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Chapter 0270 Battle Holy Palace First Strange Insect(1/2)

Ling Su looked like she saw a ghost, and she had fairy eyes on her body, but before, she found nothing.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyao stood in front of the entrance of the cave, looked for a while, and tapped his palm.

After half a cup of tea, the formation above was broken.

"If my wife is here, there will be no need to be so troublesome."

Chen Xiaoyao said, jumping out of the cave.

"Wait for me!"

Ling Su stomped her feet and followed.

The dark corridor is extremely small and can only accommodate one person.

Ling Su followed behind and couldn't help asking, "You haven't told me what your identity is, and where the breath in your body comes from."

"Haha, want to know? Then tell me first, why do you want to hide your cultivation? Yunlu Xianju is so powerful, but he wants to lie dormant in the big fight. Why do you want to?"

But Chen Xiaoyao asked back.

"Do you know I'm hiding my cultivation?"

But Lingsu was shocked.

She is the great master of Dharma images.

Yunlu Xianju's disguise technique comes from the Immortal Sect. Even if Li Taixuan, the current leader of the Great Kill, could not see his cultivation level when he saw him.

But Chen Xiaoyao actually saw through her?

How could this not make Ling Su feel scared?

"Hehe, of course, you are naked in my eyes!"

Chen Xiaoyao sneered.

In fact, he could only see that Lingsu had hidden his cultivation, but he could not see clearly how much his true cultivation reached.

After all, the level of cultivation between the two is much different.

"Bang!"

Ling Su hammered Chen Xiaoyao with a pink fist behind him.

"I understand. You are the one who was peeking at my Yunlu Xianju in the direction of Heifeng Mountain. Your eyes are divine eyes!"

After learning some secrets of Chen Xiaoyao, Lingsu was still a little proud.

"You said yes, just say yes, what do you want to do?"

Chen Xiaoyao shrugged.

"Secret, a huge secret."

"Anyway, this secret concerns all the creatures on this continent. I can't say it now. Then you will know."

Chen Xiaoyao said nothing, and of course Ling Su would not tell him everything.

"Haha, mysterious."

"etc!"

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoyao in the darkness ahead suddenly stopped.

Ling Su bumped into her behind her, and the feeling was as soft as a sponge.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ling Su was ashamed and angry.

"It's over!"

Chen Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and opened the divine eyes to break the formation. This time, it took more time, and half an hour before the roar of the stone gate sounded.

A faint light shone over.

The two of them walked into it and found that what appeared before them was an empty tomb.

The shape is quite large, with a radius of five thousand feet.

In the tomb, there are chariots and horses of bronze texture everywhere.

It's like an underground legion.

Chen Xiaoyao and Ling Su walked slowly towards the center of the tomb, and their divine eyes opened at the same time, and in the dark, there was a dazzling light.

"Nine Dings Fight the Holy Palace Guard Armor."

Chen Xiaoyao stopped on a bronze chariot and looked at the inscription on it.

"Can you understand ancient Chinese?"

Lingsu frowned.

"Natural." Chen Xiaoyao nodded. He didn't know what ancient Chinese is, but the system could recognize any text.

"Take you, do you know what this is meant by writing?"

Chen Xiaoyao with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely.

"Hmph, I can't help but say that these chariots are owned by the army of the War Holy Palace. Judging from the shape of this tomb, it should be a tomb of the princes in the kingly realm."

"The Battle of the Holy Palace is an ancient force. It was built on Jiuding Mountain, and there were powerful people in the holy realm who were in charge."

Ling Su said proudly.

"Oh, thank you for your advice."

Chen Xiaoyao nodded.

The gains were quite good this time, which allowed him to know the origin of Jiuding Mountain, and what was the so-called War Saint Palace.

"you do not know?"

But Ling Su frowned, looking like she was about to run away.

"have no idea."

"You don't know if you're still taking the test for me?" Ling Su was crazy and kicked Chen Xiaoyao's butt.

"Beware!"

But the next moment, Chen Xiaoyao bullied himself and hugged Ling Su in his arms.

"You molest me!"

Ling Su is ashamed and angry, and she is about to struggle.

But at this time, the entire tomb began to shake, and the sculptures of generals on the bronze chariot seemed to come alive, with faint green light in their eyes, holding the weapons in their hands and rushing up.

There are thousands of them!

Moreover, the breath is so powerful that it is not even below the late stage of Piquan!

"puppet!?"

Ling Su was shocked, but Chen Xiaoyao didn't care about any puppets or puppets. He waved the dragon-falking sword in his hand and swept out a thunder and collapsed.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

But a series of sparks burst out and the bronze puppets shattered. But after a few breaths, they merged again and continued to fight!

"Um!?"

This made Chen Xiaoyao unexpected.

These ancient puppets are very evil and seem to be unable to deal with them using ordinary methods.

He also has the Nightmare Demon Pearl and Holy Will in his hand.

But it seems useless to face these broken copper and iron.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, Lingsu in Chen Xiaoyao's arms broke free.

He stood in front of Shen Xiaoyao, his eyes closed, but his momentum seemed to have been untied and his seal was rising step by step.

Finally, he stopped at the peak of the Feitian Realm, then suddenly opened his golden fairy eyes, and floated in front of his big spear in his hand.

"Heavenly Technique, Cloud Halberd, Crush!"

As Ling Su opened her hands, the spear in front of her instantly split into hundreds of clouds and mist shadows, and then burst out like arrows.

Bang bang bang!

How powerful is the heavenly level skill plus the Feitian Realm cultivation level!?

Wherever the phantom of the spear passed, the bronze puppets instantly exploded into powder, and there was no chance to regroup.

After more than twenty breaths, the phantom of the spear disappeared and the entire tomb chamber calmed down.

Ling Su turned around, looked at the dull Chen Xiaoyao, and then smiled and said, "Why, I'm scared?"
To be continued...
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