Lu Yu slowly opened his eyes, and a dark stone wall appeared in front of him.
Here is an empty hall, with mahogany pillars and tiger patterns carved on them. Four huge bronze tripods are placed on each side of the hall, with pictures of clans going on expeditions carved on them. They are ancient and vicissitudes, and they are unknown for many years.
Lu Yu stood up slowly, feeling that everything in front of him was full of strangeness, but also had a sense of familiarity.
It was as if I had been here before and had seen everything before.
In front of Lu Yu, there was a row of shelves. The other shelves were already empty. Only the shelf in front of Lu Yu still had a piece of armor placed on it.
Helmet, collar, bronze mirror, combat boots.
The style is very different from the battle armor of the Dayu court, and even different from the battle armor of the Tang Dynasty.
Lu Yu put his hand on the armor, and felt bursts of mana flow from the thick and cold armor. This armor was obviously something extraordinary.
Next to the armor, there is an ancient bronze sword. The sword is three feet long, has an eight-edge hilt, and is extremely heavy.
Lu Yu pulled out the long sword, and there was a "crack" sound in the void. There was a cold light and murderous aura. It turned out to be a top-quality magic weapon!
"Why am I here?"
There was a faint feeling of tearing in Lu Yu's brain.
At the last moment of falling into the underworld, a strong feeling of sleepiness swept through Lu Yu's mind. Even with such a powerful soul, Lu Yu could not resist this feeling of sleepiness.
He fell into a deep sleep in the underworld.
The ghosts in the water from all directions swarmed in and submerged his body instantly.
Memories like a vast sea poured into Lu Yu's brain. Lu Yu suddenly had many more people's memories, which were confusing and complicated. All the memories of those ghosts during their lifetime seemed to have been plundered by Lu Yu.
Lu Yu took a deep breath and silently sorted out the memories in his mind.
These underwater ghosts, like the Yin soldiers in the outside world, once served a certain dynasty and fought on the battlefield during their lifetimes.
Even after so many years after death, their fighting spirit has not diminished at all. In this Shura purgatory, they always maintain certain memories of their lives.
"The evil ghosts in Chang'an City actually broke away from the shackles of the pressure of Hades. Could the existence behind them be more powerful than the ancient Ghost Emperor?" Lu Yu frowned.
His position as God of the Underworld was inherited from the ancient Ghost Emperor.
The ancient Ghost Emperor is the master of all ghosts, and all ghosts must obey his orders.
Unexpectedly, after the giant-faced evil ghost appeared, all the evil ghosts escaped Lu Yu's control.
Blood moon in the sky.
Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty.
Giant-faced devil.
The Chang'an City of the past is no longer the prosperous and prosperous imperial city it once was. Instead, it is full of murderous intent.
"Recruits, bring your equipment, the military commander is ordering troops!" A rough voice came from outside.
Hearing this voice, Lu Yu's brain suddenly flashed with inspiration, and many memories were connected in succession.
"Recruit, can't you hear me?"
A burly, armored man walked up to Lu Yu, his face was solemn, his eyes were gloomy, and his body was filled with endless killing intent.
When Lu Yu saw the man, he suddenly found that his face gradually overlapped with the face of a ghost in his memory.
They are obviously dead!
But now, he appeared in front of Lu Yu alive.
Lu Yu was shocked. He finally understood why his majestic Martial Saint felt tired and sleepy.
On the road to hell, he may have touched some kind of restriction, and thus came to a time that has long passed!
Lu Yu's breathing became rapid.
"Could it be that I have come to the Chang'an of the past!"