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After Mia finished speaking, there was not much movement in the darkness, as if there was no one there at all. She didn't mind and looked in another direction.

Ta-da-da--

The sound of hooves hitting the ground was getting closer and closer. In the darkness, a white deer with a silver glow could be seen running quickly towards here. On the left antler of the white deer was a small white dragon, and on the other antler was a strange bird with its neck stretched out anxiously.

Nezha Ling was too powerful, and he was more restricted than the tourists in the Ming Tombs. At the moment, neither he nor the white dragon flew up, but was "carried" by the white deer, just to avoid disturbing the important existence in the Ming Tombs.

The white deer hurried past Mia and completely ignored her. Even the strange bird didn't even look at her.

"Everyone came very quickly."

Mia smiled: "This is interesting, isn't it?"

She stepped forward, as if she was going to enter Crescent City. But the next second, she flashed and suddenly retreated. One foot stepped on the position she was just at. The raindrops were getting denser and denser, hitting the bamboo hat, making a rustling sound. The falling black veil covered her face. This time, October 10th did not hold an umbrella, but held a thin bamboo pole in her hand.

The Tang sword was clearly at her waist, but she did not draw it. The handle of the sword is not allowed to be seen in the mausoleum, there must be no fighting, and the peace of the dead souls must not be disturbed. Since arriving at Qingling, they felt that there was a pair of majestic eyes, watching them from afar, and that gaze... came from Tianshou Mountain.

Whoever made the first move would be out.

"Are you going to stare at me here?"

"If so, you can't go in either."

Mia whispered, "Aren't you afraid that Cui Dao will get into trouble in there?"

Just now, the white deer carried the Nezha spirit and rushed in. The white deer and the white dragon were so anxious, which meant that the dragon spirit was involved.

The Nezha spirit was so anxious, which meant that the seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty were involved.

Both of these are currently closely related to Bing 250.

However, October 10th did not speak, and silence was her response.

"So you are really boring, not as interesting as Augustus."

Mia sighed, fiddling with the tie around her neck. She did not unseal, and completely turned into the appearance of a dealer in the scene reenactment - now it is not chaotic here, and the eyes of the hotel can still be on this place. Even if the live broadcast is blocked, it cannot conceal their powerful strength.

Only when it is more chaotic, more chaotic... it is best to fight.

The terrifying existences in the Ming Mausoleum appeared one after another, completely covering the attention of the hotel. At that time, it was the wonderful time she expected to really play.

Soon, the chaos that Mia expected arrived.

One person carried the coffin, turned into the sunset light, and teleported step by step. One person rode a huge lynx, like Feng Xu riding the wind, approaching here at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine!

Zhou Xiyang, Banming Taoist and Mei Keer, the three deputy leaders, arrived at Qing Mausoleum as the third echelon!

[Grandpa Zhi found a suitable auspicious land! 】

When they arrived at Qingling, the hotel reminder rang in everyone's ears. It was obviously an electronic sound, but it was twisted into a cheerful tone, which made people feel horrified and weird.

[Please choose an auspicious day to bury Grandpa Zhi! ]

Grandpa Zhi, who was very picky before, chose an auspicious place in seconds, but Zhou Xiyang was not happy. He saw the scene of Mia and October 10th confronting each other, and glanced at it. He didn't see Orian and Bai Xiaotian, and his heart was heavy-

Not only because of these powerful people with hidden strength, but also because Zhou Xiyang had seen from clues that this trip might not go smoothly.

When they were carrying the coffin tonight, they passed Wanshou Mountain and should have been noticed by the person in Changling. Now Zhou Xiyang could feel a serious look on them.

Knowing that Grandpa Zhi was coming with great momentum, it would inevitably lead to escalation of conflicts, but the other party did not stop them!

On the bright side, maybe the person in Changling also acquiesced to the return of the Seven Emperors of Ming to the Imperial Tomb.

But if he agreed, why didn't the other party come forward when it was only a matter of his word, and let them solve it themselves?

