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- The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and it is scorching hot.
In the wilderness dozens of kilometers away from the imperial city and the tiger capital, the sand and gravel on the ground were extremely hot due to exposure to the sun.
When the strong wind blew, there was a heat wave all over the sky.
Scattered bones gradually emerged under the sand. Some were skeletons left by humans, and more were the remains of various freaks.
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The towering steel body flashed past, like a metal storm sweeping up the dust in the sky, flying close to the ground across the endless sky.
Sitting cross-legged on the back of the armed monster "Steel Divine Weapon".
Against the scorching sun in the sky.
Xuanyuan Zhong¡¯s expression was solemn, and while the strong wind was raging around him, his brows were filled with inexplicable worry.
After half a while.
The tall "Steel Divine Weapon" suddenly landed on an inconspicuous mound.
"well"
He sighed helplessly.
Xuanyuan Zhong rolled over and landed on the ground, put away the armed monster with his backhand, looked at the endless sand dunes, and couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
??Bang~~
The old man standing alone on the sand dune stamped his foot hard.
In an instant.
The sand dunes under the feet shook violently, and a slender crack suddenly opened from the middle, extending to the foot of the mountain in the distance before slowly stopping.
next moment¡ª¡ª
Under the split hill, a long corridor suddenly appeared in front of you.
At the end of the path, the entrance to a majestic palace is clearly visible.
One jumped into the air.
Xuanyuan Zhong suddenly appeared in front of the entrance of the underground palace, kneeling on one knee in front of the closed door.
On the towering door, a totem of a sharp sword piercing a tiger looks extremely solemn, exuding a unique kingly demeanor.
Narrowing your eyes.
Xuanyuan Zhong hesitated for a while, and finally slowly opened his right palm. With one stroke of his hand, a slender gap was cut in his palm.
Scarlet blood immediately seeped out and dripped on the edge of the door.
Hum~~~~
A dull buzzing sound resounded.
A ray of dazzling red light extended upward along the edge of the door, instantly illuminating the totem on the door leaf.
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The huge and towering door moved instantly, as if it was pushed open by two giants on the left and right, and a deafening roar was made on the spot.
In an instant, the middle door opened wide.
In front of you is a dark and deep underground palace. Occasionally, a shrill cold wind blows out of it, and the smell of decay makes people shudder.
Adjusted the excitement.
Xuanyuan Zhong no longer hesitated and took long strides towards the dark palace.
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the empty hall.
With every step forward, rows of candlesticks will automatically light up their flames.
Stone coffins of different shapes were placed in an orderly manner on both sides of the hall.
The dark flames swayed slightly, and it felt as if someone was monitoring Xuanyuan Zhong's every move behind the fire.
I do not know how long it has been.
The old regent staggered and finally reached the end of the hall.
over there.
A sarcophagus that is ten times larger than other coffins is standing on the edge of the wall.
On top of it, an antique sword hangs in the air. Looking up, it looks slightly sharp.
The golden sword seems to be covered with a complex layer of looming lines, and the dazzling light reflected makes people dare not look directly at it.
¡°Who dares to break into the Daxia Imperial Tomb! ? ¡»
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The sharp sword light instantly enveloped all directions.
A majestic and rich voice suddenly appeared in my mind.
He was startled fiercely.
Xuanyuan Zhong looked horrified, and he knelt down in front of the giant coffin, kowtowing repeatedly: "Unfilial descendant Xuanyuan Zhong, pay homage to the ancestral spirit!"
The words just fell.
The sword in mid-air immediately stopped trembling.
Immediately afterwards, a soft ray of sword light swept towards the dying old man in the main hall.
After a long while, the sharp sword energy rising around him disappeared without a trace.
"It turns out that he is a descendant of Huang Zimai"
exudes a faint light.
The sword buzzed in mid-air, and the solemn voice sounded again in Xuanyuan Zhong's ears.
¡ºWhy did you break into the imperial mausoleum without permission? ! ¡»
There were big beads of sweat on his forehead.
Xuanyuan Zhong¡¯s face was pressed against the ground, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
Facing the questioning from the sword spirit freak above his head, he quickly told everything about Xuanyuan Longcheng being kidnapped by other forces last night.
"By the spirit of our ancestors, the king of my country in Great Xia was kidnapped by others. There has never been any precedent for this kind of thing in history"
Secretly gritted his teeth.
Xuanyuan Zhong closed his eyes and shouted in a low voice: "The unfilial descendants are unworthy of their ancestors and failed to protect His Majesty's safety. With no choice but to come to the imperial mausoleum to welcome the ancestor spirit out of the mountain, in order to calm the hearts of the world!"
The weirdo of the Great Xia Kingdom - Xuanyuan Sword Spirit.
The meaning of its existence is precisely to consolidate the supreme imperial power of the Xuanyuan clan.
Although the news of Xuanyuan Longcheng¡¯s capture was temporarily blocked.
¡°But there is no airtight wall anywhere in the world.
If Xuanyuan Longcheng cannot be welcomed back in a short period of time, the fact that the Great Xia Empire has lost its king will be completely exposed one day.
It¡¯s that time.
I¡¯m afraid that the entire Great Xia Empire will immediately fall into chaos, and things will get out of hand.
Xuanyuan Zhong knew the horror of all this, so he risked the disapproval of the world and came to the depths of the imperial mausoleum, hoping to ask Xuanyuan Sword Spirit to come out of the mountain and rule the world.
This is completely a last resort expedient!
"I, after all, am not a human"
The sword light flashed, and the faint light flickered.
Xuanyuan Sword Spirit's voice was full of helplessness, and he sighed: "If this huge empire needs to rely on a freak to stabilize the situation, how will the people in this world comment on Daxia?" ¡»
He was startled fiercely.
Xuanyuan Zhong was speechless.
People¡¯s hearts are sinister. Temporary force suppression may shut up people at home, but what about the forces outside the country?
In addition to Daxia, there are four other behemoths in this apocalyptic wasteland era.
The Empire of the Sun Never Sets, Holy Europa, the Northern Principality of Isa, and the most ambitious Ocean Federation.
Although Xuanyuan Sword Spirit is powerful, there are still many beings in the world who can compete tit-for-tat with it.
Unilateral force to deter people will never be able to stop the people of the world from talking.
"Then, what should we do"
The mood was confused for a while.
Xuanyuan Zhong was immediately anxious and kowtowed hurriedly.
"I ask the ancestors to teach me what to do. The Great Xia Empire cannot fail. The foundation that our ancestors have worked so hard to build and the safety of thousands of people must not be destroyed in one day!"
"A country cannot live without a king for a day"
The sword hovering on the huge coffin trembled slightly.
Xuanyuan Sword Spirit suddenly asked: "Let me ask you, does your Majesty have any descendants today?" ¡»(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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