My mythical world

After passing through the narrow and winding tunnel, the two Taoists became more and more curious about who dug the tunnel.

The flies flew and flew, like entering a maze, going around and around to avoid the defense mechanisms for a full hour. Only then did the two brothers see the light of day again.

"This is?"

After entering the underground palace and reappearing their true bodies, the two of them looked at the corpse of the craftsman lying on the ground and made guesses in their minds.

"Since ancient times, royal tombs have been built. In order to avoid leaking the news and secrets, the craftsmen who built the royal tombs will be killed on the day of success. The tunnel just now was originally the escape route they prepared for themselves, but unfortunately they still could not escape death in the end." The senior brother named Bai Lingzi sighed.

"It is precisely because the rulers, for their own selfish desires, robbed the people of their lives, wasted the country's power, and killed craftsmen to build tombs, that our tomb robbing operation today is unjust. Otherwise, it would be a pity to have so many treasures buried underground." Junior Brother Qing Lingzi Making excuses for your behavior.

The tomb is dark, and mortals cannot see it.

The two immortal elders carefully detected it. After all, they were not mortal emperors, but immortal figures. The bronze gate had caused the two of them a big loss before. As the two of them walked, the ancient bronze bird and animal lanterns hanging on both sides suddenly lit up. The long flame.

Bai Lingzi was well-informed and saw clearly that the oil used in the lamp was the oil of the northern sea sharks. It was ever-lasting and could last for thousands of years, so it could be called an ever-burning lamp.

"The First Emperor is indeed very majestic. They use shark oil here, but what about the main tomb? So which lamp in front of his coffin is so mysterious? Could it be an innate spiritual lamp?" the junior brother sighed with emotion.

"Stop dreaming. Even if you are rich, you won't be buried with your innate spiritual lamp. It's better for us to be careful."

The two of them were walking in the dark royal mausoleum, and the long-bright lamps were on. The restless flames illuminated their shadows like demons with teeth and claws, which made people shudder. The two immortals felt an inexplicable chill on their bodies.

Crash.

The sound of Ruo Wujian's rushing river lingered in his ears. The brothers looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes. This is a thousand meters deep underground. Where did the underground river come from?

The two of them walked forward following the sound of the river. The walls on both sides of the royal mausoleum were engraved with the story of the First Emperor conquering the world and unifying the country, praising his greatness and legend. After walking for a while, Bai Lingzi and Qing Lingzi suddenly felt dizzy. The yellow light brightened.

The two instinctively squinted their eyes. The sound of water became louder and louder. Silver light shone all around. They finally saw the source of the sound. It turned out to be a galactic river of water that was running endlessly around the entire underground palace like a moat!

Bai Lingzi sighed again, Qin Chao was rich and powerful, and then he was worried about how to cross the river. It was obvious that they were on the outside where they were now, and the real people were inside.

"Senior brother, something is wrong. I think the Mercury Galaxy is the trap power that drives the entire underground palace, and it also contains weak water, which is difficult to cross. Don't you feel the pressure around you is heavy?"

While the two were discussing, the Mercury River was already acting strangely. The clattering sound was getting louder and louder. The river was gasping and flowing continuously. The turbulent silver river water seemed to come to life, and finally roared towards the two Taoists on the bank.

"No, mercury snake!"

Bai Lingzi was horrified. This was an extremely clever puppet technique, turning stone into gold, transforming the river into an automatic puppet, and automatically fending off the enemy.

"Ss."

The silver mercury-colored eyes opened with scarlet eyes, and the snake-shaped eyes glowed with cold blood. They stood like tall buildings and hills in front of the two immortals. Before the two of them could draw their swords, they roared and bit into them.

"It's really useless, I still have to do it myself."

The invisible Qianqiong lamented that the level of the copy of the Tomb of the First Emperor was too high, and the immortal cultivation of these two pathfinders was of no use at all. You see, now the two of them are being chased by the mercury snake like mice crossing the street.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"

Swish, an overwhelming force of tens of thousands of sword energy appeared. This is the sword of the immortal. One sword can collapse mountains and cut off rivers. But at this time, the immortal sword energy cuts on the mercury snake, but it is like cutting on the immortal silver and gold. There was a constant sound, and there was a burst of sparks and lightning.

The mercury snake, which was as tall as a tall building, was indestructible and bit into the two of them with a roar.

"Pfft."

After a breath, the supporting duo, Bai Lingzi and Qing Lingzi, rushed to the street, leaving only a mess on the ground and a drop of mercury.

The mercury snake like a tall building turned its eyes. The snake's eyes could not sense the intruder and began to crawl peacefully to the bottom of the river.

At this time, the dust settled, and Cang Qiong turned around and appeared. In an instant, the mercury snake that was originally lying on the river bed rushed forward again, but Cang Qiong was not the two before.

"Huahong."

In an instant, his body became invisible and turned into a beautiful rainbow from the river bank, crossing directly across the river. The mercury snake in the middle wanted to intercept it, but the gravity field sent out, distorting time and space, but it was already too late. When the mercury snake rose into the sky, , is the strongest and the weakest. The two previous Taoists did not see through it and missed the opportunity.

