Seeing a living person standing in front of them, all the princes couldn't help but not believe it.
Qin Chen rolled his eyes and looked like he was very familiar with Qin Yun.
"Ninth brother, you came back to life just in time. Now we five brothers work together to win the Nine Divine Flowers for our father. I think that will be a good talk!"
Qin Hao took a step forward, glanced at Jiang Yingying, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, with Ninth Brother here, we will not be short of Zhentian Lei. Those are younger siblings, Ninth Brother is really capable What a blessing, I have the best courtesan in the capital, and I still have my concubine accompanying me in this big tomb!"
Qin Yun glanced coldly: "Second brother, if you can't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
"You..." Qin Hao's expression changed, and then he snorted coldly.
"Ninth brother, do you know that as the prince of Daxia, you are guilty of cheating your own death and deceiving people's feelings?"
Qin Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he raised his hand and slapped him.
"Snapped!"
The crisp and sweet sound echoed throughout the audience.
Qin Hao was stunned for a moment.
"Put away your dog eyes, I don't like others looking at my woman like this!"
One side of Qin Hao's face suddenly swelled up. He didn't expect Qin Yun to be so rampant.
"Qin Yun, you are going too far to bully others, I am your royal brother!"
"Snapped!"
Qin Yun slapped him again with his backhand.
"What's wrong with just bullying you? You think I, Qin Yun, am a fool, right? You know best who sent people to attack me in Luochuan. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter!"
Qin Chen shrank his neck, when did this ninth brother become so domineering?
Qin Zhan stood up on the side.
"Qin Yun, don't go too far!"
Qin Yun looked at Qin Zhan coldly: "This is too much, let me show you something even more outrageous!"
Before Qin Yun could make any move, Qin Tian stood up and snorted coldly.
"Qin Yun, my four brothers have formed an offensive and defensive alliance. As a younger brother, you beat the elder brother. Today I will teach you a lesson for my father!"
"Come here, tie Qin Yun up!"
As he said that, several first-class experts beside Qin Tian stepped forward to capture Qin Yun.
Before Qin Yun could make a move, Zhao Fengxian stepped forward and knocked the two first-class masters to the ground.
Everyone was stunned. That was a top-notch master, not a street cabbage. Who was this female general? She was so fierce?
But this was not over yet, Qin Hao's men were also ready to take action. Iron Shuan came with a sledgehammer and broke the swords of the two men with one hammer.
Then, Lang Ah Da also walked out slowly. With just a look from him, the guards instantly became alert and subconsciously took half a step back!
"Zong... Grandmaster!"
Qin Tian, Qin Hao, and Qin Zhan all looked pale. How precious are masters?
Even with their noble status, not many masters would be willing to bend down and follow him. Unexpectedly, he would actually follow Qin Yun and the son of a humble servant with no money or power.
Why?
They are the future of Daxia. Why, there is no grandmaster to vote for them?
At this time, Qin Chen became the guy who smoothed things over.
"Ninth brother, three royal brothers, don't let outsiders see the joke. In my opinion, there must be a misunderstanding! Let's do this, everyone, give me a face, put down your weapons, and have a good talk!"
Qin Yun and the four others said in unison: "Do you have face?"
Qin Chen's expression paused, and then bursts of roaring broke out in his heart, "My grandfather is the prime minister of the dynasty, and my mother is my father's favorite concubine. You guys..."
That’s all, let’s not argue with you warriors for now!
In fact, all the princes of Daxia practice martial arts, but overall, among the nine adult princes, this fourth prince, apart from being as slender as a beauty, cannot say that he has no martial arts, but almost no martial arts!
I don’t know how he managed to play Long Yang Zhihao?
Seeing that he was losing face, Qin Chen was about to use his righteousness to suppress him, but at this moment, there was a loud bang.
Everyone seemed to have passed a waterfall, and the altar fell down. Everyone staggered around and turned into drowned rats.
Fortunately, Qin Yun had quick eyes and quick hands and caught the little medical fairy who couldn't swim, while Jiang Yingying used Qinggong to reach the shore first.
