and Kuang Lei ran forward and grabbed the out-of-control ghost sword. Although they were extremely annoyed, they needed to calm down now. Pan Zi was also frightened and only felt relieved after checking Wu Sansheng was fine. The sudden change in the scene caught everyone off guard.

But, this has just begun!

"Kake~"

The stone figurines of civil and military officials slowly stood up, and the soldiers guarding on both sides and the dancers snuggling around them all came alive.

"Those who trespassed the imperial tomb will die!"

There was a blast out of thin air, and the general's majestic voice echoed in the palace. The myth master and Wu Sansheng and others had pale faces. There were ghosts and gods in the tomb! Among the myths, Zi Yang took out the seal of dragon and tiger and took them to run wildly.

The tomb door

Suddenly, four generals appeared, with awesome spirit, and each of them held a sword in their hands.

The gate was blocked, and even the ghosts came out. The surrounding stone figurines were screaming, dancing swords, guns, swords and halberds to surround them. Everyone could only fight. During the collision, they even triggered the surrounding mechanisms, and the myth was in crisis.

Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi were very frustrated and regretted it.

................

The other side

After Yang Ming fell into the dark river, he wanted to rush out, but the dragon quickly got down.

It can be said that when enemies meet, they are divided into jealousy. The combat power of the dragon in the water is stronger than that of the river. Yang Ming quickly used the protective energy, but he was still hit by the dragon. Yang Ming leaned against the stone wall and saw the dragon opening his bloody mouth, and the terrifying suction force wanted to swallow him alive.

The river is not as good as the land, and it is impossible to use force. Yang Ming in the qi hood was sucked into the dragon's mouth.

The dragon bit it hard!

Damn it!

Yang Ming was cruel and controlled the Qi shield and rushed into the throat of the dragon.

The sudden change made even the dragon catch off guard and almost choked to death. Unfortunately, Yang Ming didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't mind taking a few more shots. The temperature in the dragon's abdomen was very high and the saliva was extremely corrosive. Moreover, the dragon was only the size of a water tank, and Yang Ming lies in it.

The internal organs of the dragon are very similar to those of the python.

There was a snake gall between the neck and the middle abdomen. Yang Ming endured the high temperature and quickly found a silver bead as big as a fist. Could it be a dragon ball?

"Ding, discover the Thousand-Year Dragon Ball, are you getting it?"

“…”

Yang Ming was stunned. Is this OK?

"Get!" Yang Ming finished speaking, and the silver beads with a fist disappeared. At the same time, he also obtained 20,000 exchange points. The silver beads disappeared, and the dragon outside was stunned. He quickly roared like crazy, roaring ragingly and hitting the wall.

This dragon has been around for thousands of years and is very smart. It knows that it is the human being who is doing it.

In the abdomen of the dragon, Yang Ming was violently collided and also had real fire. At that moment, he controlled the Qi mask to come to the dragon's neck, waved the Yitian Sword with both hands, and destroyed the flesh and blood with all his might.

"hold head high!!"

Screams shook the sky

The dragon's body was smashed down heavily, and Yang Ming flew out from the broken neck and slashed it hard.

The sword light was bright, but it was full of blood. The dragon's neck was bleeding and was hit on the head by a sword. Even the thousand-year-old dragon was seriously injured. Not to mention, its dragon ball was stolen, and its strength was no longer ten. Under Yang Ming's massacre, the dragon's corpses separated.

It's finally over!

At this time, Yang Ming had already become a bloody man with the sword of the Heaven.

He sat down tiredly, leaned against the dragon's huge body, and gasped. It was not until this time that he paid attention to the surrounding environment. Why was it like a cave?
Chapter completed!
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