The martial arts of the heavens start from Wudang

Luo Yang looked at the black-robed man in front of him, touched this for a while, looked at that for a while, and wondered in his heart what this man was trying so hard to do.

From her point of view, in this imperial mausoleum, only the two treasure armors and the Great Qin Luck in the Tiger Talisman are of some use, while others, such as various terracotta warriors and horses, copper and iron money and food, are useless.

And the treasure armor has been destroyed, leaving only the tiger talisman, which has already been taken by him.

Just when Luoyang was suspicious, he suddenly found that the light in the imperial mausoleum became dimmer.

Looking up, he saw that thick ink was pouring from the man in black robe, and a dark and gloomy aura, like mercury leaking to the ground, quickly spread out, swallowing up the remaining light in the imperial mausoleum.

Luoyang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly rushed out, running towards the gate of the imperial mausoleum.

She was fast, but the weird dark air was even faster, and it quickly diffused into it, as if being swallowed.

The moment he entered the darkness, Luoyang's mind sank, a huge pressure pressed on his primordial spirit, and his whole body was running crazily to resist that pressure.At this moment, her five senses were dull, and she tried to raise her eyes to look at the position she had sensed in the dark.

It was pitch black, and suddenly a little light appeared.

A tiger talisman shrouded in pale golden mysterious light was suspended in mid-air, like a flat boat floating on the black sea.

Dai Daojin quietly looked at the tiger talisman in front of him. Since he let go of the heavenly field of his horn veins, the originally quiet tiger talisman seemed to be stimulated, and the internal Daqin luck actually reacted.

On the tiger talisman, there was the faint sound of thousands of troops galloping and thousands of horses roaring together.

Dai Daojin didn't care about it, and waited quietly.

After a dozen or so breaths, in the imperial tomb, the endless darkness of the horn veins and the heavens finally covered every corner.

At this time, Dai Daojin flipped his palm over, and a radiant jade seal appeared in the palm. It was the Jade Seal of Chuanguo from his previous life, which was originally buried under Nanshan Mountain and was specially taken by him.

Dai Daojin's eyes flickered, staring at the eight insect and bird seal characters on the bottom of the jade seal, "Ordered by the heavens, longevity and eternal prosperity", thinking secretly, the Jade Seal of Chuanguo was made by Li Si under the order of the first emperor.

Later, as a heavy weapon for passing on the country, it can be said to be an orthodox artifact for all dynasties to show the integrity of the country.

And the tiger talisman in front of him was also related to the first emperor, and contained a little luck of the Qin Dynasty.

Although these two objects seem to be related, they belong to two different worlds...

At this moment, the jade seal shone with brilliance and slowly floated up, and the brilliance on it became more and more dazzling.

The tiger talisman seemed to sense it, or maybe it was summoned, and slowly approached Yuxi.

The two finally came together.

The colorful streamer of the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom overflowed, wrapping the Tiger Talisman next to it, and the light golden luck in the Tiger Talisman, like thick honey, was slowly absorbed, entangled with the streamer of the Jade Seal, and slowly merged into one.

After a while, the tiger amulet became dim, and the body of the amulet made of brass turned into copper powder, which rustled and fell into the darkness.

In mid-air, only Yuxi was left quietly floating.

Dai Daojin looked at this scene with a frown, he never expected it to be like this.

Luoyang, who was a few steps away, also opened her eyes wide. Looking at this scene and staring at the dazzling seal, she always had a feeling of deja vu. 800 years ago, that person seemed to carry such a seal with him... …

Only disappeared later.

She saw the black-robed man with his eyes closed, as if he was waiting for something.

……

On the central battlefield, the horses neighed day and night.

Liyang's army gathered more and more. Although the two sides did not engage in a strategic decisive battle, the small group of frictions and temptations never stopped.

In front of the bright yellow tent in the center, Zhu Wushi, who was dressed in a dragon robe with his hands behind his back, was tall and majestic, and the emperor's coercion made people dare not look directly at him. At this moment, he looked up at the sky, and the sun was gradually setting. .

But on the earth, a small-scale war has just ended.

Soldiers on both sides were finishing their work, tacitly collecting the bodies of their own robes.

These people raised their heads from time to time to look at the group of people who were gradually moving away. The group of people had dark complexions and weapons in their hands. The men in black were carrying the bronze coffin, with one white and one black in front of them, ringing the bell.

The ringtone was so low that it made one's heart tense.

The soldiers at the end thought of the dark soldiers crossing the border and the legend of black and white impermanence, and their hearts trembled, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not look at it.

Zhu Wushi was also looking at the group of coffin bearers at the moment, his golden pupils flickered coldly, he knew who these people belonged to, but he didn't know what that person wanted to do?

To collect these ghosts, is it necessary to cultivate ghosts, but these are not important, as long as Beimang is destroyed, the world will be unified, and luck will be gathered together, and everything will no longer be a problem.

Zhu Wushi turned his head and looked at the depths of the camp on his side, where there were hidden natural auras, his eyes were cold. .

Heaven and man descend to the realm, assisting the king?

Disdainful in my heart, it's not about using someone as a knife, it depends on who is more skilled.

He looked up at the sky, feeling neither sad nor happy.

On the other side of Beimang, the banners were flying.

Dense military tents spread out, and powerful air mechanisms were hidden and distributed.

In a very luxurious tent, an old man and a young man were sitting opposite each other.

The young man was dressed in fine clothes, with clear eyes, really a pair of bright eyes like spots of lacquer, his eyebrows were like lacquer, the young man with peerless grace, and the maid who was kneeling next to him, glanced at him from time to time, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes Like waves.