The rainbow fell to the ground, and suddenly he heard the sound of breaking through the sky. He looked up and saw divine arrows shooting from all directions and corners, like a heavy rain.

"Little tricks."

Qian Qiong cast spells at will, his body changed from solid to void, and he wanted to travel to another space. Unexpectedly, the void rippled and never broke, and he couldn't enter. It seemed that this place had become its own entity, independent of Nanzhan Buzhou.

Since he couldn't hide, Qian Qiong forced his way in. He raised his foot and turned into an immortal bell, charging towards the center of the tomb.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Like an old monk ringing a bell, or like ten thousand swords piercing gold, the sound kept echoing in the underground palace. Cangqiong's greatest reliance was his true body, the innate treasure, and even the material of the Axe of Creation. How could it be destroyed by a divine arrow? The innate treasure arrow was useless!

"A good counselor has become a fearless warrior."

On the sofa, Jiang Ping, who was enjoying a tomb-robbing movie, commented that Cangqiong's adventure was not bad. Now he has come from behind and become the strongest player on par with Wu Tian. Only Ning Tianjiao on Hill can be compared with him. This is also related to his courage to fight and bet his body.

Danger and interests coexist, and his style is completely different from that of another often overlooked Li Changsheng. One is radical, and the other is steady.

Cangqiong, who was shot by thousands of arrows, kept approaching the main hall like an iron wall. As he approached, the entire underground palace was vaguely shocked. All the mechanisms came alive.

Those who have seen tomb robbers have never seen such arrogant tomb robbers. Are you a thief or a soldier? You are unparalleled in the way. The ten thousand swords made of divine gold and soaked in poison did not even stop his robe.

Cangqiong heard the sound of the drums on the battlefield again. He smiled and said, "Mercury Milky Way, ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, is the real highlight of the million terracotta warriors next? I want to see what kind of magical powers these Qin Dynasty heroes have."

"Benben!"

"Kill!"

The drums of war were roaring, the black flags were fluttering, and the entire underground royal mausoleum seemed to come alive. The sound of thousands of troops and horses was galloping, and the mermaid oil lamps were lit, illuminating the dark world.

Cangqiong saw the terracotta warriors standing in the tunnel opened their eyes, the mud and tiles on their bodies cracked and burst all over the ground, and the war spears in their hands were pointed forward.

"Huier!"

There were war horses roaring, and the horsemen on the bronze chariots pulled behind were whipping, rushing towards the invaders.

"Even after his death, Ying Zheng will become the king of the underground kingdom. There are so many soldiers and generals, and they are not ordinary puppets. They condense the immortal heroic spirit of the tyrannical Qin."

Cangqiong was fearless, his feet were motionless, standing in place like a Dinghai magic needle. Before the soldiers arrived, the guns had arrived. War spears fell from the sky, like directional missiles, automatically aiming at the enemy.

Cangqiong did not dodge, and caught the war spears one by one. Crack, the mud-gray war spears broke apart. Is there any material in the world that can surpass the Axe of Creation?

Cangqiong moved forward proudly. Even among the innate treasures, the three Kaitian treasures are the top.

"In the prehistoric world, there is no stronger material than it, unless it is the millstone of destruction that symbolizes the end and destruction. The two are born and destroyed, each inherits the destiny, and are the same level of existence."

Facing the flying war spears, as well as the soldiers and chariots that came to kill, Cangqiong rushed into the inner room like a human tank.

"How did a good tomb-robbing movie become an action movie? It's off topic." Jiang Ping sighed, thinking that he would change the name of the movie from "Night Robbery of the First Emperor's Mausoleum" to "Strike the Emperor's Mausoleum".

Cang Qiong naturally didn't know that his every move was magnified and watched on TV, and he didn't know that his actions would be edited into a big-budget movie and shown on the Internet.

But at this time, he forced his way through, and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses along the way were thrown to the ground. Cang Qiong, who was trapped in the sea of ​​people, felt that the heroic souls were immortal, and it was a pity that millions of underworld soldiers were buried in the underground palace. It was too wasteful.

"Whoever has this power can become the new king. Although I am a casual cultivator and have good relations with Jiejiao, I am weak alone. Why not take these Terracotta Warriors and Horses for my own use?" Cang Qiong on the battlefield secretly said.

Now that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses have trapped me, although there is not much threat, it still delays time, so I just accept it. Turn the Terracotta Warriors and Horses accumulated by Ying Zheng for generations, which condense countless efforts and heroic souls, into my own.

Cangqiong spun around, and his body turned into the prototype of the Chaos Bell. As soon as the ancient bell appeared, the surrounding Terracotta Warriors were scattered.

Cangqiong's soul pinched the seal character formula, and the Chaos Bell mouth was aimed at the vast Terracotta Warriors below.

"Collect!"

In an instant, a violent wind surged, and a violent swallowing force came out from the cave entrance, continuously collecting the Terracotta Warriors into the Chaos Bell like catching ants.

