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However, Feng Qinglang pulled her back and forth a few steps at the entrance of the passage for the first time, and then responded: "So, as bystanders, we try to choose an angle that does not draw hatred...Why do they always shoot in the eyes? It is not a dead creature, its key point is clearly between the eyebrows!"

Beatrice observed as she said, and she saw a small pale flame looming between the brows of the stone sculpture. If she didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to detect its existence. She couldn't help but marvel in her heart. He will achieve such a high achievement in materials science, but she and Feng Qinglang just arrived at the same time, so why can he see the key that he didn't even arrive at with just a few glances?

She couldn't help asking: "Have you seen this type of mechanism stone sculpture?"

Feng Qinglang said: "I've just heard that the scariest thing is the one above the sky realm, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of puppet with my own eyes, it's really mighty..."

Beatrice thought, I've heard of it too, but I haven't heard any flaws in it from the rumors...

At this time, a powerful man wearing a black mask in the doom tribe finally saw the key, and shouted: "Pay attention to the center of its eyebrows, there are life fireworks there, the third group of archers, the target is changed from the eyes to the center of the eyebrows! The first The group of archers moves to the eight o'clock position, ready for the second round of shooting!"

Beatrice looked at the man in the black mask, and finally felt a little comfort in her heart. He must be one of the leaders of the Doom Tribe, who is worse than herself. Only now did she see the flaw...

So, she couldn't help but glanced at Feng Qinglang again, and saw that Feng Qinglang's eyes were no longer on the battle situation, but more on observing the huge coffins at the end of the hall.

Several of the bows and arrows fired in succession hit the stone sculpture's eyebrows accurately, and the pale flames also drifted and swayed. The stone sculpture in the sky immediately shook accordingly, as if drunk at this moment, but it can always He recovered quickly and continued to harvest the humble lives in front of him.

The rumbling sound behind him was getting louder, which meant that the Holy Spirit was getting closer. The black-masked man roared angrily, "I don't have enough strength to destroy its fire of life. You trash, give me the bow and crossbow!"

Having found a critical flaw, the other three true martial stone sculpture soldiers were finally completely wiped out. The doom tribe's powers, who had freed up their hands again, joined forces to attack, shooting bows and arrows one after another at the eyebrows of the stone sculptures in the sky. There was even a The man with the gray mask flew up so fiercely that he ventured close, and nailed a black dagger coated with poison into the stone carving's forehead. He was almost chopped off by the stone carving himself. The frighteningly deep wound on his waist and the gushing blood also meant that this person's combat power would be greatly reduced in the future...

With the efforts of everyone in the Doom Tribe, the pale flame gradually dimmed, and it could be discerned that the volume was almost a circle smaller, and the movement of the sky stone carving became even slower.

However, the rumbling sound behind them became even louder. The aftermath from the ground seemed to shake people off the ground, and the skin on their faces trembled. Beatrice wondered, "If this is really Ye Di The tomb of the sky, it is unreasonable for it to be invaded by people like this and still not collapse..."

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "If it is really the tomb of that great man, there are already various protection mechanisms here... But only small groups like Holy Spirit and Doom believe that this is Ye Ditian's tomb."

Beatrice couldn't help but rolled her eyes. The Academy of the Holy Spirit and the Tribe of Doom are relatively well-known forces in the Stigmata Continent. How come Feng Qinglang has become a small group that seems to be unable to stand on the stage?

Feng Qinglang explained: "Ye Ditian is a generation of heroes who also left a name in the history of your stigmata. How could you allow so many dead creatures to appear in your tomb? Yes, yes, yes, you can say that there are mutations here. Yes, time has changed everything... Yes, even if this is the case, it shouldn't be guarded by this grade of goods, especially when it comes to the place where the coffin is hidden, there is only a stone puppet at the peak of the firmament, alas... ..."

Beatrice couldn't help laughing. The stone sculptures in the Sky Realm, which made everyone in the Misfortune Tribe burn their heads, looked very disgusted by Feng Qinglang. She said, "Then what do you think is going on here?"

