Super Great Fortune Teller

"There are no signs of fighting at the door, and the soil layer doesn't seem to be renovated. The most important thing is Don't you see the footprints at the door? "

At this time, the people looked underground.

A little flustered footprints are disordered, and they have disappeared by the time they arrive at the stone gate.

"Someone went ahead of us. The footprints are still fresh." Wang Qian said.

The second dream also found this.

Wang Qian nodded and said, "if you guess well, it should be elder Zhao Hualong and those low-level friars."

"They even penetrated the wind array?"

All the people present showed disbelief.

However, there may be only one explanation.

Wang Qian took a deep breath and pushed the stone gate hard.

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There was a terrible sound from the stone gate.

At the moment when the stone door was opened, everyone felt a faint fragrance coming out of the door.

"It's really a fairy tomb..."

All of us are short of breath.

Even the steady and dignified second dream couldn't help trotting forward.

Wang Qian went in first. He had just stepped on the first brick when he stopped there.

When Wang Qian stopped, everyone else stopped.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Ping looks at Wang Qian nervously.

He knew that Wang Dahuang looked rude, but in fact he was a very good judge of the situation. He must have stopped there for a reason.

Other people are all very nervous looking at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian turned slowly and said, "here. There is no secret way of any mechanism? "

"There's no mystery? It's strange... "

"What?"

On hearing Wang Qian's words, Jiang Ping's nose was almost flat. Just now, he thought that Wang Qian had encountered some array. He was so scared that he didn't dare to step forward.

At this time, I heard Wang Qian's words and knew that I was fooled by Wang Qian.

"Boy! You

"Elder Jiang Ping, don't be angry. The overall situation is important." At this time, chen fan behind Jiang Ping patted Jiang Ping on the shoulder.

He was also angry with Wang Qian.

He was beaten violently by Wang Qian. Although he recovered at this time, he didn't find Wang Qian for revenge at the first time.

These elders have an ambiguous attitude towards Wang Jian, and he can only bear it for a while.

Jiang Ping took a deep breath and then walked into the gate.

And then second dream and cui'er.

When cui'er passes by Wang Qian, she stares at him.

When the last person came in, the torches on the walls on both sides of the corridor behind the stone gate were blazing.

It seems that someone is welcoming them.

Light up the moment, all the hearts of a bad feeling.

"How could the owner of the tomb really welcome us?"

"This Isn't there a trap in the fairy tomb? "

The second dream took out a small jade card for the first time, with dense defensive array depicted above.

As long as the second dream inputs the aura, it will hold up the defense and can resist the attack below the elder.

Others are also defensive.

Only Wang Qian was very relaxed. He had seen this secret passage with the eyes of ancient gods and demons. There was no danger at all.

Wang Qian took a few steps forward, and murals began to appear on both sides of the secret road.

Under the floor tiles, also appeared strange changes, each tile seems to have become transparent up, the figure of the people set off on the floor tiles.

"This..."

Jiang Ping, chen fan and more than a dozen elders were all in a daze.

"There are mirrors here?"

Wang Qian. Look at yourself in the mirror.

After a simple camouflage, Wang Qian and before the appearance of some differences, however, is still the kind of damned handsome.

"The content of this mural is a little strange..."

Wang Qian walked in the front and suddenly stopped to look at the mural.

Someone stopped behind him.

The second dream looks at the contents of the mural.

In the murals.

Many people in black robes are kneeling in the same direction.

People in black robes, endless.

Wang Qian walked through this section of mural, which is more than ten thousand.

"I'll go. Who painted this mural? Isn't he tired of being crooked? "

"How do I feel that the people in the mural have life?"

"Yes! I feel the same way

Someone said.

At the same time, it's the same picture on the right side of the wall.As the wall is 10 meters high, the figure of the black robed man in each mural is similar to that of the others.

This scene is somewhat strange.

After Wang Qian walked a hundred meters forward again, he was surprised there.

Other people don't say a word. Wang Qian feels that there are some differences. It's reasonable to say that these old things should be appraised at this time. How can they stop talking?

Wang Qian's figure stopped, unconsciously, the second dream hit Wang Qian's body.

"Well? What are you doing? " The second dream doubts a way.

Wang Qian looked back at the second dream.

"Second dream, have you found that we seem to have forgotten something?"

The second dream heard Wang Qian's words and said: "what have you forgotten? I'm going

Wang Qian went on.

These black robed people seem endless.

There was a surge of anger in Wang Qian's heart. I'd like to see who they worshiped?

The second dream saw Wang Qian that pair of stubborn appearance, laughed to follow.

Wang Qian always felt that something was wrong.

Just as Wang Qian turned around, an aura flashed by.

Wang Qian was a bit of a muddle headed man, but he became clear in a flash.

He turned quickly.

At this time, even the second dream disappeared.

Just now, he didn't remember that there were other people in the corridor.

"All Disappeared? "

For a moment, Wang Qian felt goose bumps on his body, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

Can you cheat his spirit without any sound, can you make everyone disappear without any sound?

What kind of means is this?

Those are the elders

Now, Wang Qian doesn't feel the fluctuation of the array.

"It's weird..."

Wang Qian looked at the mural, and the black robed people who were lying there seemed to be alive.

The men in black walked forward.

The world in the mural is silent.

Wang Qian unconsciously found that his side had been full of those black robed people.

Every black robed man has piety in his eyes.

Wang Qian raised his eyes and looked at the black robed people in front of him and behind him.

Everyone's goal is an altar not far away.

It's an eight trigrams shaped altar. There's a dim figure sitting on the top of the altar. The figure sprinkles a piece of starlight at will, and those people in black robes disappear after they come into contact with the starlight.

Wang Qian's mind was shocked. He wanted to turn his spirit power around and strike the figure on the altar, but he found that his spirit power had disappeared.

He was like an ordinary mole ant, pushed by the crowd, and walked in that direction involuntarily.

"How could it be?"

Wang Qian was shocked.