Chapter 941 Deadly Swarm of Rats

really!

Under Wang Zhu's careful observation, he found that there were faint traces on the floor tiles. At first glance, the traces looked like patterns on stones, but after a closer look, he found that these patterns had a certain pattern.

It is much easier to find these mechanism signs. Wang Zhu and Qin Fu, who were standing in the front, first used rocks to test along the lines, and finally slowly figured out a route with complicated footwork. Although the process is very slow, there is no way around it. The method, under the indiscriminate shooting of this powerful crossbow, body skills and skills are not important. If Wang Zhu uses his whole body's true energy, although he can withstand a certain distance, who knows how long this divine crossbow channel is?

Wang Zhu did not dare to take such a risk. The bows and crossbows of the Great Qin Dynasty had already reached the level comparable to modern ordinary weapons, and the crossbow-bow that shot eleven sharp arrows in a row was not inferior to many modern pistols. A large area was shot densely. In fact, this does not require many crossbow-bow shots. Another thing that worries Wang Zhu is that if these crossbow-bows also set up many incomprehensible mechanisms like golden geese, how can it be very difficult? There is a possibility that these crossbow arrows may never be exhausted, at least, they will not be exhausted when they are exhausted inside this city wall!

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor took thirty-eight years, almost half a century, and nearly a million migrant workers. It is absolutely impossible for the two of them to be able to clean up the materials of the institution. If that is the case, then this is not the real Shihuang Mausoleum. The imperial mausoleum is here...

In fact, with Wang Chu's power, he can completely ignore these institutions, but he does not want to use violence to destroy these institutions that already exist for more than 2,000 years. After all, these institutions are treasures belonging to the Chinese nation. repair.

In addition, these agencies are responsible for protecting the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Once they are destroyed, if they encounter tomb robbers in the future, they will really drive straight in.

Wang Chu didn't want to be a sinner through the ages.

In order to ensure the safety of Captain Shui and the others, Wang Zhu asked Xu Xianxian, the leader of the team, to stay far behind.

Wang Zhu moved slowly step by step, and the Qin family followed closely behind. This time is not the time to be arrogant, just a little mistake will trigger an unknown mechanism. .

Wang Zhu's calm heart was also overwhelmed by the huge mechanism of the imperial mausoleum. Two cold stars were scattered in his eyes, and his thoughts were always spreading inside the city wall. What surprised him was that the air in the underground palace was not circulated. Or other reasons. His divine sense that can now cover the entire city is like a fish out of water, it can only advance slowly with the movement of the body, and the highest extension distance will not exceed 30 meters.

This is simply unbelievable to me. Wang Chu can't understand that there is no way in this world to isolate his divine sense detection. Could it be that there are other insulating metals such as lead in this underground palace besides mercury?

in this world,

There are many metals that can isolate Wang Zhui's senses, but most of them are precious metals. Even in modern times, those precious metals are difficult to be mined in large quantities. The only common and large quantity is lead. Of course, the thick soil layer is also a natural barrier to objects, but it is definitely not the soil layer that isolates Wang Zhuosi's senses in this underground palace, and it is even very likely that it is not even lead, because even if there is a huge space in the city wall Lead should not be able to isolate Wang Zhu's thoughts within a range of 30 meters...

Of course, in addition to some special materials, there are formations.

Wang Zhu speculated that there should be some kind of mysterious formation in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which was specially designed to deal with cultivators.

"The tomb passage. The tomb passage at the north gate has arrived!" The Qin Mansion shouted impressively.

Looking at the city gate that was exactly the same as the capital city, a smile appeared on Wang Zhu's stern face, and finally, he approached the core of the underground palace. At the same time, Wang Cun felt relieved. According to the experience of consulting information recently, the location of large imperial tombs in the palace is much safer.

Of course, this does not mean that the core of the underground palace of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is a safe place. At least, there is mercury permeating the core of the underground palace, and there are mermaid oil lamps. For ancient tomb robbers, they are far more powerful than those golden geese and crossbow arrows. After all, the golden geese and the crossbow-bow still have a way to crack it, but the space filled with mercury and the underground palace burned with mermaid oil are spaces where creatures cannot survive. This is almost an unbreakable lore mechanism for ancient tomb robbers, because, in ancient times No gas masks and oxygen tanks.

