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Chapter 797 Stepping on the netherworld, holding the scorching sun!

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    In the tiankeng, the battle scene was extremely tragic, with human heads rolling down everywhere, and the bloody smell soared into the sky, even monks would vomit out if they didn't close their senses.

    Looking at the tide of corpses, Bu Feifan's eyes flickered, and he had many thoughts in his heart.

    Emperor Tomb, what exactly is buried?  Let such a considerable number of god generals die in an instant?  !

    Thinking of this, Bu Feifan not only turned to look at the Empress.

    The Queen of Heaven told Bu Feifan before that if the three major families insist on entering the Emperor's Tomb, it is very likely that they will release unbelievable monsters, which will start a great dark turmoil in advance!

    Obviously, the Empress Dowager must know something!

    Also, if the Empress Dowager is really the lord of the court, that is, the descendant of the Immortal Emperor, how did she survive this long Epoch and was born only recently?

    Where was she sleeping before?  If she was sleeping deep in the Emperor's Tomb, how did she escape without the Emperor's Tomb being born?  !

    There is too much fog, covering everything, and Yi Feifan can't see the real truth at all!

    The emperor's daughter is very synchronous, her complexion is as usual, but her tightly wrinkled willow eyebrows still reveal her heart.

    Her mood fluctuated greatly. According to Bu Feifan's guess, she should be remembering these brave corpse generals!

    "Surnamed Su, are you still not ready to make a move? Our Zhuge family hired you, not because you are here to pose and pretend to be sophisticated!"

    Zhuge Changkong hadn't said anything yet, but Zhuge Qingtian couldn't help it, and looked at Bu Feifan fiercely with a mocking look on his face.

    "Could it be that your name as Gai Dai Tianjiao is fake, niece Shang Yan, you are too kind, you said you recruited some kind of dog back!"

    Zhuge Qingtian's words made Zhuge Shangyan beside him look embarrassed. She looked at Bu Feifan with a begging expression on her face.

    "You say that my title of Gaidai Tianjiao is fake?! Why don't you try it!"

    Bu Feifan stared at Zhuge Qingtian expressionlessly with his hands behind his back.

    "Boy, don't be arrogant!"

    Zhuge Qingtian had already suffered at the hands of Bu Feifan, so naturally he would not make himself uncomfortable, so he could only threaten Bu Feifan with a bitter sentence.

    Bu Feifan and the Emperor's Lady didn't make a move, and the patriarchs of the three major families didn't say much. After all, the five superstars in the tiankeng had almost dealt with all the corpses.

    "Boom!"

    Little Kunpeng launched a peerless blow, he folded his hands together, the Taiyin Qi in his left hand and the Taiyang Qi in his right hand were compressed by his efforts.

    The two clouds of hazy gas were slowly merging, but it was difficult to complete. In the end, only three or four out of ten fused, which was the limit of little Kunpeng.

    "go!"

    Little Kunpeng slowly pushed the semi-finished yin-yang air mass fused in his hand into the dark passage.

    The hazy air mass, like a guiding light, quietly disappeared into the passage.

    There was no earth-shattering vibration, nor a blazing destructive light, everything was quiet.

    After a long while, no more corpses will rush out of the mausoleum gate.

    "Get ready, you can go in!"

    After Bai Lin spoke, the 30 people who were qualified to enter the Emperor's Tomb were fully prepared.

    After that, the Bai family was in front, the Li family was in the middle, and the Zhuge family was in the back. A group of thirty people disappeared at the entrance of the mausoleum one after another under the watchful eyes of the onlookers around the tiankeng!

    Many monks, envious pupils are bloodshot and red, but it is useless, because the patriarchs of the three major families are already preparing to seal the mausoleum gate, and no one can enter.

    No matter how many treasures, no matter how coveted the treasure, it has nothing to do with the monks outside.

    Behind the mausoleum gate, there is no difference from what everyone guessed. It is a deep and dark tunnel. It is not as narrow as imagined, but very spacious. There is a thin mist at the end, which blocks the line of sight.  to go further.

    The patriarchs of the three major families, Bai Lin, Li Zaiqiu, including Zhuge Changkong, had already exited at the Zhenfengling Gate.

    The jade fragments that opened the sky wall of the mausoleum gate before were still intact after the sky wall exploded.

    At this time, the three patriarchs used their great magic power to gather the fragments of the sky wall scattered around the tiankeng together again, forming a 'gate' and covering the exit of the mausoleum gate.

    "The raw materials for forging the sky wall are not prehistoric, and their hardness is comparable to that of innate spiritual treasures. Except for three jade fragments, there is noOpen, everyone, the road ahead is dangerous, don't get lost!  "

    Bai Lin mentioned something "kindly", and then everyone walked towards the end of the tunnel under his leadership.

    The tunnel is very long, very long, and everyone can still see the rotting corpses of corpses from time to time. It must be that the yin and yang air mass that was finally driven into the tunnel by Xiao Kunpeng has absorbed obsession and is unable to fight.

    "We have arrived, the end!"

    On the way forward, someone exclaimed that the tunnel has finally come to an end.

    "What is that?! A weird palace full of Yin energy?!"

    What greeted Bu Feifan's eyes was a huge space, which was empty, only at the far end, a palace full of terrifying yin energy was looming, as if it didn't exist.

    Everyone stepped on the hard floor tiles, walked a long distance, and finally came to the front of the palace.

    "Hall of Valor?!"

    Bu Feifan looked at the majestic palace and the three characters on the plaque, his heart trembled.

    "Hall of Valor? What kind of spiritual place is this? Something seems to be buried!"

    Bai Lin, Li Zaiqiu, and Zhuge Changkong, the three patriarchs of the quasi-sage novice, also looked at the palace in astonishment, not understanding what the Hall of Valor meant.

    The Gaidai Tianjiao were also thinking hard, but the Queen of Heaven looked at the Hall of Valor with a strange expression, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

    "Daoist, do you know the Hall of Valor?!"

    Bu Feifan and Shen Gongbao in the Dimensional Sumeru Ring started a spiritual exchange.

    This place is too weird, in the vast space, there is only such a palace standing, and there is floating Yin Qi everywhere, especially this palace, like a volcano that is about to erupt, the dark Yin Qi is scattered everywhere, and the bone-piercing cold breath is almost pervasive  , Concession extraordinary can not help scalp numb.

    "Hall of Valor?! Be good, have you encountered such a thing?"

    ? Shen Gongbao, who was inside the dimensional Sumeru ring, couldn't see everything outside at all, so his tone was shocking.

    "Daoist, tell me about the Hall of Valor!"

    Bu Feifan was eager to know what was enshrined or buried in this palace.

    "The Hall of Valor is a hall dedicated to receiving the undead!"

    "I also saw it by accident in a very old unofficial history. It is said that the demon ancestor Luohu was the first to build the Hall of Valor in the prehistoric.  Rest in peace, it is a great honor!"

    "Stepping on the nether world, holding the scorching sun in hand, the undead galloped into the Hall of Valor with dignity and glory. This is the introduction to the Hall of Valor from that unofficial history!"

    Shen Gongbao's words gave him a little understanding.

    The Hall of Valor in front of him was probably built by the emperor for the eight generals.

    The souls of the generals who died in battle were led to the Hall of Valor by special personnel, and their souls were able to rest in peace.

    If this is the case, then it is also understandable why this weird palace is overflowing with such a terrible Yin Qi.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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