Chapter 232: Farewell Kiss (3)
"Humph, evil creature, you have been dead for twelve thousand years, do you still want to defy the will of heaven and change your fate?"
Seeing this situation, the gravekeeper was not panicked at all. He snorted coldly, flew straight towards the coffin, and then circled and fell.
Suppression!
This old man looks thin and hunched. How much weight can he have?
But at the moment when the old man fell on the coffin, it seemed as if he brought a weight of millions of pounds. With a bang, the coffin lid, which had just been lifted a little bit, suddenly closed.
That’s not all. Even the coffin floating in the air fell to the ground with a loud bang because of the old man’s suppression.
With a bang, a circle of smoke and dust rose on the ground again.
The coffin lay quietly on the ground, as if everything that had happened before was just his illusion.
"Humph, you are really a thief with unrepentant intentions. Whenever there is a little trouble, you try to cause trouble." The old man snorted coldly, and it seemed as if he didn't care about these coffins and the things inside them at all.
In mid-air, the densely packed runes engraved on the chains seemed to be constantly changing shapes. In a short period of time, the seal had become completely different from before.
Look at those hundreds and hundreds of chains.
Even if he is the Dusk King, what can he do? He still can't do anything in my hands.
The old man did not stay here for too long. After suppressing the coffins, he walked straight out of the imperial mausoleum.
As a being blessed by destiny, how could I be humiliated like this?
However, before he could take a few steps, dense dragon breath suddenly spurted out from the air not far away, instantly submerging the old man's body.
Through the terrifying flames, the old man discovered that dozens of bone dragons and a three-headed hellhound had appeared in the air in front of him.
His already ugly face instantly became even gloomier.
…
On the other side, Ron was taking Bai Yuan and quickly escaping from the imperial mausoleum.
He kept cursing under his breath.
He had been planning to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money. If he could learn a few forbidden spells, it would be worth his adventure here. But who could have thought that he would not find the forbidden spells, but instead get into trouble with such a monster.
It seems that the old monster doesn't know his identity as a rebel yet, otherwise, he wouldn't have said at the beginning that he hopes he will inherit his mantle.
It is estimated that there may be another coffin in the royal mausoleum of the Twilight Dynasty... No, there may not even be a coffin left. Those who can leave a coffin are mostly powerful people in the realm of God. A small character like him is not qualified to leave a coffin, chains and runes to suppress him.
Thinking of this, Ron felt even more discouraged.
Bai Yuan was being dragged by Ron and ran wildly. She did not break free from Ron's palm, and her little hand was always tightly held in Ron's palm.
Although the situation just now seemed very dangerous, Bai Yuan seemed to be in a good mood and did not feel the slightest bit of nervousness of escaping death.
Fox girls are also women.
The woman of a legendary master is still a woman.
Maybe at this moment, in the stupid head of Bai Yuan, it even feels quite romantic.
After moving forward for a long time, just when they were about to leave the Royal Mausoleum of the Twilight Temple, Ron's body suddenly came to a sudden stop. Bai Yuan, who was dragged behind Ron, was caught off guard and bumped into Ron's back.
You know, Ron is now in a half-dragon state, and his scales are so hard that Bai Yuan couldn't help but cry out, and his forehead was a little red and swollen from the collision.
"Why don't you leave?" Bai Yuan asked in a low voice, rubbing his forehead with his small hand.
Ron's eyes rolled around slightly: "You can't escape."
The old monster is really too powerful.
He left behind some means to resist the old monster.
A three-headed hellhound, plus dozens of skull dragons created by Bai Yuan during his training.
Ron's family was wealthy, so he wouldn't feel bad even if all of these were destroyed. The three-headed hellhound could be summoned again after it died. As for the dozens of skull dragons, even if they were all crushed into powder, the last thing Ron lacked now was the remains of giant dragons.
What he was really worried about was that although the Cerberus and the Bone Dragon were powerful, he didn't know how long they could delay the attack.
Two minutes, one minute, or even shorter.
Ron's mind just spun quickly, and he had already made up his mind. He did not answer Bai Yuan's words. He looked around and then quickly walked to the front and side. He reached out and felt around on the wall. He soon found a secret passage mechanism. He heard a rumbling sound, and a stone door suddenly opened on the wall.
There is another deep passage inside.
