But his evil heart was despicable. In order to prevent foreign enemies from entering his tomb, he not only set up a triple phantom wind array during his lifetime, but also killed millions of women, used their vaginal blood to feed blood tapeworms, and set up a stalactite blood worm array. He was truly unscrupulous.

The wind demon continued, "This is the last ray of my consciousness left in the world. My body has been destroyed for hundreds of thousands of years, and I rely on the power of the extreme wind to maintain this last ray of consciousness. This triple phantom wind formation was broken by someone not long ago. This is the second time you have come here, and I never thought that someone could break my triple phantom wind formation twice in such a short period of time. It's true that every generation has talented people who have been leading the trend for thousands of years."

"This second Triple Phantom Wind Wheel Array overdraws my last bit of spiritual consciousness. No... no, my last bit of spiritual consciousness will also disappear in this world."

"Senior Fengma, I would like to ask you something. When we came in, we found that transparent sarcophagus in front of us. Why was there a huge skeleton inside? And then there was nothing inside."

Fengmo's face suddenly changed color.

"There was nothing there originally, just a fossil of an ancient elephant. It's so old that it will crumble as soon as the coffin is opened."

"Is it really that simple?"

"Yes, that's right, ignorant youngsters, what exactly are you doubting?"

"It's fate that you're here. After I broke the formation last time, my Wind Demon's original power was unexpectedly passed on. Haha, I'm finally relieved. I can finally rest in peace."

The implication is that his wind demon power seems to have been passed down. Who is the inheritor? As for the person who broke the formation for the first time, apart from their master Xu Xiaotian, there is probably no one else.

"I'm going to disappear soon. You must not enter this palace, or you will die without a burial place."

"Remember! Remember! ..."

The sound seemed to disappear in the wind.

Now that I'm here, how can I be content to leave without earning a few treasures?

Huo Yahan raised her eyebrows, and her agile body flew into the palace first like a startled wild goose.

Sitting on the white ivory chair in the middle of the palace was a mummy-like corpse.

This is probably the remains of the Wind Demon. The greatest treasure of the Wind Demon should be the power of the divine wind. However, his dried body and divine consciousness have been destroyed, so what wind power is there?

She scanned the area again and again. This palace had nothing to discover except luxurious decoration and exquisite murals. For the immortals, they had not seen any useful treasures.

By the way, is there any mystery behind this mural?

This mural depicts the four great beasts and ten great magical weapons from ancient Chinese mythology, namely Sanmiao, Huandou, Gun and Gonggong.

There are also the ten ancient artifacts: Xuan-yuan Sword, Pangu Axe, Fuxi Qin, Shennong Ding, Kunlun Mirror, Linglong Pagoda, Bu Tian Stone, Sun-shooting Bow, Fan Tian Seal and Tianji Mirror. Although these are exquisite and lifelike, magnificent and perfect, there is no mystery behind them.

Apart from this, there is almost no decoration in this tomb.

Did they work so hard to get in? Did they almost lose their lives, only to end up with a dried corpse?

I am so unwilling to accept this.

The underground river outside was connected to the palace by only a few iron chains as thick as little fingers. The underground river was surging, and the water seemed to be gradually boiling and bubbling, flashing silver light and having an unpleasant fishy smell.

They didn't know what the monster in the water was, what kind of monster it was. But at least the monster in the water didn't attack them. Maybe it didn't have any ill intentions towards them.

Han Zhenjian and Tang Baihu also rushed in. Tang Baihu scratched and scratched on the mural, leaving marks.

They studied the mural carefully.

Because there are almost no other decorations in this tomb except murals.

No, something is wrong. Huo Yahan vaguely thought of something, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

Oh, yes, she remembered.

The pair of green snakes that were about to transform into dragons were hiding under a huge rock to hunt. Unexpectedly, they were instantly sucked into the water. Before they could react, blood splattered everywhere and turned into a pile of bones. Blood arrows and pieces of white bones shot out of the water and embedded themselves in the murals on the stone wall. The momentum was very terrifying.

At that time, the snake blood sprayed in a fan-shaped spray all over a large area of ​​the mural wall. Now there is not even a trace of it. Not even a clue.

This is so strange. It's really weird.

Maybe this is the breakthrough.

Huo Yahan carefully searched the location where the snake blood splattered.

She searched again and again, carefully searching every inch of the mural, but she could not find any cracks or traces of blood.

There was no trace of the snake bones.

Yes, there is something strange here. There must be something strange here.

"Zhenjian, come and take a look! Where did the traces of snake blood and the holes where the snake bones shot into the murals go? Why can't we find even the slightest trace?"

Han Zhenjian came over and took a closer look. It was indeed strange. The mural was completely restored to its original state. There was no trace of the snake blood or the large area of ​​damage caused by the flying snake bones.

There is something strange about this mural! "Tanghu, you have a good nose. Take a sniff. Where did the snake blood that splashed on the mural go?"

Sugar White Tiger sniffed around, searching, where did the smell go? ?

His nose was extremely sensitive, ten thousand times more sensitive than that of a hound. As long as the fishy smell was still there, it would be easy for him to find it.

But even he couldn't find that smell. That stench of snake blood.

Unless it has already disappeared and is no longer here, otherwise, it is really impossible to explain it.

Could the smell of this snake blood be able to instantly travel hundreds or even thousands of miles?

That's impossible.

Tang Baihu searched carefully for a long time, and finally he made a discovery. He found an imperceptible hole the size of a pinhole in a place on the mural.

From time to time, a cool breeze blew in from the small hole.

There's something weird here.

That's right. The bloody smell must have come from this cold wind, from this small hole.

That is to say, in this enclosed space, this small hole is connected to the outside world.

This may be the eye of the storm.

But the hole is too small to be noticed.

But this should be a breakthrough.

Tang Baihu searched carefully in the holes and crevices, but only felt a slight breeze of cold air.

Where does this cold wind come from?

This cold wind was definitely extraordinary. It made his hair stand on end, and the chill penetrated his bones.

It was that familiar smell. The strange divine wind of the triple phantom wind array?

Although it was not powerful enough, he still smelled that familiar scent.