In the east tomb of Botuo Valley.

As Cixi's tomb, although the outer buildings are similar to other parts of the Dongling Mausoleum, there is a bleak wind and miserable mist.

But in the small area at the entrance of the tomb, there was a gathering of inspirations, turning into thin auspicious mist surrounding the surroundings. With the fragrance of the four elegances, it was incompatible with the gloomy ghost realm around, just like the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld.

In addition, at the entrance of Dingdongling, there are also golden light shining, and thousands of immortals and phantoms appear.

"Sure enough, the old witch Cixi, still wanted to become an immortal and a god, so the entrance to the tomb would produce yang at the end. If I went here and use the baptism of this place to get more than ten years of life out of thin air."

"However, this place is also an important pass for the old witch Cixi to turn death into life. The defense must be good, let me test it." As soon as I looked at the surrounding environment on the road with the treasure seal on my head, I bounced my fingers.

The treasure seals surrounded by auspicious lights suddenly made a pleasant sound, and the shadows of the immortals and gods around them were down several times and blessing them on the monks who followed them. The monks suddenly had their eyes wide open, and all kinds of strange phenomena appeared on their bodies. Then they jumped up, either stepping on lotus or rushing towards the entrance with their feet on auspicious clouds.

But before they got close to the entrance, a surging corpse air rushed out from the ground. The corpse air surged like a mountain torrent, easily breaking through the blessing of the phantom of the immortal god. With a wave of his hands, he tore several monks into pieces.

"Obai!" Lu Zhongyi looked at the zombie bathed in blood in front of him, and his face changed slightly.

As the "No. 1 Warrior of the Great Qing Dynasty" who made great contributions at the beginning of the founding of the Great Qing Dynasty, Oboi made great achievements and was at the height of his position as a minister. He also contained a little founding spirit. In addition, he was later sent to prison and died in prison.

Obai was once one of the most suitable materials for sacrificing zombies in the eyes of many evil monks. His portraits were also circulated in the world of practice for a period of time.

Unfortunately, after Obai's death, his body disappeared, and the matter was left unresolved.

Lu Zhongyi didn't expect to see Obai in this place.

At this time, Oboi was already influenced by the last dragon energy in Cixi's tomb. He could be said to have gathered the founding dragon energy, iron-blooded army energy, killing evil energy, and death resentment, and the last dragon energy.

Although it is limited by its position, it is still just a copper armored corpse, but due to the influence of the two dragon qi in the last days of the founding of the country, it is different from the general copper armored corpse.

Light golden patterns covered his skin, which felt like a golden armored corpse.

"Go!" Lu Zhongyi pointed at a monk in front of him and spoke, and then a phantom of a god holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword appeared in the treasure seal.

This god is the Emperor Guandi who was enthroned by the Great Qing Kingdom several times.

The practice of Lu Zhongyi's practice is called "Hunyuan Hongyang Huangji Golden Pill Nine Lotus Pipe the Holy Ten Thousand Gods Treasure Scroll", which is the highest method that has always been (defense) in the past. It is essentially very similar to the "God of Requesting Gods (defense) in the main world where Yuan Qingwei is located.

The only difference is that Lu Zhongyi's practice of "Treasure Scroll of Ten Thousand Gods" can absorb many incense and vows almost unlimitedly, form a land of immortals, summon the shadows of immortals and gods when needed, bless others, and form powerful combat power.

Now, many monks who followed him into the tomb have become his believers by being deceived by him with the corresponding secret techniques in the "Treasure Scroll of Ten Thousand Gods".

At this time, after summoning the shadow of Emperor Guan, he blessed a tall middle-aged man with tiger eyes.

This person himself is a martial arts master in the world of cultivation. He is full of energy and firm will. It took a lot of effort to subdue him.

At this time, thanks to the phantom of Guandi, a pair of divine armor that was almost real suddenly appeared on the surface of the middle-aged man's body.

The road was not enough, and when I swung my long sleeves, a moon-curved sword flew out, with a rich incense and a strong will of incense gathering.

If Yuan Qingwei was here, he would have found that this object was somewhat similar to Zhan Siyuan's treasure sword that day. Unfortunately, there was no corresponding method to cleanse it. Compared to the one in Zhan Siyuan's hand, it seemed too complicated.

The middle-aged man who got this moon-curved sword also had a great power. Lu Zhongyi was still worried and reached out to a little. The middle-aged man showed pain on his face, but in the end he raised his hand to waved it to Oboi, and a sharp edge carrying terrifying divine power emerged.

After the man swung the knife, his blood and energy quickly disappeared and he merged into the treasure knife in his hand. The Yanyue Sword, which was worshipped by incense, also turned into ashes, leaving only a golden and red sword light.

As the sword light fell, Obai felt the threat, and countless black and gray dust like carbon slag appeared all over his body. These dusts were almost real corpse qi, and their relationship with Guandi's divine power was like water and fire.

The collision between the two caused a huge vibration, and the earth within dozens of feet of the surrounding area shook, and the house collapsed.

At the same time, the unjust souls and souls gathered because of the terrain here also gathered, turning into a chaotic hazy evil cloud and mist that enveloped the outer periphery of Obai.

The amazing sword light and huge vibration naturally alarmed the many monks who sneaked into the tomb.

"Is this?" Yuan Qingwei, who had just removed two iron armored corpse generals, looked up in the direction of Dingdongling, and found that the golden red sword light spanning the void had a vague look of Zhan Siyuan breaking through the polluted area.

"I didn't expect that there was such a strong man in this world! It seems that I'm going to speed up!"

After saying that, Yuan Qingwei accelerated his pace and walked into the palace.

Strangely, the palace here is very empty and there is no sign of anything wrong. Yuan Qingwei took out the Sancai Guanyun Mirror and watched, and saw an illusory gatehouse standing in the center of the Shou Palace.

The building was ten feet high and there was no entrance, but it was chaotic inside, without any bright light. Even if the Sancai Vision Mirror shone, you could only see strands of black air flow, gathering from all directions of the Shou Palace and integrating into the entrance.

But I couldn't see the rest of the things clearly. After taking a photo upward, Yuan Qingwei saw the three words "Gate of Ghost".

"Jiule Spirit House?" Looking at the three words "Ghost Gate", Yuan Qing's eyes slightly changed.

He found that these three words were somewhat similar to some seal scripts in the virtual dark world of Jile Spirit House. He didn't know whether it was Jile Spirit House referring to the wonders of the ghost gate of the dark world, or the pattern here, and it came from the same origin as Jile Spirit House.

Yuan Qingwei, who knew the strange world, thought about the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his heart. The magic weapon was in harmony with his mind. The faint purple energy filled his limbs and bones, resisting the sneak attack curse that might appear at any time, and then walked into the gatehouse.

As soon as he entered the gatehouse, Yuan Qingwei felt the subtle changes in space.

Then we saw the palaces and towers made of flesh walls, bones and tiles. These buildings were staggered in height and were extremely spectacular and majestic. If it weren't for their special materials, anyone who saw them would be amazed at the exquisiteness and mystery of their design.

"This architectural style is... the Forbidden City!" Yuan Qingwei looked at this unique layout and immediately thought of a very special place.
Chapter completed!