The Alchemist God

Here is a mausoleum carved out of the mountain. Nine pillars carved with purple totems stand on the periphery of the tomb. In the center of the totem pole, a throne is placed quietly there. The royal family is carved under the throne. Big characters.

......

Lin Muyu stepped forward and shook his body with water, and squinted and said: "Huaiwangling, it seems that we have not found the wrong place, it is here..."

Tang Xiaoxuan looked around for a week, and the face of the pink-carved jade was full of sorrow: "But... how do we get into the mausoleum? It seems that there is no trace of it."

"not necessarily."

Lin Muyu’s eyes fell on the wall not far away, where ancient murals were carved, with humans, livestock, and some protoss shining, and the Qin family who believed in it more than 4,000 years ago These, human beings, nourish and nourish, and protoss, are in charge of the three realms.

Bai Yin walked forward, and the palm of his hand gently rubbed on the mural. Suddenly his eyes were cold and his palms were hard, and a stone brick composed of murals was actually pushed.

The sound of "Rumble" is endless, and a hole about one meter long appears.

"Great, Bai Yin, you must have stolen the tomb before." Lin Muyu decided.

Bai Yin is a bit embarrassed: "The commander, the subordinates are good at flying the wall. I have never done this to steal the tomb. I just found out that this stone brick has been moved. You see, anything else. The dust falling on the mural is thicker than this mural, so I guess there will be clues here."

"clever."

Lin Muyu stood in front of the hole, but only felt a cold wind blowing on his face, and after the opening of the hole, there was a strong wave of pulsation.

"What's wrong." Tang Xiaoyu asked.

"Under the tomb, there is a spirit beast, and the breath is very strong." Lin Muyu faint.

"The beast." Tang Xiaoran.

Bai Yindao: "It should be the sacred beast of Zhenling. When many noble princes are buried, they will put a soul beast of thousands of years of life on the first floor of the tomb as the sacred beast of the town, and the spirit beast will survive the world." These beasts can often live for thousands of years, and ... absorb too much underground gas, these beasts will become very fierce, we must be careful, no matter how powerful the beasts that were buried in the king of Qin Bing Now it has increased the age of 4,000 years."

"Ok."

Lin Muyu slowly pulled out the star sword, and his left hand gently swelled. The golden dragon blood battle shield has already been condensed. "I will go down and see, you two are waiting outside. I will call you when I need help." of."

"Yes, command."

Tang Xiaoxuan opened Zhang Xiaozui, wants to say it again, wants to go in with him, but he is afraid of being swayed by Lin Muyu. This is the only thing that dares to reprimand Tang Xiaoxuan all over the world.

"Hey..."

In the cold wind, Lin Muyu jumped and steadily fell on the steps on the first floor of the tomb of the Huaiwang Mausoleum. He slowly stepped in. The inside was very cold, and the star sword was shining with dazzling light, illuminating the distance, the tyrannical atmosphere. Just a hundred meters ahead, Lin Muyu did not rush, and slowly walked over. At the same time, his eyes swept over and found a pile of white bones on the ground, and it was very fragmented. Many of them were digested and eroded by more than half. It should be eaten and pulled out by the beasts. Most of them are tomb thieves. It is really pitiful.

"Hey..."

In the distance, there was a creepy voice. The breath was getting closer and closer. When Lin Muyu turned a stone wall, suddenly a spicy breath came out. He almost lifted the dragon blood shield and subconsciously.噗 ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” Ten thousand times.

Turning his face and looking at it, a golden light, Lin Muyu was directly shocked. A few meters away, a giant cockroach looked up at himself and put on a confrontational gesture, and this is a giant python full of golden scales. There are 12 gold lines and 4 silver lines on the top of the head, and this python is recorded in the Wannian Code.

The golden thread, a 12,400-year-old golden thread, had a life of 8,000 years when he wanted to use it as the sacred beast of the Tomb of the Tomb of the King.

"hiss……"

The golden thread swam in shape and suddenly swallowed the **** mouth. The python's movement was very fast, and it was like lightning.

However, Lin Muyu is not the weak chickens on the ground. At this time, he is already a strong king of the Holy King. The Dragon Blood Warrior is gently swayed, and the King’s Flame is blessed on the battle shield. The head swallowed by the python, the body shape swiftly passed, the double martial arts instantly merged, and the great sword was sacrificed.

The seven-sword fairy sword lingers on the star sword and falls heavily on the golden thread.

"Hey."

After all, it is a 12,400-year-old beast. The scales are very hard, but they are not able to withstand the sharpness of the secondary artifacts. What's more, the secondary artifacts that Dabaojian blessed, the first sword directly opened the scales, and the blood splashed, although it failed to cut into the golden thread. The body, but has broken its body surface defense.

"Mu Mu, what happened inside." Outside, there was a voice from Tang Xiaoxuan.

Lin Muyu hit it quickly and quickly retreated. At the same time, he said loudly: "Nothing, wait for me to solve it, you will come in again."

