Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

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Chapter 42 Purple Gold Coffin and Peeping Behind the Seven-Star Cave

Wait until it loses its breath,

General Zhenling's tall corpse was just like the six-winged centipede before.

It quickly became withered and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a blink of an eye.

All that was left was a pile of bones.

Chen Zhao ignored it.

Just look intently into the depths of the cave.

This tunnel is also dark, dark and winding.

Originally, he planned to leave first.

But right now, this place seems to have a lot of history.

"Could this place lead to the real underground palace?"

Chen Zhao frowned slightly and murmured.

Except for the underground palace.

He couldn't think of the second possibility.

After all, it is by no means simple to allow it to stand guard for hundreds of years again.

just.

If I remember correctly.

After suppressing the Miao rebellion that year.

In order to suppress their luck, after the death of the Miao general, they did the opposite and built the underground palace not under Pingshan Mountain, but on the top of the mountain.

Forget it.

I pondered for a moment.

Chen Zhao really couldn't understand.

Just shake your head and stop thinking about it.

He has always been decisive. Rather than doubting himself here, it would be better to go in and find out.

Follow the tunnel all the way forward.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour.

Looking at the rocks piled up in front of him, he couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness on his face.

Pingshan ground gas exploded.

And it has experienced several earthquakes.

The first rift that came down was the result of the cliff collapse.

The same should be true here.

Look up.

As expected, there are still numerous signs of collapse on the cliff above our heads.

"It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow."

He was interested in going deeper.

It's a pity that he couldn't move these rocks by himself even for three days and three nights.

Each piece weighs at least several hundred to thousands of kilograms.

but.

Stepping on the rock wall, Chen Zhao jumped and landed on a rock.

Through the gaps between rock formations.

Glancing from a distance.

I saw very deep in the tunnel, brightly lit.

It turned out to be a huge palace.

By the flickering candlelight.

He could still vaguely see it.

There is a lacquered nanmu coffin with golden wire lying across the underground palace.

Not to mention nearly ten feet long.

How tall is one person.

Painted with gold and painted colors, it is astonishingly luxurious.

"This……"

Even Chen Zhao didn't expect it.

This tunnel actually leads to the real underground palace.

And inside that purple gold coffin, I think it was the general of the Yuan Dynasty.

just.

Now he looked intently.

The tight fit of the coffin lid was not at all like what was rumored in the nearby Miao village.

The Corpse King will leave the underground palace every moonlit night.

Kill people and swallow blood.

What the hell is going on here?

"Ok?"

I'm in a daze.

Chen Zhao suddenly felt a strong throbbing feeling in his heart.

It felt like... something was spying on him secretly.

He subconsciously looked up.

I saw countless holes on the wall of the purple gold coffin, forming the shape of the Big Dipper.

Just behind the Seven Star Cave.

He seemed to see a pair of extremely cold eyes.

Just look at each other.

It made him feel a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Corpse King!"

Chen Zhao's face darkened.

He looked away sharply.

This was the first time since he entered Pingshan that he had felt such a great sense of oppression.

Worthy of being the corpse king!

Chen Zhao didn't stop, quickly turned around and exited along the way he came.

Judging from the invisible contest just now.

He alone.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill it.

But if Partridge Whistle joins forces, it's definitely not a problem.

After all, Kuixing of the Mountain-Moving Sect is kicking.

But it is specially used to deal with rigor mortis.

Think of this.

Chen Zhao didn't hesitate at all. He climbed down from the medicine wall, passed through the tunnel, climbed the mountain ladder, passed the Danjing, and jumped onto the stone bridge.

In Pingshan at this moment.

Except for the glazed lamp specially left by the Xiling group of thieves for lighting.

It was almost completely moved.

Even the pearls and jade embedded in the beams and pillars of several Taoist palaces were seized and taken away.

See this situation.

Chen Zhao couldn't help but shake his head.

When Xiling works, he never cares about ghosts and gods.

back.

He seemed to remember something again.

Look up to the top of the cave.

Although it was pitch dark there, Chen Zhao could still detect an aura that was connected to his own mind.

Angry Chicken!