Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The whole underground palace was rumbling and shaking, and fine dust and debris from the ceiling were falling.

Some kind of drastic change seemed to be happening in the underground palace.

"Is the tomb going to collapse?!"

Bai Jinghong said in a lost voice.

Everyone's face changed for a moment.

This underground palace was so magnificent that they didn't know how deep they were underground at this time. If the underground palace collapsed, it would be more terrifying than the collapse of a mountain.

Being buried alive in it, I'm afraid that even the fifth-level external scene strongmen would lose a layer of skin, let alone them.

"It shouldn't collapse."

Li Mo's face was solemn, but he still shook his head.

In the eyes of the God of Destiny, he had never seen anyone die from the collapse of the underground palace.

Ying Bing frowned, and after a moment of silence, she said softly:

"Someone has triggered the killing game on the chessboard."

Some people don't know the rules of this complex underground palace at all, and they are probably wandering aimlessly, and naturally they are heading for a dead end.

"There are many strong people who go to the tomb. They have triggered the killing game, so they will naturally not sit back and wait for death."

Tian Miao meant.

That group of people are using force to break the trick.

Unable to comprehend the mystery of the underground palace, they simply start to use physics and force their way in. The latter may cost a lot and even have inestimable consequences.

"We have to speed up."

Li Mo and Ying Bing exchanged glances, and then looked at Tian Miao.

At least Jiang Yu has a powerful master behind him, as well as the Sky Patrol Guard, and Tan Zhuyin has two Dharma Kings in the Dharma Body Realm behind him. If they really go to the main tomb at all costs, it is really hard to say who will be faster.

Moreover, if the underground palace is destroyed to a certain extent, the original method of cracking it may fail.

"Are you leaving?" Bai Jinghong asked hesitantly.

Li Mo nodded: "You just stay here and don't move. This underground palace is safe. If you go any further, I may not be able to take care of you."

"What if something unexpected happens? The fire at the city gate will affect everyone..."

"....."

The three heroes of Hengyun were small fish for the first time, and their expressions were quite complicated.

But they also knew that what Li Mo said made sense, so they decided to stay where they were.

"You go, we can do it."

"Well, don't walk around, you have read the storybook, people with too much curiosity are often the first to die..."

Li Mo gave another reminder, and Bingtuozi had already screwed the numbers on the door.

The figures of the three disappeared into the darkness again.

The swordsmen who were so tough just now suddenly felt that the surroundings were so quiet. In the dark and empty environment, it seemed that a few tomb beasts would appear from nowhere...

"We can... do it."

"Hiss, I suddenly feel so cold..."

The swordsmen silently became weak, helpless and pitiful in the darkness, shivering in the crumbling underground palace.

Who is not a child?...

......

Li Mo walked in the front to lead the way, and the three of them returned to the right path. As Bingtuozi opened the doors of the underground palace one by one, they got closer and closer to the depths of the underground palace.

And the thunderous roar kept a distance from them.

"Bingtuozi, how long will it take?"

Li Mo asked, but he didn't hear a response for a long time.

But in front of the stone gate, Ying Bing squatted there, his eyes slightly stunned, and I don't know why he was distracted.

"Bingtuozi? Are you okay?"

Li Mo held her hand and called out softly, a little worried.

"The situation in the underground palace has changed. I was just calculating the last step. It's okay."

Ying Bing pursed her lips and shook her head gently.

She turned the number on the base to the correct position again.

"It's open."

This time there was no sound of the underground palace shaking, only the heavy friction sound of the stone door.

The soft light of the oyster pearl illuminated the darkness in front. This is a deep corridor. Judging from the traces on the stone wall, it is definitely artificially excavated.

Li Mo's physical body is the strongest, and he protected Ying Bing behind him.

"I'll go ahead, you follow me."

"Yes."

The footsteps echoed.

There are also murals on this long corridor, and the content is more complete. The two pictures seen above are also included in it.

Or it can be said that it is the sequel to the murals above.

The subsequent content is that after the innate creatures were transformed into totems by the power of all living things, the tribes of the human race began to conquer each other, and in the end only the two largest tribes remained.

One tribe used red paint, and the other used black.

Behind both sides, there were huge figures standing, which were the nine-day immortals who descended from the sky.

There were five immortals behind the black tribe, headed by the nine-color Yuanhuang woman, and the remaining four included the dream god.

There were four figures behind the white tribe, whose identities were unknown.

Finally, the black tribeThe White Tribe won, and was absorbed.

The two tribes merged, and the woman who was the incarnation of the Nine-Colored Phoenix became a huge divine bird, sheltering the nine heavens and ten earths under her wings.

Another tall figure wore a crown and ascended the throne as an emperor.

A country appeared.

"The black bird of destiny descended to give birth to the Shang Dynasty?"

Li Mo said, and felt that this sentence was somewhat familiar.

"So the founding emperor of the Shang Dynasty was actually an immortal in the nine heavens?"

"Maybe." Tian Miao couldn't be sure of such a long-ago thing.

"But we have to go faster."

The three continued to move forward along the corridor.

The murals behind seemed to record the replacement of the emperors of the Shang Dynasty, and the time was getting closer and closer to the day when this underground palace was built.

In addition to the paintings, some words began to appear on the walls of the corridor.

"The age of these words should be very long..."

Tian Miao frowned and looked for a moment, shaking his head.

Needless to say, Li Mo didn't recognize any of them. They weren't Chinese characters anyway.

"This is a diary." Ying Bing suddenly said.

"Diary? Who would write that kind of thing..."

Li Mo was a little curious about what was written in this diary that had been there for thousands of years.

Ying Bing stared at the words on the wall, but read softly:

"Today is the fourteenth year since I presided over the construction of Yunmeng Palace, and the eighty-second year since I became the leader of the Summoning God Sect."

"When building Yunmeng Palace, I initially thought that I should just follow the steps, but in the process, I found that I could use the Nine Deaths Chess Game to lay out the layout. That was the deadly game between Yunmeng Zushen and the sky."

"Even if Yunmeng Zushen really wakes up, He can't solve it..."

"I feel my changes more and more clearly. Every morning when I wake up, I feel more and more unfamiliar."

"This chess game is really difficult to arrange. You can't make a mistake in one step, otherwise you will fail."

"If I were still an immortal, I would just wave my hand..."

The handwriting here turned into graffiti, as if the writer was very shocked and panicked. Why did he suddenly have such an idea?

"Isn't he the leader? What does it mean to be an immortal?"

Li Mo was also confused.

The following handwriting became very depressed and restrained.

"I am Qin Yuzhi, the leader of the Summoning God Cult. I am building the Yunmeng Underground Palace..."

"I have to hurry, otherwise He will wake up from my body...from a dream to reality..."

"Then, my existence will be just a dream of His..."

"Am I still myself now? I can't tell, I really can't tell..."

The mural ends here, and the corridor is almost at the end.