In the imperial mausoleum of the Twilight Dynasty, there are countless similar secret passages that are so densely packed and intricate that no one knows how many there are.
"Bai Yuan, go in." Ron said in a deep voice, "There are three secret passages in the imperial mausoleum, and this is one of them."
"The secret passages are intricate, like a maze, but each one is connected to another exit. Be careful. Although there are no messy monsters in the secret passages, there are many traps. Even if you are strong, you may lose your life if you are not careful."
Ron explained quickly.
This time, Bai Yuan's expression finally changed: "What about you?"
"Me? I'll go and lure that old man away." Ron grinned, "Don't worry, I have my own way to get out of this."
Bai Yuan's heart sank. After what happened just now, Bai Yuan knew very well how terrifying the strength of that old monster was.
Although Ron said it very lightly, Bai Yuan could not have been unaware of the danger involved.
My heart ached and I didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.
"Don't worry, if we separate, some of my plans will be easier to implement. Just be at ease. You know I have never made a loss in my life."
Ron comforted her again, and Bai Yuan finally suppressed the panic in her heart. She knew very well that now was not the time to be fussy, and that old monster might appear from behind at any time.
She took a step forward, and gently kissed Ron's mouth with her pink lips, then slowly retreated.
Nodding heavily at Ron, Bai Yuan quickly slipped into the secret passage.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Seeing the stone door of the secret passage slowly closing, Ron grinned and continued to rush out of the imperial mausoleum. During this process, Ron's appearance, temperament, and image were changing rapidly.
Not long after, the 1.9-meter-tall, sturdy man disappeared, and in his place appeared a handsome, suave and romantic priest wearing a long robe.
That’s not all. Even the aura Ron exuded changed completely silently.
Hidden mask.
This holy relic is even more useful than Ron imagined.
Even Bai Yuan, who had just separated from him, would not be able to recognize this change.
Of course, that old guy is too powerful, and it is still unknown whether the effect of the concealing mask can escape his eyes. This is just a layer of insurance.
As soon as he left the imperial mausoleum, Ron looked in a direction and his figure flashed away.
Less than two minutes after Ron finished speaking, an old man with a hunched back and dressed in coarse linen clothes walked out of the mausoleum.
This old man is naturally the gravekeeper.
But now, the gravekeeper's face looked extremely ugly.
That cunning guy actually summoned dozens of skull dragons and a three-headed hellhound. Although these things did not pose any danger to him, they did delay him for a lot of time.
By the time he chased out of the imperial mausoleum, the boy was long gone.
There seemed to be anger boiling in the gravekeeper's heart.
There seems to be a dull pain in the eye socket.
In fact, with the gravekeeper's strength, although that punch was enough to split mountains and rocks, it was basically impossible to cause any damage to the gravekeeper. However, as a being favored by destiny, he had survived for ten thousand years and was about to die, but he was humiliated by a young boy. This shame was ultimately unbearable.
After a brief pause, the gravekeeper immediately walked towards the nearest breath he could sense.
Really walking.
The gravekeeper walked at a leisurely pace, neither hurried nor slow. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old man strolling on the street.
But the speed is like a flash of light, as fast as lightning.
Not long after, the gravekeeper suddenly stopped and wrinkled his nose slightly. A faint fragrance floated over silently from the air. Following the fragrance in the air, he finally found a figure at the entrance of an alley between two walls.
That seemed to be a priest.
He is thin, tall and looks gentle.
The grave keeper had stayed in the imperial mausoleum for eight thousand years and was unaware of what was happening in the outside world. At first glance, he could not tell which sect the man's robe belonged to. He could only see a rising sun embroidered on the silver robe.
After just a quick glance, the gravekeeper did not take this priest seriously. His strength was only at the heroic level, and he was not even qualified to be his disciple and inherit his mantle.
What a pity, the previous fox girl with thousands of charming features and the mighty and majestic man, both of them were top choices in terms of strength.
That fox girl is a legendary eight-star.
He is considered a master among the orcs.
As for the man, because he appeared too suddenly, he didn't get a good sense of his strength. But since he was able to block his attacks and even caused him a lot of trouble, he must be stronger than the fox girl.
Most of them are legendary nine-star masters.
The young man in front of me is far inferior to that man! Here comes the third chapter.
(End of this chapter)