Wang Tianyang and others looked suddenly cold.

"stop!"

Naturally, they thought they were here for the evil master.

"We are here for that kid, and we don't want to fight with you!"

Nan Huai said coldly.

"It doesn't matter who you came for, get out!"

Tang Ze shouted sharply.

Naturally, they will not be polite to evil cultivators.

"Say it again!"

Nan Huai's eyes turned cold.

"Why..." Tang Ze's momentum loomed.

but.

Mu Tianqing said at this time: "They did come for Chen Xuance.

That kid pretended to be the deputy sect leader of the evil sect and offended these evil cultivators!"

Everyone was startled.

"We just need to pretend to be our deputy sect master!"

Nan Huai said indifferently.

Tang Ze and others' eyes flashed.

If you don’t come here for the evil lord! Then it’s natural to talk about it! “You are not chasing the evil lord, why are you here?”

Mu Tianqing was born at this time.

"He fled into the underground mausoleum, and an unknown explosion occurred inside, making it impossible to enter easily."

Mr. Yuluo said calmly.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Mu Tianqing raised his head and glanced at Ling Yunzi high in the sky.

"Blow up the emperor's tomb."

Ji Wushang spoke in a deep voice.

……at the same time.

In the underground tomb.

"hiss!"

Chen Xuance couldn't help but inhale.

"Oh my god, why did the unknown outbreak here become so terrifying!"

Chen Xuance almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I saw that this place was filled with lines of blood.

The ground, the dome, the stones... everything turned into blood.

And the weirdest thing is that these blood lines outline horrific visions from time to time, floating around.

"Bah!"

A sharp scream echoed.

The blood line outlined a legless old woman, flying towards Chen Xuance with teeth and claws.

Chen Xuance's face turned green and he hurriedly put on a tattered robe stained with golden blood! "Chi!"

The blood lines around him suddenly began to move away from him, seeming full of fear.

"Thank you for having this robe of holy blood."

Chen Xuance muttered.

This is a robe soaked in the blood of the Holy Spirit. Although its power has been greatly reduced over time, it can limit the unknown in this place.

"Where's Su Xuan? He's not dead, is he?"

Chen Xuance's eyelids twitched and he walked forward.

And at this moment.

Deep in the tomb.

On an altar in the center.

The black coffins that originally hid the imperial soldiers are all gathered here.

The black coffin is round, with illusory figures looming above it.

There are children, old people, big men, women... They are looking at the middle quietly.

There is a figure there.

His body was wrapped in blood threads and hung in the air.

He is none other than Su Xuan.

Above Su Xuan's head, there was a black lamp.
Chapter completed!