Chapter 743: The Key to the Imperial Tomb

The inner core of the three statues is carved from high-quality rosewood, and the skin is made of a layer of rubber made of unknown materials.

Xu Qing walked to the desk, staring intently at the golden pupil Venerable in the center, that appearance gradually coincided with the sloppy old man in the depths of his memory, it was him, the strange old man who burned yellow paper in the park that night, but unfortunately it was a pity that they had been separated forever when they met again.

After a long time, Xu Qing folded his palms and bowed to the golden pupil venerable wood carving three times, his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, and he raised his hand and wiped the back of his eyes and turned around.

"Helper, please come with me." Wei Damao bowed respectfully, and led Xu Qing around the desk to the fireplace burning with dark red flames, standing here in addition to feeling the heat wave wafting into the nostrils The fragrance became more and more intense, it was the smell of sandalwood, he noticed that there were several thumb-thick brown-gray strips in the wood burning in the fireplace, and the ashes were white after burning, exuding a curling fragrance.

This wooden strip is actually an authentic old sandalwood, it is a luxury to burn the fireplace and incense, no wonder it can exude such a mellow fragrance, there is a specimen of animal head hanging on the wall on the left and right sides of the fireplace, on the left is a sika deer head with full horns, on the right is a wolf head with bared teeth and grinning, two animal heads with different temperaments add a mysterious and bloody atmosphere to the whole fireplace and even the room, strictly speaking, it seems a little discordant, making people look a little awkward.

Wei Damao stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to grab the horns of the sika deer and rotated it in the direction of the counterclock, only to hear a crunch of gears in the wall, and the wall with the wolf's head opened in response, and a very cleverly hidden doorway appeared, which was as bright as day, and on each side of the door stood a medieval Western warrior with a full-body armor holding a long-handled axe.

Xu Qing was about to step in, but Wei Damao stretched out his hand and stopped in front of him: "Slow, let's show you some gadgets first." With that, he took an arm-thick log from the fireplace and smiled and stretched it out to the two armored warriors.

Click! Sou!

The armored warrior on the left shook his arms, and the long-handled axe in his hand swung out a blue arc of light, Xu Qing only felt that there was a flower in front of him, the log in Wei Damao's hand had been waved into two pieces, and the incision was smooth and regular, without even the slightest burr, if it was cut on a person's neck, wouldn't it be possible to die on the spot?

"It will take forty-eight hours for these two organ warriors to swing their axes once, and the speed of these two axes is equivalent to the full force of a peak martial artist in the realm, and there are several strange poisons on the axes that seal their throats with blood, even if the heavenly realm martial artist is rubbed into his skin, he will definitely die."

Wei Damao explained, while picking up a long piece of wood and stretching it out to the warrior on the right, whoosh! The samurai's arms were raised, and the blade of the axe swept back in a blue arc, and the wood was cut diagonally into a trapezoidal slope. The samurai struck his axe and stood in the distance, as if he had never moved.

The two machine warriors who stood still were the first portal, and after seeing their thunderous and lightning-like methods, it now seemed that there was an extra aura of slaughter, knowing that they would not move for the time being, they were still a little abrupt.