Chapter 3482

"Our wish is to kill you!" Found that there is no room for recovery, the head of the white beard old man gnashing his teeth to say.

"It's a good wish, but it's not in my power." Su Chang shrugged, not angry.

From the moment when the twelve strong saints stepped on the altar, the end was doomed.

At this time, if we continue to argue with each other, our brains will not work well.

"Did you plan to sacrifice us when you found us?" On the altar, the bearded middle-aged monk asked bitterly.

"So to speak."

Su Chang did not deny this, adding: "however, I remember that I told you clearly at that time that this trip was very risky and that it was common to lose one's life."

"People die for money, birds die for food. In the final analysis, it's our choice."

The old man with white beard is still a bachelor. Looking back on the past, he was completely blinded by the endless treasures in the imperial mausoleum. He sighed his life.

"Emperor Yu, do we want to fight?"

After listening to the dialogue between Bai Xu and Su Chang, fan Jia hesitated to ask Liu Lang.

At the beginning, he thought that Su Chang was a weak group, but now he realized that the real victims were the twelve Lords on the altar.

"Let's go?"

Liu Lang glanced at fan Jia, "do you think those twelve people are pitiful?"

"A little bit." Fan Jia murmured, "the young people surnamed Su have dug a hole completely and let them jump. The means are too low. "

"The next thing? I don't think so

Without waiting for Liu Lang to speak, song Youliang, who is next to him, has already opened his mouth: "as far as I can see, those twelve people are not fuel-efficient lamps. As the youth surnamed Su said, if you really take them to obtain heavy treasure, it will be the youth of the surname Su who will die."

"It doesn't make sense to talk about it now."

Seeing that song Youliang and fan Jia are about to rise to the stage of human nature, Liu Lang waves his hand and interrupts the two humanitarians: "the key to the problem is that without the sacrifice of these twelve people, we can't get to the next level of the imperial mausoleum. If it were you, you might be more ruthless than the young people surnamed su. "

Song Youliang and fan Jia are silent.

After a long time, fan Jia sighed and said, "many times, there is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat."

In fact, the reason why fan Jia stood up to speak for the twelve saints was that he instinctively put himself into the corresponding roles.

If, at the end of the day, Liu Lang, like a young man surnamed Su, kicked away the summit of the twelve saints, he could not help it.

This is how the vulnerable groups sympathize with the vulnerable groups and feel sorry for each other.

However, all kinds of signs show that although Liu Lang is strong, he has not yet reached the level of ruthlessness of Su's youth.

That is to say, as long as he is honest and honest, even if he can't eat meat in the end, he can still drink soup.

After another look, fan Jia suddenly felt that he was lucky.

"My holy power!"

Just then, there was a change outside.

The twelve array eyes on the altar, like twelve whirlpools of high speed, began to extract the holy power from the bodies of the twelve Lords.

And those holy powers, finally, follow the rainbow light in the center of the altar and join the sky.

Twelve of the strong at the top of the Lord struggled, but they did not stir up a single wave.

With more and more holy power being drawn out, the bodies of the Twelve Supreme masters began to shrivel.

But now, no matter Su Chang, Liu Lang, song Youliang and fan Jia, who have no Tiansheng stele, no longer pay attention to the altar.

Because, suspended on the altar, the huge totem under the sky, has slowly cracked, and finally, a door of emptiness appears in front of everyone.

"Inside the gate is the real mausoleum."

Although you can't see what is behind the door of the void, there are some things that you can guess without seeing with your own eyes.

Although the ancestors of the Yu nationality and the ancestors of the fan family said that they opened the mausoleum of the great Qian emperor, according to the records, they did not even see a coffin.

This obviously does not conform to the meaning of the word Ling.

Therefore, this time, the only goal of song Youliang and fan Jia is to break through the limits of their ancestors.

But who could have imagined that they had come to this side without doing anything.

It can only be said that it is better to come early than to come at a good time.

If we push their arrival time forward or backward for even a few hours, we can't meet Su Chang and his gang. If we really want to do that, it must be another time.

As a matter of fact, Liu Lang is also feeling that this time his luck is in the air.

Liu Lang believes that with his own strength, he can also go to this stage, but it must be full of thorns and frustrations.

From this point of view, he has to thank Su Chang."The twelve lords, the most powerful, are gone." A moment later, Liu Lang's sight finally returned to the altar. It was only then that he found that the Twelve Supreme masters who had been drained of their holy power had no bodies left.

"This is life."

At the reminder of Liu Lang, song Youliang and fan Jia look at the altar at the same time.

After the wanzu struggle for hegemony, although there are often frictions among the major forces in the core star region, they are always within the controllable range. Except for the sinking of the soul City, the situation that the strongman of the holy master's peak fell by more than two digits at a time has never happened. At least song Youliang and fan Jia have never heard of it.

Before they set foot on the imperial mausoleum, song Youliang and fan Jia knew the danger of the imperial mausoleum. However, seeing the death of twelve powerful saints at the top of their lives made them unable to calm down for a long time.

Fortunately, they followed the right team. Otherwise, they might be the ones who went to the altar.

"Emperor Yu, what is the state of the Su youth?"

After a moment of silence, fan Jia decided to move forward and look at Su Chang, who was ready to step into the gate of emptiness. Fan Jia asked Liu Lang.

"The latter part of the Lord."

Liu Lang replied.

"The later period of the Lord? That's easy. " It is said that Su Chang's realm is not very high, fan Jia is relaxed a lot.

"Still can't underestimate."

But Liu Lang didn't think so.

In the past, there were twelve masters at the top of the mountain, so it was really not good to touch hard. This is also the fundamental reason why Liu Lang chose to hide in the holy stele of heaven, follow in secret, and wait for the opportunity to move.

Liu Lang once had the same idea as fan Jia when the twelve elites were fooled to the altar by Su Chang.

I feel that only Su Chang is left, and the next step is to pinch at will.

However, Su Chang opened the door of emptiness so skillfully that Liu Lang was alert. Moreover, from Su Chang's words, Liu Lang learned that Su Chang had entered the imperial mausoleum 100000 years ago.

This means that Su Chang's understanding of the imperial mausoleum is far away from them. Even if Su Chang's realm is lower, it is not easy to deal with it even if he enjoys the advantage of the main court.

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