Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 854 Despair
No matter how hard the stone slab was, it was so vulnerable to the Liquan sword and spear, Fan Denglong easily cut a hole on the stone slab that could accommodate two people.

A gloomy air rushed over, Fan Denglong and Mo Lihai hurriedly jumped aside, using spiritual energy to build a protective barrier.

The ancient tomb has been in the ground for a long time without seeing the sun, and the air inside is humid. Over time, moldy gas will be produced. The ancient tomb is in a closed mode. This kind of moldy gas has been hoarding in it all the time, and the change in quantity will change in quality.

"Let's go down,"

Magic Ritual Road.

Fan Denglong opened the protective barrier, and the two jumped from the opening.

With this jump, Fan Denglong knew where his previous problem was.

This is a huge underground palace. The stone slabs not only bear the yellow sand on it, but also play a role in building the sky.

At the bottom of the stone slab, craftsmen inlaid it with night pearls, which looks like a picture of day and night stars.

Absolutely generous, this is the real tomb of the emperor.

Even if it is not as magnificent as Tao Yong, the one hundred thousand soldiers of the emperor thousands of years ago, he is not far behind.Even after death, people feel that he still controls the earth and stars, and he is still the master of these trillions of living beings.

Fan Denglong and Mo Lihai landed on the ground paved with granite, and when they looked up again, they could only see a small black spot at the hole they jumped in.

It's at least 50 meters underground.

With such a depth, it is hard for Van Den Loon to imagine how the people at that time did it.

There are still many buildings in the underground palace, Fan Denglong felt very familiar before falling down, and after thinking for a while, he said in surprise: "Isn't this a miniature version of the imperial city?"

"It's no wonder that in ancient times someone shouted the words "emperor, general and minister". It's really not a normal prestige."

I don't know how much money was spent on this huge underground palace.

Mo Lihai didn't have the slightest interest in these things, and walked straight along the long street to the miniature version of the imperial city.

Fan Denglong originally wanted to search around, to see if he could find traces of other people entering, but then he thought about the fact that the sea of ​​magic rituals now has the name of a heavenly king but no power of a heavenly king. How can there be something out of such a large underground palace? It's not a good thing to be a moth.

"Besides, I'd like to see what he's looking for."

Now that he has entered the underground palace, Fan Denglong somewhat puts some hope on the treasure that Mo Lihai said.

Following behind Mo Lihai, the two came to the gate of the imperial city. Mo Lihai pushed vigorously, but unexpectedly found that the gate could not be pushed open.

He froze for a moment, his strength, pushing things that weighed three or four thousand catties was completely fine.

"We're not here to be guests, so we simply don't go through the main entrance."

Fan Denglong pulled the magic gift sea, and jumped onto the city wall in one jump.

The layout is in the shape of Pin, and several important streets divide the houses and buildings evenly, and the densely packed palaces are scattered like stars.

"Why are there still people here?"

The city wall is the tallest building except the Taiji Hall in the middle, and it can almost overlook the whole city. When he saw a figure moving inside, Fan Denglong was suddenly taken aback.

"That's the organ man,"

Mo Lihai said lightly, "In the era when a hundred schools of thought contend in later generations, the Mohists are famous for being good at mechanism techniques, and I have heard of these mechanism people."

After being reminded by Mo Lihai, Fan Denglong took a closer look and found that he was indeed not a living person.His movements are sluggish, his body shape is extremely uncoordinated, and his movements are rigid.

"For your own mausoleum, I'm afraid this person spent a lot of brainpower in his life, right?"

Fan Denglong sneered, this underground palace, just the night pearl inlaid on the stone slab was already an astronomical sum at that time, let alone other things.

Such a luxurious mausoleum is absolutely rare in the world.

"So even if you fall into the devil's way, it's not a pity at all,"

Mo Lihai commented unceremoniously, and was about to jump, but Fan Denglong stopped him, "Let's go quietly,"

Fan Denglong didn't intend to make any noise here. If it was really the location of the layout, wouldn't that mean telling others that someone has been to this place?

With the magic gift sea, the two walked through the stone street at an extremely fast speed. The goal of the magic gift sea was the Yangxin Hall in the past of the Taiji Hall.

With the speed of the two of them, it took only a moment.

"Heavenly King, can you tell me now, what are you looking for?"

The entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was guarded by two authorities. Fan Denglong used his clairvoyant ability to see the situation inside, and it was a bit tricky.There are dense traps inside, and the traps will be triggered if you are not careful, and you can't find the most reasonable way forward for a while.

"Town Immortal Sword,"

Fan Denglong searched around the hall and found a sword hanging behind the dragon chair.

That sword looked very ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary.

If there is no surprise, that is the biggest flaw. How can it be so common to be buried with him?

"No need to go in,"

Just when Fan Denglong was about to simulate the safest route map, Jian Ling suddenly said a word.

"What do you mean?"

"That sword has been dropped by someone,"

Sword Spirit said with certainty.

"what?"

Fan Denglong was shocked for a moment.

"The Zhenxian Sword is indeed ugly, but it is still a fairy sword. I tried to communicate with it just now, but I didn't get any response fluctuations. This is extremely unreasonable."

Fan Denglong lost his voice: "You mean, someone has come here ahead of time to take away the real Zhenxian sword?"

"That's right, it's very likely that it's the person Mo Lihai mentioned,"

Because only that person could know this secret, and have the ability to steal the Zhenxian Sword in advance.

"Then what should we do?"

Fan Denglong stood there in a daze, dumbfounded. The opponent was not only strong, but also took the opportunity before the enemy, and took away everything that could pose a threat to him. What's the use of this?
"You didn't pin your hopes on this in the first place, did you?"

Sword Spirit said very speechlessly.

"It's different,"

If the Zhenxian Sword is taken away, the opponent's strength will add another point. This is not a simple accumulation of one plus one equals two.

"Anyway, you must not lose your position now. If you mess up, we will never have a chance."

Mo Lihai, who was slumped on the ground, stood up and patted Fan Denglong's shoulder heavily. No matter how desperate they were, they had to go on.

"But I'm just a little foundation-building cultivator. Have you ever seen an ant change the world?"

Fan Denglong chuckled, a little far-fetched.

"Many ants kill elephants. You are an ant, but it doesn't mean you have no chance of winning."

(End of this chapter)