The giant palm of hundreds of feet that condensed the flames and thunder suddenly fell down without any pause!
"No!"
Yan Xing let out a shrill scream, used all his strength to burn his essence and blood, and turned it into a streak of blood. The moment before the giant palm fell completely, he narrowly escaped from the core area covered by the palm print.
"Boom!"
The giant palm slapped the ground boldly.
The earth shook!
Smoke and dust mixed with thunder and fire rose into the sky!
After the light and dust dispersed slightly, a huge palm print several feet deep appeared in the center of the basin.
Within the range of the palm print, the hundreds of the Half-step King Realm skeleton monks, as well as the weapons and armor in their hands, were all turned into powder.
Although Yan Xing escaped with his life, his hair was disheveled, his python robe was broken, his body was charred, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Ye Xuan! You bitch! How dare you kill Imperial Prince!? You deserve death! Exterminate the nine tribes!"
Yan Xing got up from the ground, pointed at Ye Xuan, and cursed.
However, before he could finish his scolding, there was Ichika in front of him.
The figure of Ye Xuan appeared in front of him silently like a ghost. The speed was far faster than his reaction!
The next moment, a big hand filled with thunderous power had already grabbed his throat, tightened it like an iron pincer, and lifted him off the ground as easily as a chicken!
"Uh... ho ho..."
Yan Xing grabbed Ye Xuan's arm with both hands, and kicked his legs feebly in the air. King Realm's cultivation exploded crazily, trying to break free.
But that seemingly ordinary arm was as if it were made of divine gold and remained motionless. No matter how much he struggled, it was like a worm shaking a tree!
It was only at this moment that the arrogant anger on Yan Xing's face was replaced by fear.
The palm that crushed hundreds of skeletal monks just now was definitely not a fluke!
"You... do you really want to kill me? I... I am Great Gan Imperial Prince! Kill me, and my father will never let you go!"
Yan Xing roared, trying to use his identity to suppress others.
But when he saw the cold and piercing killing intent in Ye Xuan's deep eyes, he panicked completely.
"Ye Xuan, Imperial Son-in-law! I was wrong! It was my fault just now! Let me go, I, I will leave immediately. I will give you all the opportunities here! Please..."
His strong desire to survive made him instantly abandon Imperial Prince's dignity and began to beg for mercy incoherently.
Ye Xuan looked at his ugly appearance of being arrogant and respectful, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"It's late."
Two words: cold.
Before he finished speaking, Ye Xuan grabbed his throat with his big hand and exerted force suddenly!
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Yan Xing's begging for mercy stopped abruptly.
His eyes bulged, filled with endless fear and disbelief.
The next moment, his entire body exploded!
Blood mist filled the air, and broken bones flew everywhere.
A distinguished King Realm Imperial Prince was completely destroyed in form and spirit, with no bones left!
Ye Xuan casually shook away the blood on his hands, his eyes indifferent, as if he just swatted a noisy fly to death.
In his eyes, anyone who dares to disrespect him, no matter whether you are Imperial Prince or the King of Heaven, will only die!
After getting rid of this troublesome guy, Ye Xuan turned his attention to the black imperial mausoleum.
In front of the tomb door, there are still the General Corpse who is holding a giant ax and whose aura has reached the middle stage of becoming a king, as well as dozens of scattered skeleton monks.
"Roar!"
That General Corpse let out a silent roar, the soul fire in his eyes beat violently, and he picked up the giant ax with both hands, carrying the power of Mountain Splitting to crack stones, and slashed towards Ye Xuan!
At the same time, the remaining skeleton monks also surged up like a tide.
Ye Xuan didn't even look at the soldiers, he just waved his hand casually.
"Bang bang bang!"
The lightning swept out like a wave, and the dozens of skeletal monks that rushed up couldn't even get close to him, so they exploded in the lightning and turned into bone powder.
Facing the giant ax that General Corpse struck down with force, Ye Xuan didn't even have the intention to dodge.
"Clang!"
A deafening bang!
The giant ax struck firmly on Ye Xuan's whole body Body Protection Thunder Gang, exploding large areas of sparks.
However, that blow, which was enough to seriously injure Ordinary in the middle stage of becoming a king, could not even shake Ye Xuan's body-protecting brilliance at all, let alone hurt his body.
General Corpse's soul fire was obviously stunned for a moment in his empty eyes.
Ye Xuan, on the other hand, slowly raised his fist.
Above the fist, the original power of the three imperial thunders flashed away.
"Broken."
An ordinary punch landed lightly on General Corpse's chest.
"Boom!"
The powerful corpse of the middle-stage king was as if it was hit by a huge force. The bones were instantly broken, and then exploded, turning into bone fragments all over the sky.
At this point, there is no obstacle outside the mausoleum.
Ye Xuan stepped forward to the heavy black tomb door and pointed it like a sword. Dragon Thunder Sword didn't even take it out of its sheath, but pointed at the sword, and a thunderous sword light burst out.
"Tsk!"
The tomb door was forcibly torn apart by the thunder sword light.
"Boom!"
