With enough eyes and eyes, Lu Chen saw that every three meters of the corridor, a stone pillar as hard as steel was embedded in it.

From this we can see that the identity of this tomb owner is not simple.

It’s just that I don’t know what arrangement is inside that gives it such terrible power.

There are still some white bones scattered in this corridor.

Lu Chen then half-squatted down and his eyes fell into the bones.

After hesitating for a moment, he poured the power of merit on his fingers and gently fiddled with the bones.

Strangely, these bones are slightly red and have small holes that are not dense on them, which obviously do not look like human bones.

"Hehe! Little brother, have you noticed anything?" Zhang Wuming saw Lu Chen looking serious and walked in and asked with a smile.

Lu Chen looked at it, then stood up and clapped his hands and said, "I didn't find anything, it's just some bones."

Lu Chen said something briefly, then ignored him and then walked forward.

"Little brother, you don't know this. Let me tell you!" Zhang Wuming and Lu Chen walked side by side, and he said as if the teacher gave lectures to students:

"You don't have to think about this shape. This is the posterior tibia of the Black Rock Horse, and the bones are slightly red."

"This is obviously after the muscles above rot, and blood penetrates into the bones layer by layer. So this is how the small holes in these bones are formed..."

Lu Chen just nodded and basically ignored it.

This old man, known as the Seventh Master Uncle, is really annoying.

His eyes fell on a corpse not far away, with brown felt covering the corpse, and his armored outfit looked majestic.

If you just look at this figure, you will naturally think that he is sleeping here with your master and should have turned into a dry bone.

After getting closer, Lu Chen was surprised to find that his body had not turned into white bones!

This place has obviously gone through countless years, and has died for so long but has not yet rotted.

This is not the most critical.

Lu Chen didn't even notice any special aura on the corpse.

After walking less than half a meter away, Lu Chen suddenly smelled a fragrance that hit his face.

When Lu Chen smelled the spice, he frowned slightly.

In Tao Qian's memory, this kind of thing happened to exist, so he immediately recognized it.

The taste of this spice is the same as the secret method used to make mummies in Miaojiang.

Zhang Wuming, who was standing beside him, suddenly walked to the corpse at this time, and after half-squatting down, the thumb of his right hand was surrounded by a golden light.

He pressed the chin of the corpse with one finger, and stretched out his fingers into the corpse's throat.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, and he had no idea what this guy was going to do.

Although this corpse is a bit special, it is still just an ordinary corpse.

The next moment, Lu Chen saw the head of the corpse fall to the side again, and Zhang Wuming began to grop on the corpse.

Only then did Lu Chen realize that Zhang Wuming wanted to trick some treasures on this corpse!

Lu Chen is not sensitive to these treasures and so on. He even has the ancient divine sword, the Green Lotus Sword, and he doesn't care about these things at all.

Moreover, taking things from dead people is actually somewhat resistant in Lu Chen's subconscious mind.

Of course, under this situation, he was not convenient to stop it, so he simply watched the changes.

But for these practitioners, many treasures can attract their attention.

After careful inspection, no useful discoveries were found. Zhang Wuming shook his head and sighed and stood up.

However, Zhang Guanglin looked at Zhang Wuming impatiently and said, "Senior Brother Seven, when is it now? You still have the heart to find treasures here."

Zhang Wuming turned his head and glanced at Zhang Guanglin and said, "It won't take long! Don't talk about this here. It's so unlucky! It's not good to go to the army. There won't be any treasures here, right?"

Zhang Guanglin shook his head and sighed again, then looked at Lu Chen awkwardly.

Lu Chen didn't say much.

This kind of person has never seen him, and he just thinks about these things.

And you must not try to change his mind.

If you persuade me, if the relationship is not in place, he will definitely remember it hard in his heart.

To put it bluntly, you are offending him.

Maybe at the critical moment, he will accidentally come behind you.

And he would never think he was treacherous, but instead he would think he was smart enough.

To put it bluntly, this kind of person is relatively selfish and does not have a very upright view of right and wrong.

Lu Chen has always kept a distance from such people.

Of course, if he really put it in his own hands, he would never be lenient.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Guanglin, who came from the same master, was like a world in comparison with his seventh uncle.

However, Lu Chen was a little accustomed to these things.

The dragon has nine sons and each one is different. You should not count too much on these so-called descendants or successors of some masters.

While passing on each generation, generations are often worse than generations.

After all, their ancestors have reached their peak, and it is very difficult for them to become better than others.

The group of three people continued to move forward, and the spiritual consciousness in Lu Chen's body continued to expand to the surroundings.

This corridor is longer than expected.

The rock walls in the corridor are inlaid with neat stone bricks, which are obviously carefully polished by craftsmen.

The surface is smooth, with clear edges and corners, and the gaps between the stone bricks are also very regular.

Even though so long years have passed, under the light of the Spirit Pearl, it still reflects a moist light.

Nearly five minutes passed, and Lu Chen suddenly stopped and his brows frowned again.

He sensed countless extremely weak auras approaching quickly, quickly circulating the true energy and merit power, and the exorcist sword was also firmly held in his hand.

Lu Chen could not tell how many numbers were based on his spiritual consciousness alone, and he could not even know a rough number.

This was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation.

What exactly is approaching quickly around?!

A feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Brother Zhang Guanglin looked at Lu Chen in confusion at first, and could feel something was wrong with his face.

Zhang Guanglin didn't want to say anything.

He had already seen Lu Chen's magical means, and knew his identity, and immediately realized that something might be wrong.

So he subconsciously became alert and was ready to take action anytime if there was any abnormal movement.

Although his senior brother Zhang Wuming, who stood side by side with him, was more or less suspicious of Lu Chen's real strength, he did not think that he would be so ordinary.
Chapter completed!