The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

"Bold!"

The old eunuch cursed immediately, and the young general glared at him like a ghost, making him tremble.

"Relax, it's me."

Chu Yiyang stretched out his hand and patted his younger brother's arm lightly, signaling him to relax the hand that locked his throat a little. Looking at the envious general, he guessed that he was asking about his fiancée or his sister.

How did a generation of tyrants die after fleeing into the imperial mausoleum? This eternal mystery seems to have an answer.

It's just that he fell into this illusion, the timeline started half a month ago, and the other party asked about the palace affairs were all a few years ago, even he couldn't remember who the maid was.

Then, seeing the expression on Chu Yiyang's face, the general who held the knife trembled all over.

The next moment, he yelled violently and raised his knife to chop it up: "Go to hell!"

This turn of events caught everyone off guard.

But I believe that apart from Xie Changle and the old eunuch, no one else had the intention to stop him.

Chu Yiyang was about to take the sword in his younger brother's hand, when he felt a familiar sword intent behind him, and his hand stopped again.

The group of guards saw a figure flashing out of the opened passage door, and the long sword in his hand swung forward at a speed too fast to see clearly, and blocked the knife that was slashing towards the tyrant.

Swords clashed, and the outburst of air waves toppled the irrational generals and smashed them heavily into the crowd.

The person who drew the sword fell to the ground like a feather, and his robe fell down, quietly covering the blood-stained shoes.

Constrained by this frail body, the sword in his hand is not the Qiankun Sword. If he wanted to bring down those people in the secret passage without taking their lives, Beitang Hanye didn't look as good as when he left the bedroom.

His robe was torn open a lot, revealing the blood-stained white clothes underneath, every inch seemed to exude murderous aura.

He stood where he was, looking at the guards in the imperial mausoleum. Wherever he went, everyone felt as if they were being watched by an invincible fierce god, and they couldn't help taking a step back.

At this moment, Beitang Hanye looked sideways at the three people behind him.

When his eyes fell on the sword around Chu Yiyang's neck, Xie Changle froze, almost wanting to throw the sword out.

The robber was useless, the hostage was still calm, pinching the edge of the sword with two fingers, actively pushed the sword away, and came to him.

As soon as the most reliable combat power came, Chu Yiyang stopped pretending and said to the guards who were waiting in full force: "Your general has been put down in the secret passage, now I want to enter the imperial tomb, you better not stop me .”

——Otherwise, they will not only be Beitang Hanye's opponents, but also his opponents.

Everyone looked at the blood-stained sword master in white, and then at the red-clothed tyrant who started to threaten them, their eyes full of dissatisfaction that "you are a fake tiger".

However, as soon as this point of dissatisfaction was revealed, they felt that the murderous aura on Beitang Hanye's body became stronger again, causing the surrounding air to cool down.

The four of them walked forward, Beitang Hanye took a step forward, and the circle of guards in the imperial tomb took a step back.

The old eunuch followed behind Chu Yiyang, looking at Bai Shangshu in amazement, thinking that His Majesty had imprisoned him in the palace these days, he was sweating.

Xie Changle walked at the end and was in charge of the rear of the palace. He saw that the guards looked at him with strong puzzlement——the prince can overthrow the tyrant's rule with a single wave of his arms, so why would he join forces with the tyrant?

"..."

His Royal Highness Yan Wang opened his mouth, still did not explain the matter between the brothers, but followed his elder brother and they escaped from the encirclement and entered the depths of the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs is very large, and the emperors and empresses of the Xuanyuan Dynasty were buried here. When the Emperor Renhuang built his own tomb, he also left a lot of places for future generations.

The further you go in, the older the tomb becomes.

Chu Yiyang's target is at the deepest point, and the system has already scanned the tomb of the first emperor who founded the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

Unlike other tombs of emperors and empresses who enjoy sacrifices and are cleaned by palace officials every day, the tomb of the first emperor is like a forbidden place, surrounded by water and the Milky Way, surrounded by many traps, and no one has entered it for a long time.

As soon as he went deep into it, Chu Yiyang and Beitang Hanye switched places.

After all, he is still a descendant of the Xuanyuan family, the agency will not take the initiative to hurt him, and the system can identify and release him in advance.

There was a slight sound when the mechanism was released, and the four of them followed the merman lights that automatically lit up along the road and went deep into the imperial mausoleum.

The guards followed at a distance, they had never been inside, they were all holding weapons, and they were very vigilant.

The air circulation in front is getting worse, and the nose is full of decaying smell.

Chu Yiyang's voice sounded, reminding everyone: "It's almost here."

Just after they passed through an open mechanism door and walked through the last passage, their eyes suddenly opened up.

The four of them walked out of the passage, at their feet was a platform protruding from the mountain wall, and in front of them was a large space artificially created by hollowing out the mountainside.

Standing on the platform and looking down, you can see that there is a distance of more than ten meters between the platform and the pit below. In the sunken pit, there is nothing around except a throne carved from dark stone.

There are no funeral objects, no army to accompany the brave and skilled emperor to the afterlife, only the lonely king sitting on the stone chair.

The flesh and blood on his body has weathered and disappeared over a long period of time, leaving only bones.

The mirage dragon's illusion intercepts fragments of time and space to restore reality. What the human emperor's corpse looks like in the illusion is what it looks like in reality.

