Chapter 1490 Entering the Tomb
“Let’s go!” Liu Jun drew out the Underworld Sword, used all his strength, aimed at the boulder and threw it.
Just hearing a loud "bang", a huge cave appeared on the cliff.
"Oh, reverse thinking, that's awesome." Liu Jun couldn't help but admired when he saw the appearance of the cave.
If normal people knew that a big shot was buried here, they would definitely put their energy behind the waterfall or under the pool, and then they would definitely find nothing.
If it weren't for the treasure-hunting bugs, Liu Jun and the others might not be able to find this place if they search here for a year.
“Let’s go in,” the great monk said.
"Well, big brother, we brothers and sisters will wait for you outside. We don't know what it's like inside. It would be bad if we are delayed," Inuyasha said very wisely.
With Liu Jun and the great monk, these two top masters, not to mention holding back, it doesn't matter even if the pants are pulled off, but this is the tomb of one's ancestors, and there must be something precious inside. It's really not good for them to go in.
"Okay, then you stay here and wait for us to come out." Liu Jun did not force himself and flew into the cave.
He was already carrying Wang Tiezhu on his back, but if he brought the two brothers with him, he would have a brother on his left, a sister on his right, and Lao Wang on his back, as if he was fleeing.
"Amitabha, two benefactors, this is the golden bowl of the poor monk. When you are in danger, you only need to pat it three times to protect the two of you." The great monk took out the golden bowl and handed it over.
Inuyasha was stunned for a moment, then he took the golden bowl, bent down and saluted, with a respectful face, "Thank you, Master"
"Amitabha" the great monk pronounced the Buddha's name again, and disappeared in the next second.
"Brother, will the master and the master be in any danger?" Inu Yehui asked worriedly.
InuYasha shook his head, "With the strength of these two, there is probably no place in the Pangu Mountains where they can be in danger."
One resisted the top-level thunder but was unscathed, and the other chanted sutras and destroyed millions of corpse monsters. , this terrifying power is unheard of, even the top master in Demon Emperor City does not have this strength.
The cave kept tilting downward, and Liu Jun walked down the cave. After walking for about a stick of incense, the scene was different.
What appeared in front of Liu Jun was a pool of clear water. There were a few lotus leaves in the clear water, and a few fish swimming around in the water. Above the clear water pool, there was still a little mist, a bit Poetic meaning.
However, Liu Jun became vigilant. As the saying goes, there must be monsters when something goes wrong. The surroundings are filled with corpse energy. Doesn't it look out of place in such a place?
"Amitabha" the great monk followed, raised his hand and threw out a rosary.
"Bang"
The beautiful scenery just disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a huge copper door. The sculpture on the copper door was exactly the scene Liu Jun saw just now.
"What kind of illusion is this? It's so powerful." Liu Jun frowned slightly.
Although his celestial eye is not as good as Sun Wukong's blazing eye, it is not much different. Why didn't he see it just now?
"Donor, are you wondering why you didn't see it with your heavenly eyes?" the great monk asked.
Liu Jun glanced at the great monk and said nothing.
The great monk smiled slightly, "Donor, have you ever heard of time records?"
Liu Jun was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and touched the soil on the ground, with a look of understanding in his eyes. Sure enough, , it is cinnabar, and it is the best cinnabar.
Because cinnabar contains iron tetroxide, this stuff was used in tape recorders before, so it goes without saying what function it has.
Should I say it or not, this old Wang's ancestors were quite scientific. Others used illusions, but this old guy used science, which can be regarded as a different approach.
"Is this the place?" Liu Jun walked to the bronze door, stretched out his hand and pushed it open, and a strong pressure suddenly came out.
“So strong” Liu Jun couldn’t help but say.
He is very familiar with this kind of pressure. Brother Dog, Big Brother Qilin, and Old Dragon King all have this kind of pressure.
Liu Jun immediately became serious. For a boss of this level, coercion and strength are equal. What if he goes in rashly and is slapped to death if the person is still alive.
"Amitabha, donor, push away together with the poor monk," the great monk said.
Liu Jun hesitated and looked at Wang Tiezhu behind him. If Lao Wang's ancestor was still alive inside, for Lao Wang's sake, he shouldn't do anything to him, right?
"Squeak"
The heavy copper door made a squeaking sound. The moment he opened the door, an even stronger pressure rushed towards him, and Liu Jun almost lost his breath.
Behind the bronze gate is a square in the shape of eight trigrams. In each position, there is a statue about three meters tall.
