Chapter 1417

It's strange that all the lines on this map are made of charcoal. It's dark. Only a hexagonal area, but a bright red one!

"It seems that this is the center of the mausoleum. Those guys must have rushed there!" T-shirt man is very excited: "since the sword of the twilight is in their hands, as long as we hurry past, we can find it."

"It's a good thing, of course, but "Master Feng hesitated a little:" but you two found that there is only such a road to the outside world on this map, that is, the one we just came by. "

"In other words, we have only one way out, but don't forget that the door can never be opened from inside."

"These craftsmen don't know about this. They think that escaping from the cave is the way to live. How can they know that the magic tomb is never to return?"

"Eh, no!" T-shirt suddenly surprised: "do you remember the stake that tied the boat?"

"Remember, what's the matter?" I'm a little strange. Why does he suddenly think of this?

"The big black stone is smooth and round, without any bulge, but it is just right. There is a stone stake in the dark place beside the water, as if it is specially used to tie the boat! We were wrong at the beginning. It's not convenient for someone to come in, it's for someone to go out. " T-shirt man explains.

Out for use?

Master Feng and I were shocked.

This is a magic tomb. It's an ancient tomb. People inside will go out?

That is

"It's not right either!" I pondered for a moment and said, "even if the guy who designed the tomb really hopes that the owner inside will come back one day, and then go out from here, isn't it enough to open the gate from inside?"

"That's because He will give dinner to the tomb owner regularly! " T-shirt man said this, even his face was shocked.

If the layman is not clear, master Feng and I will understand immediately. Rice is the dead bodies hanging on the river!

The owner of the tomb didn't eat the corpse, but the breath of the living. To be more precise, it was the last breath of Yang Qi that he vomited before he died!

Those people were all hanged alive on the top of the cave and starved to death, that is to feed the owner of the tomb with their last breath of Yang!

Who is the owner of the tomb?

What else is he going to do?

We don't know what kind of yin and evil skill is used, but the only thing we can be sure of is that the guy who borrows this kind of skill to revive is just a human demon!

If we wait for the devil to come out, we will not be able to deal with it even if we gather all the same people together!

No wonder the father of Satan will come here. No wonder Longquan villa will send so many experts.

But what did the very strange old man with the little girl do?

The three of us were silent for a long time. T-shirt man said angrily, "if it's true, even if it's not to help Jiulin get back the twilight sword, we have to fight hard. We can't let these guys succeed."

Master Feng and I didn't speak. We quickly picked up the bones. We are very clear about what the news means.

After working hard for a long time, we finally made a way out.

Master Feng let out a small fireball. There was nothing unusual outside. We each drew out weapons and walked out very carefully.

Outside is a broad corridor paved with bluestones.

There are many stone carvings carved on the stone walls on both sides. The workmanship is extremely exquisite, but the content is very strange.

The whole stone wall is carved with bats, large and small bats, thousands of them, and they are all painted bright red with cinnabar.

Maybe it's the ancient meaning of "Hongfu Qitian"?

The ambulatory turns and connects with a very wide stone hall. With the light of the fireball, there are eight coffins hanging inside.

Each one is more than four meters long and more than two meters wide. They are all cast iron, and they are all tied tightly with large chains with thick and thin arms, hanging in the air.

All of them are bright and bright red, especially dazzling in the dark stone hall.

In the face of such a strange scene, even we dare not break through.

I took out the parchment map left by the dead craftsmen and looked at it. I wanted to find another way around, but I found that the structure of the tomb was very strange.

Inside, there are many large and small stone halls, almost more than one hundred, but they are connected by an ambulatory, living like a maze. In order to reach the last red area, you can only walk through all the stone chambers and never bypass any one!

Moreover, both the area and the structure are extremely complex, far larger and more complex than any ancient tomb I know.

In general, ancient tombs of this scale are the mausoleums of emperors or princes on the side of hegemony. From the point of view of tomb system and decoration, it is not the emperor.

Who is the owner of the tomb?

Who are the eight iron coffins filled with?

Ding Ding, Ding Ding!

is now as like as two peas in the tomb. A very clear bell is suddenly heard, which is exactly the same as we heard when we were fighting blood corpse.When we were surprised, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from afar, and we came here.

The three of us took a look at each other and hurried back to the corridor.

Master Feng put out the small fireball, and we three all clung to the weapons and stared at the front.

The sound was getting closer and closer, so heavy that the ground shook gently.

Slowly, the corridor across the hall flashed a tall and strong figure.

Although the tomb is very dark, I can still see that it is not anyone who entered the tomb before, by the light of the red paint of the iron coffin.

The black shadow is more than two meters tall and very big. It seems to be wearing a very old armor. There are rhombus and horned heads and shoulders everywhere. It is leaning on a very heavy axe.

He walked very slowly, but every step down, he would make a very heavy noise, as if he had a thousand pounds.

All three of us knead the heavenly palace and opened the eyes of yin and Yang secretly.

This guy has no Yin Qi, but he has no Yang Qi.

In other words, he is neither a man nor a ghost.

What the hell is this?