This is a great supernatural being, with the world in his sleeves, changing the celestial phenomena.

A million Terracotta Warriors is not a small number, and Cangqiong's Chaos Bell will take a while to swallow like a black hole. On the way, he can't give up easily. At this critical moment, something suddenly changed.

"Hehe, thank you for clearing the way for me and destroying the traps along the way. When I, the old demon, take the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Ball, cultivate into a true demon body, and prove the truth of the saint, I will thank you again."

Whoosh——!

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced through the underground palace and leaped past the Chaos Bell. His speed was no less than that of the Rainbow Technique. He spread his wings and flew thousands of miles directly into the main room of the imperial mausoleum.

"How dare you!"

Cangqiong was furious. The Chaos Bell turned rapidly, and the devouring power became stronger, taking in the last tens of thousands of terracotta warriors. Millions of terracotta warriors consumed countless national strength and manpower of the Qin Dynasty, and there were also thousands of heroic souls. Combined with everything, it was no worse than a top-notch innate spiritual treasure, and Cangqiong was reluctant to waste it.

"Demon Master Kunpeng? What are you doing here?" Cangqiong cursed.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. He thought he was the oriole, but he turned out to be a larger mantis, also paving the way for others.

"Haha."

Kunpeng broke into the main room, and there were continuous shrill laughter.

Cangqiong hurriedly chased after him with the rainbow, and as soon as he entered the main room, it was like entering a golden kingdom. The entire huge main room is made of gold, and fist-sized pearls like the sun, moon and stars are inlaid on the golden walls.

Based on night pearls, emeralds, cat's eye stones and other treasures, the ancient starry sky is reenacted here. In the center of the main room is a coffin made of Kunlun sacred wood. At this time, the coffin is half open, and a dragon ball that emits infinite brilliance, brighter than the ancient Buddha's relics, slowly rises from it.

As soon as the dragon ball rises, it is tightly held in the hand of a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black water demon robe. The demon master turned his head to look at the late Cangkong, grinning and said: "Young man, you are late. The old ones are still the best. This strongest dragon ball that was personally forged by the ancestor dragon and reincarnated as the emperor of the ages will be accepted by me."

After saying that, his figure shrank and he turned into the real body of Dapeng again. He spread his wings, moved through the void, and was about to escape to heaven.

Cangkong naturally would not let him go easily, and quickly turned into the Chaos Bell to kill him.

The demon master had gone through several eras and was once one of the Three Thousand Guests in Zixiao Palace. He was of the same generation as the Hunyuan Saint. He personally experienced the war between witches and liches and killed Hongyun. He had rich combat experience. Cangqiong used the secret technique of the demon clan, and Kunpeng was also familiar with the Chaos Bell.

He cleverly dodged this killing move. With a bright future, Kunpeng turned into a phantom and left. Only one sentence came faintly:

"Boy, keep my Chaos Bell. When the ancestor gets the avenue, he will definitely come to get it in person."

Before leaving, Kunpeng disgusted him once. Cangqiong stood in front of Kunlun's coffin like he had eaten a dead fly.

I thought I was the protagonist, but I didn't expect to be robbed in the end.

"A wise man will make mistakes. Who would have thought that I would be plotted against and help others make wedding clothes. It's a pity." Cangqiong fell to the ground in defeat. This blow was not small, and he became the shame of the traverser.

Traveling to the prehistoric times, everything went smoothly along the way. I thought I was not only the protagonist of the times, but also the protagonist of the story book. Even the dignified Yuqing Saint was sniped by me and fell in the catastrophe. Today, I was careless and was robbed by Kunpeng, and lost the most important opportunity.

"I was careless. If I could be more careful. When collecting millions of terracotta warriors, I could divide my mind and keep some strength, and I wouldn't be rushed in by Kunpeng." Cangqiong reflected on himself dejectedly on the ground. This defeat was no less than the victory or defeat of the battle at Sishui Pass in the Conferred God War.

The battle of the Great Dao is only a matter of millimeters. This time, I lost.

"Dongdong."

When Cangqiong fell, there was a rustling sound from the Kunlun coffin not far away.

Cangqiong stood up with a bang like a cat with its fur standing up, and was no longer depressed before.

"Fake, fake corpse?" Cangqiong was shocked and unconsciously moved away from the coffin.

In the real world, everyone is instinctively afraid of coffins and ghosts. In the world of immortals, even if one has the power to reach the sky, he will be afraid in front of the resurrected Dragon Emperor.

"Is today the day of my death? I will suffer the biggest loss, bear the heaviest blame, and suffer the most painful beating." Cang Qiong activated his magic power and focused on the coffin made of Kunlun sacred wood.

"The First Emperor, it's not me who disturbs your peace, but the rogue Kunpeng. He didn't stay in the North Sea and came all the way to dig your grave." Cang Qiong explained while retreating.

Bang bang.

The sound of the coffin became louder and louder, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Cang Qiong's head. The next moment, a person he never thought of came out of the coffin.

"Young Master Long?!"

Two updates tomorrow, otherwise I won't be able to do it. Sometimes I don't know my potential if I don't push myself.