Chapter 710

Seeing Zhou Haosheng's hand reaching for the legendary Youming lamp, Yan Zhaoge said, "it's better to be careful."

A group of dark martial artists, some people are on guard around, some people's eyes are Qi Qi fell on Yan Zhaoge.

The meaning in their eyes is not obscure.

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "we all suspect that someone came in before, and now the coffin of emperor Youming is also missing."

"Whether someone comes in or the emperor Youming dies and comes back to life, the current situation is strange."

"It's empty here, but the lights are still there, and they haven't been taken away. Do you think it's normal?"

Yan Zhaoge looked around: "we are indeed ahead of guangmingzong in coming here, but the mechanisms and prohibitions in the mausoleum are also our first lessons. It is a pleasant thing to take the lead, but it is not so pleasant to explore the way and step on the trap."

A group of dark martial artists didn't speak, but they all had the color of identification on their faces.

Zhou Haosheng, with a peaceful look, said slowly, "Yan Xiaoyou's worries are reasonable, but we don't have much time to observe the changes."

"There are some risks that must be taken and cannot be avoided."

Yan Zhaoge shrugged: "I agree with that."

Zhou Haosheng turns his head to look at the Youming lamp again, and reaches forward.

With his palm close to the Youming lamp, Yan Zhaoge's eyes flickered slightly and noticed that Zhou Haosheng's palm was different.

In the gloom and darkness, there is a very bright light.

The way of dark and extreme light is the right way in the martial arts of the dark school. What Yan Zhaoge cares about is that there seems to be other things in the bright and bright world.

A figure, gradually emerging from the light, seems to be the size of millet, but the majestic and powerful momentum, let Yan Zhaoge also feel frightened.

It seems that he is a strong warrior who is close to Zhou Haosheng's accomplishments, reaches the six levels of wusheng and sees the later realm of God.

But next, Yan Zhaoge felt that figure, although powerful, it lacked some flexibility.

It's a little similar to those puppets that I met before and were controlled by the tomb guarding and forbidden.

"The dark one?" Yan Zhaoge suddenly.

Although it's my first time to see you, I think it's the famous dark venerable.

This is one of the foundation of Youmo sect in huangzhahai. It is the time when the former generation of Youmo sect will die, they voluntarily sacrifice themselves with secret methods.

It is extremely strict for the martial artists who sacrifice and refine themselves, and the success rate of sacrifice and refining is extremely low to an outrageous degree. Once the sacrifice and refining are successful, you can get a relic of rejuvenation. The strength is close to that of your life, but you can't continue to improve.

One of the important reasons for this is that the dark sect was able to fight against the bright sect, at least not to fall into the obvious downwind.

Zhou Haosheng's current actions are indeed risky, but they are not reckless.

It seems that he reaches for the lamp, but in fact, the real one is a dark one.

This dark venerable is actually equivalent to stepping on Thunder for Zhou Haosheng.

However, although not Zhou Haosheng's own adventure, if he loses such a dark venerable with the six strength of the martial saint, he will also lose a lot to the dark sect, hurting his heart, lungs and muscles.

You dark sect entered the tomb of you Ming emperor this time. We can see the great determination.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the half black and half white lamp, without any action, and no longer spoke.

Things are really good things, Yan Zhaoge is also moved, but there are many doubts in his heart.

It's not just that someone may have entered the tomb earlier, but also that the body of emperor Youming disappeared.

Before entering the mausoleum, Yan Zhaoge vaguely felt that there seemed to be something attracting him, but after entering, he did not find anything.

He can be sure that what attracts him is not the dim light in front of him.

What would that be?

Yan Zhaoge looks at the dark tomb around him and thinks about it.

In fact, the interior space is very large, just like the main hall.

But the dim light all over the place makes people lose the sense of distance, some can't distinguish between far and near.

Apart from the puppets I met when I first came in, there were no other guards in the tomb.

However, there is a dim light that kills people. In fact, there is no need for other guards. Those lights will turn one intruder into a puppet guarding the mausoleum.

Even the martial Saint at the level of God, or even the martial Saint at the level of Xianqiao, may not be able to resist.

Yan Zhaoge and others are also lucky to inherit the treasure, so they can enter the tomb.

There are also multiple guard and prohibition systems around the mausoleum.

Looking back for a moment, Yan Zhaoge had a certain number in his mind: "there must be someone else here who has come in, or else he can't explain why those martial artists who have become puppets appear outside."

He turned his head and saw that the dark one in Zhou Haosheng's palm did not return to his normal size, still like corn.

But the dark one stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold the heaven and the earth, and the dark curtain covered the light.

All of a sudden, the darkness was gone.

A little light, suddenly on!

The dim light is on!

It's bright and bright. It's everywhere in the whole tomb. The dark light in the tomb is bright and dazzling at this moment.

If it's just a high-quality holy soldier who has no owner and is damaged, he may not be able to do anything about it, such as Yan Zhaoge, Zhou Haosheng, etc.

But at this moment, the Youming lamp lights the whole Youming mausoleum, which seems to be turbulent at this moment.

Zhou Haosheng's dark and dignified figure in the palm of his hand suddenly grew into a large figure of an old man.

The old man's black breath kept flowing out, but it dissipated under the light of the void.

Zhou Haosheng's face remained the same. He gave a low drink and pushed forward with one hand.

The dark one did the same.

As they come out, the extreme darkness suddenly gives birth to brilliance and brilliance.

The light meets the light in the tomb, and they seem to resonate.

The other dark martial artists on the scene are all the same.

It is bright and dazzling, pure and extreme. It repels all things around it. If it is not the same, it will be rejected and destroyed, purified and destroyed.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes become deep, and once again, he runs the subtle method of Wuji Tianshu.

At the next moment, the brilliance suddenly disappeared.

The dim light goes out.

All people just feel the darkness in front of them and can't see anything.

The scene in the tomb disappeared, the sarcophagus disappeared, and the dim lights disappeared, leaving only darkness.

No one else can be perceived in this moment.

Under the operation of the limitless heavenly script, no matter the light or the dark, it will become invisible.

This allows Yan Zhaoge to see that her space is constantly changing.

The huge tomb, which was originally magnificent, suddenly turned into a chaotic time-space turbulence.

Yan Zhaoge and others are trying their best to fix their body shape, but they can't be restrained and are rolled into different time and space.

Zhou Haosheng, the most powerful man in cultivation, still perseveres in pursuing the sarcophagus and the Youming lamp with the Youhun brocade banner and the dark venerable beside him.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge felt that there was something else that attracted him.