This is why Xiang Yu would rather spend 300,000 people digging the Mausoleum of the First Emperor than digging holes to enter it. In the poor conditions of ancient times, it is the safest and most effective way to excavate all the tombs in the open air.

I have already entered the underground palace. Surprisingly, this journey is not at all risky. The underground palace is as big as a football field. The flashlight’s bright light in the tomb suddenly fades away. The light is like a dark spot in the endless void. In light, but the range of exposure is pitifully small. Of course, it's not that the brightness of the flashlight has decreased, but that the space has suddenly expanded, and the space where darkness absorbs light has increased, making people's vision seem less bright.

It seems that there are stars all over the sky in the underground palace, and they can’t be seen clearly. The little bits of light are flickering in the sky, giving people a feeling of dreaming. The scale of the palace has surpassed their imagination. Although it is not clear because of the darkness, it can be felt from the little starlight that there is no support for this huge underground palace...

What a great building this is!

This is a human miracle!

This is the glory of the Great Qin Dynasty!

It is conceivable how difficult and unbelievable it is to build a football field without a pillar in the technological situation thousands of years ago! Even in modern times, it is not easy to completely build a capped building the size of a football field.

While Wang Zhu was intoxicated by the magnificence of the imperial mausoleum, suddenly, a warning sign rose in his heart...

There is no way back!

The cyan light all over Wang Zhu's body suddenly shot up, and a thick cloud of mist permeated the air. There was already a faint layer of mist in the underground palace. A strange colorful light surrounded Wang Chu and Sun Jian like a transparent shield of colorful light...

"flutter!"

"flutter!"

"flutter!"

...

There was a muffled sound piercing through the air, and a silver-white mouse shot at Wang Zhu's protective body like an arrow off the string. Its sharp mouth hit the transparent shield, revealing its ferocious teeth, which were white and sticky with saliva. , a pair of small red eyes full of fierce light...

"flutter……"

...

Before the first mouse fell from the sky, countless mice kept crashing into Wang Zhu's protective zhenqi like bees returning to their nests, transforming into silver lines in the air, like shooting stars. Hit, sleepless.

"It's a mutant animal!" Looking at the silver mice gathering more and more outside the zhenqi, Wang Zhu's face changed color. Animals that can survive in this environment in the underground palace are definitely strong. There is no oxygen, and there is highly toxic mercury, and the instrument shows that there is no oxygen in the air at all.

Wang Zhu said while releasing powerful zhenqi to resist the continuous impact, the impact force of these mice is really powerful, every impact makes Wang Zhu's blood boil for a while, but Sun Jian has no pressure, he is completely on Wang Zhu's Under the protection of true energy.

"Get out!" Wang Zhu frowned as he watched the fallen mice rising continuously from the silver-white ground and the sky.

"Kill them!" House Chief Qin's hair was flying, murderous.

"Exit first and then talk."

Wang Zhu guessed that these rats were deliberately arranged by the first emperor, and he still didn't want to destroy the ecological environment of the underground palace. Looking back at the layers of rats at the entrance of the tomb passage, he felt a chill down his spine. White, and the highest part of the layers is as high as half a meter, which shows that there are a lot of mice.

Wang Chu suddenly remembered a disaster movie, the number of mice in it was also tens of thousands, but the scenes in that movie were nothing compared to the current one, both in terms of the number and the level of dominance and ferocity of the mice. Disaster movies are several times higher.

At least, although the mice in the disaster movie are huge, they are definitely not as flexible as these silver-white mice, let alone as cruel as these mice. The head mouse was hit badly by the zhenqi and continued to hit it until it couldn't move before being overwhelmed by the other mice.

What's more, the jumping ability of these mice is amazing. Although they can't fly in the air, they can jump more than three meters at a time. With the huge impact of the jump, even Wang Chu's spiritual body can feel a sense of power.

"Hurry up and find a way, or we will be trapped to death!" Qin Fu said to Wang Zhu. At this time, he was not as calm as Wang Zhu, and he had no time to think. These mice seem to be more intelligent than those golden geese. They actually know Every time they hit the same place, and as long as he has a tendency to move, they collide desperately together. Under this high-density impact, Qin Mansion can hardly move an inch. Step by step, now, Qin Mansion and Wang Zhu have left the entrance of the tomb farther and farther.

