Wu Sheng family

Chapter 153 Entering the Imperial Mausoleum
"I don't know what kind of power these three people are from. With such a young master, the power behind them is not simple. Brother Ji, do you know?" Guan Moya asked.

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen them!" Ji Changyu replied.

"It seems that this time it really attracted a lot of mysterious forces!" Xue Ningshuang sighed.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and today is August and fifteenth.The people in the arena who were already extremely excited have become even more excited now.There is a depressive atmosphere in these places where people gather in the rivers and lakes. Everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm.

In the past few days, Guan Moya and the others were also secretly looking at some of the masters among so many people. Sure enough, they found a lot of prefecture-level masters, and even several prefecture-level peaks.It's just that they are very old, and they usually live in seclusion in secret places for meditation, and rarely show up in the arena, so that the arena has forgotten their existence.

Although these people deserve the attention of Guan Moya and the others, they are more concerned about Tong Yiqian and Hua Nujiao.But Tong Yiqian appeared in front of them at that time, and never showed up again afterward.And that Hua Nujiao didn't notice it, and didn't know if she came or not.Maybe it's coming, but I and others didn't notice it. With their strength, if they want to keep people from noticing, they really have no way to find out.

Although the strength of my own side is strong, the strength of others is also extraordinary, especially the three of Lu Zongyan.

The bright moon rose in the east, and the milky white moonlight poured down, and the valleys in the mountains were obviously extraordinarily bright under the radiance of the bright moon.As the bright moon gradually rose, the place in front of everyone, which was originally a huge mountain valley, began to become hazy, and slowly the phantoms began to dissipate.

Everyone has a map, so they naturally know that the entrance to the so-called Mausoleum of the First Emperor is in front of them.Seeing such a scene, everyone was convinced of the authenticity of the map in their hands. After all, the changes in front of them can also prove that the entrance is indeed correct.

Before all the fantasies ahead faded away, many people in the rivers and lakes couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward.At first everyone was tense, but now they saw someone rushing over, so those people in the rivers and lakes all rushed up.

Thanks to the map in their hands, there was no problem following the instructions on the map.However, due to the large number of people, mutual friction is indispensable.Quite a few of them were even squeezed out because of the crowd, they stepped on the wrong foot, and immediately fell into a hallucination.It's more about fighting each other, getting lost in the illusion.

Guan Moya and others didn't go crazy with those people, it's not like whoever is advanced can get it.Therefore, wait until the impulsive ones are almost done before they start.

"This phantom formation has basically failed!" Guan Moya stood at the entrance of the mausoleum, looking back at the maze behind him.

"Haha~~ Who would have expected that basically everyone has a copy of this map, but once inside, even if there is a map, if there is no corresponding strength, I am afraid it will be a waste of joy!" Ji Changyu said.

Everyone nodded and strode into the mausoleum.

Through the huge stone gate of the mausoleum, the passage inside is unusually wide.With so many people pouring in, there was no sense of crowding at all.Of course, there are also many people who have gone deep into the mausoleum.

Perhaps it was because everyone was busy trying to enter the depths of the mausoleum first. When Guan Moya and the others advanced, there were no signs of casualties along the way.However, there were still traces of fighting on the stone wall and the ground, and it seemed that everyone was restrained.

As they went deeper into the mausoleum, Guan Moya and the others frowned slightly.

"Attention everyone, there seems to be something wrong!" Guan Moya reminded.

The rest of the people also nodded one after another, and they all faintly felt this.I didn't feel much at first, but as I slowly deepened, I felt an invisible force around me squeezing me.This squeezing force came from all directions, making it difficult to take every step forward.

Of course, people don't feel anything about the current pressure.But everyone has more or less guessed what happened next.The further you go, the stronger the force.

Half an hour later, even Guan Moya and the others had no choice but to use their skills to withstand the immense pressure from the outside world.And behind them, many people in the rivers and lakes were already lying on the road, panting and trying to move forward.

Seeing these people, Guan Moya and the others knew that they might have no hope, after all, their strength was not enough to pass this level.

Although he and the others were stronger than them, Guan Moya was still a little worried looking at the endless tunnel.But remembering that there will be no heaven-level masters in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it stands to reason that with the strength of himself and others, there should be no problem.Perhaps Lu Zongli's juniors are still lacking in strength.

A few people just glanced slightly at those people in the arena who had exhausted their skills and had to quit, and ignored them, no one was to blame for their lack of strength.

Along the way, more and more people fell in the rivers and lakes. The pressure on Guan Moya and others finally affected their pace, especially Lu Zongli's juniors were pale and their legs trembled.

"Eldest brother, it seems that we can't keep up!"

Lu Zongli looked at the juniors and wanted to encourage them, but in his heart, he also knew the temperament of his juniors, and he would never admit defeat until the last few.Although it was because a few people didn't want to drag themselves down, it also showed that they had really reached their peak.

"Eldest brother, we are not strong enough, but please be sure to succeed!"

Lu Zongli nodded firmly, without saying anything, turned his head and continued towards the depths of the mausoleum.

After Guan Moya and the others nodded slightly to them, they continued to move forward.

It was another hour, and at this time, Lu Zongli, Duan Rufeng, and Wan Liuqing, who were prefecture-level mid-levels, couldn't take it anymore. The surrounding force seemed to suppress them, making them panting for a long time before they could take a step forward.

"It's almost here!" Guan Moya pointed to a glimmer of light ahead.

Hearing the words, several people raised their heads, and their aura suddenly rose a little bit. They are all here, how can they back down at the last moment.

So several people quickened their pace and rushed towards the bright light.

When Guan Moya and the others rushed out of the corridor and entered the bright light, they found themselves in a trance for a while. When they came back to their senses, they realized that they were already standing in a hall.

And there are quite a few people here, and it can be seen from the expressions on their faces that they are also a little confused.

(End of this chapter)