Female supremacy: The journey of a pregnant princess to the top

The puppet's eyes flashed red, and raging flames spewed from its mouth. It pounced towards them. Jiang Lingyue and others hurriedly dodged.

Jiang Lingyue dodged the puppet's attack with a flash. She picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the puppet. The stone hit the puppet with a clang sound.

The puppet was unharmed and continued to spit fire at them.

Lin Lige used earth magic to defend against the flames, while Murong Bing used water magic to summon a water dragon, which rushed towards the puppet. The water dragon collided with the flames, making a "chi chi" sound.

Jiang Lingyue took the opportunity to release a wood magic to entangle the puppet's feet. At the same time, Luo Qingyun used a gold magic to try to control the puppet. Pei Ao raised his spear and attacked the puppet.

However, the puppet's defense was extremely strong, and their attacks had almost no effect. Jiang Lingyue thought for a moment and decided to use the spear to pry open the puppet's joints.

She leaped up and stabbed at the puppet's arm. The spear penetrated the puppet's joint smoothly, and the puppet's movements suddenly became slow.

Jiang Lingyue took advantage of the situation and used her strength to remove the puppet's arm. Seeing this, the others followed her example and attacked the other joints of the puppet.

Under the joint attack of everyone, the puppet finally fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Jiang Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sarcophagus and looked at the sword.

Among the five of them, Murong Bing is best at using the sword. The other four are from the elite class of spearmanship and now they all use guns. Objectively speaking, giving the sword to Murong Bing will increase the strength of the team.

So, she asked for the opinions of the others, "Are you willing to give this sword to Xiao Bing?"

"I have no objection." Lin Lige was the first to express her opinion.

Luo Qingyun and Pei Ao also nodded in agreement.

"That's decided then. Xiaobing, this sword is now given to you." Jiang Lingyue handed the sword to Murong Bing.

Murong Bing took the sword and looked at everyone gratefully, "Thank you, I will definitely make good use of this sword."

"Okay, let's get out of here."

As Jiang Lingyue spoke, she looked around vigilantly, examining the tomb carefully.

Her eyes swept across every corner, and stopped at the wall opposite the tomb, where she discovered another stone door! This door was in the opposite direction of the one they came in through. If they went out from here, they might find something new.

Everyone looked at each other, and a feeling of anticipation surged in their hearts. So, they began to look around for the mechanism to open the door.

After about a cup of tea, Jiang Lingyue finally found the clue on a Pixiu in front of the stone gate.

She carefully reached out her hand and tried to turn the Pixiu. As she moved, there was a dull rumble and the stone door slowly opened inward, revealing a dark and deep passage.

Jiang Lingyue and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with delighted expressions on their faces. They exchanged glances with each other, and then stepped into the unknown passage without hesitation.

As I walked into the passage, a stale smell hit me in the face.

Pei Ao directly used fire magic to light the oil lamps on both sides of the passage. The walls on both sides of the passage were engraved with strange symbols and patterns, giving people a mysterious atmosphere.

Murong Bing looked at him in surprise, "You actually have a fire spirit root? Why didn't you cast a spell to light up the lamp in the previous passage?"

"It was my first time in the tomb, how could I know there were oil lamps on the wall?" Pei Ao shrank his neck in grievance, "Besides, you lit the tinder so quickly, why should I bother doing that?"

Murong Bing heard his sophistry and glared at him hatefully.

"Hush, everyone be careful."

Feeling the ground beneath her feet vibrate slightly from time to time, Jiang Lingyue became alert and reminded everyone to stay vigilant.

Hearing this, several people fell silent and walked forward cautiously.

Suddenly, Pei Ao, who was walking in front, stepped on a stone brick. There was a slight "click" sound, and the stone brick sank.

Then, countless arrows suddenly shot out from the walls on both sides of the passage, flying towards them at high speed. Jiang Lingyue and the others were horrified and hurriedly used their skills to dodge.

"Oh no! This is a trap!" Jiang Lingyue shouted.

Murong Bing waved his sword and deflected the arrows shot at him one by one. Lin Lige quickly cast an earth shield to protect the people behind him.

"Go this way!" Jiang Lingyue found a safe gap and rushed over with everyone.

However, not long after they walked, they encountered new troubles. Two forks in the road appeared ahead.

"How do I choose?" Lin Lige asked in confusion.

Jiang Lingyue calmly observed the two forks in the road. The passage on the left was narrower, while the passage on the right was wider.

She pondered for a moment, pointed to the passage on the right and said, "Let's go this way."

Everyone agreed and prepared to follow her into the right passage. At this time, a voice was faintly heard from the left passage, and several people stopped to watch curiously.

After a while, they saw the Eighth Princess and her group running over from the left passage. The two groups looked at each other. But they also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for long, so they tacitly did not find fault.

After a brief exchange, Jiang Lingyue speculated that the two teams had just passed through different secondary tomb chambers, and the main tomb chamber was probably still in the front right.

So, everyone continued along the right passage.

They found that the stone carvings on the wall became increasingly strange, as if telling some ancient secrets.

As they walked, a huge stone door appeared in front of them. There were complex runes carved on the door, emitting a mysterious light.

Jiang Lingyue stepped forward and looked carefully, trying to find a way to open the door.

At this moment, the sword in Murong Bing's hand suddenly shone with a strange light, resonating with the runes on the stone gate.

"Could this sword be the key to open the stone gate?" Jiang Lingyue's heart moved.

Murong Bing inserted the sword into the groove on the stone door and turned it gently.

With a dull sound, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a long and deep hall before everyone.

Bronze figurines holding spears stood neatly on both sides of the long hall. The stone walls on both sides were decorated with pillars, and the oil lamps on the pillars were lit one by one, extending into the distance.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were beating like drums and they hesitated to move forward.

At this time, the Eighth Princess in a pink dress stood up, looked around, and looked at Jiang Lingyue sarcastically, "Look at you all, you are so timid, so useless, I will take the lead."

After she finished speaking, she took the lead and stepped forward, looking calm. The lackeys around her seemed a little nervous, and they followed her closely, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

In contrast, Jiang Lingyue did not say anything back. She just quietly followed behind with a few people.

Everyone carefully passed through the formation of bronze figurines, taking every step with extreme caution.

Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard, breaking the silence. The bronze figurines on both sides had red flashes in their eyes, and suddenly moved as if they were given life.

Their movements were in unison, as if controlled by some force.

This sudden change startled everyone. They dodged, held their weapons tightly, and looked around vigilantly.