My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Most of the corpses in front of them were incomplete, and some even turned into powder.

Obviously these corpses have been here for a long time.

But what made everyone wary was that a brand new corpse lying not far from them was the old man who first entered the tomb not long ago.

"He seems to be the Heshan of the Southeast He family, the strength of a half-step grandmaster, and his one-handed legwork is fairly well-known in the Southeast. I didn't expect that he would die here in just a few breaths of time?"

Someone in the crowd recognized He Shan's identity and exclaimed.

"The strength of the half-step grandmaster is not weak, especially since this person is also good at physical fitness. I didn't expect to die quietly, even we didn't notice it."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and said solemnly: "This stone gallery looks a little weird."

Zong Qingfeng squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand and took a slight breath at the corpse of the old man, and then a piece of zhenqi turned into a ribbon, wrapped around the corpse, and directly sucked the corpse from not far away.

When everyone saw this, they immediately looked at the old man's body.

But in the next moment, everyone's face changed slightly.

I saw scars on the corpse of the old man, and bones were deeply visible.

"This is a scar made by a sharp weapon. Looking at the scar is not done by one person."

Zong Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

"In other words, this person was killed by so many people, and looking at the strength of the scar, the strength of the murderer should be higher than him."

Zhang Zichen said in a deep voice.

"If so many people really took action, we wouldn't have noticed it at all, and there would be no trace of infuriating energy here."

Chang Yongfei said in a deep voice.

While talking, several other masters took action and grabbed several other corpses.

However, these corpses have passed too long, and they broke apart directly after a little touch.

"Looking at the costumes of these corpses, they should be ancient people. Looking at this costume, it seems to be the costume of the Qin Dynasty. It seems that this fairy mausoleum has been opened before."

Ji Tianling stared at the corpse, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly spoke.

"Qin Chaoren's dress?"

The faces of everyone were slightly gloomy.

The Qin Dynasty is more than two thousand years away from the present, but some people have entered the tomb at that time, so during the two thousand years, no one can guarantee that no one has entered.

If one of the treasures was taken away, wouldn't they come here for a moment of joy.

"Since it's here, I naturally want to go in and take a look. If this inheritance is taken away by the ancients, then the tomb will not be opened."

Zong Qingfeng said indifferently.

"Brother Qingfeng is right. If this mausoleum has a master, it will not be opened. Since these ancient people have died here, it is obvious that this heritage treasure is very likely to be here."

Zhang Zichen said in a deep voice: "But you have to be careful, this stone corridor should be dangerous that we don't know."

"Is there any danger? You will know after you leave. If you are afraid, you can go back the same way."

Zong Qingfeng snorted coldly and strode forward.

"Let's go, all here, naturally there is no reason to shrink."

Ye Chen said in a low voice, and the group followed Zong Qingfeng and walked carefully to the front.

Just when Ye Chen and others walked to the side of these corpses, suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the stone corridor, and then golden beans suddenly appeared in the sky above the crowd and fell downward.

Ye Chen's face condensed slightly, and he subconsciously stopped his figure, his face was full of vigilance.

At that moment, the golden beans fell on the ground with a crisp sound, and then turned into golden armored warriors holding sharp swords.

"This is a Taoist technique, the technique of throwing beans into a soldier?"

Zhang Daoyuan stunned, his face suddenly changed.

"One of the thirty-six methods of Tiangang?"

A look of vigilance flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

There are totally eighty-one golden armor warriors, and the aura from each of them is not weak, and they are all masters.

Eighty-one grandmasters took action, no wonder the old man was killed silently before.

Not to mention the half-step grandmaster's elder, even if it is a superb grandmaster, seeing these 81 grandmasters will have scalp tingling.

"Who would dare to break the Lord's Tomb without permission, the crime deserves death!"

The golden armor warrior held a sharp sword and shouted at Ye Chen and others.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of golden armor fighters were holding sharp swords, dispersed, and slashed towards Ye Chen and others.

A sharp golden sword aura shot towards Ye Chen and others.

With a bang, a terrifying coercion suddenly spread, and the true energy from many masters actually set off a spiritual vortex in the tunnel.

Ye Chen showed a solemn look on his face, screamed, and blasted the golden armor soldier in front of him with a punch.

With a boom, Ye Chen shattered the sword energy with a punch, and blasted on the chest and abdomen of the golden armor warrior. A huge fist print directly penetrated the golden armor warrior's body.

But what horrified Ye Chen was that the golden armor warrior seemed to feel no pain, waving a sharp sword and slashing on Ye Chen's arm.

With a bang, Li Jian collided with Ye Chen's arms, and there was a sound of metal collision.

"Is there no pain? But fortunately, the strength of these golden armor fighters is not very strong, only the strength of the top grade grandmaster."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and his whole body was really angry, and he shook the golden armor warrior's sword away.

At this moment, Apollo appeared beside the golden armor warrior as soon as he moved his body, slapped a palm on the golden armor warrior's body, and a mighty flame burned on the golden armor warrior's body.

Within a few breaths, the golden armor warrior was burned to fragments, turned into a water ball-like liquid, and quickly moved backwards, and turned into a golden armor warrior again in a place three feet away.

"Immortal?"

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

After being burnt to ashes, it can be recovered. This golden armor warrior has no weakness?

"The golden-armored warrior formed by the technique of throwing beans into a soldier has no weaknesses, and this technique can be broken unless it is completely wiped out."

Zhang Daoyuan smashed the golden armored soldier in front of him with a palm and shouted loudly.

"Huh, it's just a bunch of dolls without intelligence."

A gleam of light flashed in Zong Qingfeng's eyes, and he patted the golden armor warrior in front of him with a palm.

With a bang, a black palm suddenly appeared in the stone gallery, suppressing the golden armored soldier in front of him.

Suddenly, countless golden armored fighters were directly slapped to pieces by Zong Qingfeng.

"So strong."

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, eyes full of solemnity.

Zong Qingfeng's casual hand, in terms of power, was even stronger than the Xia family ancestor he had played against before.

I am afraid that even Dragon King and Jiujianxian are not his opponents.

Just when Ye Chen and the others were thinking, the golden liquids gathered not far away and turned into golden armored fighters again.

And the most important thing is that the aura of these golden armor fighters has become stronger.