My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Most of the corpses in front of them were mutilated, and some even turned into powder.

Obviously these corpses have been here for a long time.

But what made everyone vigilant was that a brand new corpse lying not far from them was the old man who was the first to enter the mausoleum not long ago.

"He seems to be He Shan from the Southeast He family. He has the strength of a half-step master and is quite famous in the Southeast region for his one-handed and leg skills. Who would have thought that he would die here in just a few breaths?"

Someone in the crowd recognized He Shan's identity and exclaimed.

"The half-step master's strength is not weak, especially since he was also good at movement. Unexpectedly, he died so quietly that we were not even aware of it."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "There seems to be something weird in this stone corridor."

Zong Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and inhaled slightly at the old man's corpse, and then a stream of true energy turned into a ribbon, wrapped around the corpse, and directly sucked the corpse from not far away.

When everyone saw this, they immediately looked at Lao Zhan's body.

But the next moment, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

I saw scars appearing on the old man's body, and the bones were deeply visible.

"This is a scar caused by a sharp weapon. Looking at the scar, it seems that it was not made by one person."

Zong Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"In other words, this person was killed by many people, and judging from the intensity of the injuries, the murderer's strength should be higher than his."

Zhang Zichen said in a deep voice.

"If so many people really took action, it's impossible for us not to notice it at all, and there are no traces of the zhenqi explosion here."

Chang Yongfei said in a deep voice.

While they were talking, several other masters took action and grabbed several other corpses.

However, too much time had passed for these corpses, and they would shatter into pieces if touched even slightly.

"Looking at the clothes of these corpses, they should be from ancient times. Looking at the clothes, they seem to be from the Qin Dynasty.

It seems that this Immortal Tomb has been opened before. "

Ji Tianling stared at the corpse, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said.

"How people from the Qin Dynasty dress?"

Everyone's faces were slightly gloomy.

The Qin Dynasty was more than two thousand years ago, and someone entered the tomb at that time. Therefore, no one can guarantee that no one has entered during the two thousand years.

If the treasure inside was taken away, wouldn't their joy here be in vain?

"Now that I'm here, I naturally want to go in and take a look. If this inheritance was taken away by the ancients, then the tomb will not be opened."

Zong Qingfeng said calmly.

"Brother Qingfeng is right. If this tomb had an owner, it would not be opened again. Since these ancients died here, it is obvious that this inherited treasure is most likely still here."

Zhang Zichen said in a deep voice: "But everyone, please be careful. There should be dangers in this stone corridor that we don't know about."

"Whether there is danger or not, you won't know until you leave. If you are afraid, you can go back the way you came."

Zong Qingfeng snorted coldly and strode forward.

"Let's go, we're all here, there's no reason to back down."

Ye Chen whispered, and the group followed Zong Qingfeng and walked forward cautiously.

Just when Ye Chen and others walked to the corpses, suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the stone corridor, and then golden beans suddenly appeared above everyone and fell downwards.

Ye Chen's face condensed slightly, and he stopped subconsciously, his face full of vigilance.

At this moment, the golden beans fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and then turned into golden armored warriors holding sharp swords.

"Is this a Taoist technique, the art of spreading beans and forming an army?"

Zhang Daoyuan was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

"One of the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang: Spreading beans and forming an army?"

A look of vigilance flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

There are a total of eighty-one golden-armored warriors, and the aura exuding from each of them is not weak. They are all powerful masters.

Eighty-one grandmasters took action, no wonder the old man before was killed quietly.

Not to mention the old man who was a half-step master, even a top-level master would feel numb when he saw these eighty-one masters.

"Whoever dares to break into the Lord's tomb without permission shall be punished by death!"

The golden-armored warrior held a sharp sword and shouted loudly at Ye Chen and others.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of golden-armored warriors spread out with swords in their hands and slashed at Ye Chen and others.

Streams of sharp golden sword energy shot towards Ye Chen and others.

With a bang, a terrifying coercion suddenly spread, and the true energy emitted by the many masters actually set off whirlpools of spiritual energy in the tunnel.

Ye Chen had a solemn look on his face, shouted low, and punched the golden-armored warrior in front of him.

With a bang, Ye Chen shattered the sword energy with a punch and hit the chest and abdomen of the golden armored warrior. A huge fist mark directly penetrated the golden armored warrior's body.

But what horrified Ye Chen was that the golden-armored warrior seemed to feel no pain, swung his sword and slashed on Ye Chen's arm.

With a bang, the sharp sword collided with Ye Chen's arm, and there was a sound of metal collision.

"Don't you feel pain? Fortunately, these golden-armored warriors are not very strong, only the strength of top-grade masters."

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and the energy around his body shook, and he knocked away the sword of the golden armored warrior.

At this time, Apollo's figure moved and appeared next to the golden armored warrior. He slapped the golden armored warrior with a palm, and a powerful flame burned on the golden armored warrior's body.

Within a few breaths, the golden-armored warrior was burned to pieces, turned into a ball of liquid, and quickly retreated backwards. Three feet away, he turned into a golden-armored warrior again.

"Immortal?"

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He was able to recover after being burned to ashes. This golden-armored warrior had no weaknesses?

"The golden-armored warrior formed by this technique of sowing beans into soldiers has no weaknesses. Only by completely eradicating them can this technique be broken."

Zhang Daoyuan smashed the golden-armored warrior in front of him with one palm and shouted loudly.

"Humph, they're just a bunch of mindless dolls."

A flash of light flashed in Zong Qingfeng's eyes, and he slapped the golden-armored warrior in front of him with his palm.

With a bang, a black palm suddenly appeared in the stone corridor and suppressed the golden armored warrior in front of him.

Suddenly, countless golden-armored warriors were smashed to pieces by Zong Qingfeng.

"What a strong strength."

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes full of solemnity.

Zong Qingfeng's casual palm was even more powerful than the ancestor of the Xia family he had fought against before.

I'm afraid even the Dragon King and the Jiujianxian are no match for him.

Just when Ye Chen and others were thinking, streams of golden liquid gathered not far away, and turned into golden armored warriors again.

And the most important thing is that the aura of these golden armored warriors has become stronger.