Chapter 500: Under

"Kid, look at the part of you who are the blood of the younger generation, do not care about you."
The voice of the imperial man sounds very casual, but there is a kind of high-spiritedness.
Of course, he should be high on the top. He is the emperor. There is a well-documented inheritance in ancient times. Above, there are some legends that cannot be verified.
In other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the ancestor of today's ancient summer.
Even if these people are the strongest of the ancient people, in his eyes, they are just a very talented junior.
The elder Shi Taishang screamed and stared at the blood ancestor. He had already seen it. Also, what is the emperor's cultivation?
"Then you can remember, on the same day, you were buried in the Imperial Tomb, which was left to the backs of the younger generation?"
The emperor squinted and looked at the stone elders.
......
The resurrection of the Emperor was born, and the Yin soldiers in the Imperial Tomb were swept away.
Lu Mingshu and Yan Wugui and Yue Lingyin three successfully arrived at the main burial chamber.
From the temple, the main tomb was empty and quiet. The wall is engraved with a rune imprint, and the ground is also painted with complicated patterns, and I don't know what materials are used. It is so red and bloody, it looks very horrible.
Yue Lingyin shook and whispered: "Your seven true views are really gods, what are these?"
Yan has no return to the road: "The world believes that the seven true views are based on swordsmanship. In fact, the formation method is the basis of the faction. It is only after many years that the inheritance has been lost and it is unbearable."
Lu Mingshu looked at the past a little bit: "Look at this tomb, the seven-year view of the original method of inheritance, very clever, it is no wonder that you can build such a huge array of sin in the Yinshan. Unfortunately..."
Unfortunately, it is far worse than it used to be. Yan has no gaze.
Lu Mingshu really thinks so. This main burial chamber, plus the outer squad, has been able to compare with the complete world of the Tianlun. She is more curious about the origins of the emperor. Is he a remnant of ancient civilization?
The huge hustle, like a small house, smashed and slanted to one side, revealing the space inside.
Lu Mingshu leaned over to see, and it was also engraved with a layer of runes.
Her fingers slowly crossed over: "There is no trace of repression. It seems that the emperor of that year was indeed dead."
The strange thing is that there is no trace of yin in the main tomb room. Even if the front of the squad is broken, it is still clean and there is no residue of yin.
This kind of clean tomb room, there are so many arrays of blessings, how can the emperor suddenly climb out of the coffin and find the resurrection of the place where the yin gathers?
When he went to the pit to absorb the yin, even if he had not recovered his intelligence, he should have the ability to act, just like the sinister soldiers.
What led him to the pit? Is it really like God?
"Hey!" She suddenly had a finger.
"How?" Yan did not ask immediately.
Lu Mingshu looked at it and said: "Yan Big Brother, you try to remove the guilt."
"Okay." Yan promised to come down and pull out the knife and stalk into the shackles.
Yue Lingyin looked at two more eyes: "How to use a knife?"
Yan did not return to the coffin board, no answer. Lu Mingshu said freely: "He likes to be different."
Yue Lingyin laughed twice.
The guilt block was removed, revealing the inside.
Lu Mingshu reached out and touched it. "The next layer is also unloaded."
It has been removed on all sides, is it not easy? Yan did not return to the random, who knows that the silk does not move.
He sneaked in the tip of his knife and sighed, and finally picked it up.
Lu Mingshu probed and smiled: "Sure enough."
Yue Lingyin followed and explored, but under the coffin, the yin surging, and then fixed his eyes, the ground was missing a piece!
"How is this going?"
Lu Mingshu took a shot and the air wave repelled the yin, revealing a black hole.
She asked: "Do you want to go and explore with me? If you say it, it will be very dangerous."
Yue Lingyin said nothing: "If you are afraid, I will not stay until before."
Lu Mingshu nodded with a smile.
Yan did not return to speak, took the knife back to the sheath, stood still.
His attitude has already explained everything, Lu Mingshu will no longer ask, and jumped directly into it.
The yin under the armpit is only slightly thinner than the previous deep pit, and the black mist is rolling, blocking the line of sight.
Lu Mingshu explored the terrain with his knowledge and found a small path here. I don't know where to extend it.
"go."
"I will come first." Yan Wugui said, take the first step, enter the path, stop and reach out to her.
Lu Mingshu sighed inside and extended to hold him.
When the black fog was in front, she couldn’t tell whether it was Yan’s return or Xie Lianzhen.
"Yue Shijie." She whispered, the other hand holding Yue Lingyin, "Don't go away."
"Yeah." Yue Lingyin sounds a little tremble, and the feeling of yin invading remains in memory.
The three people were not far away, Lu Mingshu suddenly shocked and whispered: "Stop!"
Yan stopped when he did not return.
She let go of the two and moved to the side.
There is a lot of space here, and there seems to be something.
She reached out and slowly touched it, suddenly touching something, cold and hard.
"White bone!" Yue Lingyin snorted, she also touched.
This is nothing. Under the yin mountain, there are too many bones. Let Lu Mingshu tumbling and shaking inside is something else. She grabbed the long strip of things in her hand and said a word softly: "Sword."
Yue Lingyin leaned over and followed her hand and touched the sword. When she reached the position of the hilt, she suddenly collapsed.
After a long time, I said: "This is... the emblem of Tianhai Pavilion..."
It is not surprising to find a sword in Yinshan. Is this the ancient battlefield, will there be less bones and weapons? But it is strange that there is the emblem of Tianhai Pavilion.
There are many Xuanmen in the world, and the factions are all after the war. Qizhengguan, Tianhai Pavilion and Yuding Peak were the first batch of factions after the war. At that time, Yinshan had become a dead place, and all the disciples would not come here for no reason.
Even if they came to Yinshan, they lost their tracks here, and most of them died in the mouth of Warcraft. Otherwise, it is the barbarians who just wandered around here.
No matter what the possibility, the body should not be here!
Here is the bottom of the Yinshan Mountain, or under the Emperor's Mausoleum, where the emperor is buried, how can there be the bones of the disciples of Tianhai Pavilion?
Yan did not return to touch another thing, it is a metal ring: "This thing, like the unique hidden weapon of Qiushuilou." He touched the raised place, only heard the sound of "咔", the internal organs Bounced out.
The organ was still intact, and it was obvious that the object was abandoned here.
Lu Mingshu took a deep breath and said: "I think, I know the reason why the ancestors disappeared."
Yue Lingyin clenched her cold hand: "Lu Shimei..."
After a while, Yan’s voice of no return came:
If your ancestors died here, then what am I? Is he really dead in the hands of the barbarians?