Although Wang Zhu has thousands of ways to kill these rats, the problem is that as long as he goes on a killing spree, it will destroy some of the facilities and ecological balance in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

The group of rats also seemed to have noticed that Wang Chu and Qin Fu wanted to exit the underground palace. Many rats were waiting by the entrance of the tomb. Their strong hind legs and sharp teeth that shone coldly gave off a strong visual impression. The impact, especially the silver-white and noble fur against the wretched and fierce appearance, is even more chilling. It's like a vicious man in ragged clothes is definitely not as stressful as a villain in a suit. When a villain mixes with a suit When wearing leather shoes, his damage is far more than that of a bad guy in rags.

Wang Zhu's pressure on the tomb passage suddenly increased. He knew that they had lost the chance to leave the underground palace. No one could resist the countless rats. These rats were like a fierce army of iron and blood. It is to prevent those who enter the underground palace from leaving...

Wang Zhu felt a little annoyed in his heart. Although there was not much danger for the time being, such exhaustion made him very uncomfortable. After all, he was a cultivator who had already advanced to the gods.

Qin Fu's cold eyes stared fixedly at the rats crashing into the sky. He had already killed no less than a thousand rats. Every time the palm wind passes by, there must be piles of mice killed by the palm wind. However, The vacancy swept away by the palm wind was quickly filled by the silver white in just a blink of an eye, and every attack by the Qin Mansion would incur more violent revenge from the rat.

"Grandma, if a tiger doesn't show its power, treat me like a sick cat!"

Finally, Wang Zhu couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly picked up the Great Thousand Worlds Pot.

Wang Chu had completely lost his patience, and decided to wipe out these ferocious mice.

Just when Wang Zhu picked up the Great Thousand Worlds Pot, a miraculous scene appeared. A few mice that were about to attack Wang Zhu suddenly jumped at a turning point, gently crossed the huge body of a bronze chariot, and disappeared in the mouse among the group.

There seemed to be a commotion among the ermines who were staring at each other. Gradually, the commotion was like an infectious disease. The ermines began to ebb like waves. Before Wang Zhu and the Qin family could react, it spread in the corner of the underground palace tomb. The ermine suddenly disappeared without a trace. Even the countless rat corpses that were beaten to death by Wang Zhu and the Qin Mansion at the beginning could not see a single one, as if, just now, Wang Zhu and the Qin Mansion were just having a dream...

Almost at the moment when the mouse disappeared, Wang Zhu's blood boiled for a while, it was a kind of fighting spirit boiling!

Relying on the sense of smell of a god and the sensitivity of the supreme immortality, Wang Zhu sensed an unusual aura. This is a kind of aura that only soldiers who fight on the iron-blooded battlefield have. Wang Zhu began to get excited. He hasn't felt this kind of excitement for a long time, because this feeling is the same as the battlefield in a different space.

Wang Zhu's blood is boiling, and his divine sense is wandering in the underground palace like a ghost, hiding, looking for the owner of that breath!

After the rats disappeared, Xu Xianxian led Captain Shui and the others to follow.

All the people followed behind Wang Zhu and the Qin family, cautiously, like walking on thin ice.

An hour passed, Wang Zhu and Qin Fu held their breaths and were always chasing that aura, that iron-blooded aura. Unfortunately, no target appeared, but Wang Zhu felt that the aura was getting closer and closer. The adrenal glands start to secrete.

Wang Zhu had a premonition, a premonition that he would find it soon, because he had already felt the depression that penetrated into the bone marrow before the war came.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

Several huge echoes echoed in the air, as if something heavy was vibrating on the ground, as if the underground palace was trembling. Wang Zhu and Qin Fu held their heads high and stood tall like a mountain. They felt that the bronze tripod beside them seemed to be shaking.

The sound of dong dong stopped, and the underground palace fell into silence again. Qin Mansion couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The pressure from this sound was really too great, so much that he had to use his true energy to control his heart. beat……

Awesome!

Qin Fujian's inaudible sigh hadn't finished yet, and the "dong dong" sound rang out again. This time, the sound was much softer, but the sound was quieter, but Qin Fu could clearly hear it. Feeling that the voice is coming towards them,

It's footsteps!

Sweat dripped from Qin Fu's forehead like a waterfall. It was definitely the sound of footsteps. If he was not sure because of the loud sound at first, then Qin Fu can now be sure that it is the sound of footsteps...

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