Is it inconvenient, or... can't come forward?

Thinking of the polluted dragon veins in the underground palace of Xiaotangshan mentioned by the Taoist Banming, and the mountain gods who turned into strange corpses after death, Zhou Xiyang had a bad feeling in his heart.

Maybe there are some extremely serious problems hidden in the Ming Tombs. Think about it, when the Seventh Emperor of Ming appeared when Cui Dao selected the team leader for the assessment task, he had almost fallen into the evil dragon spirit because of resentment and obsession, and even attracted heavenly punishment as soon as he appeared. Then maybe he really can't meet the Seventh Emperor of Ming.

This... is bad.

Zhou Xiyang's tongue was bitter. If the one in Changling couldn't come forward, they might have to face the contradictions between the Sixth Emperor, the Seventh Emperor and the Fourteenth Emperor. And the "watch" of the one in Changling was also warning them not to use force.

Don't disturb the peace of the Ming Thirteen Tombs.

However, whether they can "convince people with reason" is not something they can decide!

"You are going too far!"

A sharp shout and thunderous explosion in the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed! The originally dense raindrops suddenly fell like a waterfall hanging from the sky, and a very tall and huge figure suddenly appeared in the heavy rain. At first glance, it looked like a tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth, but a closer look revealed that it was actually a dragon!

This dragon was smaller than the one that the Fifteenth Emperor had transformed into and was hidden in the clouds, but it was also a huge monster. It had a pair of dragon horns as red as coral, and the bright blood red color spread from the dragon horns to the scales beside the dragon's cheeks, and then extended to the bottom of the eyes, which looked like two lines of blood and tears.

This is the incarnation of the Fourteenth Emperor who died young due to two red pills and only served as emperor for a month!

Hearing its roar of grief and anger, the dragon's roar blended with the rumble of thunder, and he swooped forward as if to expel something. However, the next moment, a huge, black-gold dragon claw suddenly grabbed his dragon horn!

"Woo——"

Just a whine was heard, and the Yin Hong Dragon Horn made an overwhelming clicking sound, almost ready to break at any moment. And before the dragon horn broke, the black gold dragon claw directly threw the dragon transformed by the Fourteenth Emperor!

"This is... my... mausoleum."

The rich, staccato male voice was extremely hoarse, as if there was a thin line between madness and sanity. But its words caused a sudden change in the expressions of everyone present.

The Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty came to seize the imperial mausoleum!

Looking at the disparity in strength, there is absolutely no comparison between the two sides. The Seventh Emperor of the Ming Dynasty only showed one dragon claw, but the Fourteenth Emperor was actually defeated! This battle seemed to have no suspense at all, but Zhou Xiyang and others, who were lying on the ground to avoid Long Wei's oppression, secretly thought something was wrong.

The Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty forcefully seize the imperial mausoleum. This is definitely the worst case scenario!

Why did the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty come at this time? Is it too sudden?

However, before the question could pass through Zhou Xiyang's mind, he was interrupted by the roar of thunder!

Crack!

Thunder and lightning tore through the night sky, making the night as bright as day. Thunder was like drums and lightning was like waterfalls, crashing down on the huge dragon claws. This alone is comparable to Cui Dao's catastrophe! However, what followed was lightning, which struck dozens of times, making the Qingling mausoleum seem like a pool of bright lightning.

"Roar--"

The deafening roar was not like a dragon's roar, but more like some kind of ugly and cruel beast. The giant dragon claw was chopped into flames, and the red fire burned fiercely on the dragon claw. The rain could not extinguish it, and it could actually burn through the dragon's scales, skin, flesh, and bones!

"Wu, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, not only has heavenly thunder and heavenly punishment, but also heavenly fire?"

Taoist Ban Ming's eyes were straightened, this, this, this, this kind of momentum could only be withstood by Tian Wen when he was completely victorious! Even Mia and October 10 stayed outside and did not rush inside.

