The black crows cried out and fell, only to be met by new black crows swooping down to catch the black box, one after another.
The man inside Kunning Palace was trembling uncontrollably, and the red talismans on his body were flowing wildly, moving from his fingertips to the black skulls around him.
The skull was gradually stained blood red by the talisman.
It glowed with an eerie and sinister light.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot out from the ground and struck him on the head without warning.
Before he could react, a series of thunderclaps and lightning bolts exploded.
The black skull covered in talismans was blasted out and rolled away from the formation. After leaving the formation, the red light dissipated and it turned into ashes in an instant.
"No!"
The man was shocked.
He desperately wanted to retrieve the red talisman he had just released in order to protect himself.
But the thunder rolling down from the ground seemed to know his thoughts, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
One by one, the skulls were blasted away, while the man was trapped in the formation, unable to protect either the skulls or himself, screaming in agony as his skin was torn open.
At the same time, the black crows, which had suffered heavy losses inside the imperial tomb, finally managed to escape the Nine Dragons Formation with the black box and flew out frantically.
But just as he rushed out of the entrance to the imperial tomb, all the magic on his body vanished.
One by one, figures crashed to the ground, each vomiting blood.
Zhang Hengshui shouted.
"You bunch of bastards, how could you let people in? Stop them, stop them right now!"
The guards swarmed forward.
Ye Qi was defending the outer perimeter, while the group was using long-range offensive tactics: crossbow bolts, throwing knives, iron needles, and poison gas bombs...
The guards couldn't break through and could only defend passively.
Ye Qi found it strange.
If the goal was to attack the imperial tombs, why would they hesitate to advance?
With this kind of offensive, the Spirit Guardians probably won't be able to withstand it.
He immediately used his lightness skill, his longsword piercing through the incoming crossbow bolts to find the person hiding in the secret place, and attacked with a palm strike.
The man hadn't expected such a powerful figure among the guardian spirits, and in his hasty dodge, he dropped his crossbow to the ground.
Ye Qi's longsword was already aimed at his neck when, at the critical moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a mechanism locking together.
The broken scimitar flew in and blocked the longsword.
"Golden hooks and curved blades! You are people of the Great Sui Dynasty."
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