Feng Qinglang pondered and said: "Some of the magic pattern puzzles here are indeed outstanding. If it is really related to Ye Ditian, it should be just his tomb experiment site..."

The so-called tomb test point is that there are always some big figures in history who attach great importance to the things behind them, so when they know that their time is approaching, they will make various layouts, and even make a few fake tombs. For the tomb test site, various professionals were invited to arrange the tomb, and then test the anti-theft coefficient of the tomb.

Feng Qinglang finally commented: "This may be one of Ye Ditian's earliest experimental sites, and there is a vague prototype of his real tomb. But in order to attract real tomb robbers, he should place some rewards at the end. It would be the best if there is a Holy Spirit formula in it.”

Beatrice sticks out her tongue. If such a great work is just a prototype, then how bold the peerless Xiongyeditian must have been...

At this time, the rumbling sound of brute force cracking came closer, Feng Qinglang listened carefully, and said slightly annoyed: "They also followed our path in the end, they are coming soon, this is a matter of choosing a position, it is not easy to fish in troubled waters... ..."

At the moment when the stone sculpture in the sky crashed to the ground, there was a loud wind behind him, and hundreds of people rushed towards them in such a mighty manner. The person at the head could easily impress people, as if he was just walking slowly, but he always walked ahead of everyone. In front of him was a man dressed in gray with a calm demeanor, blindfolded with a white cloth, obviously unable to see, but Feng Qinglang could clearly feel that he was staring at her.

In addition, the first few people also walked over quickly, and their eyes fell on the two of them, full of vigilance.

Fortunately, there was one person who came out from behind them, it was Tusan, and he shouted in surprise: "Sunny, it's great that you're fine!"

Then he looked at Beatrice and hurriedly added: "Beatrice, you're here too, that's great!"

Beatrice smiled and said, "No need to add, my heart is already hurt."

Hearing Qinglang's name, those powerful holy spirits immediately suppressed most of their vigilance, nodded slightly in greeting, and walked straight into the hall. Feng Qinglang followed from a distance, consciously classifying herself as a non-combatant again.

He looked at the sketch of the map in Tusan's hand, and it was obvious that he drew it urgently along with the route along the way, and he couldn't help but praise: "Tusan, you are really conscientious!"

Tusang blushed, and said, "That's all I can do..."

The sound of footsteps rumbled again behind him, and the second wave of the Holy Spirit arrived. This time there were more than 200 people, and the number of people became even.

The man in the black mask couldn't help snorting, and said with a sneer, "Shen Qianyue, why don't you take good care of your wounds, why run out, and don't worry about the outbreak of your injuries, will you fall from the Sky Realm to the Real Martial Realm?"

The Holy Spirit, who was blindfolded with a white cloth, smiled peacefully and replied: "The Holy Spirit has a catastrophe, how can I worry about myself?"

The black-masked man said: "Hmph, you've come out, so Ling Qiancheng must have arrived too?" His eyes searched the crowd, but he didn't find the corresponding aura. When they fell on Feng Qinglang and Beatrice, they were still After a short stop, he must have noticed someone in the passage early, but he could only clearly recognize Beatrice, and the other person's breath was faintly hidden, and he was not sure if it really existed. Could it be this fat man with glasses?

Shen Qianyue smiled and said: "Your Excellency seems to be very familiar with us, is it an old friend? You might as well take off your mask and see us!"

The black-masked man refused: "Once our Doom Tribe becomes a core member, we can only show people with masks when we act! Whether you are an old person or not, it probably won't affect your decision." When he said this, he made a signal gesture, the Doom Tribe Everyone began to retreat slowly towards the position of the nine ancient coffins. He walked a little slower and stood alone at the front.

Shen Qianyue didn't stop him, but led the Holy Spirit people slowly approaching. Seeing that many of them were wearing masks, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Many of your core members must be our Holy Spirit people, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many people were slightly suffocated.