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Inside the Dayuehuangling.

With Xuanyuan Jinghong's warning, the monks were saved from the risk of being turned into literal vegetables.

They couldn't help but cast a grateful look at the little princess of the Corona Dynasty.

All of this was seen by Xuanyuan Hongji, who was standing by, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.

Although the two of them thought of each other as siblings, there were many factions in the royal family. He and Xuanyuan Jinghong were not only half-siblings, but also belonged to different factions.

That's why they came to the town one after the other, not together.

Under normal circumstances, such a big event as the Dayuehuangling would not be the turn of the two juniors to lead the team. This seemed to be training the young people, but in fact it was because a huge event was happening in the Corona Dynasty.

The big figures of various factions were busy, so they came.

Even Xuanyuan Hongji's mission on this trip was to keep her good sister forever in this dark imperial mausoleum.

"Prince! The princess has gone far away. Should we follow her?"

A slightly sharp male voice came into his ears, pulling Xuanyuan Hongji's thoughts back. He waved his hand, "Let's go! Follow her."

His current team is luxurious. Not only does it have the elite troops of the Corona Dynasty - the Crown Guard, but also Yan Hao and Meng Fei have joined.

The Crown Guard is a direct royal force of the Corona Dynasty. Every cultivator in it has been carefully selected. Not only does it have the strength of one against a hundred, but the realm must be above the eighth level of the Return to One Realm.

There is no need to introduce Yan Hao and Meng Fei too much. One is the second young master of the Yanwang Mansion, and the other is the god of war who guards the northern region of Zhongzhou.

The two chose to follow him instead of his sister Xuanyuan Jinghong, which was tantamount to choosing his faction, which could be considered a kind of team.

Yan Hao and Meng Fei followed the team in a low-key manner.

Yan Hao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surrounding environment at all times, trying to find possible hidden traps.

Meng Fei held a heavy sword, ready to go, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

As the monks went deeper, the dreamlike beauty around them was removed like a woman's shroud, revealing its original gloomy and gray appearance.

What Xuanyuan Hongji didn't expect was that they had been following Xuanyuan Jinghong's troops, but strangely they had lost them.

It was as if more than a hundred people had disappeared out of thin air.

"What's going on?"

The captain of the Crown Guard swallowed his saliva and looked at Xuanyuan Jinghong, who was protected by three layers of inner and outer layers in the center. "Your Highness, we..."

"Keep going, is there any need to ask? What if they disappeared?"

The soldiers of the Crown Guard, Meng Fei and Yan Hao were all very alert.

Before, someone led the way, even if they encountered danger, at least they had a buffer time.

But now it's different.

UntilIn front of the bronze door, they did not encounter any danger.

This made the people who were shocked by the show of power a little uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and push the door open!"

Xuanyuan Hongji ordered.

Squeak!

As a dull sound came out, it seemed to open a forgotten and dusty history.

As the bronze door slowly opened, a stale and deep breath came to the face, as if even the air condensed into the memory of the years.

Xuanyuan Hongji stepped into the tomb, and the scene in front of her instantly came into her eyes.

The dim firelight illuminated a spacious space, and in the center was a huge bronze coffin, with mottled patterns on it exuding an ancient and solemn charm.

"Look, over there!" Yan Hao's low voice sounded, pointing his finger at the coffin, and his eyes were hot.

Xuanyuan Hongji nodded slightly, with an ambitious gleam across her brows.

He walked steadily towards the bronze coffin, and every step he took on the ground caused a slight echo, which was particularly harsh in this deadly tomb.

The members of the Crown Guard followed closely, and Meng Fei stood a little further away, looking around vigilantly, with the long sword in his hand quietly spinning in his palm.

"Be careful, Your Highness." Yan Hao stepped forward, and pressed his broad palm on the cold coffin, feeling that it seemed to contain some powerful power fluctuations.

Xuanyuan Hongji did not respond, but stretched out his hand directly, ready to open the lid of the coffin.

As his hand touched the bronze surface, the atmosphere in the entire tomb suddenly tensed, as if everything was holding its breath and waiting for this moment.

With a "click", the coffin lid was carefully pushed open.

A faint but dazzling red light shot out from the coffin, filling the entire space in an instant.

A sword inlaid with scarlet gems lay quietly on the velvet brocade, with a strange red light flowing on the sword body, breathing and beating like a living thing.

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A greedy look flashed in Xuanyuan Hongji's eyes, her heartbeat accelerated, and her arm reached out to the sword.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the hilt, the scarlet light suddenly surged, like a red snake spitting out its tongue, instantly entangled all the monks present.

"Ah——!"

A member of the Crown Guard suddenly screamed in pain, his body stiffly fixed in place, unable to move.

Meng Fei and Yan Hao felt the strange power from the sword at the same time, and they all used their spiritual power to fight against it, but the power was so strong that it was suffocating.

"Your Highness, don't touch that sword!"

Yan Hao's face turned pale and he shouted.

.. ......... .......

Xuanyuan Hongji's face flickered in the red light, her eyes full of astonishment and struggle: "What's going on?!"

Meng Fei gritted his teeth and raised the heavy sword in his hand, trying to break the restraints with the sword's power.He shouted angrily: "Sneaky ghosts, get out of here!"

As Meng Fei swung his sword vigorously, the sword energy soared into the sky and collided violently with the scarlet light. The light and shadow in the tomb were intertwined, and the deafening collision sound shocked people.

Bang!

Meng Fei's body was like a kite with a broken string, and was bounced out. Even the giant sword he used was covered with cracks!

Under the cover of the scarlet light of the sword, Xuanyuan Hongji's body was like being bound by invisible iron chains. His hand was only an inch away from the sword, but he could not go any further.

The sword seemed to have self-awareness. The light it emitted became more and more blazing, like blood surging, trying to absorb his soul.

Xuanyuan Hongji's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

The fear in his eyes was about to overflow.

"No, I don't want to die yet. I haven't become the king of the Corona Dynasty yet. I..."

Before he finished speaking, scarlet light gushed out of his mouth.

Swish!

A numbing sound of sharpening a knife was heard, and the scarlet sword was actually held in Xuanyuan Hongji's hand.

Countless blood threads extended from the scarlet gem on it, firmly binding the hilt to Xuanyuan Hongji's hand.

"Blood... I want blood!"

A low roar came from Xuanyuan Hongji's mouth, and his eyes looked at Meng Fei and others with scarlet eyes... Knife.