1162 Chapter 1162: Dragon Tomb 4

From the scale of this dragon tomb and the number of tombstones outside.

Aslan was sure that even the ninth-level peak was not eligible to enter the tomb.

While thinking about it, Aslan pulled out the Colt python-shaped revolver stick with his left hand. Unlike the blood-black M500, the boa constrictor is mainly silver-white in appearance, and the electromagnetic gun is naturally the main force, but it is inscribed on the revolver A magic suitable for dealing with monsters related to the realm of death.

This is another major advantage of Aslan now. He has more than 20 standing spears and sticks on his body, including magic in almost every field, specially for him to deal with battles in various environments.

Ai Xinke also drew out the cross sword again, covered the side with his left palm, and slid forward.

There was a slight crackling sound, and the cross sword wrapped around the silver-white electric snake with its fangs and claws.

This cross sword is actually an epic weapon.

The two quickly finished the corresponding preparations, and Aslan was the first to pass through the crack of the door and enter the tomb hall.

The high part of this burial hall has permeated water, which looks very damp. The interior is divided into two parts, the left and the right, each with twelve huge treasure chests, each about 9*9*9 meters.

There is also an empty circular area in the center of the treasure chest, and there seems to be an exquisite and complex picture on the corresponding ground.

Aslan did not approach, and raised his hand to stop Ai Xinke, and then took out a magic puppet from the magic space. It was a combat magic puppet specially refined by Medea for Aslan. Silan deals with some shady things.

Aslan dressed the puppet as Ultraman Tiga, and quickly floated into the midair of the circular area.

Ai Xinke's facial muscles suddenly twitched when he saw the weird tights and hood.

What the hell is this?

At this time, Dijia lowered the height and saw clearly what was depicted on the ground in the central area. The tone of the picture is dark, the background is the snowy mountains with white snow, and the main body is a huge cliff on the top of the mountain.

There was a huge white dragon lying on the cliff, surrounded by six white dragons that were several times smaller than the former one. From the physical appearance of these white dragons, we can be sure that they are all very strong old dragons.

They all looked down at the same time, their eyes full of disdain and solemnity.

Aslan frowned when he saw the picture clearly through Di Jia's sight. There was no white dragon looking down in the picture, and he didn't know what they saw.

This made Aslan fall into deep thought. What kind of enemy did the White Dragon Clan encounter that made them so fearful? Judging from the screen, this should be the last recorded scene after the death of the tomb owner.

Or is this a metaphor?

Other burial chambers also need to be visited.

"What's wrong?" Ai Xinke lowered his voice and asked.

Aslan was a little awakened suddenly, and while letting Dijia move, he touched the huge treasure chest buried next to him.

"Go and see for yourself!"

Ai Xinke didn't care too much about it. Amuro was just a new magister. He had just stepped into the mentor level for a long time.

Holding the gas lamp, he stepped forward steadily towards the central area.

After seven or eight steps, he saw the dark picture clearly.

In just three or four seconds, Ai Xinke's hands holding the cross sword and the gas lamp trembled uncontrollably, as if suffering from epilepsy.

Aslan noticed Ai Xinke's strangeness, and decisively cast a mage's hand, pulling him to his side.

"what happened?"

Just as Aslan asked, he saw two lines of blood and tears flowing from Ai Xinke's closed eyes.

"Don't look directly at God, don't look directly at God..."

The nagging Ai Xinke made Aslan feel extremely strange, and decisively cast a purification magic and spirit uplifting, which allowed him to slowly recover from this nagging state.

Ai Xinke, who slowly regained his composure, did not dare to open his eyes, and asked with a trembling voice: "Then the white dragon is an existence beyond the ninth level, and has become a real god."

"I don't know either, what happened to you just now?" Aslan asked.

"I just glanced at it... a strong light came, and Shenwei appeared right away... It's too scary."

Ai Xinke said incoherently.

Aslan looked at the picture again, but he still didn't feel anything. He suspected that these things didn't happen to him because he had the blood of the white dragon.

After Ai Xinke fully recovered, Aslan also explored the entire tomb, but found no danger, and finally performed the dragon sacrifice in front of the huge keel before he dared to open the big treasure chest.

The treasure chest was opened, the dust on it fell all over the floor, and there were immediately golden gold coins inside.

There are hundreds of thousands of gold coins, but there are many types of gold coins, as if they were refined by countless countries.

But Aslan didn't care at all, and broke up with Ai Xinke.

At the exchange rate of exchanging gold coins for sicano coins, each person shared millions of dollars equally.

Sure enough, tomb robbery is the last promising career.

The first treasure box opened well, which made Aslan and Ai Xinke overjoyed, ready to open the second treasure box.

The treasure chest was opened, and Ai Xinke was still very interested in all kinds of shiny and rare materials stored in it, but Aslan was not interested. Many of them were magic alloys, which might have been very precious in ancient times. The price of the rare metals in the entire treasure chest will not exceed 10,000 xiyuan.

The last treasure chest was opened together, leaving Aslan dumbfounded.

Due to the loss of magic power over the years, the magic spar has completely turned into a crystal clear crystal stone.

The last three treasure chests made Aslan so depressed that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

They are made of colorful glass or glazed glass. This kind of thing is not worth much in today's mainland. In the Melox Empire, even ordinary families can afford it, but it is kept as a treasure here.

Ai Xinke was also depressed to death by the last three boxes of glass storage.

But in the end, he explained: "In ancient times, colored glaze was a very precious treasure, and these should be natural colored glaze."

Aslan angrily grabbed a piece and analyzed it. It was indeed natural colored glaze. He was very surprised. It turned out that colored glaze was originally a natural gemstone in the Sino Continent.

It's just that the ingredients finally analyzed are no different from artificial colored glaze. The three large boxes of colored glaze and glass combined are estimated to be one hundred dollars, and you can get change.

It is true that the era is different, and the rarity of the items is also different.

In ancient times, colored glaze was equivalent to precious gems, which were invaluable. In today's world that can be produced artificially, it has become a commodity.

If the owner of the tomb knew that the colored glaze and glass he had worked so hard to collect were worthless, would he jump out of the cemetery in anger?