"The four disciples were the four strong men who followed the emperor Zhenwu. Ten thousand years ago, they were almost invincible under the emperor. Unexpectedly, they still exist in the world ten thousand years later. They shouldn''t!"


    The voice of the rosefinch is a little dignified. As an old monster ten thousand years ago, the rosefinch knows a lot of things.


    "What, the invincible existence under the emperor of heaven existed ten thousand years ago, but even the strong in the realm of holy wheel emperor can''t live ten thousand years!" Ye Han was surprised. If such an old monster is still alive, no one will survive unless it is the emperor of heaven.


    For a time, ye Han''s heart sank to the bottom of the valley. This Tiandi tomb is really too dangerous. No wonder even the strong like the four presidents are extremely afraid of Tiandi tomb.


    Rosefinch condenses the important road; "It''s reasonable to say that they shouldn''t be alive, but since they still exist, there must be a reason in the world, boy, now you''re in big trouble!"


    The strong man like the four disciples is still alive. Even if ye Han wants to escape, he has no chance.


    "Damn it, does this emperor''s tomb want people only to enter?" Ye Han''s face was hard to see the extreme. Just now the voice was so cold that there was no emotion. Ye Han didn''t dare to expect that the so-called four disciples would let him go.


    Buzzing, buzzing!


    On the void of the yellow sand earth, the air is fluctuating violently. At this moment, ye Han feels the supreme pressure coming. That pressure can easily burst Ye Han''s body.


    Then, four terrible figures appeared in four directions in the sky at the same time. They were wearing ancient Taoist robes, and their dull eyes showed a terrible cold air. There was no emotion in their eyes.


    "Sure enough, they are the four disciples, but... Something is wrong. They have been made into puppets!"


    The rosefinch''s eyes were fierce. After the four terrible figures appeared, it saw the clue for the first time. Although the breath of the four disciples was still terrible to the extreme, there was no life fluctuation on them, and their dull eyes were like robots.


    "Puppet?"


    Ye Han was surprised. Who can make such a strong man into a puppet? However, this problem is no longer what ye Han should consider. Now the four disciples have focused on him. How to live under their hands is the most important thing.


    "Intruder, die!"


    Suddenly, the voice that was so cold that there was no emotion was transmitted neatly from the mouths of the four disciples again. There was no divine light in their eyes, as if they could only say this sentence.


    Then, the earth shaking breath oppressed Ye Han. At this moment, the strong wind between heaven and earth was still, and even the yellow sand stopped floating. It seemed that there was no sense of time here. In an instant, only this breath made Ye Han feel that his body was going to be burst, and blood began to seep out of his eyes, nose and ears, It looks very ferocious and terrible.


    "Ah..."


    Ye Han roared. The unprecedented pain hit his whole body. At the moment, ye Han felt as if he was carrying several worlds. The weight could easily destroy him.


    "Boy, hold on!" the rosefinch is also a little worried at the moment, but in the face of the four disciples, who were super strong ten thousand years ago, unless they were in their heyday, the rosefinch is not sure to beat them.


    "Intruder, die!"


    The cold and heartless voice came out from the mouth of the four disciples again. The bones in Ye Han''s body were clattering and crushed. On his skin, blood lines were cracking. At the moment, ye Han''s body seemed to be cracking.


    "Alas, it seems that I still have to do it, but even if I do, I can''t stop these four guys!" the rosefinch sighed in her heart. If the four disciples really live well, they can be reasonable, but now the four disciples are four puppets, and there is no reason at all.


    "Ow!"


    At dusk, just when the rosefinch was ready to do it himself, a dragon chant that sounded all over the world suddenly passed through the distant sky. The Dragon chant was vast and full of supreme breath, as if it could suppress all forces in the world.


    In an instant, with the terrible sound of the dragon, the terrible breath on the four disciples went down like a vented ball. At the moment, they were just like ordinary people standing in the void.


    "Wow, poof!"


    As the terrible oppressive force disappeared, ye Han spit out a mouthful of blood directly. At present, he is extremely weak. Even if he uses his life force, he can''t recover in a moment. Just now, ye Han really walked in front of the gate of hell. He can feel death waving to him!


    "Long Yin, is it?" the rosefinch''s voice was uncertain.


    Go forward with great strength and vigour, as like as two peas of gold, and the golden dragon is the same. The golden dragon is flying in the sky and toward the side of the cold.


    "Sure enough, I had consciousness ten thousand years ago, but now after ten thousand years, I didn''t expect to have grown to this point!"


    "Rosefinch, this is the dragon?" Ye Han reluctantly raised his head and looked at the lifelike golden dragon flying above the clouds. On the golden dragon, ye Han felt the oppressive breath that can only be felt on the green dragon.


    And the golden dragon is definitely a powerful existence. Its powerful power can support the world, one-on-one. I''m afraid these four disciples are not its opponents!


    "Yes and no," said the rosefinch; "If you want to be precise, it''s just an instrument spirit."


    Ye Han looked surprised and said; "Will the spirit be so powerful?"


    Said the rosefinch; "You have too little knowledge. The dragon is the spirit of the Zhenwu mace. At the beginning, the emperor of Zhenwu used a drop of dragon blood when making the Zhenwu mace, so its spirit is the dragon. Now the spirit has existed for thousands of years, which is much stronger than the spirit in your creation tablet!"


    "Zhenwu mace weapon spirit!" Ye Han looked at the Golden Dragon and looked shocked. A weapon spirit could be so powerful!


    Said the rosefinch; "Let''s go. The spirit of this instrument obviously wants to save your life. The four disciples become puppets. Maybe it''s controlling or not, but anyway, your little life is saved!"


    "How to go?" asked Ye Han.


    Hearing the speech, the rosefinch said in a deep voice; "Follow the spirit of the weapon. Since it chooses to appear, it must not be so simple. As a powerful weapon that Zhenwu Tiandi once swept the world, don''t underestimate him!"