Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 357 The Secret of the Imperial Tomb ([-])
"Father never told me that there is a cave of thousands of ghosts under the imperial mausoleum." Nangong Yun frowned, and looked up at the deep darkness above, which was endless.

"Let's find a way to get out first." Long Qingyue supported him, and the Nine Nether Fires formed a ring of fire, surrounding the two of them, while the fire feathers opened the way ahead, spewing out flames, scaring the ghosts and ghosts to shriek.

After walking forward for a while, there were less and less ghosts and ghosts around him, until finally only Long Qingyue and Nangong Yun were left, plus Huo Yu, two people and one beast.

The sound of water waves could be faintly heard in front of him, with a hint of icy breath blowing along with the cool wind.

As soon as the flame shined, it was discovered that there was a pool of water in front of it.

The entire world was silent, only the sound of each other's breathing, and a depressing atmosphere permeated the entire space, invisible and shapeless, but it made people tremble, as if they were holding an ancient demon in the dark.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, like stepping on the sand.Looking back, Long Qingyue saw a slender red figure slowly walking out from the darkness. The evil and handsome face was like a poppy blooming in a dark prison, full of deadly temptation and poison.

"The third prince's fate is really great. I am surprised that he can still be so healthy after breaking an arm." Shen Ce said with a leisurely smile.

When Nangong Yun saw Shen Ce, his eyes turned red. He turned to look at his empty right arm, and gritted his teeth bitterly, "Shen Ce! I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward, Shen Ce waved his sleeve seemingly casually, and Nangong Yun's body immediately flew upside down and fell to Long Qingyue's feet.The usual Nangong Yun is not Shen Ce's opponent, let alone him who lost his arm due to serious injuries.

"For the sake of opening your eyes for me, I will spare your life." Shen Ce smiled evilly, as if he was in a very good mood.

Without saying a word, Long Qingyue directly summoned the Nine Nether Underworld Fires, pinched the formula with her fingers, and saw the White Ghost Flames transform into a white flying dragon in her hands, hovering in mid-air, roaring continuously.

The white fire dragon roared, and bit Shen Ce away.

Shen Ce's slender fingers flicked the hem of his shirt without panic, but a trace of surprise flashed in his narrow eyes, which disappeared in a flash.With a lift of his wrist, the crescent moon blade flashed, and he rushed towards the white fire dragon.

A knife and a dragon collided in mid-air, the fire dragon dissipated, white flames splashed everywhere, and the crescent knife flew back into Shen Ce's hand.

For the first time, the two launched a real strength duel, unreservedly broke out and collided.

Explosions sounded continuously in the darkness, the white flames and red spiritual power, the cold sword glow or sword light collided with countless bright fire lights, and the gorgeous light and shadow radiated everywhere, illuminating the entire darkness as bright as day.

"Aw!" Just as the two were fighting inseparably, suddenly a shocking roar sounded from the pool, as if dissatisfied with being disturbed by people, the ancient fierce beast slowly awakened from a dark sleep.

Long Qingyue and Shen Ce stopped their hands at the same time, turned their heads and saw a pair of red lanterns slowly emerging in the darkness, cold and strange.

Immediately afterwards, a huge head jumped out of the pool, hanging in front of the three of them like a hill.

When Long Qingyue and the others saw clearly what the big red lantern in front of them was, they couldn't help gasping. It wasn't a big red lantern at all, but a pair of red eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger!

(End of this chapter)