Wanjie Garbage Dump: Scavengers shocked the world

Who would have thought that along the way, there is not even a single monster, which inevitably makes people suspicious.

The poisonous insect mechanism is only used to defend against ordinary people, and it actually has no effect on these illusory souls.

"That's all, let's go on and have a look!" Yang Tianhe shook his head.

Continue to walk towards the depths of the underground palace.

Divine thoughts swept across, and this underground palace turned out to be all the way down, at this moment.

Yang Tianhe seemed to have penetrated nearly a hundred meters below.

Such a vast project, in ancient times, is tantamount to a miracle!

It is easy to be ranked among the wonders of the world.

"Is this a natural cave, a cave, or man-made?"

Yang Tianhe came out from the gate of the palace, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

Looking ahead, it was pitch black, without any light.

Looking down at the feet, the bricks specially fired by the palace stretched for hundreds of meters, with thousands of steps, all the way down from the flat ground at the entrance of the palace!

The next moment, Yang Tianhe waved one hand, and a golden sun hung above the space here!

The dim space was completely exposed to Yang Tianhe's vision.

This is a very large space, several times larger than the world's largest cave.

At a glance, there is no end in sight.

The light shone on the surrounding cliffs, revealing a hideous and terrifying scene.

I saw that on the rock wall, coffins were inserted horizontally between the mountains.

A large dense patch, thousands of them, spread all over the cliff of the cave.

Tens of thousands, like the legendary coffin mountain.

Standing in this vast space, looking at the densely packed coffins on both sides.

A feeling of insignificance and fear will instantly flood into a person's heart.

Fortunately, Yang Tianhe is not an ordinary person!

Yang Tianhe stood on the steps in front of the palace with his usual expression, feeling the flow and changes of Yin Qi in the space.

"Forty percent of the Yin Qi poured into the front, and the remaining [-]% poured into this "coffin mountain"." Yang Tianhe's eyes shone with golden light, and the invisible and colorless Yin Qi in the air melted in his eyes As a gray torrent, washing this underground palace.

"What a great handwriting!" Yang Tianhe narrowed his eyes slightly.

Accompanied by the inflow of Yin Qi, all the coffins on the cliff began to agitate with the same frequency.

If it weren't for Yang Tianhe's strong spiritual sense, maybe he wouldn't be able to discover the horror and weirdness inside these coffins.

"Perhaps, this coffin is not used to store corpses, but a container, a container for raising ghosts."

Sensing the fluctuations in the coffin, Yang Tianhe seemed to understand.

But still turning a blind eye, slowly walked down the stairs and walked forward.

I can't help but feel a little curious in my heart.

There are at least [-] coffins on the cliff, and raising more than [-] ghosts requires [-]% of the Yin energy of the Nine Yin Gathering Formation.

So what about the remaining [-]% Yin Qi?

Who will it be for?

Is it the confidant of the master of the underground palace?

Or, the master of the underground palace himself?

Yang Tianhe guessed that the former was fine, but if it was the latter, it would be interesting.

Nine yin gathering evil patterns Forty percent of the yin qi has gathered for thousands of years.

Even if it is a domestic pig, it can be cultivated into a pig mane!

Yang Tianhe stepped forward slowly, stepped down the steps, and walked towards the end.

I don't know if it was Yang Tianhe's arrival, but there were faint sounds on the cliff.

It sounded like a stone falling.

After crossing the "road to heaven", we came to the "end".

What appeared in front of him turned out to be an "altar" with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

.............

"An altar?" Yang Tianhe looked forward.

The altar was built in the center of the cave, and on the roof of the cave, a beam of light shone in the center of the altar.

Looking carefully, a coffin made entirely of gold stands in the center of the altar.

The golden coffin is more than five meters long. On the coffin, there are carvings of flying dragons and phoenixes, big rivers, mountains and rivers, and palace roof tiles!

Yang Tianhe's eyes flickered, and he looked at the direction of the Yin Qi around him.

They all poured into the coffin.

"Forty percent of the yin energy has poured into this coffin. I'm afraid it's a pig, and it's going to be fine."

Out of curiosity, Yang Tian and Yi Gao were bold and wanted to go forward to open the museum.

