Not long after, a group of Marquises had already flown down the abyss. Mu Rujie stood by the cliff and pondered for a long time. After seeing nothing unusual, he also followed suit.

Other people see, no longer hesitant, even vaguely have the intention of fighting, their own means to the real tomb.

When Chen Fan landed on the ground, he saw the burial pit of the last Yong emperor of the great Yong Dynasty. In front of his eyes, all of them were figurines, horses and chariots.

It's so grand that you can't see the end of it.

Chen Fan noticed that all the figurines were of the same height as others, and their facial expressions were lifelike, almost the same as ordinary people, and even had bright colors on their bodies.

Holding the war is even more cold, shining in the dim light of the burial pit.

At this moment, all of you look at me, I look at you, in Mu Rujie's fierce eyes, a number of marquis are still walking in the front!

"Click!"

All of a sudden, I heard the sound of Suo floating in my ears, all of us seemed to be startled birds, all standing still.

"Click."

The sound continued to come, accompanied by bursts of falling gravel sound, in this quiet broad world spread far away!

"It's moving. The figurine is moving!"

In front of him, a monk exclaimed. Chen Fan's pupils shrank. At the same time, he noticed that a figurine beside him even raised his spear!

"The law of mercy!"

In the distance, the horses and chariots seemed to wake up at the same time, and the horses roared and began to collide.

Even the Marquis Wu, whose cultivation was a little lower in the front, was immediately smashed, and the whole person exploded directly!

This situation came too fast, and even did not give people much time to react. After someone died accidentally, more people wanted to fly into the air to avoid the collision of the chariot.

But after a try, despair finally appeared on his face.

No flying here!

In and out!

"Ladies and gentlemen, since you have entered here, you and I have to rely on our own means."

Mu Rujie has taken out a pair of swords from his storage bag and rushed into the group of figurines with ferocious waving.

On the other side, a bloody pearl appears on the chest of the blood Zun, which is stimulated by spiritual power. Any Figurine who wants to be close to him will be shocked into a powder. Moreover, every time a figurine disappears, the blood Zun becomes more powerful.

There is also Lao Guai. Although he looks sick and dying, he is also fierce.

Surprisingly, although he was always on crutches, he was not lame.

The crutches in the hand seem to be ordinary, but they can burst out with incomparable dignity. Judging from the prestige, at least it is the level of the middle grade Lingbao!

In contrast, Luo shange and Tang Qingwu, as well as the other powerful means of King Wu, are much more mediocre in Chen Fan's opinion, and have not used any amazing tricks.

I don't know if it's something to hide, or is it really just like this.

Chen fan is more inclined to the former. After all, he can cultivate himself to the realm of King Wu, and who is a mediocre?

Although it seems that the situation is critical now, it is far from reaching the critical point, at least for the fighting power of King Wu.

As for Marquis Wu, what if he is immortal?

After observing the movements of all the people, chen fan was not willing to show his weakness. The sword of life and death flashed with cold light. When Dugu's sword came out, someone must have broken the figurine.

For a time, the whole burial pit was in chaos, and some friars were killed by the army in disorder, but most of them were the sharp hand of Chen Fan and others, which turned the figurines into endless gravel on the ground.

For a while, the scene fell into a standoff, and the endless figurines were not afraid to die. They were pounding like bees. Everyone knew that this situation would not work.

Sooner or later, the figurine will die here!