Chapter 709

As soon as Yan Zhaoge's face changed, he immediately called out the Dragon hall and brought ah Hu into it first.

Feng Yunsheng forced his awe inspiring Sabre back into its sheath, and his eyes disappeared in the blue light, then he jumped into the Dragon hall.

"How do you feel?" Yan Zhaoge asked ah Hu.

In the Dragon hall, ah Hu seems to wake up and his eyes are clear again.

However, the feeling of the other person was still at a loss: "there is no special feeling, as if sometimes I want to be absorbed in something, or feel sleepy and take a nap."

Feng Yunsheng shakes his head as well: "there is no obvious special feeling. When he is slightly distracted, the holy Sabre of the sun will react automatically."

"But there is definitely a problem, otherwise there will be no sign of this protector for the sun chilling sabre."

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, collected the Dragon hall, and carefully looked at the immediate environment.

In the dark tomb path, there still seems to be nothing special.

But now how to look, how to reveal the strange.

The dark martial artists around us are all martial saints. They are more or less unusual.

In particular, the dark patriarch Zhou Haosheng was more serious: "not quite right, all be careful."

His true yuan is released from the hole around him, forming a layer of dark air, as if night is falling, dark and secluded, isolating the brightness around him.

The crowd walked for a moment again. Yan Zhaoge was absorbed in observing the surroundings, but he felt his spirit, as if they were all involved in the dim light, unable to extricate themselves.

He was alert in his heart. The more obsessed he was with observation, the more likely he was to lose his mind.

In fact, this is a kind of tomb guarding and forbidden system. It hurts people invisibly and makes people unconsciously follow the Tao.

And the deeper into the interior of the mausoleum, the more powerful the strange tomb guarding system is.

Yan Zhaoge observed the dim brilliance, and gradually understood: "when you are in it, you will gradually be assimilated by the dim brilliance, lose your mind, and become ignorant."

"In the end, they will become puppets like walking corpses, and those puppets outside will come in this way."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes began to become quiet, dark and chaotic, even more obscure than the dim light in front of him.

The way to run Wuji Tianshu is that Yan Zhaoge looks like an ordinary one, but the whole person inside seems to incarnate chaos and isolate the dim and brilliant assimilation.

Going forward, there are more and more dark masters, and there is a trend of falling behind.

Fortunately, Zhou Haosheng and other top leaders are still awake, and soldiers are always concerned about their own situation.

Zhou Haosheng sighed as he saw the increasing influence of prohibition.

When he shook his hand, he saw a long black flag. When he waved it, the black light silk streamers of Taoism were scattered.

The dark light in the tomb path was cut off for the most part. A group of dark martial artists woke up and looked at each other in a daze, then showed a look of happiness and fear.

Yan Zhaoge looks at Zhou Haosheng's long flag like a gun with great interest.

There is no superior holy army to suppress the mountain gate, but a superior holy army soul brocade flag, with outstanding quality and many wonderful uses, is also a treasure, always controlled by the patriarch.

In front of me is the black long flag. I think it's the ghost brocade flag.

At this time, Zhou Haosheng looked back at Yan Zhaoge and saw his clear eyes, but he was stunned slightly.

Apart from fengyunsheng and AHU, the person with the lowest level of cultivation is Yan Zhaoge, the first level of wusheng and the first level of harmony.

Yan Zhaoge's personal strength is amazing, far beyond the vast majority of martial artists of the same realm, which is gradually recognized by everyone.

But in the tomb of Youming, it seems so relaxed, which surprised Zhou Haosheng and others.

"This young man is more elusive than ever before..." As Zhou Haosheng thought, he opened the soul brocade banner.

Under the shadow of dark light, Yan Zhaoge will be protected together.

Yan Zhaoge smiles and nods, and acts with the others.

The more he went in, the more powerful he was in restraining and assimilating. Later, Zhou Haosheng, the six masters of martial arts, saw the peak accomplishments of the later masters of martial arts and the combination with the ghost brocade flags of the middle-class soldiers, which were gradually unable to resist.

Even Zhou Haosheng was in a trance.

Fortunately, the fragments and treasures related to the tomb of the emperor of Youming continue to play a role at this moment.

Under the brilliant blessing of the fragments and treasures, a considerable part of the pressure was shared for everyone, which enabled Yan Zhaoge and Zhou Haosheng to continue to go deep into the imperial mausoleum.

When people came to the bottom of the mausoleum, they saw a dark light flow, like a chain, converging in the center of the tomb.

There is a huge sarcophagus floating!

But to everyone's amazement, the coffin cover of the sarcophagus was opened. From afar, no one's body was found in the sarcophagus!

Zhou Haosheng and others stared at this scene, but they could not return to God for a long time.

Yan Zhaoge was also surprised: "could it be that emperor Youming was not dead? In those days, all sorts of things were just the illusion of concealing people's eyes and ears? "

"In other words, like the high cold on the sun, I played a trick like a cicada peeling off its shell and a stiff Li Dai?"

Yan Zhaoge's eyes become deep: "no......"

The sarcophagus was used. Later, it was opened. It was not that Yin Tianxia prepared for it.

The tomb is full of dusk and death.

Such majestic air of death shows that there was a very powerful existence, buried here.

So, is it Yin Tianxia, the emperor of Youming, who came back to life many years after his death and left here?

Or did someone open the coffin and remove the bones of Yin Tianxia?

Either way, it makes people feel sweaty and upside down, and a chill rises rapidly from the tailbone.

Zhou Haosheng and other people's expressions are constantly changing. They are not only glad that Yin Tianxia, the great emperor of Youming, may still be alive, but also worried about the mysterious disappearance of the remains of their ancestors.

In particular, it has always been a mystery how those who entered the imperial mausoleum and became puppets came in.

In this case, if you look at the empty sarcophagus at the moment, you will inevitably feel not optimistic.

When they looked carefully, they saw a solitary lamp on the sarcophagus.

The lamp body is half black and half white, but there is a clear distinction between black and white without any impurities. However, the combination is flawless and natural without any artificial trace.

The lights had long gone out, but there was a light that connected the tomb.

There is a dark School of martial arts color change, low voice out: "Youming light!"

Yan Zhaoge hears the words and her eyes are fixed.

Youming lamp is said to be the treasure of Yin Tianxia, the great emperor of Youming. It's a top-grade Saint soldier and disappeared with him.

Over the years, it has been speculated that Youming lamp was buried in the tomb of Youming emperor together with Yin Tianxia.

Come to explore the tomb of Youming emperor, Youming lamp is the main goal!

Now it seems that this lamp has suffered a lot.

However, it is still a treasure, which is undoubtedly true.

After a salute, Zhou Haosheng stepped forward and reached for the ancient lamp, which was half black and half white.