The moment the tomb door shattered, a desolate and dead air, mixed with a weak imperial pressure, surged out of the tomb like a flood!
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the lightning around him suddenly blazed, completely isolating the terrifying pressure from Death Qi.
He stepped into this dusty ancient imperial mausoleum.
The interior space of the mausoleum is quite vast. Although it is covered with thick dust, the former elegance and grandeur can still be vaguely seen.
There are also more than a dozen niches opened on the walls, and buried treasures were obviously once placed in them.
Ye Xuan walked over to check and found that the elixirs in the niches had long been turned into soulless soil over the years, and the weapons and magic weapons had also lost their spirituality and turned into mortal iron and rotten wood.
There are only a few inheritance Jade Slip made of special jade. Although they are covered in dust, they are still well preserved.
He picked up one and Divine Sense explored it slightly.
"<Black Water King Art>, <Bedrock Battle Body>, <Po Jun Spear Dao>... all have reached the king level."
These inheritances are of no use to him, but they are rare and good things for Xie Qingfeng Nangong Fei and others, or for Lin Churan to enrich the foundation of the chamber of commerce.
With a wave of his sleeve, he put away all the Jade Slip in more than a dozen niches, leaving no one behind.
After doing all this, he cast his gaze towards the deepest part of the mausoleum, the huge black coffin placed quietly on the stone platform.
On the coffin, complex formation runes are engraved, and there is a faint flow of energy, forming a protective restriction.
But in Ye Xuan's eyes, compared with the Imperial Coffin prohibition he had seen before, it was like graffiti.
He walked straight to the coffin, raised his hand and pressed it directly on the coffin lid.
Lightning flashed from the palm of his hand and quickly penetrated into the formation patterns on the surface of the coffin.
"Buzz... click!"
In just a few breaths, the seemingly solid protective restrictions were completely shattered by the power of thunder!
Ye Xuan's arms exerted force slightly, and the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open.
Inside the coffin, there were no jewels or lifelike remains as imagined, only a completely petrified skeleton.
The skeleton remained in a supine position. There was indeed a faint trace of the emperor's aura remaining in the skeleton, but it was extremely weak, and... there was no Imperial Dao Golden Core.
"Sure enough, he is just a half-emperor and cannot truly unite Imperial Dao Golden Core."
Ye Xuan understands in his heart and feels a little regretful.
However, his eyes were soon attracted by something that the skeleton was holding in front of his chest with his hands crossed.
It was a sign about one foot long, with golden light flowing all over it!
It seems to be made of pure gold, but it is neither gold nor jade. Its surface is as smooth as a mirror, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Even after a long time, it is still shining and spotless.
Something that a half-emperor can hold in his hands until his death is absolutely extraordinary!
Ye Xuan's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab Golden Sign.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just when Ye Xuan's fingers were about to touch Golden Sign, the originally lifeless petrified skeleton suddenly began to tremble violently!
"Buzz!"
Two jet-black flames suddenly ignited in his empty eye sockets!
A terrifying coercion comparable to that of a semi-emperor suddenly burst out from the bones!
The bone claws of the skeleton, as fast as lightning, carrying the breath of death, suddenly struck Ye Xuan!
This blow contained all the remaining power of the half-emperor's corpse.
"Corpse Transformation!?"
Ye Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was also shocked.
In an instant, Ye Xuan reacted extremely quickly.
He did not flinch, and the gesture of grabbing Golden Sign remained unchanged.
The power of the three emperor thunders in his body was instantly poured into his fingertips, and he pointed out without hesitation, facing the terrifying bone claws that were coming towards him!
Boom!!
The collision of fingers and claws is like two ancient giant mountains shaking against each other!
A violent energy impact exploded with the collision point as the center!
The entire mausoleum shook violently, the murals on the walls peeled off, and gravel fell like rain!
Ye Xuan felt an unparalleled force coming from his fingertips, his whole arm was instantly paralyzed, and his energy and blood surged.
He groaned, and under the impact of this huge force, his body violently retreated backwards uncontrollably, and his feet plowed two deep ravines on the ground!
It was only when he retreated to the entrance of the mausoleum that he could stabilize his body.
After all, he has not yet passed through the Nirvana Tribulation. Even with the blessing of three imperial thunders, he was still at a disadvantage against Corpse Transformation, who was comparable to a half-emperor.
However, instead of showing frustration on Ye Xuan's face, the corner of his mouth curled up.
Because in his right hand, he is holding the Golden Sign steadily!
In that critical moment of confrontation, his left hand still succeeded in grabbing Golden Sign with lightning speed!
Regardless of adjusting his breath, Ye Xuan immediately lowered his head and looked at Golden Sign in his hand with burning eyes.
Golden Sign The tentacles are warm and moist, but extremely heavy.
On its surface, in addition to the flowing golden light, there is also a simple totem engraved on it.
But the moment he saw this totem, Ye Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart trembled!
This totem is none other than the mysterious Imperial Seal!
"Surprisingly... there are clues here!?"
Ye Xuan held Golden Sign's hand and tightened it involuntarily.
This Imperial Mausoleum Valley is indeed not in vain!