"Weak chicken!"

Feng Hao whispered, then fell from the air. With a sweep of his mind, he discovered that there was a lot of power in the dark.

There are monks, strangers, and Chinese official troops stationed there.

Turning his head to look at the strange scene above Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, Feng Hao was surprised, but he also understood, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.

"There is really a treasure born in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin... No wonder Huo Qilin took great pains to come here."

Feng Hao patted Huo Qilin, who had his head lowered, and said: "Why are you so angry now? If this emperor hadn't left a ray of divine consciousness on you, God wouldn't have been able to save you."

Fire Qilin was convinced and rubbed his head against Feng Hao's. Thigh, mouthing: "I won't dare next time."

"There is a next time?" Feng Hao's eyes narrowed.

Fire Qilin shook his body, shook his head like a rattle, and said: "There will be no next time, no next time..."

Fire Qilin kept thinking about it. Looking in the direction of the imperial mausoleum, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and murmured in a low voice: "It's a pity that we have to miss this treasure."

These words were clearly meant for Feng Hao, He was obviously whispering to himself, but his voice was exceptionally loud.

Feng Hao glanced sideways at Huo Qilin and looked at the tomb of the First Emperor, his spiritual thoughts spreading instantly.

I thought that a mere large tomb would be revealed by his spiritual thoughts. Who knew, but his spiritual thoughts seemed to have hit a wall and could not penetrate it.

Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Feng Hao looked at Huo Qilin and said, "What is in this big tomb?"

Fire Qilin jumped happily with its four hooves and nodded like a Maoshuan: "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come."

Fire Qilin's voice was loud. Those monks and strangers who were watching the changes, including the Chinese official troops stationed there, undoubtedly took all of its words into account. Listened in.

The strange phenomenon in Qin Shihuang’s Mausoleum has occurred for several days, but various methods have been tried, but there is still no way to detect the situation inside.

Now that I heard Huo Qilin's words, it was like thunder from the sky stirring up fire on the earth. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened, hoping to learn from the mouth of this holy beast what the imperial mausoleum was hiding. What a treasure.

Bang!

Feng Hao slapped Huo Qilin on the head.

"Master, why did you hit me?" Huo Qilin was confused.

"Can the voice be louder?"

"Yes! Roar~"

Fire Qilin roared, shaking the earth. tremble gentlyIt started to tremble, then looked at Feng Hao in a flattering way, and its tail waggled.

Feng Hao’s face suddenly turned black into carbon.

What an idiot.

　“Pa!”

Feng Hao couldn’t help but move his hands again. Ever since he surrendered to Fire Qilin, he couldn’t help but beat Fire Qilin violently. What do you think? Why doesn't it go well?

Huo Qilin was beaten again for no reason. He looked at Feng Hao with an aggrieved look, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

I feel uncomfortable and want to cry.

"Tell me softly, what incredible treasure is there in this tomb?" Feng Hao glared at Huo Qilin.

Didn’t you ask me to speak louder?

Fire Qilin snorted, seeming to despise Feng Hao from the bottom of his heart, and then put his mouth to Feng Hao's ear and said mysteriously: "What is it specifically? I don’t know either..."

Pop!

The anger that was finally suppressed broke out again. Feng Hao slapped Huo Qilin with a slap, controlling the force, and knocked Huo Qilin alive.

"I'm really pissed off, this idiot."

The idea of ​​grilling the Fire Qilin into skewers became stronger and stronger in his heart, and Feng Hao even had the idea of The urge to grill unicorn meat next to the tomb of the First Emperor.

Fortunately, Huo Qilin's body was covered with life and looked like it was scorched. Feng Hao really couldn't be interested in it.

Fire Qilin may never have imagined that he had already walked through the gates of hell.

In any case, Feng Hao was very curious about the side of the mausoleum that could block his spiritual thoughts.

Want to find out.

Simply carried the body of Huo Qilin and walked towards the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin.

In the distance, there were monks and strangers from the Cultivation Alliance, as well as the officers and soldiers stationed here. , all looked at all this with their mouths agape.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He is indeed a god-like man...

When everyone saw Feng Hao dragging Huo Qilin towards the mausoleum, they were extremely anxious and wanted to stop him but could not.

An old congressman from the Cultivation Alliance came out. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, but strangely he still had a whip from the Qing Dynasty, which was very nondescript.

"Feng Hao, this is a national key cultural relic protection object. It is better not to act rashly for the time being. After the monitoring results come out, we can discuss entering the mausoleum together." The old councilor loudly advised.

　Feng Hao looked back at the old congressman, without any favorable impression, and said in a cold voice: "Do I need to consult with you about my actions?"

"This..." The old congressman's face turned into a pig. The liver color is uglier than swallowing a bunch of fly shit.

The Cultivation Alliance was founded during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. He loved the Xinjieluo family and was of the same clan as the Emperor. At that time, even Emperor Yongzheng had to perform the junior ceremony when he saw him. This was the first time he had lived for hundreds of years. In such cases.

"Are you going to stop the entire Cultivation Alliance and become an enemy of the country?" the old congressman said loudly.

The Cultivation Alliance will definitely not be able to help Feng Hao, but there is still hope to pull in China's entire huge national machine.

However, the old congressman’s wishful thinking obviously failed... because the troops stationed here immediately conveyed their intentions.

"On behalf of the Chinese military, I, Xu Ziling, solemnly protest against what Senator Aisin Gioro Yunho said. The Chinese military and the country will always uphold the cooperation agreement reached with Feng Hao and will never cooperate with Feng Hao. We are enemies."

General Xu in the combat command center was sweating like a bean. If he hadn't stood up at the critical moment to sever the relationship, he might have been dragged into the fire by this damn old congressman. .

They are really pig-like teammates.

At present, looking at the entire earth, which force and power does not know Feng Hao?

Who dares to be his enemy? Definitely got kicked in the head by a donkey!

Feng Hao was very satisfied with Xu Ziling’s performance. Obviously China is a very peace-loving country.

But the old congressman from the previous dynasty was obviously not very likable. Feng Hao looked at the old congressman with a cold face and said: "You can also cooperate with the alien organization..."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man dressed like Magneto in the movie stood up, Righteous words said: "Our alien organization has never said that we will be enemies with you, Emperor Feng. Old man, don't mess with the rhythm."

　"You..."

The old congressman’s face became even more ugly, and he touched his chest, as if his heart was bearing a load that should not be expected at this grade.

The old congressman originally wanted to win over the Yiren Organization and the Chinese state machine to stop Feng Hao who was about to take away the opportunity of the mausoleum. Who knew that the Yiren Organization and the Chinese military looked like they did not recognize him at all? .

At this moment, he is a mushroom!

A relieved smile appeared on Feng Hao’s face, and he suddenly felt that these strange people with genetic mutations and superpowers were also very cute.

At least, it’s much more pleasing to the eye than that old guy with braids.

Feng Hao continued to dragHuo Qilin's body was close to Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, and the vision of the mausoleum at this moment became even more shocking.

"This emperor is an immortal body, and is one of the founders of the Three Purities. His incense is endless, and his soul is immortal..."

In the sky, the sound of Yuanshi once again sounded. Tianzun's familiar and wild words made the eardrums of everyone on the ground swell.