Chapter 714

The stone gate behind yanzhaoge opened, and the dark and shining void immediately began to solidify.

Luo Zhitao, Zhou Haosheng and other people in the distance are about to attack Guo song. They are all gone.

Youming mausoleum reappeared. Solid floor and wall roof of the tomb appeared in front of yanzhaoge.

But soon, only in the next moment, the mausoleum disintegrated, turned into invisible dust, diffused and dissipated, and evolved into numerous void.

"Where to run?" In the void far away, Luo Zhitao holds the lamp with cold eyes.

On the surface of the dim light, there are many bright runes. It's necessary for the lights to come back on.

Yan Zhaoge is not in a hurry. He claps his hands on the stone gate.

Inside the open door, there was a strange air flow.

In the void, the originally dim brilliance suddenly became more dim, even the dim light slightly vibrated.

The chaotic time-space turbulence disappears again and becomes the internal structure of Youming mausoleum.

Guo song bombarded the walls of the tomb path.

He frowned at all this, but did not know where Yan Zhaoge was.

Everyone is still in the tomb of the Youming Dynasty, but in different time and space, after the void into the mausoleum, they are located in different positions of the mausoleum.

A moment ago, I could not find the road. The intricate corridor of the tomb makes it difficult to identify the direction.

A group of bright and dark martial arts sects also scattered things in an instant. Only those who meet in the same time and space are still facing each other.

Luo Zhitao only has Zhou Haosheng and Youmo Zun in front of him.

He ignored Zhou Haosheng, but frowned at the dim light in his hand and the tomb that reappeared again.

Finally, Luo Zhitao's vision falls on the sarcophagus where the Youming lamp is placed.

Looking at the empty Sarcophagus, his eyes sank: "is the emperor really dead? Where is the gate in the imperial mausoleum, and what is behind it? "

Zhou Haosheng's face is cloudy and sunny. He also feels confused about the sudden changes in front of him.

Finally, Luo Zhitao's eyes converged and lowered his eyelids.

The brilliant runes on the Youming lamp keep popping up and spreading rapidly.

Luo Zhitao tried his best to refine the Youming lamp. He wanted to put this treasure under his control and put it in his pocket.

Deep in the mausoleum, Yan Zhaoge looked at the newly emerged passage of the tomb, relieved, but also more curious about the door behind.

The threat from Luo Zhitao, Guo song and others has been temporarily lifted, but the crisis is still ongoing.

Let Luo Zhitao and Guangming school get Youming lamp, which makes Guangming school's strength increase greatly. Naturally, it is not the result of Yan Zhaoge's opinion.

Take a deep breath, Yan Zhaoge steps into the open stone door.

After entering the stone gate, you can see it everywhere in the tomb. The dim light that confuses people's minds and gods disappears.

In front of us is an empty foreign space. It's dark. Only in the distance can we see a little shining, bright and pure.

Yan Zhaoge carefully felt the breath flow in this foreign space, and after a moment, his expression became serious.

This alien space, as if to reproduce the changes of the universe, everything in the original dark, until the birth of the original light scene.

And after the birth of the first light, time is like a freeze frame at this moment, no longer changing.

All retain the initial moment, the passage of time is like losing its own meaning, mysterious and mysterious.

Yan Zhaoge is close to the first light, but the dark universe seems boundless. No matter how long Yan Zhaoge has gone, the light seems to be still far away, not close at all.

It's like stepping on the spot.

Looking at the unreachable light, Yan Zhaoge's eyes began to become deep and silent.

Taoism is like the chaotic air flow, quietly spreading around Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge moves forward again. This time, the dark void finally has a sense of distance again. Yan Zhaoge can distinguish with the naked eye, and gradually gets closer to the light.

Finally, I came to the center of this foreign space, and the light I saw at the beginning was still as delicate as corn.

Yan Zhaoge reaches out his hand, and the chaotic air around him invades the millet like brilliance.

The light is no longer graceful, but Yan Zhaoge can see that there is another world hidden in the tiny light like corn dust.

Under that light is an altar.

Although it seems small, it makes the viewer feel extremely grand.

Yan Zhaoge even felt that this altar was more magnificent than the whole Tomb of the Youming Dynasty.

"The question is, how to get in?" Yan Zhaoge carefully examined, constantly speculated in his heart.

He held out his finger and touched the dust like brilliance, which was just like a little, but Yan Zhaoge seemed to touch an independent world.

The power of the realm is like a tangible thing, which blocks Yan Zhao's songs.

But this time, Yan Zhaoge felt unusual. The power and artistic conception contained in the brilliance was not just the inheritance of Youming saints.

There is also a kind of power breath that makes Yan Zhaoge feel familiar, which is also mixed with it.

His expression slightly became a little strange: "how could it be like the artistic conception of the power of the creation of the heavenly script, and the understanding of the classics, like my legendary mother's handwriting?"

Thinking of this, Yan Zhaoge recalled the communication with her father Yandi at the beginning, and stretched out her fingers and made a comparison in the void.

He turned the true element into the light flow, wrote and left traces in the air, and soon formed a unique symbol pattern.

In the rotation of Fuwen, the mysterious artistic conception is revealed.

Some of the things that Yandi taught at the beginning are similar to the code words, which are contained in them.

In the current situation, some of these things are useless, but some are beginning to work.

The rune shrinks and becomes smaller than the dust, falling towards the altar.

At this moment, the light like dust finally becomes larger, forming a light ball like existence. On the surface of the light ball, a door opens silently.

Yan Zhaoge is amazing.

Could it be that the people who first went to the tomb of the emperor Youming had a clear day?

Why did she enter the tomb of Youming?

According to her original cultivation, even if the progress is rapid, the opportunity is relatively small, unless she has lived in a fast time world for many years.

Or, she had other special methods, but there was no sign that she had something to do with the hermit church.

While thinking, Yan Zhaoge enters the world of light sphere.

The magnificent altar stands in the middle of the void, as if it were filled with the world.

On the top of the altar, there are bright lights, bright and dark, alternating.

At the foot of the altar, a lot of things are piled up.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at it and couldn't help but be surprised: "good guy, it's developed this time."

Looking forward, all kinds of precious resources and rare treasures are piled up under the altar.

In the past, Youming church was very popular and rich in heaven and earth.

Although the most important Youming lamp is not here, Yin Tianxia, the great emperor of Youming, is only buried with some treasures, which is amazing.

However, Yan Zhaoge is more interested in the presence of the altar top.