"The identity of the seven generations of monarchs? You are not..."

Oh no!

It's time to reveal the stuff!

Ye Mingyu suddenly laughed loudly and interrupted:

"Haha, have you ever heard of a spell that fell from the sky?"

The tomb-keeper was stunned, "Forgive me for being stupid, I have never heard of it."

"It's normal that I haven't heard of it. This spell is mysterious and difficult for ordinary people to learn. I call it the Great Dizziness Technique, let's look at my palm."

Ye Mingyu stretched out his hand, and the tomb-stricken master walked forward curiously.

Good time, look at the trick!

Tonsill emblems emerge.

Cell strengthens, start again!

A body of brute force filled the muscles and bones. The tombstor seemed to be howling in his ears, but he saw the "saint" wig falling, and he was shocked:

"you......"

Spells descend from the sky.

Ye Mingyu hit the head of the tomb-shoulder with a big hand that broke the sky and earth, and the sound of an iron tool hitting the tomb-shoulder.

"Zombies?"

Ye Mingyu recognized the identity of the tomb-keeper.

Unless ordinary humans are strong people who practice physical movements, they cannot withstand the power of the big hand sword.

This guy is the dead.

The Saint really conspired with the alien race!

Fighting is not a turn-based system, and Ye Mingyu did not give him a chance to make moves. A creature like zombies is good at melee combat.

A seven hundred and twenty degrees backflip avoided the attack, the magic book badge switched, and he turned his hand back to weaken it and bullied it again.

Serial Physical Dizziness!

Finished, finish work.

The zombie fell to the ground with a thud.

I didn't feel dizzy, I was just beaten and killed.

Ye Mingyu was about to make further moves when the zombie turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted away in a trance.

"Is it a clone or something? It's really cautious."

It's getting more and more confusing.

The stolen artifact, the replacement of the undead monarch, the forbidden curse that sealed the imperial capital, the saint suspected of colluding with the enemy, the assassinator and mysterious man in the imperial capital...

Ye Mingyu was in the temple and the wind blew into the house.

Suddenly I felt cold in my heart, and cold sweat came out, as if falling into the secluded sea.

He had a bold idea:
Chapter completed!