"hiss……"

The golden thread was irritated and suddenly opened his mouth, and the venom that fluttered in the sky splashed.

Lin Muyu turned his heart and violently vibrated his arms. The king's flames of the whole body rushed out and formed a substantial field of gas wall. The cockroaches bounced back to the venom, and suddenly the sound of the silk came. The venom is instead eroding the scales of the golden thread.

The opportunity is coming.

The second time I used the star step of the falling star step, the body shape passed away. The next big sword was wrapped around the star sword, and the heavy second fell on the seven inches of the golden thread.

"Hey."

The body of the beast's body was smashed, and the star sword had cut into the golden thread and the skin was about tens of centimeters.

"Hey..."

The screaming screamed, and the tail swept past like a sharp knife.

Lin Muyu did not let the body spin, the dragon blood shield ran on the face, a loud noise, energy collision, the tail of the gold thread smashed, the strength is disparity, not Lin Muyu's opponent.

The third attack opportunity came, and the star sword in the hands of Lin Muyu fell heavily.

"Hey."

A loud sound, the sound of the golden thread was interrupted, because the entire head had been cut off by Lin Muyu, and the Qiu Xianjian Wuhun even penetrated the ground, and all the stone bricks were shattered.

......

"Okay, come in." The crisis was lifted and Lin Muyu called for two people to enter.

When Tang Xiaoxuan and Bai Yin stepped into the first floor of the tomb, they were shocked.

"A 12400-year-old gold line was solved by you three or two times." Tang Xiaoyu asked in amazement.

"Well, the three swords are solved." Lin Muyu is arrogant: "My big sword is amazing."

"Great, I don't give me the opportunity to show." Tang Xiaoxuan's mouth is rising, he is not happy.

Bai Yin is a fist: "Let's lead, and your subordinates will follow you."

Lin Muyu: "..."

After cutting the skull and taking the golden stone, the spirit of the beast is slowly dissipating. It is a pity that Lin Muyu, Tang Xiaoxuan, and Bai Yin have not reached the peak of the realm of this layer, and there is nothing to temper the spirit of the beast. benefit.

Looking at the bones of a place, Tang Xiaoyu spit out his tongue and said: "It seems that the mercenaries who visited the village chief's house seven years ago have become a beautiful meal of the golden thread, but after we have been here today, Wang Ling must have become a paradise for the tomb thief. In a sense, we are really sorry for Xiao Yin."

"Do not worry." Lin Muyu patted her shoulder and said: "We came to the Huai Wang Mausoleum with sincerity and asked the ancestors Qin Bing for advice and engraving. I believe that the old man will not be angry."

"This may not be the case." Tang Xiaoyu smiled and smiled. Lin Muyu had a little back and hair, and Qin Bing would not be angry. He had to ask himself.

At this time, Bai Yin had already pushed a piece of floor tiles and found the entrance to the lower level of the Huaiwang Mausoleum.

......

A violent wind struck, and Bai couldn't help but step back and look at the entrance to the black hole. He looked a little hesitant: "What is this ghost thing, so strong and intense."

After all, Bai Yin is only a matter of cultivation, and he cannot be allowed to take this risk.

Lin Muyu stepped forward: "I am still advanced, you are coming with me."

"Yes, command."

As soon as he was indulged, Lin Muyu reunited the Dragon Blood War Shield, and the left hand carried the battle shield. The right hand carried the Star Sword and walked step by step. Sure enough, the wind blowing on the head was very hot, and the spirit veins were filled with dense atmosphere. Let him be a bit stunned, these breaths are not too strong, but very dense, what is it.

On the ground, a piece of decay, you can see a piece of black bones, it seems that some people still circumvented the golden thread into the second floor of the tomb, but ... the result is still the same, all died.

With the long sword step by step, Tang Xiaoxuan followed closely behind, while Bai Yin was carrying a steel sword, and his face was full of guards and looked around.

"Hey..."

Suddenly a slight sound came from the ear, like a bee flapping its wings.

"what."

The Star Sword slowly turned, and suddenly saw a blood-red bee visible in the naked eye flying around. The bee looked very horrible, and the body was still surrounded by a flame of fire. Lin Muyu’s eyesight was outstanding. Seeing it really, the head of the wasp actually has a golden line.

Day, the 1000-year-old wasp, the queen bee.

......

"Be careful, it is a ghost bee, it is very poisonous." Bai Yin hurriedly reminded.

"Ghost bee."

Lin Muyu shot very fast, the star sword swept past, suddenly the ghost bee has been turned into two paragraphs, and he sneered: "What a ghost bee, but Err, it is simply a battle of five slag."

Tang Xiaoxuan’s pair of eyes are full of worries, reaching out and pointing forward, saying: “Mu Mu, don’t rush to brag, look at there, a lot... a lot of ghost bees...” The book starts from 17K novel network. The first time to see the genuine content!