The moment Liu Jun and the others entered here, the stones on the statue began to fall off, revealing the copper-colored armor and sharp weapons inside.
“Kill!” A bronze armored soldier closest to Liu Jun, holding a long halberd, hit Liu Jun hard.
“Damn it, you’re so unfriendly.” Liu Jun dodged hurriedly, intending to resist, but he was afraid of damaging these bronze warriors. If Lao Wang's ancestor is still alive and conscious, and his tomb-guarding mechanism is beaten to pieces, it would be strange not to be angry.
"Crack, click, click" the gossip on the ground started to move, and more and more bronze warriors joined the battle.
Every Bronze Armored Soldier has tyrannical power. With so many Bronze Armored Soldiers cooperating, Liu Jun could only retreat continuously, looking quite embarrassed.
"Monk, are you going to cheer me up from the side? Why don't you help me quickly?" Liu Jun saw the motionless monk from the corner of his eye and shouted hurriedly.
"Amitabha, donor, these bronze armored warriors have no strength at all, but no sanity at all. You only need to break this Bagua formation, and there is nothing they can do to you," the great monk said calmly.
"I don't know how to break the formation? The problem is, how can I have time now?" Liu Jun scolded.
He is now surrounded and beaten by more than twenty bronze warriors. Let alone breaking the formation, he is considered powerful unless he is broken.
The great monk "Namo Amitabha" once again sat cross-legged and recited Buddhist sutras.
In an instant, the Buddha's light filled the entire space, and the bronze armored warriors roared and slowed down.
"Who bothered me?" A cold and majestic voice sounded.
The next second, a violent force swept over and slapped Liu Jun hard.
"Dear me, the great monk is reciting sutras, why are you shooting me!" Liu Jun's eyes widened and he hurriedly used all his strength to defend himself.
"Bang"
After the confrontation between the two huge forces, there was no stalemate. Liu Jun was shot away like a ping pong ball, hit the wall and slid to the ground.
Although Lao Wang was padding his back, he still felt pain. This old guy was so cruel.
"Ahem, even if you want to kill me, you can't kill your own descendants as well." Liu Jun looked up at a huge purple coffin in the middle.
The devastating power just now came from this coffin.
"My descendants?"
The cold voice sounded again, but the tone was full of doubts.
“Are you the Cold-winged Golden Cicada?” Liu Jun asked.
No sound came from the coffin, but the irritable bronze warriors all stopped and stood motionless.
There was a loud "bang" and the coffin lid flew out.
Liu Jun blinked and patted Wang Tiezhu's arm, "Old Wang, wake up, your ancestor's coffin board can't be covered anymore."
The next second, a middle-aged man with a stern face and gorgeous clothes appeared. Appearing in front of Liu Jun, he looked directly past Liu Jun and towards Wang Tiezhu.
"My blood is indeed there, but it is not pure enough. It seems to be mixed with the blood of other demon clans." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the fact that his descendant is a mixed blood.
"You can't blame him. Your offspring are basically a single generation, with boys and girls. Even if you want to have a pure-blooded child, the conditions don't allow it," Liu Jun explained.
The middle-aged man looked at Liu Jun, his brows furrowed even more, "You seem to have a lot of ancient aura about you, Dragon King, what does this have to do with you?"
Liu Jun thought for a while, "You can take a look at my heart."
As a top boss, naturally there is no need to dig out Liu Jun's heart, he can feel it by just putting his hand on it.
"His heart? Gave it to you? Are you a dragon?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked shocked.
He would not think that Liu Jun had robbed him. At the peak of the Dragon King, even he could not hold up half an incense stick. How could such a little guy win the Dragon King's heart?
"It's not the Dragon Clan, it's just the inheritance of the Dragon King," Liu Jun said with a sigh.
He still remembers his promise to the Dragon King that if the Dragon Clan suffered disaster, he would definitely preserve the Dragon Clan's bloodline.
"Then you are considered half a dragon. Protect this heart." The middle-aged man's voice was much softer. He believed in the Dragon King's vision. The little guy in front of him must not be an evil person.
After saying that, the middle-aged man fell silent, motionless, and seemed to be lost in memories
Liu Jun kept silent. No one else needed to say this, he would definitely protect him well. Yes, after all, he only has this heart.
"Well, do you want to save your descendants first?" After waiting for a while, he found that the middle-aged man had no intention of waking up, Liu Jun said quickly.
"Well, now is the time for you young people." The middle-aged man answered the question inappropriately. His words were somewhat desolate. His voice became weaker and weaker, and his figure became more and more transparent. Finally, he completely disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
(End of this chapter)