Chapter 202 The Sword In The Coffin
Inside Huangling of Dayue.
With Xuanyuan Jinghong's warning, the monks were saved from the risk of being turned into literal vegetative states.
He couldn't help but cast a grateful look at the little princess of the Sun Crown Dynasty.
All this was seen by Xuanyuan Hongji on the side, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.
Although they think of each other as brother and sister, there are many factions in the royal family. He and Xuanyuan Jinghong are not only half-brothers, but they also belong to different factions.
This is also the reason why they came to the town one after another, not together.
Normally, for such a big event as Dayue Emperor's Mausoleum, it would not be the turn of the two juniors to lead the team. This seems to be a training for young people [actually it is because of the earth-shaking event happening in the Youmian Dynasty.
Big figures from all factions couldn't escape, so they came.
Even Xuanyuan Hongji's mission during this trip was to keep her good sister forever in this dark imperial mausoleum.
"Prince! The princess has gone far, should we follow her back?"
A slightly sharp male voice came into his ears, pulling Xuanyuan Hongji back from her thoughts. He waved his hand, "Let's go! Follow."
His current team can be described as luxurious, with not only the Crown Guards, the elite troops of the Sun Crown Dynasty, but also Yan Hao and Meng Fei joining them.
The Crown Guards belong to the direct royal family of the Sun Crown Dynasty. Every monk among them has been carefully selected. With the strength of one against a hundred, not to mention [the realm must be in the Eighth Layer of Gui Shi Realm.
Yan Hao and Meng Fei need no introduction. One is the second young master of Prince Yan's palace, and the other is the God of War who guards the northern region of Zhongzhou.
The choice of these two people to follow him instead of his sister Xuanyuan Jinghong is tantamount to choosing his faction, which is also a kind of siding with one another.
Yan Hao and Meng Fei followed the team at a low profile.
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 was holding an epee in his hand, ready to attack, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
As the monks went deeper, the dreamlike beauty around them was stripped away like a woman's wrapping, leaving behind its original gloomy and gloomy appearance.
What Xuanyuan Hongji didn't expect was that although they had been following Xuanyuan Jinghong's troops, Anomaly, they actually lost track of them.
It was as if more than a hundred people had disappeared out of thin air.
"How is this going?"
The captain of the Crown Guards swallowed and looked at Xuanyuan Jinghong in the center, protected by three layers inside and three outside, "Your Highness, we..."
"Keep going, why bother asking? So what if they disappear?"
The soldiers of the Crown Guard, Meng Fei and Yan Hao were all in high spirits.
Someone was leading the way before, so even if they were in danger, at least they would have a buffer time if they were following.
But now it's different.
They did not encounter any danger until they reached a bronze gate.
This made everyone who was shocked by the power a little uncomfortable.
"Push the door open quickly!"
Xuanyuan Hongji ordered.
Squeak!
As a dull sound came out, it seemed that a forgotten and dusty history had been opened.
As the bronze door slowly opened, a stale and profound breath rushed in, as if even the air had condensed into the memory of the years.
Xuanyuan Hongji stepped into the tomb chamber, and the scene in front of her instantly came into view.
The dim firelight illuminated a spacious space, with a huge bronze coffin placed in the center. The mottled patterns on it revealed an ancient and solemn charm.
"Look, over there!" Yan Hao's deep voice sounded, pointing his finger at the coffin, his eyes showing fire.
Xuanyuan Hongji nodded slightly, a flash of ambition flashed between his 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 the silent tomb.
The members of the Crown Guards followed closely, while Meng Fei stood a little further away, looking around cautiously, the long sword he was using quietly spinning in his palm.
"Be careful, Your Highness." Yan Hao took a step forward and pressed his generous palms on the cold coffin, feeling that there seemed to be some powerful power fluctuations contained in it.
Xuanyuan Hongji didn't respond, she just stretched out her hand and prepared to open the lid of the coffin.
As his hand touched the bronze surface, the atmosphere in the entire tomb suddenly became tense, as if everything was waiting with bated breath at this moment.
With a "click", the coffin lid was carefully pushed open.
A weak but dazzling red light shot out from the coffin, filling the entire space in an instant.
I saw a sword inlaid with scarlet gems lying quietly on the velvet brocade, the sword body flowing with a strange red light, breathing and beating like a living creature.
Xuanyuan Hongji's eyes flashed with greed, her heart beat faster, and she stretched her arms towards the sword.
However, just when his fingertips were about to touch the hilt of the sword, the scarlet light suddenly surged, like a red snake spitting a message, and instantly entanglement occupied all the monks present.
"ah---!"
One of the Crown Guards members suddenly screamed in pain, and his body froze in place, unable to move.
Meng Fei and Yan Hao felt the Anomaly power from the sword at the same time, and they used their spiritual power to fight, but the power was so powerful that it was suffocating.
"Your Highness, please don't take too long!"
Yan Hao's face turned pale and he shouted quickly.
Xuanyuan Hongji's face flickered in the red light, her eyes full of shock and struggle: "What's going on?!"
Meng Fei gritted his teeth and raised the heavy sword in his hand, hoping to use the power of the sword to break the restraint. He shouted angrily: "Sneaky monster, get rid of it quickly!"
As Meng Fei swung his sword vigorously, the sword energy rose into the sky and violently collided with the scarlet light. The light and shadow in the tomb were intertwined, and the deafening impact was shocking.
boom!
Meng Fei's body was thrown away like a kite with its string broken, and even the giant sword he used was covered with cracks!
Under the scarlet light of the sword, Xuanyuan Hongji's body seemed to be bound by invisible iron chains. His hand was only an inch away from the sword, but could not go any further.
The sword seemed to have self-awareness, and the light it emitted became more intense, like blood surging trying to absorb his soul.
Veins popped out on Xuanyuan Hongji's forehead, and cold sweat slid down her cheeks.
The panic in his eyes almost overflowed.
"No, I don't want to die yet, I haven't become the king of the Sun Crown Dynasty yet,
Before he finished speaking, scarlet light poured out of his mouth.
Blah, blah, blah!
There was a numbing sound of sharpening, and Xuanyuan Hongji took the scarlet sword in her hand.
Countless blood streaks extend from the scarlet gems above, tightly binding the sword hilt to Xuanyuan Hongji's hand.
"m...m!"
A low roar came from Xuanyuan Hongji's mouth, and she looked at Meng Fei and others with scarlet eyes!......