City tour of the master of cultivation

At the beginning, the coolies in Zhongli Kaishan did not dare to move at all, and some even knelt down. It seems that the authority of the ancient nobles has penetrated into the hearts of these coolies.

Yan yunliehong's Avatar, who was forcibly stuffed into the mural by Zhou Yi, saw that the coolies were so afraid of themselves, and their already trembling bodies were straight again.

"Well, how dare you do it?" As soon as Zhou Yi's eyebrows were raised, he took out the Dragon Blood Sword and cut off one of the arms of the double.

"If this man does not die, how can your unjust soul survive?"

Zhou Yi a big drink, those coolies are like a dream, looking at in front of them constantly wailing Yan yunliehong, suddenly the courage is big up. I don't know who yelled: "I'm going to cut the emperor down with all my strength!" A coolie rushed forward to beat Yan Yun Liehong.

All coolies shout in unison and rush up together to cover Yan yunliehong.

Zhou Yi doesn't pay attention to the scene in the picture. He looks around and finds that all the 24 murals around him are alive. 24 handsome middle-aged people rush to him angrily, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands. He will never give up when his posture is not extinguished. But seeing that Zhou Yi is so fierce and ferocious, these guys are scared to be silly and try their best to hide. The avatars rush out of the mural and gather in another mural.

It's a mural of sitting firmly on the general's platform giving orders. Yan yunliehong was holding the flag and arrow in his hand, and he was under the orders. At this time, he was in a panic and stood up, looking like he was about to run away.

"Where are you going to escape?" With a cry, Zhou Yi reached for it. Originally, it was impossible to capture the characters in the mural, but this is a Dharma array, and the thousand army point general is the eye of this array.

In the mural, there is a strange scene. A big hand falls from the sky and grabs Yan yunliehong who is on the spot. As soon as Zhou Yi's hand pinches, the avatar becomes smashed. A trace of blood stains the mural red, and soon spreads out. With a bang, in front of Zhou Yi, the whole wall begins to split on both sides, showing a narrow gap A long corridor. The night lights were lit, illuminating the path in front of us. This time, the corridor is longer and more tortuous, but surprisingly nothing strange happened.

The whole narrow corridor is not a few hundred meters deep, but there is no strange thing happening. On the contrary, it is even more strange. After taking a cut, Zhou Yi strides along the corridor to the deepest place. On the stone wall of the corridor, the carved murals are still vivid, but they give Zhou Yi a feeling of lacking verve.

The oxygen in this corridor is very sufficient. There is a faint breeze, and it seems that there is a ventilation system running. Zhou Yi, who has just experienced strange things, doesn't think much about it. Instead, he thinks it should be. The murals in this corridor are very vivid. Apart from the dust, there is no wet mud on it, which makes it very dry.

Intuition tells him that the end of the passage is his destination. As for why the word destination appears in his mind, he is very confused. Standing at the end of the corridor is a very tall double stone gate. This is a real stone gate, which is different from the painting pattern we have seen before. In front of the stone gate, there are only ten small animals, and the stone gate is so small that the stone gate is so small. The monster has one horn on its head, golden eyes like a copper bell, large nostrils with two giant whiskers, a black hole full of tusks, and a huge mouth. Its whole body is covered with glittering scales, and its hooves and feet are half hidden in the clouds.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. What do these monsters represent? Zhou Yi guessed that they might be totems of the Yanyun Dynasty, which is half human and half demon. With the gold covered door skin and the jade door rings, everyone knows that the characters behind the two doors must be unusual.

Looking at the two stone gates from a distance, Zhou Yi stopped. He guessed that the main chamber of the ancient tomb should be behind the two huge stone gates. It's just, it seems that there are people buried in this tomb? Is it true that the literati zombies cheated him? This is not the entrance to the underground imperial city? It's just Yan Yun's Mausoleum? And is Yan yunliehong dead or not?

Zhou Yi paced and thought for a moment, but it didn't take long. He walked towards the two huge stone gates with his eyes shining. There was no danger or strange things.

The monster totem on the two stone gates roared, just like pulling something back to the left and right sides. The two huge stone gates slowly unfolded in front of Zhou Yi!

