The Heaven’s Jailer

For a moment, Song Youliang's entire arm shrank visibly, and Song Youliang was also the peak powerhouse of the Holy Lord, which shows how fast the disguise mask can **** blood.

Fortunately, the whole process was only a moment.

As the brilliance dissipated, the disguise mask quickly returned to its original appearance.

Song Youliang, who withdrew his palm, took a breath, raised his head and said to Liu Lang, "Try again."

"it is good."

Song Shuang is in the middle stage of the Holy Lord, and Song Youliang is the peak of the Holy Lord. In theory, the blood of the two people must be different in terms of quality. As for the influence on the disguise mask, it is still unknown.

Liu Lang immediately picked up the disfigurement mask that was "congested" again, and put it on his face with a thought.

However, Liu Lang himself has no way of judging whether there is an effect or how great the effect is.

Without waiting for Liu Lang to ask, Song Youliang had already spoken: "The current disguise mask, I am afraid that only the power of the Divine King Realm can see some clues."

"Why? Why does the blood of the Yu clan have a blessing effect on the disguised face?" Liu Lang asked suspiciously.

If it is only Song Shuang's blood that is effective for the disguise mask, it can also be understood as a coincidence.

However, now, even Song Youliang's blood is also effective for the disguise mask, and Liu Lang has to consider it from the level of the entire feather clan.

"I am afraid that Master Fan Jia will be able to explain this question clearly."

Song Youliang withdrew to the side and let Fan Jia out.

Liu Lang's gaze immediately turned to Fan Jia. He already realized that the reason why Fan Jia appeared here was to disguise the mask.

"In fact, the disguising mask in Yuhuang's hand was made by my ancestors." Fan Jia said in a deep voice after being silent for about three seconds.

"Master Fan's ancestor was the Yu clan?" Liu Lang asked subconsciously.

"No."

Fan Jia shook his head and said, "My ancestors were not the Feathers, but our line is inextricably linked with the Feathers."

"Can you elaborate on it?"

Knowing this, and even more so, Liu Lang hesitated and said.

"of course."

Fan Jia thought for a while and said, "Although Emperor Yu is already the first member of the Yu clan, I think you still don't know much about the origin of the Yu clan."

"indeed."

Liu Lang nodded and admitted.

Although, during this period of time, he also made up for the history of the feather clan, but it was basically limited to the feather clan coming to the core star region.

"Understandably, in fact, many Yu people don’t know how the Yu clan came. After all, the high-levels of the Yu clan are unwilling to tell the people below that period of history." Fan Jia did not forget to glance at this. Song Youliang glanced.

Song Youliang's expression was slightly embarrassed.

"Actually, the ancestors of the Yu clan and my ancestors were both mausoleum guards." Turning his gaze back to Liu Lang, Fan Jia paused.

"Guardian? What tomb to guard?"

Liu Lang asked.

"The imperial mausoleum!" Fan Jia replied.

"Imperial Tomb?" This is undoubtedly another point of knowledge beyond Liu Lang's understanding.

"It seems that Emperor Yu doesn't know much about the history of this starry sky." Fan Jia smiled.

Of course, this smile didn't mean anything to despise.

At Liu Lang's age, it is not normal to know the history of this starry sky.

"Should I speak, or do you speak?" Fan Jia asked Song Youliang immediately.

Song Youliang thought for a while, and replied, "I'll do it!"

After sorting out his thoughts, Song Youliang said: "According to the known timeline, this starry sky has gone through four eras, namely the ancient times, the ancient times, the middle ancient times, and the modern times. The ancient times are no longer available. No one knows exactly what the situation is. The ancient times are also called the dynasty era. At that time, the entire starry sky was in a unified state. However, there will be changes between dynasties, and there are 27 dynasties recorded. In the Middle Ages, also known as the Era of Ten Thousand Races, after the dynasty collapsed, this starry sky produced hundreds of millions of clans maintained by blood. The clans conquered each other and annexed each other, which lasted until the ten thousand races struggle for hegemony a million years ago. After the ten thousand races contended for hegemony, the war basically subsided, and the era when a hundred races ruled the core star region is also called the era of a hundred races.

"You say that, I can almost understand the meaning of the imperial tomb."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lang had guessed that the imperial tomb was a product of ancient times.

"A total of 27 dynasties, the last one is Gan, and the ancestors of the Yu clan, and the ancestors of Lord Fan Jia, guard the Qianling Mausoleum. However, with the passage of time, the dynasty has become a past tense. "

Song Youliang continued.

"So, the ancestors of the Yu clan and Lord Fan Jia left Qianling?" Liu Lang tried to infer.

The dynasty was shattered and it was normal for the guardians to find a way out.

"not at all."

Song Youliang gave a dry cough and said, "They chose to guard and steal."

"Guardian steals." Liu Lang almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, and he still had a good sense of integrity when he left. This guard steals himself, and it's really a bit impossible to get on the table.

It's no wonder that Fan Jia said that the senior leaders of the Yu clan were reluctant to talk about that period of history.

Is it possible to say that our ancestors started by robbers?

"This is no way. At that time, all ethnic groups were hunting down the imperial desires. As guards of the imperial tombs, if they didn't want to consolidate themselves, they had to wait for death."

Of course Song Youliang knew that this matter would not be on the stage, but his ancestors still had to give the circle a round.

"Understand, understand."

It involves the ancestors of Song Youliang and Fan Jia, and these two are standing in front of him, what can Liu Lang say.

Moreover, Song Youliang really had a strong understanding.

People don't kill themselves for their own sake. If you put him in that position, he might also attack the imperial tomb.

That was the tomb of the dynasty that ruled the entire starry sky. Thinking with my butt, I also know that there are countless treasures in the tomb.

"It's just that it is not so easy to open the tomb."

For the imperial tomb, the anti-theft measures must be extremely complete. Song Youliang continued: "The ancestors of the Yu clan and Fan's ancestors worked hard for many years before they produced a key to unlock the tomb, and this key is the mask in the hands of the emperor. "

"This mask is the key to unlock the tomb?"

Liu Lang's hands holding the disguise mask all shook.

"Not bad."

Fan Jia, who hadn’t said much at this moment, continued to preach: “In order to prevent one of the parties from swallowing the endless treasures in the imperial tomb, this key has a special design, that is, when the blood of both parties is integrated at the same time, the key will be activated and the emperor can be opened. Mausoleum. In other words, if you want to open the imperial mausoleum, people on both sides must be present."

"This is understandable."

Liu Lang nodded again.

As the saying goes, there must be no harm or defensiveness. Even those comrades who have fought side by side for many years should beware.