Chapter 927 Graveyard
The battle above the Red Sea has stopped. Below the Red Sea, soft bubbles wrapped around monks standing in the water. They looked at the position emitting light through the bubbles. They looked greedy, expectant, interesting, etc.
Time travels from day to night, from night to dawn. This day and night brought the monks farther away to come, and made the Lord Huiyin and others work hard for a long time to protect their subordinates.
However, the 200,000 disciples were still reduced by almost every time. Many monks who had old or had owed Rongguo cause and effect were ten times higher when they killed those disciples.
The Red Sea was once again stained with blood. The catastrophe made many people retreat further, and many people were fascinated by the catastrophe and came to the Red Sea to fight.
‘Rumbling’.
When the first ray of light in the horizon shone on the sea, a loud noise rang out a hundred miles in the Red Sea as everyone was anxious and expecting.
The waves in the sea surged, and the tsunami swept through the huge waves. The strong vibration made everyone unstable at the bottom of the sea, and the ships on the sea swayed, and there was a danger of overturning at any time. All major forces took action to stabilize their own forces, and were also filled with joy while being frightened.
With such a big disturbance, it is probably not easy to settle the treasure or the secret realm. They really have to thank the three families of Echo Daozhu for their stupidity, which gave them such an opportunity. Alas, there are still many good people in this world.
After the loud bang, the restriction that blocked everyone slowly disappeared, and the dazzling light also dimmed. Then one by one, a series of vortexes of water appeared in front of everyone, as if the underwater black hole was attracting everything approaching.
The elder of Jinghai Sect led his disciples to investigate with his skills and said in surprise: "The ridge in the Red Sea is broken."
A casual cultivator couldn't help but ask, "Is it because the treasure is below the ridge. Now the ridge is broken, and the treasure is about to be born?"
The elder pondered for a while and replied: "It's not impossible. Everything needs to be investigated."
Some young man couldn't hold back his energy and walked into the vortex first. The other scheming monks locked the young man tightly. They found that he had walked in safely, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, the monks all rushed towards the vortex, but in an instant there was no one here.
After they left, Yu Cang sat upright and put it on, laughed and said, "It's a good opportunity to kill."
Buci and others immediately ordered a rush to the opposite side. Now there is no one to interfere and the number of people left on the opposite side is similar to theirs.
If they don’t even understand the throng of the 100,000 elite soldiers from the opposite country, they can’t even understand the thugs of 100,000 defeated soldiers and generals.
"Yu Cang's old man, you are actually attacking at this time!" The head of the Yu family said coldly.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on treasure hunting. Who would have thought that Yu Cang was so hard-core, and he even attacked them without caring about it.
Ye Qingfeng held the book in his hand and smiled gently, "At this time, you are in a difficult situation. The strong are exhausted in protecting the weak and the weak are desperately surviving, and the minds are broken. Such a good opportunity should not be missed."
He gently pointed his smile on the book, and said with a gentle smile as jade: "Mist."
The words followed, and the thick fog surrounded the people opposite. They were covered by the fog, and they could not see anything clearly if they were more than half a meter away. However, Rong Chao's army could see clearly.
Yu Cang, Ye Qingfeng, Buci and others locked on the strong men opposite, making it impossible for them to provide any help to their disciples, so a massacre began soon.
At the bottom of the sea, the treasure hunters followed the undercurrent and left the vortex, and were shocked as soon as they stood firm.
What you see in your eyes are endless graves, with high and low levels, and strong and weak yin energy lingers.
Qi Xing said strangely: "Is this a cemetery established by His Majesty for the soldiers who died in the Battle of the Three Kingdoms? It doesn't feel very similar. There were not so many people who died back then."
This tomb that could not be seen at the edge is at least a place for tens of millions of people.
Bu Jinchao reached out and pinched a wisp of yin energy and sensed it, and said with a serious expression: "These yin energy is very pure and has a very long-lasting aura."
The elders of Jinghai sent a few steps to check the nearest tomb. A faint cold sweat oozed out of their foreheads: "This is not the cemetery established by Emperor Xu a hundred years ago, but it existed under the ridge."
He said in a deep tone: "It should be the break of the ridge that led to the birth of the cemetery."
Zhou Chen bumped into the person beside him and asked curiously: "Do you know what's going on? Did Your Majesty bury the bodies of the soldiers here when he found something wrong here?"
The person beside him was wearing a hat that was isolated from his sight, and his tone was also strangely hoarse: "I don't know. I'm not from Tianji Pavilion or Xingchen Pavilion, so I ask what I'm doing."
This person was even a little impatient.
Zhou Chen smiled and said, "I'm not trying a chance. I have always trusted your luck."
The man in the hat was silent for a moment and said, "If you can say such words, it seems that your conscience has run away from home."
Zhou Chen didn't mind at all, and he was still thinking about joking: "If something happens later, or if you are about to take action, you must remind me. I have to bite the bullet and be friends with you. You can't let me bury me here and be with you as a companion."
The man in the hat snorted coldly and did not speak, but agreed.