It really doesn't work now. He and Zhou Xiyang have a chance to join forces to fight against Peak Passengers, but now it's a punishment from heaven and a battle between dragons. They really can't get involved!

"Unfair—unfair—"

The dragon roared, the earth trembled like an earthquake, the sky seemed to have a huge hole, and for a moment the thunder and lightning were even denser than the rain. However, the giant dragon was really powerful. Even if the huge black gold dragon claw was struck by lightning and burned by fire, it did not completely dissipate.

The board of Grandpa Zhi’s coffin vibrated and kept telling the passengers, ‘Now is the auspicious time to be buried! ’ The message ‘Now is the auspicious time to be buried’, but no one has time to pay attention to it now!

Everyone was immersed in horror and fear, listening to it unwillingly, struggling, roaring and roaring——

This scene was seen by someone who was visiting Changling, but it was really exciting.

"Taizong, this, this, this, although my brother is shameless, he is after all... alas."

Although he was laughing in his heart, the Sixth Emperor still pretended to be a worried and good brother, trying to persuade him on the surface, but in reality he was trying to get angry.

"My brother is just eager to return to the mausoleum. This heavenly punishment... he doesn't want to do it. Alas, even if it's not for my brother, but just for Qingling, he can't continue."

"snort."

A soft snort interrupted the Sixth Emperor's words. He immediately frowned and lowered his head, and said no more. Obviously there was only a dragon chair in front of him, and there was no one on the chair, but he was as respectful and respectful as he was to his elders.

"Nonsense."

The next second, someone seemed to let out a long sigh, but the sigh resounded throughout the Ming Tombs, even overwhelming the thunder and lightning of heaven's punishment for a moment!

At the same time, all the passengers heard the "nonsense" sound from Dragon Claw, which was being burned by lightning and fire!

"enough."

and the following phrase ‘enough’.

There are no other words, just these four words. The heavenly punishment was still continuing, but the giant dragon claw did not resist and dodge. It let the thunder strike on it, as if it was stunned. After a long while, the hoarse, broken dragon roar sounded again, this time it sounded like crazy.

"Hehe, hahahaha... Nonsense... It turns out, it turns out, in your opinion, this is just nonsense, just nonsense..."

He was clearly laughing, but he seemed to be crying. It seems that these four words can break people's hearts more than the lightning and thunder, and the thunder and punishment from heaven.

The thunder calamity punishment is still going on, and so is the painful, oozing laughter. And everywhere in the Ming Tombs, there are several powerful auras rising up, like cloud pillars, faintly watching this side. They didn't say anything at first, and some of them couldn't help but wanted to say something, but after Chang Ling said 'nonsense' and 'enough', they all fell silent.

"well……"

Only the Five Emperors of Jingling Ming could not shirk this matter. Seeing the heavenly punishment becoming more and more terrifying, the lightning almost drowning the entire Qingling, and seeing the giant black and gold dragon claws twitching in pain... Even before, he had vaguely felt something was wrong. Come, but at this moment, I was also infected by the strong emotion and sorrow in the words of the Seven Emperors of Ming Dynasty.

After death, everything is in vain. Who would have known that after his death, his children would cause such a thing?

"Okay, stop making trouble."

He said seriously that the thunder punishment could not continue, and he did not want his son to end up being bored by Changling. I opened my mouth to stop him, thinking that I would try to do it again in the future.

However, his sentence, "Father, I made the decision for you without saying it" was interrupted by a shrill laugh.

"Making trouble? Making trouble—okay, okay!"

Dark clouds gathered, as if a black dragon was about to appear, but the next moment the lightning became even denser, completely flooding the sky. No one could see the dragon's body clearly, only the shrill and crazy laughter could be heard.

"Then I'll show you the trouble!"

Before he finished speaking, the giant black gold claws fiercely thrust towards the Fourteenth Emperor who was unable to resist, not far away!

He actually wanted to destroy the dead souls of the Fourteenth Emperor!