President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Dragon

Shen Nian walked in front, looking around vigilantly, Liu Qianqian and An Xueer followed behind him.

They were still somewhat apprehensive about this unknown tomb of the great emperor, after all, they were attacked by the dark angel when they were at the door just now.

However, I don't know if they were worrying too much, or what, since they stepped through the gate, nothing happened.

Behind the gate of the imperial mausoleum is a corridor that seems to have no end.

They walked on the promenade, with statues of ferocious beasts on both sides, and a broken space outside the promenade.

Shen Nian has no doubts, as long as they fall outside the corridor, they will be torn into pieces by those broken spaces.

Because of this, out of caution, they all walked in the middle of the corridor, staying as far away from those broken spaces as possible.

I don't know how long they walked, they finally came to the end.

At the end of the corridor, there is a huge statue that is over a thousand meters tall.

That statue, is a dark angel.

However, unlike the dark angel they had seen before, six pairs of black wings grew on the back of the dark angel statue in front of them.

"A twelve-winged dark angel?"

Qi Lingtian's voice rang out.

Her tone was full of shock, as if she saw something unbelievable.

Shen Nian glanced at her and asked, "Is there any difference between twelve wings and six wings?"

Qi Ling Tiantian said in a deep voice: "In the dark angel family, the number of wings corresponds to the level of the realm.

The six-winged dark angel you met before corresponds to the cultivation base of the Saint Realm.

The eight wings correspond to the Holy Emperor Realm;

Ten wings, corresponding to quasi-emperor realm;

Twelve Wings..."

Having said that, his voice paused.

An Xueer subconsciously said: "So, the twelve wings correspond to the Great Emperor Realm?"

Qi Ling shook his head every day, "In the history of the prehistoric world, there has never been a twelve-winged dark angel born, but according to normal speculation, it does look like this."

In Shen Nian's eyes, there was a flash of light.

He raised his head and looked at the statue in front of him again, "This Emperor Burial Heaven... comes from the dark angel family?"

"This is impossible!"

As soon as his words fell, Qi Lingtian subconsciously shouted.

After finishing speaking, seeing that the three of them were all looking at her, she quickly explained: "I have never heard of a strong member of the dark angel family stepping into the emperor's realm!"

Shen Nian shook his head slightly, "You haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

He paused and continued: "And, didn't you also say that in the age of ancient mythology, there were only three dark angels born in this world? How should we explain what we met before?"

Qi Ling was silent every day.

Indeed, counting the first one they met, they had already met four dark angels here.

What's more, these four dark angels couldn't match up with the ones she knew.

Thinking of this, she frowned and said: "This matter is too weird! If this is really a tomb of the great emperor, it will really overturn history!"

Shen Nian said seriously: "Not only that, have you ever considered what happened to cause a great emperor to fall?"

Hearing this, Qi Lingtian's pupils shrank.

She gasped, "You...what do you want to say?"

Shen Nian shook his head, "I don't know, I just have a hunch... If this is really the mausoleum of a great emperor, there will undoubtedly be a shocking secret hidden."

"Boy, let's get out of here. I think this is a big trouble. It's better not to have any contact with it!"

Qi Ling felt his scalp numb every day, and his face was pale and colorless.

Shen Nian smiled wryly, "I don't want to either, but there is a very high possibility that there are clues to leave this space hidden here."

Hearing this, Qi Ling also felt helpless every day, and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shen Nian brought the two women closer to the statue of the twelve-winged dark angel.

He had seen early in the morning that there was a tall stone door behind the statue, which seemed to lead to the inside of the mausoleum.

However, just as they took a step, a dazzling light burst out from the stone carving of the twelve-winged dark angel, and the three of them subconsciously closed their eyes.

After a while, they opened their eyes, only to find that the statue had disappeared.

At the same time, at the place where the statue originally stood, an illusory figure appeared, and six pairs of black wings spread out from that figure's back.

Funeral... Great Emperor?

These four words popped up subconsciously in the hearts of the three of them.

They opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but found that there was no sound, as if there was an invisible force preventing them from happening.

Even movement is restricted.

They know that everything comes from this illusory figure in front of them.

However, just as they turned their gazes back to the figure from behind, a deep voice sounded from all directions.

This sound, as if it had crossed the long river of time, came from the ancient times and exploded in their ears.

"The eternity is in a hurry, the past is a cloud of smoke."

"In my life, I will be buried in the sky, but I will be buried in the sky after all, how ridiculous!"

"Today, it finally collapsed!"

"I am the last great emperor of all races. In the end, I failed the expectations of all living beings. Today, I leave it in the mausoleum. Those who are destined can get it with the key!"

After the voice fell, the phantom slowly dissipated, leaving behind a black key, which fell into Shen Nian's hands.

Several people resumed their actions, and immediately set their eyes on the key in Shen Nian's hand.

"Inheritance from the Great Emperor?"

Everyone was shocked.

Especially Shen Nian, felt that everything was too illusory.

He didn't do anything, and he got the inheritance of the Great Emperor. If it was spread, he would be shocked by how many jaws would drop.

That's not right, he was the one who solved the four dark angels, and he did his part.

"What do you think?"

After a while, Shen Nian adjusted his mentality and looked at Qi Lingtian.

The latter frowned tightly, "The last great emperor of all races? According to him, there should be many great emperors before him, but why haven't I heard of them?

Also, what does it mean that the sky is falling?

I always feel weird, but I can't tell where the blame is. It can't be all a prank, right? "

mischief?

Shen Nian shook his head.

He didn't think it was going to be this prank.

Among other things, this mausoleum, which is as splendid as a palace, cannot be built by ordinary people.

Who would pay such a high price for a prank?

It doesn't make sense at all.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "What if the Emperor Burial Heaven comes from a different world from ours?"

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