But as soon as he moved his footsteps, he looked at an inlay on the coffin.

"This... turned out to be the mirror of life and death?"

As usual, Yang Tian and Zhao used their probing eyes to scan around. The bronze mirror-like inlay on the edge of the coffin turned out to be the mirror of life and death that he had been looking for so hard?

Yang Tianhe was a little skeptical, but the information at the moment of Tanchazhi cannot be faked!

Seeing this, he only hesitated for a while, Yang Tianhe's heart moved, and he no longer hesitated.

The spiritual energy in the hand was condensed, and an invisible big hand was hundreds of meters away, taking things from the air.

He directly took off the bronze mirror inlaid on the coffin and directly held it in his hand.

[Mirror of Life and Death]: One of the five innate foreign objects in the strange urban world, it can peek into the corner of the future of the world, and can scoop up the long river of time.

"It's really a mirror of life and death!" Yang Tianhe couldn't help shouting excitedly.

The moment he touched the mirror of life and death, the wheel of life and death and the seal of life and death in his body also resonated at this moment.

"Peeping a corner of the future?"

Looking at the effect of the mirror of life and death, Yang Tianhe seemed to understand its effect.

In his mind, he quickly recalled the scene when he fused the foreign body hairpin.

Seems to understand something.

"not good!"

As if to confirm Yang Tianhe's conjecture, an extremely strange force unexpectedly appeared on the surface of the mirror of life and death.

In an instant, it enveloped Yang Tianhe's whole body, and in the blink of an eye, it covered Yang Tianhe's whole body.

The meridians, qi and blood of the whole body, and even the soul, seem to be imprisoned by this force!

"Sure enough, it's weird, so I said, why did you get this mirror of life and death so easily?" Yang Tianhe frowned slightly.

As if to verify Yang Tianhe's conjecture at this time, there were bursts of noises from the originally peaceful coffin.

It was as if it was silently opened by an invisible force.

Yang Tianhe looked forward, and after the coffin was opened, a strong evil spirit rose into the sky.

Even, there is a faint tendency of gas to turn into liquid, which is enough to show its richness.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a sound like a beating heart.

The sound is not loud, but in this silent cave, it can be heard clearly, and it looks extremely strange.

Looking forward, with the golden coffin lid completely lifted, half leaning on the coffin, a figure, lying flat inside the coffin, appeared in front of Yang Tianhe.

That is a perfect woman, beautiful and charming, with a face that is the best in the world, and a noble and majestic temperament, from her body, it is undoubtedly obvious!

Yang Tianhe frowned, he had seen this woman before, and it was the woman in the picture, Wu Zetian, when she was subduing the hairpin.

Unexpectedly, he really didn't die, after more than 1000 years, he still didn't die.

But if you think about it carefully, the enemy of Wu in Kaifeng that day was a member of the State of Wei in the Warring States Period, and it has survived for more than 2000 years.

Wu Zetian also has a mirror of life and death in his hand, so it is not difficult to survive.

At this time, before Yang Tianhe could think about it, Wu Zetian's closed eyes slowly opened, giving out one after another frightening gazes.

The majesty of the emperor is evident on his body!

The next moment, Wu Zetian focused his gaze on Yang Tianhe.

"Latecomers!" The majestic voice sounded.

Yang Tianhe's face remained unchanged, he was not afraid of Wu Zetian's power, as if he didn't exist.

"Wu Zetian? It's been 500 years, and she's still alive?"

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, Wu Zetian yelled angrily, "You actually called me by my first name."

The majesty of the emperor shrouded Yang Tianhe.

Yang Tianhe's complexion was as usual, he was Emperor Xia after all.

Wu Zetian's imperial coercion does have some effect on ordinary people, but it has no effect on himself.

"That foreign hairpin, did you send it away on purpose?" Yang Tianhe asked suspiciously.

Wu Zetian didn't speak, but stared at Yang Tianhe firmly.

"You have the aura of a god on your body, tell me where the rest of the gods are!" Wu Zetian said with a smile.

"Sacred object?" Yang Tianhe paused for a moment, then shook the mirror of life and death in his hand.