The Xuanyuan Tomb I Built Has Attracted Tomb Robbers from All over the World

　　"Fuck! This shoe is fine!"

　　"My Nima! I feel like there is someone behind me!"

　　"No, I always feel like my own shoes are moving!"

　　I don't know how long it took, and netizens fell into a sensation.

　　Countless barrages floated across the public screen, as if to cover up this horrific scene.

　　Looking at Wu Mou's pale face, Huo Tiantian suddenly felt cold all over.

　　She knew that Wu Mou must have seen something frightening.

　　Otherwise, there would be no such expression.

　　Just as he was about to look back, Wu Mou grabbed her hand tightly.

　　The pain from the palm made Huo Tiantian's mind clear, and he didn't dare to turn back any more.

　　Footsteps like ghosts have been closely following the crowd.

　　Just when they reached the location of the secret room, they suddenly disappeared.

　　The invisible pressure made everyone's clothes wet with cold sweat.

　　They didn't turn their stiff necks until the footsteps stopped.

　　"What is it?"

　　Exactly the same question floated through everyone's mind.

　　Although everyone forcibly controlled the impulse in their hearts, when the footsteps disappeared.

　　Still can't help but wonder, who is the owner of the footsteps?

　　And what is the purpose?

　　"The ghost doesn't go away!"

　　Since Zhang Zehao and everyone entered the grave, Ye Fan has been observing their actions.

　　When I saw the incredible pair of shoes, my eyes suddenly narrowed.

　　Others don't know what those shoes are, but he does.

　　However, I don't want to pay attention to it.

　　Only in this way can he add fun to his dull life.

　　"Did you see what it was?"

　　As Zhang Zehao's voice fell, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Wu Mou and Huo Tiantian.

　　Only the two of them walked at the end, and only the two of them could possibly see what was making the noise.

　　See everyone is looking at themselves.

　　Huo Tiantian's face suddenly turned red, just now she was only in boundless fear, and she didn't see what was behind her at all.

　　Turning to look at Wu Mou, the same doubt appeared in his bright eyes.

　　Looking at the puzzled eyes of everyone, Wu Mulue pondered, but finally shook his head slightly.

　　He didn't want to put pressure on the crowd, and until now he couldn't be sure whether the scene just now was true.

　　"Forget it, let's go to the tomb."

　　Seeing the changing faces of everyone, Xu Feng said.

　　Although he was equally puzzled, the sound of footsteps following the crowd did not cause any harm.

　　He could only go with him. At this time, his nerves had already been tempered by lying on the grave.

　　No matter what happens in this tomb.

　　In his heart, it is a matter of course, as long as it can't threaten the lives of everyone, it doesn't matter.

　　Xu Feng's words made everyone nodded, although the journey was full of weirdness.

　　But fortunately there were no casualties.

　　That being the case, why bother adding to the trouble, in case it angers the weird thing just now.

　　It's the real loss.

　　Looking at the wall in front of him, Chen Zhenbin walked up.

　　What appears in front of everyone now does not belong to any institution.

　　It's a real wall.

　　It's time for him to start.

　　Gently tap each brick on the wall with your fingers.

　　The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

　　Determine the position, and suddenly apply force with one hand.

　　The entire palm is directly embedded in the wall.

　　With his shaking, the masonry came out of the wall.

　　"Get out of the way, I'm going to use dynamite!".

Chapter 164

　　As Chen Zhenbin's voice fell, everyone retreated in horror.

　　Compared to the strange footsteps just now, the explosives in Chen Zhenbin's hands were more realistic.

　　You know, explosives don't have long eyes.

　　If there is a slight difference, it can't even leave a whole corpse.

　　The horror is seen in general.

　　Seeing that they were frightened into that bear-like appearance, Chen Zhenbin pouted in disdain.

　　To say that among this group of people, he is really the ancestor of playing dynamite.

　　In fact, long ago, there were still some techniques used to deal with organs in the Xieling lineage.

　　However, in the period of the Republic of China, it was directly discarded by the ancestors.

　　Because no matter what the technique is, in the face of explosives - it's all pediatrics.

　　Even in the Xieling lineage at that time, there was still a saying that the sound of a bomb was worth a thousand taels of gold.

　　It can be seen how much importance was attached to the pair of explosives in Xieling at that time.

　　It is so important that the things left by the ancestors have been lost.

　　It is for this reason that the reputation of Xieling's lineage began to stink.

　　As long as it is, the place where they have appeared is basically a stump and a broken arm, and there is not even a wall left.

　　Glancing at everyone with disdain, he turned back and stuffed the explosives into the hole in the wall.

　　Just as the flames appeared, the explosion sounded suddenly.

　　boom!

　　Under Chen Zhenbin's precise control, on the wall, a hole that could just accommodate one person appeared.

　　The bricks and stones on the walls were also blasted inside, and none of them fell outside.

　　Looking at the perfect hole in the wall, Chen Zhenbin clapped his hands.

　　"It's done!"

　　Everyone who was still immersed in the explosion just now recovered for a long time.

　　This craft they really sigh.

　　It is very rare to be able to control the explosion to this extent, even in the military camp.

　　What is even more surprising is that he did not use any precise instruments.

　　Totally hand-estimated weight, that's the level of control.

　　It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an art.

　　"Tsk tsk, this is too violent."

　　"To actually use explosives, is this person a layman?"

　　"You know shit, this is the expert, everything is just right."

　　"Indeed, you can see that the explosives in his hands should still be Tu Leizi, and it is the first to be able to control it to such an extent."

　　Netizens shook their heads speechlessly as they watched Chen Zhenbin directly choose to use explosives to explode.

　　This is not the means they want to see.

　　But it has to be said that this method is the most effective!

　　"Let's go some people."

　　Looking triumphantly like everyone behind him, Chen Zhenbin was the first to get into the secret room of the Three Emperors.

　　As he stepped in, a familiar and unfamiliar world appeared in the eyes of everyone.

　　"I'll go, this mural is interesting!"

　　Looking at the mural of the Three Emperors painted on Shimen, the netizens in the live broadcast room suddenly widened their eyes.

　　Although it is already known that the tomb above was built during the Han Dynasty.

　　But they were still amazed by this exquisite fresco.

　　It is no exaggeration to say that it is ingenious, especially the sense of majesty emanating from above.

　　It's like entering a solemn ancient temple, and people don't even have the courage to speak out.