Someone who knows how to do things picked up the broken crucifer from the ridge and calculated it, and said in surprise: "This has a history of at least tens of thousands of years."
As soon as these words were said, no one of several people helped to take a breath, but fortunately the bubbles that wrapped them could provide them with infinite oxygen.
Tens of thousands of years of history? Doesn’t that mean that this place is likely to be an ancient tomb?
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes lit up. There are good things in the ancient tomb, and they have to look for them.
"Let's go, let's go to the center where the vision appeared before," someone suggested.
Others did not object, after all, everyone knew that the location of a vision was very likely to be where the treasure appeared.
As for these tombs, it is still time to investigate when they come back.
Everyone walked quickly forward, and the ridges collapsed, the yin energy gathered, and everything was exhausted.
Until they came to a huge tomb area, where large tombs stood for thousands of miles, and the cold wind whistled on it. Next to this tomb area was the cemetery of the soldiers of Rongguo a hundred years ago.
Because the ridge suddenly broke, these tombs were somewhat damaged. The armor, which was eroded by Yin Qi and sea water, and broken weapons were scattered on the ground. The tragic and tragic atmosphere suddenly calmed down.
With their arrival, the blood evil spirit came quietly as if awakened. The will of the unyielding bloody battles in all directions shook, as if it was about to overturn the sea water and walk again in the world, and continue to die for the Lord.
In a trance, everyone seemed to see the soldiers of Rongguo who had fought to the death and fought in all directions. Even if their heads were cut off, their bodies would not retreat even if they were split.
"Fight, fight, fight!" One sound of voices sounded in consciousness, making the monk with weak minds turn red in his eyes, as if he was trapped in an hallucination.
Seeing this, a Taoist priest of Taixuan Sect lowered his eyes and said lightly: "The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun." His voice was not loud but he easily awakened the affected monk.
The awakened monk took a step back in horror, looking around as if he was looking at some beast: "I never thought that a hundred years have passed, and the soldiers of Rongguo are still fighting spirit."
Zhou Chen mocked: "These soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country and were wrapped in corpses of horses and leather are obsessed with them, and their endless fighting spirit slept here. How can you and the disciples of the sect understand their ambitions?"
The disciples of the sect have always been the first priority in the interests of the sect, and have never had the concept of family, country and world.
For a moment, everyone's expressions were particularly complicated, and they couldn't tell whether they were admiring or something else.
After such an incident, they all became cautious, guarded the spiritual platform Qingming and continued to move forward. The more they walked forward, the fighting spirit gradually calmed down, and their hearts were raised.
But soon, they stopped again, and their faces changed drastically, as if they had seen something incredible.
I saw that in the center of the ancient tomb and the tomb of the soldiers of Rongguo, there was an independent and high tomb, which was independent of the world and demonstrated its extraordinaryness.
The crazy young man who was only thinking about suicide instantly turned pale and frightened, and shouted: "How is this possible!"
For some reason, he felt so heartbroken when he just looked at the tomb, as if there was an existence that was more important than life and was lying inside.
He was not afraid of death, and often did not take his life seriously. But when he stood in front of this grave, the suffocation pain came densely, making his limbs cold and dizzy.
He stared at the grave in front of him. It was not big, and the tomb was much higher due to changes in the underground ridge. This grave was no different from other graves. The only thing that made him unbelievable was the huge tortoise shell tombstone in front of the grave.
The tortoise shell exudes a desolate and heavy aura, and even a little bit of ferocity that is not triggered. Because of the past century, it has absorbed the soldiers' fighting spirit and blood evil spirits, and coupled with the circling yin energy, the tortoise shell has become much bigger, just half a piece higher than the tomb.
Everyone stared at the tombstone, and saw a few big words engraved on the tombstone: The Tomb of Emperor Rong Xu!
The pillar of heaven in Rong Kingdom has not collapsed, although the fortune of the golden dragon has not died, and the karma of heaven and earth has not changed hands.
Everything proves that Emperor Xu is still alive, how could there be a cemetery? It is extremely terrifying!
Unless Rongguo has a way to mislead the eyes of the world and deceive the way of heaven.
Zhou Chen was unbelievable, and he spoke quickly and whispered: "How could Emperor Xu fall? The tomb is still in such a simple place. No one knows it. That man's strength is unfathomable and cannot be understood. He will never die so simply. But there is her cemetery here. If she is not dead, who dares to set up a tomb for her!!"
The man in the hat couldn't hold back anymore. He clenched his fists tightly, and his voice hoarsely said: "I don't believe that Emperor Xu will die of the disaster, so do you have to dig a grave?"
Zhou Chen: No, no, no, I dare not.
I dare not act rashly when Emperor Xu is alive, and I dare not act even more if she dies. Who knows if the person who takes one step and sees three steps is doing tricks on her grave.
If it is still possible to think about it carefully, if a hundred years have passed and Emperor Xu has never come back, no matter how patient people are, they can't sit still, and testing is necessary.
If Emperor Xu calculated all this, he would use his own cemetery to cut off all temptations and make time for Rongguo to strengthen himself.
Chapter completed!