The first thousand six hundred and seventy-one chapters ten emperors fierce tombs!(2/2)
However, Su Xuan always felt something was wrong.
"Xiu Niang, morning and evening, you two mobilized your luck and power to merge into my body. This place is a little weird."
Su Xuan took the two girls back and stepped onto a mountain not far away.
The two women were surprised, but they immediately followed Su Xuan's instructions.
Directly in front of the mountain.
Su Xuan sat cross-legged, and the strength and luck of the two women behind him continued to merge into his body.
"Let me see what's weird!"
Su Xuan opened his eyebrows and looked at the pattern and context of the heaven and earth here.
Time passes slowly.
During this period, many monks rushed into it.
Su Xuan just watched the layout of this place.
Suddenly.
Su Xuan was shocked, and the evil villain soul in his body jumped out and merged with the tallest emperor's shadow.
A moment.
Su Xuan's will boiled.
“Ten emperors think long and hard, and they will eventually die.
It’s hard to go against God’s will, may the lamp burn forever.”
There was a faint whisper whispering in Su Xuan's ears.
Su Xuan raised his eyebrows and his eyes suddenly burst into bright light, and threads overflowed and intertwined with the veins of heaven and earth.
A moment.
Su Xuan seemed to see through everything.
In the emperor's shadow.
A sigh came.
"The reincarnation of the Ten Emperors is ultimately hopeless.
There is no point in living alone.
This intention is worthy of decay, this intention is worthy of decay!"
The complex and vicissitudes of life echoed.
"Later, the ten emperor soldiers in this tomb are expected to gather together!"
The voice sounded again, then disappeared without a trace.
Su Xuan was shocked and looked at the ten emperor shadows in shock.
I saw...these ten imperial figures were looking at him faintly.
"What's this?"
Su Xuan's eyelids twitched, always feeling full of malice.
And at this moment.
"Ahhhh..." The scream echoed suddenly.
A monk rushed out.
"If there is spring rain in the mausoleum, it is called death!"
There were monks whose bodies were riddled with holes and were screaming in terror and madness.
"Haha, I'm going to become an immortal."
Some monks' bodies were torn apart, but they were shouting excitedly.
"I miss my father so much..." "I miss my wife so much..." They were each more crazy than the other, and they all escaped.
Suddenly.
A monk crawled out in fear. It was the fifth-level spiritual master Xu Hong from the Black and White Chess Palace.
Her whole body was like melting ice and snow, and above her head was an extremely strange and oozing white candle.
As the candle continued to burn, her body continued to melt.
"Ten emperors and ten coffins, changing fate against the will of heaven, great disaster, great death... You shouldn't go in, you shouldn't go in..." She screamed in despair, and it didn't take long for her to die.
Chapter completed!