History’s Strongest Senior Brother

When Yan Zhao’s face changed, he immediately called out the group dragon temple and first collected Ahu.

Feng Yunqi forced his own sacred sword back into the sheath, and the blue eyes disappeared, and then he jumped into the group dragon temple.

“What do you feel?” Yan Zhao’s voice asked Ahu.

In the group of dragons, Ahu seemed to wake up and his eyes returned to Qingming.

But the feeling of the other side, he is still stunned: "There is no special feeling, it seems that sometimes I want to think about things, or sleepy, hit a sly."

Feng Yunxiao also shook his head: "There is no obvious specific feeling. When there is a slight fascination, the sacred knife will automatically produce a reaction."

"But there is definitely a problem, otherwise the sword will not have this guardian."

Yanzhao song brows slightly picked up, collected the group of dragons, and carefully looked at the immediate environment.

In the dark tomb, there still seems to be no specificity.

But now how to look at it, how to show surprise.

The dark sects of the martial arts beside them are all martial arts, and they are somewhat unusual.

In particular, the darkest patriarch Zhou Haosheng is even more serious: "Not quite right, all are careful."

His true element was released from the shackles of the whole body, and a layer of black gas was formed faintly, as if night falls, and the secluded darkness will separate the radiance around.

The people walked for a while, and Yan Zhao songs gaze at the surroundings, but faintly feels his own spirit, as if he is also involved in the dim light, it is difficult to extricate himself.

He was alert in his heart, and the more he became observant and alert, the more likely he was to lose his mind.

This is actually a kind of ban on the tomb, which hurts people invisible and makes people unknowingly.

The deeper into the interior of the mausoleum, the eccentric curb of the tomb, the effectiveness will be stronger.

Yan Zhaoge observes the dim light, and gradually realizes in his heart: "In this place, you will gradually be assimilated by this dim light, lose your own mind and become awkward."

"The final result is to become a corpse like a corpse, and the shackles outside are like this."

Yan Zhao’s gaze began to become quiet, deep and chaotic, and even more ambiguous than the dim light in front of him.

The method of running the Promise of Heavenly Book, Yan Zhaoge's appearance is the same as usual, but the whole person seems to be incarnation and chaos, to isolate the dim and radiance of assimilation.

Going forward, there are more and more dark powers, and there is a tendency to fall behind.

Fortunately, Zhou Haosheng and other top-ranking amnesties remain awake, and the soldiers are always concerned about the situation of their own homes.

Seeing that the influence of the prohibition is getting bigger and bigger, Zhou Haosheng sighed.

He shook his hand and showed a black long squat, waving the room, and the black light was spilled.

The darkness of the cemetery was suddenly isolated, and all the dark sects of the martial arts were awake, and the gods were a little stunned, and then they showed their fearful expression.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Zhou Haosheng's long-handed flag-like gun with interest.

The dark ancestors did not have the top sacred soldiers to suppress the mountain gates, but a Chinese sacred sacred koi carp, the quality is quite outstanding, a lot of magical use, also known as the treasure, has always been mastered by the lord.

This black long scorpion in front of you, it is a ghost koi.

At this time, Zhou Haosheng looked back at Yan Zhao’s song and saw Yan Zhao’s clear eyes, but could not help but glimpse.

In addition to the two great masters of Feng Yunyi and Ahu, among the people in the field, the person who is the lowest in the realm is Wu Zongyi, the Yan Zhao song in the early stage of the conjunction.

Yan Zhaoge's personal strength is amazing, far surpassing most of the same-world warriors, and this point is gradually getting everyone's affirmation.

However, in the Ling Mausoleum, it seems so relaxed, but Zhou Haosheng and others are surprised.

"This young man is more elusive than ever before." Zhou Haosheng thought about it while opening the ghost koi.

Under the dark black light, the Yan Zhao song will also be protected together.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and nodded, and acted with everyone.

The more you go in, the stronger the power of prohibition and assimilation. Later, Zhou Haosheng Wu Sheng Liu, seeing the repair of Wu Shengfeng in the late period of the gods, and the combination of the Chinese sacred ghost koi, can gradually resist .

Even Zhou Haosheng faintly gave birth to a feeling of guilt.

Fortunately, the debris treasures of the people who are related to the Ming Emperor Mausoleum continue to play a role at this moment.

Under the glorious blessing of the debris treasures, I helped share a considerable part of the pressure, so that Yan Zhaoge and Zhou Haosheng and his party could continue to go deep into the Mausoleum.

When the people came to the bottom of the mausoleum, they saw a dim light flow, like a chain, gathered in the center of the tomb.

There, there is a huge sarcophagus floating in it!

But what made everyone stunned was that the stone cover of the stone was opened, and from afar, there was no body of anybody in the stone!

Zhou Haosheng and others stayed in this scene and couldn’t return to God for a long time.

Yan Zhaoge also felt astonished: "Is it not that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is not dead? Everything in the past was just an illusion of hiding ears?"

"Or, or, like the sun in the sun, I played a golden hustle and shelled, and Li Daitao’s trick?"

Yan Zhao’s eyes became deep and deep: “No...”

The stone sarcophagus was used and was later opened. It was not used by Yin Tianxia.

In the tomb, it is full of suffocation and death.

Such a majestic death, indicating that there has indeed been an extremely powerful existence, buried here.

Then, is the resurrection of the Ming Dynasty Emperor Yin Tianxia after many years of death, leaving here?

Or is it that someone has opened up and removed the bones of Yin Tianxia?

No matter which kind of possibility, people feel the feeling of standing upside down, and a cold rises rapidly from the tail vertebrae.

Zhou Haosheng and others kept changing, not only for the fascination of the Emperor Yin Tian may still be happy, but also worried about the mysterious disappearance of the founder's body.

In particular, those who entered the Mausoleum and turned into a shackle, how they came in, have always been a mystery.

In this case, looking at the empty sarcophagus at this moment, it is inevitable that people feel not optimistic.

When everyone looked at it carefully, they saw a singular lamp on the stone plaque.

The lamp body is half black and half white, but the black and white are clearly separated, without any impurities, but the combination is flawless and natural, without artificial traces.

The lights have long been extinguished, but there is a radiance that connects the tombs.

There is a dark martial artist who changes and whispers: "The secluded light!"

Yan Zhao song heard the words, his eyes condensed.

The secluded lamp, the legendary faint Emperor Yin Tianxia used to be the treasure of the past, the top sacred soldier, disappeared with him.

For so many years, everyone has been speculating that the secluded lamp was buried in the Ming Dynasty tomb with Yin Tianxia.

This time to explore the Ming Dynasty Emperor Mausoleum, the secluded lamp is the main goal!

It seems that today, this secluded lamp seems to have suffered too much damage.

However, it is still a treasure, which is obviously no doubt.

Zhou Haosheng watched the secluded lamp. After a ritual, he walked up and reached for the half-black and white-white lamp. Unfinished friends ~www.readwn.com~, you can search for "", you can find this site the first time.