"There's a snake! There's a snake in the water!"
Someone screamed, and everyone panicked for a moment and swam to the shore one by one.
Those who swam slowly were dragged away by a dark shadow under the water. Qin Yun took a closer look and found that there was more than one giant python below.
That snake looked more like the same species as the one they killed on the first floor. It was completely black. The only difference was that it was much smaller.
Naturally, Qin Tian and the others don't have to worry about this. After all, they must be following top experts when they come here.
After a while, Jianghu people, Mu Jiancheng, the Flower Picking Alliance of the four princes of Daxia, and Qin Yun's party boarded the land.
But it was said to be land, and when I looked closely, I found that there were fortresses of bones beneath my feet.
When people walk on it, there are "clicking" and "clicking" sounds, which is very scary.
"Where is this?"
Yang Yong asked in surprise.
Wang Muzhi choked and coughed up some water.
"This is the White Bone Temple, the man who built the tomb of King Zhao Wu!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a deep breath.
Qin Yun looked around and saw that this Temple of Bones was as big as five or six football fields. How many people would it take to fill so many bones?
It seems that King Zhao Wu is not a soft-hearted person!
At this time, Qin Yun and Qin Tian were already quite far apart. If they wanted to have a direct conflict, they would have to pass through the territory occupied by Mu Jiancheng.
Everyone was at peace for the time being, but Qin Yun secretly swore that if he had the chance, he'd better serve these four in one pot, so as not to become a disaster!
Thinking of this, Qin Yun turned around and said to Yang Yong.
"Yang Yong, set up the cannon!"
Yang Yong smiled bitterly: "My lord, I'm all wet."
Qin Yun was speechless for a moment. This explosive package was naturally made from clay. Even if it was wrapped in oil paper, he couldn't help but wallow in the water.
The most important thing is that this thing cannot be dried and reused!
Qin Yun said helplessly: "Forget it, next time!"
And just when Qin Yun felt disappointed because he couldn't kill the four brothers with one shot.
Suddenly, the golden python that appeared on the second floor appeared again.
But this time, everyone saw its full picture clearly.
It was golden in color, with a diameter about the same as a bucket. The golden snake scales seemed to be stained with blood. It snaked out slowly, its eyes full of resentment, sorrow and other emotions!
Finally, the snake's head stood high, as if calling for something. But it didn't help. In the end, the snakehead let out a tearful cry and fell down, throwing up piles of ashes.
died?
Everyone gasped. Such a powerful grass-headed dragon was actually dead. Who did it? Could there be a more powerful monster inside?
Qin Yun glanced around and found that there was a wound the size of a bowl at seven inches of the golden python, with blood flowing out of it. It could only get here with brute force!
The seven inches of the snake are vital points. If you hit it, you will either die or be injured. Who is this fierce person?
At this time, there was a strange altar in front of the White Bone Temple.
A thing covered in white hair that looks like an ape but not an ape, looks like a human but not a human being is eating flesh and blood with relish.
Taking a closer look, there was a palm stuffed in its mouth.
"White...white-haired ghost!"
"Where is this? Could this really be the legendary Huangquan? Horrible creatures, strange place!"
"Mom, I will never go out for adventure again!"
"Master, my disciple should not go against your teachings and go down the mountain privately!"
"I want to go home……"
Mu Jiancheng suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
"Shut up! This white ape is one of the guardians of the tomb. As long as you don't provoke it, it won't get angry!"
As he spoke, he took something out of his arms, bit his finger and dripped blood, and handed it over respectfully.
"The descendants of the younger King Zhao Wu are here to welcome the return of King Wu. I would like to ask for your convenience, senior!"
The white ape suddenly turned around, his eyes dark and not white.
He suddenly made a squeaking sound, and Mu Jiancheng seemed to understand its meaning.
"What did you say? The grass-headed dragon was killed! Are you injured too?"
"Someone entered the main tomb in advance and has already begun to wake up King Wu!"
Mu Jiancheng spoke like crazy, but everyone was stunned.
recovery? How can a person be revived after eight hundred years of death? No, how could the white-haired ape talk?
