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On the ground of the imperial mausoleum, in the chaos that shrouded the sky, a burst of purple energy soared into the sky, spreading towards the infinite void.

That powerful aura is extremely mysterious, and it seems to contain endless historical imprints.

This breath penetrates the heaven and the earth, reaching up to Jiuxiao and down to Jiuyou.

Qin Mu and the others stared at the imperial tomb, and Cheng Xueyi suddenly thought, "Have you noticed that this piece of chaos is very similar to the center of the universe?"

Lu Yaqing nodded cautiously, "They are indeed similar. Could it be that there is some connection between them?"

He Zhenyao said, "The imperial mausoleum seems to have a certain echo with the heaven."

"Come on, let's go look up."

Qin Mu ordered decisively, and the five left in a cloud.

With the current strength of the five, they are almost omnipotent within the Three Realms.

Where is the extension of Ziqi?
The five of them flew into the God Realm with the clouds, but the purple air didn't stop there. It penetrated the entire God Realm and went to the depths of the vast universe.

Lu Yaqing was a little puzzled, "Where do you think it will go?"

Cheng Xueyi said, "Looking at the direction it is going away from, it seems to be the depths of the universe."

"No way, is it related to the chaos in the depths of the universe?"

Dinah screamed.

Qin Mu also felt that this matter was very strange, as if something in the dark was guiding this purple air.

If it really has something to do with the chaos in the depths of the universe, could it be that the willow old man is at work again?
Qin Mu doesn't believe in this evil, how can he be worshiped after being sealed?
"You stay here, I'll go and see what happens."

Everyone nodded in unison. After all, no one can match Qin Mu's strength. It is too far to go to the depths of the universe, so it is convenient for Qin Mu to come and go.

Dinah originally wanted to go with her, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

She doesn't want to be misunderstood to be favored alone.

Qin Mu gave a soft drink, and his figure turned into a golden light and left.

The four of Lu Yaqing stayed in the God Realm, looking at this barren world.

"Do you think the God Realm can return to its previous appearance?"

Cheng Xueyi shook her head, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"The great war [-] years ago caused too much damage, and all the gods fell. Most of them disappeared in the long river of history. How can they recover?"

The formation of the God Realm is also the accumulation of 10 years or more. Once it is destroyed, it cannot be restored with your great magic power.

Qin Mu traced hundreds of millions of miles away, released his spiritual consciousness, and finally reached the depths of the universe.

There was chaos there, and countless divine patterns were circulating.

The purple air of the imperial mausoleum is heading towards chaos. Looking carefully, apart from this purple air of the imperial mausoleum, there are dozens of auras of unknown origin coming together.

Why is this happening?

The purple air of the royal tomb actually communicates with the chaos at the center of the universe?
Qin Mu was very surprised, no matter what, go back and cut off this purple energy first.

After finding out the reason, Qin Mu immediately returned to God Realm to join Lu Yaqing and the others.

In the imperial mausoleum, a car crossed the desert and came directly in this direction.

The car raised a trail of dust and smoke, and quickly rushed to the imperial mausoleum.

The drunk got out of the car, wearing a bag, and the whole body was equipped like an explorer.

He glanced at the car, opened the fuel tank cap, lit the lighter and threw it at the fuel tank.

puff--

A flame burst out and soon engulfed the entire car.

The drunkard headed towards the imperial mausoleum without looking back.

boom -

There was a loud explosion from behind.

Debris from the car flew everywhere, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The drunkard entered the imperial mausoleum without hesitation.

When Qin Mu came back, Lu Yaqing and the others immediately surrounded him, "How's it going?"

Qin Mu said, "It really is the chaos in the depths of the universe, where dozens of air currents are sucked by it."

He Zhenyao frowned, "Could it be that these two pieces of chaos are really related?"

Cheng Xueyi said, "Imperial Mausoleum is a place with important dragon veins, it has the will of heaven in it, so it is understandable that it is related to the way of heaven."

"If that's the case, then we have to hurry back and protect the dragon veins."

Qin Mu didn't know what he was thinking?
His expression is very strange.

If the chaos in the depths of the universe is related to the imperial tomb, why did it destroy the imperial tomb?

The imperial mausoleum is the foundation of the Nine Clans, no wonder the Nine Clans were hit so hard.

The imperial tomb must be protected!

The five figures came back from the God Realm and were about to cast spells when Qin Mu's eyes suddenly froze. He saw the fragments of the cars.

Has anyone been here?
The five people gathered together, looked at the pile of debris and said, "He blew up the car, so he probably gave up the idea of ​​going back."

"not good!"

Cheng Xueyi shouted.

"This person has given up the idea of ​​going back, which means he is determined to win."

Dinah asked, "Who the hell is he?"

Qin Mu's face was serious, "Drinker!"

drinker?

Everyone exclaimed, "Why is he here?"

Lu Yaqing was also very surprised, why did the alcoholic come to the imperial mausoleum alone?

Does he also know about the Nine Clans?

He Zhenyao didn't talk much all the time, and her purple dress set off her character even more. The natural aloofness and loneliness are always fascinating.

Qin Mu said, "You stay here, I'll go in and have a look."

Lu Yaqing said, "Let's go together and see what happened to the imperial tomb?"

Five people entered the imperial mausoleum, which seemed to be the same as before.

Since the strength of the five people has far surpassed before, entering the imperial mausoleum has naturally become a piece of cake.

Passing through passages, Qin Mu and the others once again saw the scene in the imperial tomb.

The five elders who guarded the mausoleum back then have passed away, and they have spent a long 100 years here.

Whenever he thinks of this, He Zhenyao still feels a little guilty.

They sacrificed for their own sake. If it hadn't been for the accident, they should still be in the imperial mausoleum now.

Qin Mu noticed He Zhenyao's expression and comforted him, "Let's go, let's pay homage to the five elders when we have time."

Pass through the numerous halls and come to the core of the imperial mausoleum.

A burst of purple air rose into the sky, and the situation in the tomb was extremely pessimistic.

The underground water source has been exhausted, and the energy of the dragon veins is spreading.

Some places have cracked open.

Long before that, Qin Mu asked Cheng Lao and others to rebuild the imperial mausoleum. How could this happen?
"It is necessary to prevent the loss of this dragon energy."

"We cast a spell to seal it!"

Cheng Xueyi shouted.

He Zhenyao said, "No, it loses its meaning after being sealed, and the land of dragon veins must be alive."

Yes, some people say that dragon veins can move around by themselves, and some even change places.

This is the ancestral land of all dragon veins, so it can last for thousands of years.

Once it is sealed, it becomes no different from an ordinary place, which is also very detrimental to the Nine Clans.

"What should I do?"

Lu Yaqing looked at the dragon energy, it was about to spread extremely fast.

"If we don't stop it in time, the dragon energy will be exhausted, and something will happen to the Nine Clans."

He Zhenyao said, "The alcoholic is still inside, Qin Mu, what is he doing?"

Qin Mu's spiritual sense disappeared in a flash, and he quickly searched every corner of the entire imperial mausoleum.

The drunkard was at the very center of the imperial mausoleum, and he didn't know what he was going to do. He was standing on the edge of the cliff above the dragon's vein, holding a dagger, with an extremely serious expression on his face, as if he was making a very important decision.