"Now that we've come this far, Mr. Zhuo can still ask such a question?"

The leader of Sanjue Hall is named Dai Xiong.

At this moment he couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Dai Xiong has a majestic figure, thick arms, and a very ordinary face, but no one present dared to underestimate him.

The people from the Baichuan Gang also echoed and said: "Even though the map appears a bit strange, we are already here now, and we have previously verified that Marquis Yang has indeed built a tomb nearby. In this case, there is no reason not to go in and take a look."

Others nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Feifan was not angry, he just smiled and said: "Then everyone, let's start now!"

Zhuo Feifan took out the sword from his waist and scratched his left palm.

Suddenly bright red blood flowed out, like bright red gems.

He placed his left hand over the hole on his side, and blood slipped down his palm and fell into the hole on the altar.

With him taking the lead, the others followed suit, and the six holes were instantly filled with blood.

The crooked words carved on the second floor of the altar seemed to be emitting a coquettish red light.

Then came the bottom layer. Under the spread of red light, those war scenes seemed to be coming to life, and a bloody smell spread quietly.

Just when the six people were about to stop, the red light on the altar shined brightly.

With a rumbling sound, the entrance to a passage appeared on the mountain wall.

Moreover, torches were lit in the passage, illuminating everything in it.

Several people looked at each other and did not go in immediately, but looked outside.

According to what the six parties had already discussed, the representative of the County Sheriff's Mansion, Mo Yusheng, Mr. Mo, said: "The opening of the Yanghou Mausoleum is an opportunity that belongs to all of us in Chuanxing Mansion. In this case, we cannot monopolize it."

"Therefore, after our discussion, we decided to allow everyone to enter the Yanghou Mausoleum with us."

When people from other small forces heard this, they were happy and suspicious at the same time.

Even those so-called righteous sects cannot use their own opportunities to distribute profits to others at will, unless there is something wrong with the opportunities.

Mr. Mo still looked paralyzed, as if he had not heard the discussion of these people, and continued: "However, everyone has seen this passage. Even if it is enough to accommodate three people walking side by side, it cannot accommodate everyone.

satisfy."

"Therefore, we have decided to let you go first. Whatever you gain in it, it belongs to you."

The people from the smaller forces looked at each other.

Mr. Mo said it very politely, but they all knew that this meant that they were asked to explore the front and serve as cannon fodder.

Seeing that no one took action, Mr. Mo snorted coldly, and his strong momentum disappeared in a flash: "You don't want the opportunity, but you insist on following us even if we don't give it to you. What? Do you think we are too easy to talk to?"

"If you want to go in, hurry up. If you don't want to go in, hurry down the mountain. We don't welcome people who are hesitant and just want to take advantage."

The temptation of the tomb of a powerful person in the divine body realm makes many people choose to enter the tomb in the end even though they know that it is dangerous inside.

Their idea is simple.

If they didn't encounter any danger and successfully obtained the inheritance and various treasures from the Yanghou Mausoleum, wouldn't they be prosperous?

Such temptation has prompted many people to enter the channel.

It is said that people die for money and birds die for food. Greed often blinds people's reason.

With the first willing person, there will be a second one, a third one...

Looking at the warriors walking in one by one, the six warriors in the realm of spiritual connection looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

As for other people who are unwilling to be cannon fodder, they will naturally be expelled.

Leave a few more handlers outside to prevent those people from coming back again.

It also ensures that after they enter, if this channel is closed, someone can go back and report the news.

Just when the warriors from the six major forces injected blood and opened the passage.

On the other side of the broken peak, opposite to this passage, a passage also appeared.

Sun Jue, Yang Fu, and Chen Qingquan looked at the passage that appeared and walked in without hesitation.

Although they have the advantage of hiding in darkness and being able to take another route.

But to turn this advantage into actual benefits, they need to quickly pass through the passage and enter the central area of ​​the mausoleum as soon as possible.

Sun Jue walked in the front, Yang Fu walked in the middle, and behind was Chen Qingquan.

Sun Jue's defense was so strong that even if the information Yang Fu knew about Yanghou's tomb was wrong, he would not be killed.

Chen Qingquan, on the other hand, watched Yang Fu from the back, preventing him from making any small moves.

Compared to Yang Fu, Sun Jue trusted Chen Qingquan more.

"Stop, there should be a pit ahead, go to the far left, then go to the far right, that's it..."

"There is a trigger point for arrow rain here, don't touch it..."

"Don't step here. There will be huge rocks rolling down from the side. Once they roll down, it will be difficult for us to resist..."

With Yang Fu's guidance, the three of them quickly and smoothly approached the center.

As for the passage on the other side, there are a lot of cannon fodder exploring the way ahead.

But when living people died miserably in front of them, the fear of death finally exceeded their greed, making many people want to quit.

It's just that at this point, how can they just withdraw if they want to?

The remaining people were forced to move forward.

You may still survive if you move forward, but if you don't move forward, there will definitely be a dead end.

"This Marquis Yang is really a ruthless person. There are so many traps set up in this mausoleum. We can't even move as fast as we want."

Zhuo Feifan just smiled at Dai Xiong's words.

This mausoleum was originally built underground. As a residence for the people buried here, it was natural to do everything possible to guard against tomb robbers.

They are disturbing the peace of the deceased, so these agencies don't need to care too much, since the dead person has nothing to do with them anyway.

"Even if these people don't die here, they will die in our hands in the end. It doesn't make any difference."

Mr. Mo had a cold face, but his words were even colder, chilling people's bones.

Although the others did not speak, they nodded in agreement.

It is naturally impossible to let those small forces take away the opportunity.

What's more, once someone leaves alive, spreading the news about what happened tonight will cause their and the sect's reputation to be damaged.

Therefore, no matter what, people from other forces cannot leave this tomb.

There is no other way for them except death.

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