Chapter 3478

"You don't have to be alarmed. The emperor of Daqian is already in the past. Even if these people are really the royal family of Daqian, what can they do?"

Seeing that song Youliang and fan Jia looked as if they were facing a great enemy, Liu Lang comforted the two humanitarians: "the stele of no heavenly saint can be floating beside them, but they have not found it, which can only show that the level of these people is ordinary."

"Reasonable, reasonable."

Song Youliang and fan Jia looked at each other, and they were relaxed.

"Don't go out in a hurry. Let's see what's going on." Although he didn't pay much attention to the dozens of people outside, Liu Lang decided to observe first.

It's not Yucheng right now.

Without the support of array strength, the fight really depends on Song Youliang and fan Jia.

"Yes, it depends."

Naturally, song Youliang and fan Jia will not object to Liu Lang's plan of staying still.

As descendants of the tomb guards, they have a natural sense of awe for the imperial family of Daqian. After all, their ancestors worked for the royal family of Daqian.

In the end, he played a guard against himself. Even the ancestors of the two shenwangjing state would feel guilty after hearing the four words of Da Qian royal family.

Projection is not only image, but also synchronous voice.

The next moment, song Youliang and fan Jia opened their eyes and ears, and continued to peep and eavesdrop.

"Do you understand?" Apart from the stele, the youth, who was the leader, made clear his position and looked at another ten or so people and asked.

"I've heard you for three times."

A middle-aged man with a beard replied impatiently.

"Third, don't talk if you can't speak."

As soon as the middle-aged monk's voice fell, the old man with white beard beside him sank his face. After scolding, the old man turned to the young man and said with apology, "Lord Su, my brother has never been patient. Please don't blame me."

"No harm."

The young man waved his hand and said, "I have told you many times. Since we all remember it, let's start formally."

"All of us should keep up our spirits. If anyone is wrong, he will make his own punishment."

The old man with white beard nodded to the first youth and immediately reminded others sternly.

"It seems that these are two groups! The youth are a group of themselves, and the others are a group. " Just a moment ago, only the leading youth spoke alone, and they couldn't hear anything. Now, they have a dialogue with each other. Liu Lang, song Youliang and fan Jia in Wutian Shengbei have made new discoveries.

"That's a good thing."

Liu Lang commented.

"Yes, good thing."

Song Youliang and fan Jia are not stupid. Of course, they understand what Liu Lang means.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Since there are two groups of people, the space that can be used is large.

Inside the imperial mausoleum, however, there are endless wealth. How can the resources be divided when two groups of people go in? How to divide the treasures? Even if we do not stir up trouble, there is a great possibility of internal strife.

"Start!"

While Liu Lang, song Youliang and fan Jia were thinking about how to make a snipe clam fighting for profits, the youth outside the no heaven monument had already waved their hands to depict the Dharma formula.

"It's kind of interesting."

Song Youliang and fan Jia are laymen in the battle, but Liu Lang is a real saint level master.

The so-called expert knows whether there is one. As soon as the youth opens up his posture, Liu Lang realizes that his hands are extraordinary.

It's not the depth of the Dharma formula, but the sense of history.

Nothing remains unchanged, and so is the way of skill training.

For thousands of years, the way of art has been evolving and progressing, and the depiction methods of various array patterns are also constantly changing.

Just like the three realms of mortal characters, the first is oracle bone inscriptions, and then the golden inscriptions, big seal characters, small seal characters, official script, cursive script, regular script, running script, and the depiction methods of the three realms are also constantly evolving.

Obviously, the formula depicted by that young man is not the product of this era.

But Liu Lang can still understand the basic meaning.

"This is to open the rhythm of the imperial mausoleum!"

Looking at it for a long time, Liu Lang's mouth turned up slightly.

The so-called all roads lead to Rome, and the way to open the imperial mausoleum is obviously not the only way to open the imperial mausoleum with the help of disguise masks, telling Liu Lang directly that the way of opening the imperial mausoleum by the youth outside may be more advanced.

As Liu Lang was thinking silently, the array had already taken shape.

"Into the battle!"

With the youth drinking a lot, the twelve practitioners who had already been ready jumped into the array and occupied a key position in the array.

Then the twelve monks mobilized their holy power.

It's true that the twelve practitioners are all masters, and all of them are the summit of the Lord.

The reason why Liu Lang chose to be cautious and wait-and-see lies in the realm of these twelve people. Although separated from the stele of Wu Tian Sheng, the role of the real eye has not been compromised.As a matter of fact, Liu Lang confirmed the accomplishments of the twelve men as early as the first time. However, he was the first youth with a slightly lower level, only in the later period of the emperor.

As for why we didn't tell song Youliang and fan Jiaming, we should be afraid of them.

As the saying goes, keep up one's spirits, then decline again, and exhaust three times. If you come up, you will lose all your morale, and you won't have to enter the imperial mausoleum again.

Under the gaze of Liu Lang, song Youliang and fan Jia, Shengli is quickly injected into the array eye.

"Boom

Then there was a loud noise.

After the loud noise, a round array of light, straight into the sky, actually in the sky, tearing a hole.

And this opening is the space passage leading to the mausoleum of the great Qian emperor.

"So simple?" Song Youyuan and fan Jia are surprised.

Although it was their first time to visit the mausoleum of the great Qian Dynasty, they knew exactly how the ancestors of the two clans opened the mausoleum.

Even if you have the key of face changing mask, it can't work for every seven or seven forty-nine days.

However, this group of people actually only had a quarter of an hour.

Compared with the two, it is the gap between heaven and earth.

The next moment, song Youliang and fan Jia look at Liu Lang at the same time.

Liu Lang looks as usual.

"Since someone is charging ahead, we can save a lot of energy and just follow in." Looking at the open space passage, Liu Lang shrugged and said.

Seeing Liu Lang so calm, song Youliang and fan Jia gradually recovered from the shock.

Although all kinds of signs show that it will be much more difficult to explore the imperial mausoleum this time than expected, as long as Liu Lang, the sea god needle, does not collapse, there is no need for them to panic.

"It's done!"

In addition to the stele of Wutian saint, the twelve top practitioners of the holy master standing on the array eye looked up at the sky, all of them were surprised. They had prepared for this moment for such a long time.

Thinking of the endless treasures in the imperial mausoleum, everyone took a mouthful of saliva.

And the young people standing outside are also relieved.

After a long breath, the young man glanced at the top of the twelve saints and said in a deep voice: "opening the imperial mausoleum is only the first step. There are numerous organs in the imperial mausoleum. After entering, we must obey the command and do not act arbitrarily."

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