The main chamber! Zhou Yi is very clear that the huge tomb in front of him, which is comparable to the area of a small leisure square, is the main tomb. The whole tomb room is full of treasures, gold, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, furniture, weapons and so on. Yan yunliehong, the owner of the tomb, loved the most things in his lifetime. He also knew that these things were valuable things from the perspective of collecting idiots. Once they appeared in the market, they would cause a sensation. These treasures shine abnormally in the light of the long light on the four walls. In the center of these shining lights, there is a huge coffin decorated with gold-plated and red wood. Is this the ultimate ownership of Yan yunliehong, the owner of the tomb?The huge coffin was so huge that there was no problem for three or five people in it. According to folk and book records, this tomb owner Yan yunliehong's last resting place, and the value of the treasures buried with him was immeasurable. It was always the first place destroyed by all tomb robbers.

For Zhou Yi, treasure is just a passing thing, but it's true that so many good things can make him rich overnight. Moreover, you can feel that some funerary objects have aura fluctuations, and things that can still have aura fluctuations after such a long time must have been magic weapons or even magic weapons before.

However, Zhou Yi's steps are slow to turn around in the same place, because the huge coffin in front of him gives him a very gloomy feeling. In the tomb without a trace of wind, the cold wind is coming again and again, piercing into the bone marrow. Although this kind of feeling can only be said to be equivalent to blowing air conditioning for Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi is considering whether the man in the huge coffin is Yan yunliehong or not?

After turning around the coffin for a few rounds, Zhou Yi picked up a golden and silver tiger head gun buried with him, stuck the tip of the long gun to the joint between the main coffin and the coffin lid, and pried it hard. The barrel of the gun was already here, and the gap did not expand.

There was no movement in the coffin. No matter what kind of tool is used, there is no reaction in the coffin. Zhou Yi knew that the coffin must have a mechanism or a Falun. However, this kind of Dharma array should be an ancient one of the demons, which can't be distinguished by Zhou Yi's current cultivation and knowledge.

He carefully looked at the complex patterns on the coffin, hoping to find clues to open the coffin.

Soon, Zhou Yi found a dark line on the front of the coffin, which seemed to be the same series of monsters carved on the two huge stone doors when he just came in, emitting a kind of obscure evil and ferocious atmosphere. If it wasn't for Zhou Yi's sensitive perception, he might have missed this totem dark line, because the totem is dark The breath in the grain actually took the initiative to lurk up.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. Although he didn't know the right way to open it, he knew that the special preservation power of the coffin in front of him had been weakened to the extreme, so he could use violence to break the seal. His hands began to fly up and down, and after he got a strange aura formula, he put it into his left palm.

Zhou Yi's left palm suddenly turned into a strange transparent color, and the veins of metacarpal bones and blood vessels gradually became clear. He patted his palm on the dark pattern of the totem on the coffin. It can be seen that Zhou Yi's blood was pouring into the coffin lid with a crazy flow rate. After the blood red is expanded into a round pattern of different shades, eight red lines radiate from the cover of the coffin to the whole coffin.

Even Zhou Yi didn't expect that it would cost him so much blood to open the coffin in front of him. However, he is really not afraid of anything because of his overbearing dragon blood. Blood is running away, but there is no pain at all. It seems that the loss of blood red is not the most precious essence of its body. In fact, it seems that there is a lot of blood flow, but it is Zhou Yi who uses magic to control the direction of blood flow, making the blood of his real dragon blood become a weapon that penetrates into every grain on the surface of the coffin.

Carefully experiencing the power feedback from each grain, Zhou Yi already knew the correct opening method. He gave a cold drink: "open it for me!"

"Creak ah ~ ~" a harsh sound like grinding teeth came. The lid of the coffin was rising, and the gap between the lid and the main body was getting bigger and bigger. To a certain extent, the lid turned over to one side, just like an ancient book that had been opened. The lid of the coffin was so empty and stopped there.

It sounds so creepy in such a large tomb, that is, Zhou Yi feels suffocated again. Raised his hand to look at the palm, the original blood red turned into a miserable white, no trace of blood color muscles shriveled and stiff, only a thin layer of skin wrapped in the hard straight metacarpal bone, and the other hand formed a strong contrast.