Chapter 71 Cannon Fodder
"It's come to this point, Mr. Zhuo can still ask such a question?"

The leader of San Jue Tang is named Dai Xiong.

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

Dai Xiong has a strong figure, thick arms, and a very ordinary face, but the people present did not dare to underestimate him.

The members of the Baichuan Gang also echoed and said: "Even though the map looks a little weird, it's here now, and it's been verified that Marquis Yang indeed built a mausoleum nearby. If that's the case, there's no reason not to go in and have a look."

The others also nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Feifan was not angry, but just said with a smile: "Then everyone, let's start now!"

Zhuo Feifan drew out the saber at his waist and swiped at his left palm.

Immediately, bright red blood flowed out, like bright red gemstones.

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

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

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

Immediately after that was the bottom layer. Under the spread of the red light, those war scenes seemed to come alive, and a bloody smell spread quietly.

Just when the six were about to stop, the red light on the altar flourished.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, the entrance of a passage appeared on the mountain wall.

And, a torch is lit in the passage, illuminating everything in it.

Several people looked at each other, and instead of going in immediately, they turned their gazes outside.

According to what the six forces had discussed long ago, Mr. Mo Yusheng, the representative of the Sheriff's Mansion, said, "The opening of the Mausoleum of Marquis Yang belongs to all of us in Chuanxing Mansion. Since this is the case, naturally it cannot be monopolized by us."

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

When people from other small powers heard this, they were both happy and suspicious.

Even those so-called orthodox sects, it is impossible to take their own opportunity and distribute it to others at will, unless there is a problem with the opportunity.

Mr. Mo still looked paralyzed, as if he hadn't heard the discussion of these people, and continued: "However, everyone has seen this passage, even if it is enough for three people to walk side by side, it cannot let everyone satisfy."

"Therefore, we decided to let you go first. No matter what you gain in it, it belongs to you."

Those small forces looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mr. Mo said it very politely, but they all knew that this was to let them go ahead to explore the way and serve as cannon fodder.

Seeing that no one took any action for a long time, Mr. Mo snorted coldly, and his powerful momentum disappeared in a flash: "You don't want to give you the opportunity, but you insist on following if you don't give it to you. Why? 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, go down the mountain quickly. We don't welcome people who look forward and backward and only want to take advantage."

The temptation of the mausoleum of the strong in the spiritual state made many people choose to enter the mausoleum even though they knew it was dangerous inside.

Their idea is simple.

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

This kind of temptation has prompted many people to walk into the passage.

The so-called man dies for money, and birds die for food. Greed often blinds people's reason.

With the first who will, there will be a second, a third...

Looking at the warriors who walked in one by one, the six warriors in the supernatural realm looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction.

As for other people who are not willing to be cannon fodder, they are naturally expelled.

Leaving a few more people outside to hold hands is to prevent those people from going and returning.

It is also to ensure that after they go in, if the passage is closed, someone can go back and report.

……

Just when the warriors of the six major powers 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 passageway that appeared, and walked in without hesitation.

Although they have the advantage of being hidden in the dark and can take another channel.

But to turn this advantage into practical 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 Chen Qingquan was behind.

Sun Jue's defense was extremely strong, even if Yang Fu's information about Yanghou's tomb was wrong or missing, he would not die.

And Chen Qingquan watched Yang Fu at the end, so that he couldn't play tricks.

Sun Jue trusted Chen Qingquan more than Yang Fu.

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

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

"Don't step here, there will be a huge rolling stone rolling down from the side, once it rolls down, it will be difficult for us to resist..."

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

……

As for the passage on the other side, even though there are many cannon fodder exploring the way ahead.

But when the living people died miserably in front of him one by one, the fear of death finally surpassed the greed, which made many people think of quitting.

It's just that at this point, they can quit if they want to?
The rest were forced to move forward.

If you go forward, you may survive, but if you don't go forward, you will definitely have a dead end.

"This Yanghou is really a ruthless person. There are so many traps in this mausoleum, we can't even move faster."

Regarding Dai Xiong's words, Zhuo Feifan just smiled.

This mausoleum was originally built underground. As the residence of the people buried here, it is natural to do everything possible to prevent those tomb robbers.

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

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

Mr. Mo had a cold face, but his words were even colder, making one's bones chill.

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 of what happened tonight will damage their reputation as well as the sect's.

Therefore, no matter what, people from other forces cannot get out of this tomb.

They have no other way but to die.

(End of this chapter)

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