Inside the gloomy Imperial Mausoleum, a light flickered, the light of an ever-bright lantern made from overseas blubber oil.

King Shunping walked slowly up the steps, and along the way were corpses that had fallen to the ground and people kneeling on the ground.

He had been preparing for this day for fifteen years.

Fifteen years ago, he mixed sand into the imperial tombs. At first, it didn't go well, and I was almost so tired that I was exposed. But later, with the strength and strength, there were more and more fools.

After the death of the first emperor, King Shunping had less scruples, but he acted more and more carefully. Eventually, the situation we are in today's situation was created.

Among the imperial tombs, at least one-third of the mausoleum keepers have other belongings.

However, this day should not have come today. Originally, King Shunping planned to wait until the day when he was sure to come, but because of a piece of news, he came early.

"Imperial ancestor, let this king see, are you alive or dead. King Shunping stood at the top of the steps, looking at the black iron wall in front of him, and muttered to himself.

On the iron wall, there is a dragon carved in the shadow, and there is a god-like figure standing on it, stroking the dragon with his hand, and looking directly at the king of Shunping in front of the iron wall like a living thing.

King Shunping knew that this was the old emperor of the royal family, the strong man who was the strongest, but failed to make it to the heavens due to his injuries, and hid in the imperial tomb for many years to retreat with the help of the dragon vein.

He is the son of Daqian Taizu, and he was taught by Taizu Ji Muqing before his death. In terms of strength, he should not be inferior to the people on the heavenly list, but because of old injuries, he had to hide behind the scenes and gradually disappeared from the world.

"Whew-"

King Shunping took a deep breath, looked at the iron wall in front of him, and slowly gathered his mind, his face was neither happy nor sad.

In the gloomy mausoleum, there was a moment of silence. The standing King of Shunping, as well as those who knelt on the ground like dead creatures, were like statues, adding a bit of gloom to the already gloomy environment.

Suddenly, King Shunping opened his eyes, and the burst of essence pierced the air, "Open!"

A punch is unpretentious, there is no domineering momentum, and there is no indomitable ferocity, but this punch is more domineering than any punch, and it will burst.

Because this punch contains the most simple and powerful power.

Force is a simple word, but if it accumulates to a certain extent, it will change dramatically.

A punch was struck, and the space cracked, revealing a spiderweb-like crack. This punch finally hit the iron wall, and directly submerged into it, and the power of the shock fist tore through the wall of black and sunken, and where it was close to the fist edge, it was directly shocked into powder.

"Kara-"

There was a crackling sound, followed by a violent crash. King Shunping stepped out, ignoring the falling fragments of the iron wall and marching into the hole that was enough to enter.

After entering the iron wall, the first thing I saw was a pair of golden balls of light. Then, under the reflection of countless night pearls, the ball of light appeared in its original form, which was a pair of golden pupils.

The owner of these eyes was a middle-aged man with a pale face who looked to be only in his forties.

This middle-aged man was dressed in the robes of the Nine Dragons Emperor, wearing a crown of Pingtian, not angry and arrogant, and looked at King Shunping with burning eyes.

And King Shunping is also staring at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and King Shunping suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha... Hahaha······"

He laughed wantonly, and even bent down to slap his thigh, "Emperor Ancestor, Emperor Ancestor, you are dead after all, you are finally dead······"

Yes, this son of Taizu, the imperial ancestor of King Shunping, he died, and he died very completely, and even died with only a trace of qi remaining.

"Huh······?

King Shunping suddenly seemed to feel that something was wrong, and took a few steps forward, reaching out to put his hand on the shoulder of the imperial ancestor, wanting to probe the abnormalities in his body.

But unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched the emperor's clothes, he shattered into countless fragments like a fragile ceramic statue.

And within this shattered shell, there is nothingness.

"Empty, Shell ······" King Shunping's face was unprecedentedly ugly.

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In the dark secret room, the array disk slowly rotated, revealing a half-length figure dressed in black costumes.

A familiar scene, but the familiar people on this end in the past are no longer there.

"The Shadow King. ”

The white-haired Taoist stepped out of the shadows of the chamber and looked at the halfling figure.

"Qing Yu, there is chaos in the Western Regions, and there is an invasion of Dongying in the East China Sea, and this king intends to take this opportunity to split the Great Dry and occupy half of the country. The image of the Shadow King opened his mouth and said.

"Oh?" Qing Yu smiled with interest, "Aren't you planning to inherit the complete Great Qian's country and become the new ruler of the entire Great Qian?

"Because there was an unplanned factor. ”

The calm voice couldn't hide the impatience, and Qing Yu could see that the Shadow King was in a hurry. His impatience can even be reflected in this clairvoyant mirror light array, which can be seen how obvious it is.

This should have been impossible for the old fox of the Shadow King.

"You want me to help you?"

Qing Yu's face suddenly calmed down, and he said lightly: "Why should I help you?"

"No, the king doesn't force you to help him. "Surprisingly, the Shadow King has no tendency to let Qing Yu help, or is he sure that Qing Yu will definitely help?

"This king wants to inform you that this king's enemy is also your enemy. That person is the emperor of this king, the son of Taizu, and the original student of Mengshanhe of Shanhe Academy.

As early as when Taizu was still the Great Zhou Taishi, the strength of the Emperor Ancestor was already in the True Dan Realm. Before Taizu's death, he also passed on his skills to the emperor's ancestor. You say, if he is still alive, how many places can he rank on the heavenly list?"

"The old emperor of the Daqian royal family, I have also heard of it, isn't he seriously injured and has been in retreat? Could it be that he has recovered from his injuries?" asked Qing Yu.

"It's not just that he's healed, maybe he's stronger······"

The Shadow King said in a deep voice: "No matter what the emperor's plan is, this king plans to strike first and occupy half of the country." He has suppressed this king for half his life, and this king doesn't want to be pressed by him in the next life.

Qingyu, you and I cooperated, although there were twists and turns, but it was also pleasant. Then you just have to do what you want, and it will be the greatest help to the king.

The emperor of this king, the ancestor, can't tolerate the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which has always existed······"

As soon as he finished speaking, the array darkened, the figure of the Shadow King disappeared, and darkness returned to the secret room.

'The Shadow King's Imperial Ancestor ······'

In the darkness, the white-haired Taoist pondered silently, and a cross-shaped divine soldier rose in front of him, slowly spinning, "Actually, I have already guessed about the Ji family, let me calculate, where will the further clues be······"