Chapter 26 Crisis Breaks the Stone Gate

The Snow Dragon Tomb Hall is the main part of the building on the whole mausoleum, with the largest scale. After entering, the first thing you see is the stone pier pillars on both sides of the spiritual path in the middle of the Snow Dragon Tomb, about five meters each. In the darkness in the middle of the stone pillar, you can faintly see the large black lantern slave, and then behind it is dark, night magic dust. I don't know why there is no reflection of light. It seems that there is a void there, and I don't see any funeral objects.

Ye Huanchen made a fire and wanted to try to ignite the lamp slave, but Li Ziyi reached out and stopped him. He shook his head and said to her, "The reason why the Snow Dragon Tomb has been standing here for nearly 100,000 years without collapsing is that the low temperature here is a very important factor. If a large number of lantern slaves are ignited, the ice crystals on the top of the tile will melt, it may cause There are some small collapses, so I still don't want it. Just use the white light in your hand.

Ye Huanchen nodded, threw the fire fold in his hand into the storage ring, and then strengthened the moonlight, but the dark place was still blurred and could not be seen clearly!

Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen leaned on the white light of the magic moon in the dark. Originally, with the ability of the magic moon, they should be able to illuminate the whole snow dragon tomb, but I don't know whether it is because of the decline of the strength of the night magic dust, or because of the strangeness of the snow dragon tomb, the magic moon white light of the night fantasy dust can only be illuminated a little, and other light seems to be Something around is absorbed away.

Ye Huanchen frowned. The snow dragon tomb made her feel uncomfortable. Due to the influence of the environment, Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen did not speak. It seemed that they were afraid of waking up something in the snow dragon tomb. The surroundings were quiet and scary, and only the echoes of the footsteps and heavy breathing of the two people were left in the air.

Li Ziyi walked very carefully at every step. It seemed that he walked very easily, but if you look carefully, you will find that every step is regular. Ye Huanchen followed him closely and tried to control her breathing, because she knew that a little sound would disturb Li Ziyi's judgment. Set up.

As soon as the night magic dust walked out, it felt a strange heat in Dantian. The magic moon energy inside ran at a high speed. The night magic dust took a deep breath and moved its mind. A shield-like thing formed around the body, which could cover about three meters more. The night magic dust's eyebrows unfolded, and the light of the shield shrouded it. With this layer of shield, even if they touch ordinary poisonous arrows or other organs, they don't have to be afraid.

Seeing that he had an extra layer of shields all over his body, Li Ziyi smiled at Ye Huanchen, and then continued to walk carefully in the Snow Dragon Tomb. Less than half a column of incense, the two have come to the center of the hall of Snow Dragon Tomb. A jade platform appears in front of them, surrounded by a huge bronze statue with several heads and dragon bodies. This statue is not carved by a person or a Buddha, just like a twisted pillar full of di yi. No one can say what it is. It looks very sway. Different.

Li Ziyi frowned and looked at the strange pillar. When he was thinking about what it was, Ye Huanchen, who had been silent around him, suddenly said, "These pillars are the offerings in the ancestral hall of the Dark Temple, representing the eternal life of darkness!" Ye Huanchen's voice was cold, and there was no emotion.

"Ancestral Hall Offerings?" Li Ziyi thought for a moment, then looked at the cold night dust and said, "Are you talking about the dark ancestral hall buried under the death desert, a dark ancestral hall that only the dark suzerains of all dynasties can enter?"

"There is only one ancestral hall in the Dark Temple!" Ye Huanchen did not answer Li Ziyi's question directly, but such an answer was also an affirmation of Li Ziyi's guess.

"It's something in the Dark Temple again. What does this snow dragon have to do with your dark temple? Why are there so many things in your Dark Temple?"

"It's better to go in and find the answer than to guess here!" Ye Huanchen's dark eyes looked at Li Ziyi faintly, and there was no human temperature in his tone.

Li Ziyi had been used to such night fantasy dust for a long time. He felt that what Ye Huanchen said was reasonable. At that moment, he nodded and continued to walk inward, and the place they walked behind him was immediately filled by darkness, as if nothing had happened.

The darkness around him brought an extremely strange feeling. Li Ziyi climbed up a bronze statue and carefully held out a thing in the mouth of the dragon's body.

Seeing this, Ye Huanchen said coldly to Li Ziyi, "Be careful."

Li Ziyi nodded and held it very carefully. Soon, a golden bronze snake was opened out, with countless strange patterns carved on his body, like a tattooed ghost.

Ye Huanchen walked forward and stared at the copper snake carefully, and the coldness between his eyebrows suddenly rose. Seeing the appearance of Ye Huanchen, Li Ziyi carefully asked, "Is it the artifact of the Dark Temple again?"

Ye Huanchen ignored Li Ziyi and turned to several other bronze statues. He also found the same thing in their mouths, and suddenly became cold and wanton.

"It's something from the Dark Temple, right?" Li Ziyi asked again, but he was sure that it must be something from the Dark Temple.

