Wang Laodao's face didn't look very good. The Yin Yang Sage exposed his face and he couldn't stand up, so he had to hesitate and speak out.

"That's it. The time when the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty will reappear in the world has been set hundreds of years ago. It is said that there are many rare treasures hidden in it. Don't tell me, I'm afraid even the real Aixinjue

Even the Luo royal family can't tell, but there is one thing that poor Taoists have heard about. According to the oral tradition passed down by my ancestors from generation to generation, there is a dragon egg under the dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty..."

Everyone stopped and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What? Dragon eggs? Damn it, Taoist priest, why are you trying to hatch chicks?" The mouse almost made us burst into laughter when he said this.

"You kid, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. What does it mean to hatch a chicken? Those are the dragon eggs of a real dragon. They were laid by the demon dragon when Pangu opened the sky. Emperor Taizu also got a glimpse of some of these abilities and was able to unify the Jurchens.

Everyone, Pindao wants to completely destroy it to prevent it from harming the world again!" Wang Laodao said, flicking the fly whisk.

We arrived at the underground palace again, with gold pillars made of pure gold supporting the entire cave. In front of our feet, densely packed red frogs from the Western Regions puffed out their cheeks and croaked, and there were piles of bones beneath them. In this environment,

Even the Yin-Yang Saint, an old tomb robber, felt his scalp numb. He repeatedly told us not to exhale loudly and never reveal our yang energy.

Nalanhong carefully inspected the bones in the hall and asked in surprise: "Why are there so many dead people? Could it be that someone entered the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty before us?"

The Yin-Yang Sage just glanced at the degree of decay of these bones and concluded: "It's almost 400 years old, Nalanhong, you'd better not touch them, they are poisonous!"

I told them about the fate card of Mang Gurtai's son-in-law that I had seen before. Everyone gathered together and said that it seemed that Sanbeile had long been interested in rebellion. No wonder the Fucha family was so good at the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty.

I'm afraid their ancestors also had their last words, telling them to keep an eye on Changbai Mountain.

"Go quickly and put the holy objects in the four grooves and try it."

Nan Haiyue took off the wolf totem pendant from her neck and took a few steps forward when she was stopped by the Yin Yang Saint.

"Don't move in a hurry, step back, hurry up, something is wrong!" The Yin Yang Saint sensed some danger and reminded everyone to quickly exit the hall and return to the tomb passage.

This is an old tomb robber. No matter how many masters there are here, no one is more sensitive to danger than him in the ancient tomb. But everyone has been waiting for a long time, but there is no other movement except those big croaking toads.

Already.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Nalanhong asked.

"Huh! What else? This old thief has sharper ears than an animal. Just listen to him, that's right." Even Nalan Rongbai, who had always dismissed the skills of the Yin Yang Saint, felt something was wrong.

"Stick back, there's something wrong with the aura, there's something under the bones! It's alive! Didn't you notice it when you first came in?"

I looked at Haiyue, and Haiyue looked at Mouse, and both shook their heads: "No...no? What's wrong, senior?"

After hearing this, the Yin Yang Saint frowned and whispered: "It's broken. This thing can only feel the body of Yin. Old man, when don't you and I take action quickly? Could it be that we wait for that thing to attack us first?"
Chapter completed!