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The royal mausoleum is heavily, a purple air in the chaos that is shrouded in the sky, and it is exuded to the infinite void.

That powerful breath is extremely mysterious, and it seems to contain endless historical imprints.

This breath runs through the sky, up to nine supper, and gives the nine shades.

The five Qin Mu people stared at the imperial tomb, and Cheng Xueb suddenly thought, "Have you noticed that this chaos is very similar to the center of the universe?"

Lu Yaqing nodded cautiously, "It is indeed similar, is there any connection between them?"

He Zhenyao said, "The imperial mausoleum seems to have some kind of echo with the heavens."

"Come on, let's look up."

Qin Mu ordered the five to go.

With the current strength of five people, almost everything can be done in the three worlds.

Where is the extension of purple?

The five flew into the divine world in the cloud, but this purple spirit did not stop there, and it penetrated the entire divine realm and went to the depths of the vast universe.

Lu Yaqing asked, “Where do you say it will go?”

Cheng Xueqiu said, "Looking in its direction as far away as if it were deep in the universe."

“Is it related to the chaos in the depths of the universe?”

Dinah screamed.

Qin Mu also felt that this matter was very strange, as if there was something guiding this purple spirit in the underworld.

If it is really related to the chaos in the depths of the universe, is it that the old willow tree is not surprising?

Qin Mu did not believe in this evil, he was sealed and can still be worshipped?

"Stay here, and I'll see."

People nodded their heads together, after all, with the strength of Qin Mu can not be reached, this to the depths of the universe is too far, Qin Mu to come and go convenient.

Dinah had wanted to go with her, think about it.

She doesn’t want to be misunderstood to be alone.

Qin Mu whispered, and the figure turned into a golden man.

The four Lu Yaqing people stay in the divine world and look at this barren world.

“Do you think the world can still be restored to its former form?”

The snowcoat shook her head, "I'm afraid it's going to be difficult."

"Ten thousand years ago, the damage of the war was too deep, all the gods fell, most of them disappeared in the long river of history, how can it be restored?"

The formation of the divine realm is also accumulated through hundreds of thousands of years or more, and once destroyed, it cannot be restored by your great power.

Qin Mu chased hundreds of millions of miles away, the divine release, and finally reached the depths of the universe.

There is chaos there, and countless gods are flowing.

The purple of the royal mausoleum is to go to the chaos, a closer look, in addition to this royal mausoleum purple, there are dozens of unknown breaths gathered.

Why is that?

Is the royal mausoleum related to the chaos of the center of the universe?

Qin Mu was surprised, no matter what, first go back and cut off this purple.

After finding the cause, Qin Mu immediately returned to the spiritual world to meet with Lu Yaqing.

On the imperial mausoleum, a car crossed the desert and came directly in this direction.

The car raised all the way to the dust and soon rushed to the imperial tomb.

The drunken man got out of the car and wore a bag, and the whole body was almost like an explorer.

He looked at the car, opened the lid of the fuel tank, and immediately lit the lighter to throw at the fuel tank.

Hip-

A fire broke out and soon the whole car was swallowed up.

The drunk did not return, and the emperor went away.

The Rumble –

There was a huge explosion in the back.

The debris of the car splashed around, and a mushroom cloud sprang up.

The drunken man entered the palace, and there was no hesitation.

Qin Mu came back, and the four Lu Yaqing immediately surrounded him, “How is it?”

Qin Mu said, "It's the chaos in the depths of the universe, where dozens of air flows have been sucked past."

He 臻瑶秶秶秧眉 said, “Are these two pieces of chaos really related?”

Cheng Xueqi Road, "The imperial mausoleum is the dragon vein, it has the intention of heaven, and it can be understood in relation to the Heavenly Path."

"If so, we'll have to go back and protect the dragon veins."

Qin Mu didn’t know what he was thinking?

His face is strange.

If the chaos in the depths of the universe is related to the imperial tomb, then why did it destroy the imperial mausoleum?

The royal mausoleum is the foundation of the nine clans, and it is no wonder that the nine people have been so affected.

We need to protect the palace!

The five figures returned from the divine realm and were preparing to cast spells, and Qin Mu’s eyes suddenly faded, and he saw the fragments of those cars.

Has anyone come?

The five men gathered and looked at the debris, "He blew up the car, it must have broken the idea of going back."

“Not good!”

The snowcoat screamed.

"This man has broken the thought of returning, and he shows that he wills to get it."

Dinah said, “Who is he?”

Qin Mu's face was heavy, "The drinker!"

The alcoholics?

The people shouted, “How did he get here?”

Lu Yaqing was also surprised, how did the alcoholic come to the imperial tomb alone?

Does he know about the Nine?

He Yanyao has not talked much, a purple dress more set off her character, the kind of innate cold and loneliness is always fascinating.

Qin Mu Dao, "Stay here, I'll go in and see."

Lu Yaqing said, “Let’s go together and see what happened to the royal tomb?”

Five people enter the royal tomb, which does not seem to be much different from before.

Since the strength of the five people has been far superior, it is naturally easy to enter the imperial tomb.

After passing through a passage, Qin Mu saw the scene in the imperial tomb again.

At that time, the five old people had died, and they spent a long hundred years here.

Whenever I think about it, I still feel a little guilty.

They sacrificed for themselves, if it had not happened in the first place, they would have stayed in the royal tomb.

Qin Mu noticed the look of He Zhenyao and comforted, "Let's go, let's have time to pay homage to the five old people."

Walk through the heavy hall and come to the core of the imperial mausoleum.

A purple air rose up, and the situation in the tomb was very unoptimistic.

Groundwater sources have been exhausted, and the dragon veins are spreading.

Some places have broken up.

Before that, Qin Mu was called Cheng Lao and others to re-repair the imperial mausoleum, how could this happen?

“The loss of this dragon vein must be stopped.”

“We sealed it!”

The snowman shouted.

He Zhenyao said, "No, after sealing it, it loses its meaning, and the land of the dragon veins must be alive."

Yes, some people say that the dragon veins will walk around on their own, and some will even change places.

This is the ancestral land of all dragon veins, so it can endure for thousands of years.

Once sealed, it becomes no different from ordinary places, which is very unfavorable to the nine ethnic groups.

“So what?”

Lu Yaqing looked at the dragon gas, and it was about to spread at great speed.

"If we don't stop in time, the dragon gas will run out, and something will happen to the Nine."

He Yanyao said, “The drunkard is still inside, Qin Mu, what do you see what he is doing?”

Qin Mu's knowledge went away, and soon the whole corner of the imperial mausoleum was clearly explored.

The alcoholic was at the heart of the imperial mausoleum, and he did not know what he was going to do, only to see him standing on the edge of the cliff above the dragon vein, holding a dagger, the look was extremely grim, and seemed to be making a very important decision.