"Let's continue to walk in and see if there is anything dark!" Ye Huanchen glanced around, and then walked back with Li Ziyi. It was dark behind him, and I don't know how deep it was.

The environment here gives people an inexplicable sense of tension. In the process of going all the way, Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen have the illusion of dizziness. After walking more than 100 meters, the two finally saw the end of the hall. There is also a jade door, which is embedded with four pieces of white jade, and the door shaft is coiled with glass. The burned hundred-foot dragon, and on the door lint relief is a pear tree. The door is carved with two guards guarding the door. There is also no design mechanism behind the door. Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen pried open the jade door in the same way as before, and found that behind the door was the corridor leading to the apse of the Snow Dragon Tomb, which was dark.

Ye Huanchen saw the carving on the jade door, and the previous confusion appeared in his eyes. "Drink tea under the pear blossom tree, and the sword dance laughed at others." The slow sound of the cold voice revealed a trace of sadness.

"Let's go! I think this snow dragon must have something to do with your dark temple. Li Ziyi took the cold hand of Ye Huanchen and walked to the apse of the Snow Dragon Tomb step by step.

The apse is generally the place where the entrance of the tomb is located. Generally, a decorative coffin will be placed, with a long candle lit, which will not be extinguished all year round, or a large number of sacrifices will be piled up, which will be replaced regularly by the mausoleum guards.

Entering the corridor, with the top of the head on both sides, the front is a mural, covered with a layer of ice, frozen gray. Ye Huanchen walked to the pen picture and lit it up with the white light of the magic moon in his hand.

As soon as Ye Huanchen looked up, the coldness all over his body quickly rose. Li Ziyi felt the coldness of Ye Huanchen and looked up at the strokes.

It's not good to look at it, but it's cold all over. On the murals, almost all the scenes of slaughter are painted. Thousands of people lay on the ground miserably. One of the women in white clothes looks proud of the world, her hands shining with white light, slaughtering everyone.

You don't need to think about it. The woman on this mural is the night fantasy dust 100,000 years ago. The murals are lifelike, as if they are immersive. There are six murals, each of which are almost slaughtered by the night fantasy dust. Li Ziyi secretly wiped a cold sweat in his heart. How does this snow dragon tomb look like the tomb of night fantasy dust? Cave, nothing can be separated from the night magic dust.

"Well, dust, are you sure that the first place you crossed was 100,000 years later? How do I feel that this snow dragon, which appeared thousands of years later than you, seems to be decorating your tomb? Li Ziyi looked at the night fantasy dust with cold air all over his body and asked.

"Don't talk so much nonsense to me!" Ye Huanchen replied coldly. Although her face was extremely calm, in fact, she also felt a little strange in her heart. Generally speaking, the things that appear in the tomb generally have a lot to do with herself, and the murals in the tomb should also be to paint some scenes of her life before her life, but it's wrong here. Here The murals are actually... they are all their own deeds!

"Myss, it's so cold!" Li Ziyi suddenly made a sound. Somehow, the temperature, which was originally average, suddenly dropped at a straight speed. The sudden cold smell made Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen a little unprepared. Lian Ye Huanchen, a cold weirdo, couldn't help trembling all year round.

"Let's go inside again." Ye Huanchen still said in a cold voice. The atmosphere around him was so strange that the two of them had to go out quickly.

Li Ziyi nodded. The two walked about 200 meters. At the end of the corridor, the exit of the apse appeared in the front. There was no door at the exit, but there were many stone people around. There was a bronze crane-footed lampstand in the center. Half of the person was half tall and the shape was very strange. There was a white ice film on it, which made Yan The color looks dark.

"There is no exit. It seems that the stone will be broken with sword gas!" Li Ziyi touched at the exit. After making sure that one of them was a hidden exit, he let himself and Ye Huanchen retreat 50 meters, and then condensed the sword spirit. The golden sword spirit rubbed and shot out.

Ye Huanchen clearly saw that when the golden sword gas hit the exit of the apse, a dense thunderlight flashed from the mouth of the bronze crane. The dense thunderlight seemed to be suddenly activated and suddenly shone! The crackling sounded frightened, and I couldn't imagine the consequences of being hit by the blue-purple thunder and lightning with a thick bowl mouth.

Thunder and lightning!

Countless fine thunderbolts bombarded Li Ziyi. The night magic dust in the Dantian became strangely hot again. The night magic dust quickly knotted five or six shields. The exit of the apse instantly turned into a large net composed of cyan thunder. Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen took a cold breath. Fortunately, it was just Only the two of them retreated 50 meters. Fortunately, the night magic dust put a shield in time. Otherwise, looking at this momentum, any thunder and lightning could blow up the peak master of the region into flying ashes!

Li Ziyi and Ye Huanchen retreated rapidly, about a hundred meters away. When they were far away, the thunder did not chase the two. The exit of the apse ripples ripples layer after layer, faded, and soon became the ordinary wall, and the bronze crane It has also returned to its original appearance.