Chu Yiyang's gaze flicked across his white bones, and he saw that the legendary Human Emperor was just like the rumors, where the original legs had been replaced by snake tails.

The snake-tailed king still maintained his sitting posture after death, holding his Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. Even though he had left this world, he still guarded the beasts he killed in his mausoleum.

"The ferocious beasts will come out of the imperial tomb, most likely because the Xuanyuan Sword was pulled away." Standing beside Beitang Hanye, Chu Yiyang said to someone who was as awake as himself.

Beitang Hanye had encountered those ferocious beasts in the mist, and even killed one, so it should be easy to know that all of these ferocious beasts that had disappeared in the four realms were all dead.

Beitang Hanye did not speak.

The turmoil in the territory of the entire Xuanyuan Dynasty probably started when the Xuanyuan Sword was pulled from the imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs.

Chu Yiyang added in his heart: "It's just like being in Qingye Mountain City."

There may be more than a fierce beast underneath, there is also a yin and yang eye that has been opened.

The Xuanyuan Sword, the magic weapon used for suppression, was taken away, and the territory of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, which was penetrated by the dragon veins, began to leak out. The ghosts from the nether world also returned to the ground, and there were a series of twists and turns.

Standing behind them, Xie Changle didn't know what his elder brother meant by the Xuanyuan sword being taken away. Looking at it from this perspective, the Xuanyuan sword was obviously still in the hands of the ancestor.

He could only ask, "What are you going to do now?"

Originally, according to what the old eunuch said, they came to the imperial tomb to find a way out, but his brother ran to the ancestor's tomb, and he didn't know what his plan was.

Chu Yiyang narrowed his eyes and replied, "Go down."

If there is no miscalculation, this is the weakest point connecting the reality and the illusion. Even the power of the mirage dragon cannot overwhelm the yin energy rushing up from the nether world.

Without hesitation, he took the lead in jumping down towards the big sunken pit below, followed closely by Beitang Hanye.

Xie Changle also consciously picked up the old eunuch next to him, and jumped down with him.

The guards following behind rushed to the platform.

They watched the four of them jump down, not sure about the height, and...

"Below is the mausoleum of Emperor Taizu. We are not descendants of the Xuanyuan family, so we must not offend."

"Yeah...don't go down."

They were still in awe of the Emperor who opened up this powerful dynasty and brought peace to people. After thinking about it, they just stood on this platform and looked down.

The four people below landed one after another.

Except for the old eunuch who was led to jump off, they were all very chic.

As soon as Chu Yiyang landed, he walked forward, approaching Xuanyuan Sword, which he regarded as the key to breaking through.

The yin and yang in the imperial capital started with the taking of the Xuanyuan Sword, so the end of this illusion also started with the taking of the sword.

The real Xuanyuan Sword is said to be the Sword of the Human Emperor guarding the earth.

Xuanyuan's descendants hold it, and they can draw inexhaustible power from the ground under their feet.

When he came to the stone chair, Chu Yiyang stretched out his hand towards it.

The Human Emperor's sword in this illusion also felt warm, but before the fingers were closed on the hilt, the sword turned into flying ash, and without the support of the sword, the Human Emperor's skeleton collapsed all of a sudden. It fell down and turned into countless powders.

At this moment, even the old eunuch, who had watched him grow up and had no objection to everything about him, widened his eyes.

Xie Changle even called him in a trembling voice: "Brother Huang..." He knew that his elder brother could do anything, but this time it was too much!

A roar broke out on the platform: "Fun Lord!"

The general who wanted to chop him up with a knife just now wanted to jump down when he saw this scene - this stupid king actually destroyed the emperor's bones!

Chu Yiyang ignored it, just twirled the ashes on his hands, looked up at the top of the mausoleum, and said, "Here we come."

These two words made Xie Changle and the old eunuch feel confused, but Beitang Hanye raised his head as if feeling something.

The red dress on Chu Yiyang who was standing closest to the passage was already fluttering with the wind.

He looked up at the sky, feeling the familiar suction.

The last time in Qingye Mountain City, it was still yang and yin, and when the passage was opened, people were falling.

This time in the imperial capital, the yin and yang are reversed, the passage is opened, and people will only be sucked upwards.

In the empty mausoleum, the wind became stronger and stronger, and everyone saw a vortex appearing above the mausoleum.

A faint blue light poured down, and the suction from inside pulled the red-clothed king standing in front of the stone chair, as if to take him to another world.

In such an incomprehensible vision, the old eunuch knelt down with a plop, and called the people in front of him tearfully: "Your Majesty!"

He had already sensed that the purpose of the king he served came to the imperial mausoleum for this purpose.

In the strong wind, the black-haired and red-clothed king turned his head.

The face that always had a perverse and violent expression was calm at the moment, and even smiled at him.

"Your majesty is dead." After 600 years, he said to the loyal old man, "he is free."

Xie Changle was still standing beside the old eunuch, also watching this scene stupidly.

However, at the next moment, he saw his brother frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled himself into the blue light, "What are you doing stupidly? Let's go."

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The author has something to say:

I checked the plot with my proofreader sister today, and found that I'm really good at making a sentimental attack!

It's not easy to deal with someone like Beitang who is not pretentious, because his face is too venomous, and Brother Chu is easy to die when he loses his memory or falls into a dream.

感谢在2021-10-1823:57:32~2021-10-1923:56:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angel who threw the grenade: You don’t care about the fairy thing;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 482695872 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!