"win? 』
The tone was full of helplessness.
"Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" sighed and said calmly: "Do you really think that I don't know that you want to contain me so that I can't intervene in the battle between the princes and the royal family? 』
The fat black pig freak was immediately speechless.
Lin Ganglie, who was hiding in the corner, was even more stunned for a moment, his injured body suddenly stiffened to the point where he did not dare to move rashly.
In this sense, the real winner this time is undoubtedly Xue Yun and his team.
At this moment, "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" has no energy left to ask about the war in the imperial city.
"Zhutou, since we have fought side by side before, I don't want to embarrass you." 』
Muran turned around.
"Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" didn't look back. The unconscious Xue Yun was still floating behind him and flew towards the imperial mausoleum with him.
"Take your current master and the descendants of the Sima family and leave here. In view of past friendship, today's matter ends here, and I can forget about you." 』
Say it.
The two figures slowly merged into the dark mausoleum.
With a bang——
The gate of the Daxia Imperial Tomb was suddenly closed tightly, and countless amounts of sand and dust fell from both sides. In a short time, the valley and ravine in front of them were completely buried deep underground.
After a while.
There was only endless wilderness left in front of him, and there was no trace of the Imperial Tomb of Daxia.
Except for the occasional flickering of transparent crystals on the hillside, which could prove that a battle had just occurred here, there were no more unnecessary traces left on the barren desert.
"Oh, it's so scary..."
He let out a sigh of relief.
Lin Ganglie lay on his back in the desert, dumbfounded and said: "I thought that the monster in the country wanted to settle the score in the future. With our current situation, we are no match for him..."
The black pig freak in mid-air drooped his eyelids.
The fat body gradually dissipated in the wind, but his tone was not ambiguous at all.
"It's not because I have a big reputation. After all, we were brothers who conquered the world together five hundred years ago. The old ghost Sword Spirit will not go too far!" 』
He reluctantly got up.
Lin Ganglie straightened up his belly, looked at the flat sandbank, and couldn't help but ponder: "Speaking of which, the Zhenguo freak brought the boy named Xue into the imperial mausoleum. What does he want to do?"
"Idiot, do you still have the heart to care about others? ! 』
Most of the big black pig's figure had dissipated, and finally turned into black smoke and blended into Lin Ganglie's breath.
"Hurry and clean up, take the unconscious descendant of the Sima family on the hillside over there, and leave this ghost place immediately..."
Hear the words.
Lin Ganglie rolled his eyes silently and limped to the foot of the hill not far away.
over there.
The naked Sima Nanqin was curled up under the sand, with her beautiful figure clearly visible.
The ring is fat and the swallow is thin, the best in the world.
He raised his eyebrows.
Lin Ganglie's old face couldn't help but blush, and he quickly tore off his tattered clothes and put them on the Iron Lady.
"Fortunately, I'm not a womanizer."
Pick up Sima Nanqin.
Lin Ganglie curled his lips and sighed: "Otherwise, most people really wouldn't be able to bear it..."
He pondered for a moment.
Lin Ganglie looked around, frowned and said, "Something's wrong, where's that guy with glasses?"
The embarrassed Pig King was stunned for a long time, and for a while, he couldn't feel Zhao Tianyi's aura at all.
"Why do you care so much? I'm afraid that thing has died long ago..."
The black pig freak inside his body spoke solemnly and urged quickly.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The old ghost of Sword Spirit has always told the truth. It's not a joke. If you don't leave, if you get angry, one of us will have to stay here to accompany you." He guards the mausoleum! 』
Shrinking his neck.
Lin Ganglie's back suddenly felt cold, he didn't dare to wander any more, and walked away with the unconscious Iron Lady on his shoulders.
...
Mountains of corpses, seas of fire, and rivers of blood.
In a daze.
Xue Yun suddenly returned to the doomsday illusion he often saw. The city fell, a large number of humans died tragically on the spot, the flames engulfed the buildings and streets, and the ruins were filled with corpses.
next moment--
The two figures faced each other.
One is majestic in an armored shirt, while the other has a hunched body, looking thin and sickly.
within sight.
The two stood on a large piece of debris in the air, seemingly arguing about something while facing each other.
Frowning.
Xue Yun secretly gritted his teeth.
He tried hard to hear what they were talking about, but his body seemed to be imprisoned by chains. Not only was he unable to speak, but he also completely lost the strength to move.
The quarrel between the two became more and more intense.
In an instant——
A sea of fire rose into the sky, and a terrifying shock wave was released from the two men.
The world that was originally riddled with holes instantly turned into a mess.
A strong wave of air came oncoming.
Xue Yun deliberately tried to dodge, but it was of no use. He could only watch himself being engulfed by the heat wave.
"No, don't... don't!"
He couldn't help but shouted loudly.
Open your eyes.
Xue Yun suddenly woke up, his whole body already soaked with cold sweat.
In the darkness, I couldn't see my fingers.
Xue Yun came to his senses, only to find that he was lying on his back in a small space.
As for memory.
It's still at the moment of using the "Six Paths True Immortal" experience card.
"I, where is this..."
Heavy dizziness and discomfort arose spontaneously, and Xue Yun barely supported his body to get up.
He looked out and was shocked by the sight in front of him.
The dim candlelight flickered silently.
The cold corridors and halls seemed extremely lonely, with endless coffins lined up in rows as far as the eye could see. They were well-proportioned and gave people a strange illusion of solemnity and desolation.
"Fuck..."
I couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
Only then did Xue Yun realize that he was also lying in a coffin, and he was the only one hanging in the hall.
There was no hesitation, and he didn't care that he was at least dozens of meters away from the ground.
Xue Yun immediately went crazy. He endured the pain in his body and reached out to get up from the coffin.
"I advise you not to move. 』
A golden light flashed.
An antique sword fell from the sky and hovered just in front of Xue Yun.
The sharp sword light instantly illuminated the dark hall, and the tone of "Xuanyuan Sword Spirit" was extremely calm, and he muttered: "Just now, your body suffered the backlash of the [Six Paths True Immortal] state, and you were severely injured by my blow. Staying in this special coffin can at least prevent your self-awareness from disappearing immediately..."
Eyes widened.
Xue Yun's face was full of astonishment, and then he noticed that besides himself, there was also a set of old metal armor in the coffin.
"Now, we can finally have a good chat. ” The sword light flashed, and the freak from Daxia’s country said in a deep voice.