The young man turned a blind eye, picked up the wine cup on the table and poured it into his mouth, quite unruly.

The old man on the opposite side wore a Nanhua scarf on his head and a blue Taoist robe, with a peaceful face, he was quite helpless towards this young man.

The old Taoist turned his head to look outside the tent, and seemed to see that group of strange people, his brows were slightly frowned: "The group of people are acting secretly, and they don't know what their purpose is. At such an important juncture, don't make a mistake."

Hearing this, the young man smiled: "The emperor is not in a hurry to look down at the heavens and the human world. Why are we pawns in the lower realms so anxious?"

The old man shook his head: "The world has changed greatly, even more so than a thousand years ago. This time, the turmoil of luck in the world has already shaken the foundation of the heavens. Otherwise, how can those few high-ranking people care about these things..."

Randomly looked in the direction of Li Yang again, counting with his fingers, but he got nothing for a long time, he intuitively felt that everything in the world was chaotic.

The young man listened, but he didn't care, he just drank the wine in his glass.

……

Two days later, at Hukou Waterfall.

Inside the imperial mausoleum.

Dai Daojin opened his closed eyes, the silvery white eyes were dotted with stars, and the spiritual power was flowing, filling the entire underground imperial tomb.

At the same time, the horn veins of the heavens were completely opened, and the first person to appear was Cao Changqing in a black robe.

After he appeared, he glanced at Dai Daojin, stretched out his hand and threw something, then stood aside.

That thing is like a piece of cloth, and like a scroll, unfolding alternately, the light is flickering, the black aura is flickering on it, and there are countless ghosts wandering around.

Dai Daojin's mind moved, and the streamer on the jade seal suddenly burst out, covering the scroll.

Afterwards, the scroll trembled, and the ghosts on it seemed to have found a breakthrough, scrambling to escape, and screams of excitement resounded throughout the imperial mausoleum.

Looking at this scene, Luo Yang frowned.

Immediately afterwards, she saw that the countless ghosts were irradiated by the light of the jade seal, as if there was a ray of mysterious light inside, and scattered in all directions, these light spots filled the entire imperial mausoleum soon, flickering like fireflies.

With these rays of light, Luoyang could finally see the entire imperial mausoleum clearly.

When those ghosts came into contact with those terracotta warriors and horse servants, it was as if gluttony had encountered a delicacy, and the yin energy accumulated in it for 800 years attracted them like honey, and they jumped on it regardless.

Dai Daojin smiled when he saw this scene, he guessed right, these

Things have become yin vessels, perfect containers for ghosts to live in.

It's tea time.

Dai Daojin stretched out his hand to hold the jade seal, the black robe on his body was infiltrated by the streamer, and it also shone with dazzling brilliance. The aura of the seal was driven to the extreme by his incomparable spiritual power. It seems that some kind of change has taken place in the fate of the Qin Empire.

At the same time, drink it in your mouth.

"Soldiers fight billions of thousands, change the true spirit, detect the forbidden cave, add the Xiyuan, condense the yin and combine the yang, and ban the evil. The demons and ghosts, send the poor spring... God is under my law, so that the east is the east. , so that the west is the west, the south is the south, and the north is the north; if you follow my orders, you will be cut off."

"wake up!"

Luo Yang's eyes widened, and suddenly a scene that made her scalp tingle appeared before her eyes.

As the black-robed man stopped shouting, countless rustling sounds resounded.

She saw a terracotta warrior who was close to him. The muddy eyeballs suddenly turned, and the eyeballs made a noise when they turned and rubbed. There was clay dust falling, and the eyeballs seemed to be adapting.

"Crack..."

The terracotta warriors in the pit turned their necks and stretched their bodies, and some half-squatting terracotta warriors stood up.

"hiss……"

In the cavalry phalanx not far away, some horses raised their hooves and neighed.

After a while, all the terracotta warriors and horses were filled with yin energy, and under the infection, they appeared even more pitch black. The color of the soil did not look like black iron, but it revealed a hard texture of metal.

With a wave of Dai Daojin's hand, the door of the weapon storage room burst open.

"Zhengzheng..." Jin Tiezheng's voice resounded.

Countless swords, guns, swords and halberds poured out like water, and came to these terracotta warriors.

At the moment when all the terracotta warriors held their weapons, the sharp aura in the imperial mausoleum surged, and at the same time as it was buzzing, the fierce killing aura began to wake up, sweeping the entire imperial mausoleum.

These ghosts were originally elite soldiers, but at this moment they just recovered their true colors in another way.

Luo Yang stared blankly at these people, no, these things are not human beings, resurrected from the dead?Or a refined ghost?

Dai Daojin looked eagerly at the tens of thousands of soldiers below who were about to move, and said in his heart: Don't worry, your king hasn't come yet.He spread his mind, traveled around the heavens, accumulated Yin soldiers, and promoted the heavens of the ghost kingdom, which is considered to have taken an important step.

Which world does not have the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?

He turned and left, the darkness behind him began to shrink, and finally disappeared behind it, Cao Changqing and Yuxi disappeared.

Walking to Luoyang's side, he glanced at her and thought about it. Although Luoyang, as a tool man, did not play any role in order to prevent accidents, Dai Daojin is not a person who kills donkeys.

He grabbed her, galloped out, and headed for the gate.

The next thing he will do is to speed up and swallow Bei Mang. Xu Xiao should also die and become his ghost kingdom emperor.

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