No longer illusory.

But it is extremely solid!

The nine dragons merge into one and become the ancestral dragon!

At this moment, all the people in Daxia felt a vibration in their blood, which was admiration from the heart!

"boom!"

In the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, golden light emerged. Countless tourists looked at the terracotta warriors and horses under the surge of golden light and under the circling golden dragons. They actually faded away from the thousands of years of wind and sand and turned into armored warriors with hard eyes.

On the rusty weapon in his hand, countless pieces of rust fell, and it actually reflected the luster under the golden light!

Each of the war horse clay figurines seemed to have come to life. They neighed and shook off the mud, revealing their oily hair. The withered bones of the war horses slowly stood up. The mud and sand on the ground covered them, and they turned into flesh and blood again, turning into oil.

Measure the hair.

Countless pieces of ground that had not been dug suddenly collapsed, and the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses were arrayed in square pits, with war horses neighing!

Suddenly a tourist lost his voice and said: "Look at the bottom of the pit!"

Under the illumination of the golden light, the wall of the square pit at the end began to surge, and the yellow sand that had been silent for thousands of years flowed down all around. An unexcavated bronze door slowly emerged, with nine dragons circling carved on it, and various figures.

The country bows its head, there are mountains and rivers of Daxia!

"Roar!"

The huge golden dragon suddenly roared and rushed into the bronze door!

No one knows what happened inside.

suddenly.

"Squeak~"

The ancient and heavy bronze door slowly opened with a dry friction sound.

Behind the bronze door, the golden light shines brightly.

In the golden light, there is a dragon chair.

A man wearing a crown and a black and purple dragon robe inlaid with gold nine dragons sat quietly on it, with one hand on the armrest of the dragon chair and the other supporting his slightly drooped head, as if he had been dozing for a thousand years.

It was only then that Mr. Jin trembled and finished what he had just left unfinished: "The First Emperor."

On the Internet, the netizen who spoke before also slowly typed the next line.
Chapter completed!