Chapter 7: The Bloody Battle in Front of the Temple (3)
Compared to the vast number of people and horses when they entered the city, the number of people who stepped on the stone stairs is now very small, and the people of the five tribes are only two heirs and four patriarchs, and the shamans include the shaman witch king and the three shamanic red witches, plus the three Fang Ling.
The hundred-step stone stairs leading to the main hall are neatly arranged, and each step is closer to the Sun Palace, but no one dares to relax for a moment, God knows what terrifying mechanisms the ancestors have left, and even stronger witch corpses.
The patriarchs of the five tribes also knew that if they encountered such a wave of witch corpses or torture institutions again, they were afraid that they would die on the spot.
Compared to everyone's worries, Fang Ling knew very well that one hundred and twenty witch corpses had already appeared, even if there was a mechanism in front of them, it would be much easier to deal with than these deadly witch corpses, at least for him.
However, he was more worried about another matter, whether the opponent was the Shaman Red Witch or the Shaman Witch King, this person must have a foolproof plan to seize the golden sword, and the situation would be even worse if he could not unite with Turansai Khan and others to fight among themselves.
Walking up the last stone staircase, the Sun Hall is finally completely presented in front of everyone, with gold as the wall, jade as bricks, and jewelry as the embellishment, how can it not be brilliant?
Pushing open the door of the main hall, the hall that had been sealed for thousands of years was once again introduced to the breath of the world, but to everyone's surprise, except for the huge golden pillar, the hall was empty, there was no wolf-headed golden chair where the legendary Tuji Khan sits, and there was no tiger skin chair of the patriarchs of various clans.
Everyone was suspicious, and unconsciously walked to the center of the main hall, and the ground suddenly shook slightly, and then slowly slid down.
Everyone secretly said badly, this is a place where they can't get up if they want to jump, not to mention that the entire ground is sinking, so that people don't have a chance to dodge at all.
Everyone took a deep breath and leaned together in several circles, thinking about how to deal with the impending danger.
However, in addition to the sinking of the ground, there is no trap exposed, and it didn't take long for the ground to sink into the ground for more than ten zhang to stop steadily, revealing a magnificent huge golden gate in front of it, a huge wolf head totem is carved in the middle of the golden gate, and the totem symbols of other races are scattered around, like the stars and the moon.
As soon as the ground stopped, the golden door automatically opened slowly, revealing a wide and deep corridor, and the two walls of the corridor were inlaid with night pearls the size of pigeon eggs, illuminating the inside and out.
Song Ying'er opened her eyes wide to look at those night pearls, and sighed: "I didn't expect this Tuji Khan to know how to enjoy it, and make the mausoleum so luxurious." ”
Lu Bei smiled bitterly: "Luxury is luxury, but this journey is a terrible thing, if you want to appreciate these, you have to save your life." ”
Fang Ling said with a smile: "It seems that this Prairie Ancestor must have been strict and harsh in the past, and he would use such a powerful witch corpse and mechanism before he was selected." ”