Doomsday Rise

"How come the light comes up?" A master has a strange voice, but his steps can't help speeding up.

"The tomb door can pass!" Another master stared at the time behind the tomb door, but Yu Guang watched all directions vigilantly.

"What's that? Tomb?" A master close to Huang Bofu stared at the front, his eyes full of shock and greed. No one answered his words, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

It is strange that when Liu Wei'an passed the tomb door, the organs and traps inside the door quietly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before, and no traces were found. Everyone could easily pass through, and the line of sight returned to normal.

Behind the tomb gate is a space larger than a football field. It was piled up with hills of gold, agate, pearls, jade, porcelain...There was no light source in the room, but everything was clearly seen. The colorful brilliance illuminates the entire space like a rainbow, full of luxury.

"So beautiful!" Yan'er picked up a golden hairpin, made of pure gold and shaped like a phoenix. The pattern on the tail is inlaid with various gems, and the eyes are rubies, radiant and lifelike. Every pattern is vivid. See clearly. A small piece of jewellery has already exhibited ingenious craftsmanship.

"Master Wei, do we want to go in?" the guard from the ancient survivors asked Long Beard, with a respectful attitude and a very ancient etiquette.

The long-bearded guardian stared at the tomb door. He could see the gold and silver behind the tomb door clearly, but there was another kind of anxiety in his heart. His fingers were beating and he kept calculating. After a long time, he put his hand down and turned to ask the tall man in black robe. Man.

"What does General Zhao think?"

Whether he is facing Wang Er, Li Qingchuan, etc., or facing the guards, his expression is arrogant, but he speaks with General Zhao in an equal tone.

"Master Wei always does things that make up his mind, and I just do it." General Zhao's face was expressionless, his voice was as cold and hard as a metal hit, and it was uncomfortable to hear.

The ancient survivors have long been used to it, but every time they heard General Zhao speak, they couldn't help Zou Mei.

"Are you waiting for something?" the black-clothed nobleman said, his voice is soft, but he has a kind of arrogance from his bones

And noble. All the ancient survivors, including General Zhao, couldn't help but show respect.

"Master Ji, you can go in!" Master Wei replied. The black man nodded slightly, not talking.

The ancient survivors entered the tomb in an orderly manner. These guards didn't know how to train them. In the face of the mountains of gold and silver treasures, although they were greedy, they could all exercise restraint.

The masters have already rushed up, fishing a lot of gold in their arms, but as much as the pocket can hold, go in from the upper pocket, and flow out from the lower pocket. He soon woke up and opened various space equipment. Those who can come here are all masters of one party, and basically have a piece of space equipment. The size of the space is hard to say, but there must be.

Obviously, you can install a lot of space equipment, but in the face of a small mountain of gold bricks, there is nothing you can do. They can only throw out the gold and install more precious agate, jade, jade and so on.

The smarter ones are targeting celebrities, calligraphy and painting, porcelain, bronzes, etc. Any of these things is priceless.

At least half of the masters are robbing treasures, and the rest are not doing it, not because they don't want to, but because they are worried about the danger, let others explore the water first. Anyway, there are so many babies here, but I can't finish it with energy.

"Over there!" Wang Er said, his voice very low. But all those present were masters, no matter how soft his voice was, he couldn't hide it from everyone. Following his gaze, many people breathed hot instantly.

The seeds of power, piled into a pyramid, are two people tall. Caught between various treasures, it was not discovered by anyone in the first time. Mainly the light of gold is too dazzling.

Everyone likes money, and there are few people who can truly regard money as dirt. But the master is slightly different. The master has a pursuit in his heart, pursuing the supreme path of the unity of nature and man.

Strength is higher than money.

Each of those power seeds has a big fist, and the biggest one, with a head as thick as a human head, makes people drool just looking at it. If you gnaw, that huge ability is afraid that it can take people to heaven, right?

"Goooo!"

Liu Wei'an couldn't help but wiped his saliva. Looking at the other people, he could not help but rushed forward, still struggling to restrain.

"There are books there!" Yan'er said suddenly.

Liu Wei'an was taken aback for a moment. Yan'er who didn't read books was actually interested in the book. There was something wrong. He shifted his eyes, and suddenly his body shook. In an instant, his heart almost stopped beating.

It was a huge book with no friends. The pages of the book were as big as a two-meter-long bed, suspended in the air. It's nothing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's jewels like a mountain can appear, and a larger book has no breath. The key is that he feels the breath of "Dark Emperor Jing". The darkness that drowns all the light is so familiar and so strange.

"Damn it, don't care!" A few more masters rushed out, the goal being the power seed. Only Zhang Yibu, Huang Bofu, Ji Wushen, Zhang Wuhe and others were left. Originally, Zhang Wuhe had the most people around. She didn't know how to get in, and her men had almost no loss. But seeing so many babies, his men suddenly forgot who Zhang Wuhe was, and rushed up. There was a rickety old woman beside Zhang Wuhe, wearing a blue headscarf, like a minority.

"Sword!" Zhang Yibu inadvertently raised his head, his eyes narrowed.

Seeing that his expression was different, everyone raised their heads, their scalp numb, and his body tightened. The top of the tomb is suspended in bronze, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, shining coldly.

The material is bronze, but the grade is platinum, so sharp. If it accidentally falls, even a gold-level master will have to pierce a hole. This thing is hanging on the top of the head, who can not be surprised?

"What is the layout of this?" Zhang Yangjin was surprised. Behind the door of the tomb is the treasure. He has never stolen the tomb, but he has visited a lot in the cemetery. There has never been such a pattern.

"What do you think of Master Shaotian?" Huang Bofu looked at Zhang Yibu.

"I don't understand!" Zhang Yibu is good at ghost hunting symbols, and he is not surprised by the cemetery.

"Where is Gongzi Liu?" Huang Bofu turned to Liu Wei'an.

"I've seen it for the first time." Liu Wei'an was still staring at the huge floating book, feeling unreal. "The Dark Emperor Jing" should be unique. Why would I encounter a second book here? Is it still divided into two volumes?

"There is a coffin there!" Zhang Wuhe suddenly said.

Everyone was shocked and looked quickly, and when they saw the situation clearly, they were all dumbfounded. ()