I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

After the word "Naihe" came to mind, all the monks here changed their expressions suddenly, terrified.

"This is... Naihe Bridge?!"

"According to the legend, the Naihe Bridge is a bridge leading to reincarnation. If we go there, we will be reincarnated!"

"This ghost place is too evil!"

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All of a sudden, the monks here were a little flustered and retreated a lot.

Although they don't know if this bridge is the same as the legendary Naihe Bridge, they all feel that this name is very dangerous and they dare not approach it easily.

The strong men of many holy land families also showed dignified expressions.

"Naihe Bridge... Why did the strong man who was buried here give this bridge such a name? Could it be that he hoped that after his death, he could enter reincarnation sooner?" the elder of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations said in a deep voice.

Although neither the Jifu nor the Naihe Bridge are recorded in ancient books, nor are there any traces of their existence, they are only in various legends.

But there have always been some people who firmly believe in the existence of hell and reincarnation.

"It was okay before, but now it feels a bit weird here." The graceful and luxurious woman from Xianyao Ridge frowned slightly.

When she saw these corpses and Yin soldiers for the first time, she was astonished and shocked, but because she had seen records in some ancient books, it was said that these evil things were easy to be born in places where the spirit of death was too strong.

In addition, the Abyss Realm is a completely different place from the Eternal Continent, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

But in this place where Yin soldiers and corpses frequently appeared, such a bridge of Naihe appeared, and she felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.

"The other side of the bridge looks very ordinary, only the palace in the distance exudes a faint light, which is a bit strange, and the others look normal." Old Antique of Gugan Shengchao said after careful observation.

On the other side of the Naihe Bridge, there are only ruins left by the collapse of some palaces, and there is nothing special about it.

The saintess of Yaochi and other arrogances looked at each other, and their eyes were also full of doubts.

And at this moment, a clean and soft flute sounded suddenly.

It was the Seventh Elder of Misty Palace who took out his own flute and played it. The soft and gentle melody soon spread to a far distance.

Although everyone was surprised why she did this, they didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

After a while, the Seventh Elder of Misty Palace stopped playing, and said slowly: "There is no abnormality in the area opposite the Naihe Bridge."

She was worried that the scene on the other side of the Naihe Bridge she saw with the naked eye was false, so she used the rhythm to check the situation on the other side, but there was nothing abnormal.

Hearing the words, the strong men of many holy land families frowned slightly, and looked at the other side of the Naihe Bridge again.

"So, the reason why such a bridge is built here is only because the dead strong man hopes to enter the reincarnation as soon as possible, and there is no other special significance?" Elder Wan Jiegu murmured.

"Perhaps so."

After a pause, Old Antique of Gugan Shengchao continued: "No matter what this Naihe bridge means, you can only reach the mausoleum palace where the owner of the tomb is buried after crossing it. Are you going to retreat here?"

When the other strong men heard the words, although they didn't answer, they already had the answer in their hearts, and it was impossible for them to retreat.

After all, if the owner of this mausoleum is a strong saint, there is a good chance that there will be holy artifacts in the funeral objects.

"Shh!"

Gugan Shengchao and Old Antique took the lead and flew towards the opposite bank.

The Naihe Bridge was not very long. He flew across the sky quickly, and soon reached the opposite bank. He didn't encounter any danger until he landed.

Seeing this, the strong men from other holy land families felt a little relieved, and headed towards the opposite bank one after another, and they all passed quickly.

The saintess of Yaochi and other arrogances, as well as other ordinary monks, hurriedly followed.

"The light in the darkness in the distance can already see the outline of the palace. It should be the mausoleum palace where the owner of the tomb is buried." The Seventh Elder of Misty Palace said slowly.

Everyone nodded and didn't stay here, but flew towards the light in the darkness.

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At the same time, Qin Feng and Tang Rui had already fallen into the rift valley, and they were all shocked when they saw the huge mausoleum in front of them.

"Hiss... Such a big ancient tomb is even bigger than some cities in Zhongzhou. Who is buried in it?" Tang Rui couldn't help exclaiming.

"There is a very icy chill in this tomb, like Nine Nether Ice." Chu Xianxian said with a pretty face.

Others may not be able to perceive it, but she is the spirit body of Jiuyouhan, so she can perceive it very clearly.

"Is the owner of this mausoleum the creature who was just sealed in the mountains?"

Bu Youxuan frowned, and said somewhat incomprehensibly: "But...he is already dead, why seal him up?"

"Dead? That's not necessarily the case."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "It's not that he's staying in the tomb, it's that he's dead."

After finishing speaking, he rose into the sky, cast his divine pupils, and began to check the general situation of the mountains and rivers here.

When Tang Rui and the others saw this, they didn't bother and watched quietly.

Bu Youxuan used her divine pupils, and wanted to try to see if she could see through the cracks in the gate of the mausoleum and see the situation in the deepest part.

After a while, Qin Feng fell from the sky, and the solemn look in his eyes became more serious.

"What a powerful formation!" He looked at the mausoleum in front of him and couldn't help exclaiming.

"What's wrong?" Bu Youxuan asked Qin Feng as the golden runes disappeared from her eyes.

"There was a holy order formation here before, protecting this mausoleum."

Qin Feng said slowly: "But now the holy formation has been eroded by the years, and it has completely disappeared, leaving only a small part of the formation."

If he didn't have divine pupils, he wouldn't be able to see the formation lines that had lost the power of the formation.

"Holy order formation protects the mausoleum!"

Qiuye and Tang Rui were all shocked.

You know, many saints don't have this kind of treatment. They are worried that their tombs will be robbed after their death, and their bones will become the refining tools and alchemy materials for future generations.

"But it's a bit strange." Qin Feng asked doubtfully.

"It's rare to use holy formations to protect mausoleums, but it's not too strange, is it?"

Bu Youxuan asked: "Perhaps the person buried inside happens to be a holy-rank formation mage."

For ordinary saints, it is really hard to get holy formations, but holy formation mages are different. Although they are extremely rare, there are still some.