Standing quietly in an extremely spacious square made of white stones, Qin Shaoqing looked at the majestic palace in the distance that was as white as jade and seemed to reflect the sky.
In order to show respect for that person, Qin Shaoqing did not directly travel through space to the bloody throne where the ancient king's armor robe was attached, but slowly stepped forward and walked forward step by step.
It was as if the space in front of him was distorted. With each step Qin Shaoqing took, his figure would flicker for a long distance. Soon he climbed the stairs and arrived at the main entrance of the White Tomb Palace amid the worship of the guardian stone figurines on both sides.
The strange bronze mirror hanging in front of the main entrance of the tomb reflected Qin Shaoqing's figure, trembling crazily, as if agitating for the owner's arrival.
The door to the mausoleum opened slowly, only to have more sinister wind howling out. Of course, the sinister wind dissipated out of thin air as soon as it approached Qin Shaoqing.
Pass through the Soul Gallery, pass through the front palace guarded by the Lotus of Eternal Life, and cross the Bridge of Nine Deaths...
Walking on the majestic white arch bridge, the surroundings have been swallowed up by darkness, as if you are in the deep space universe, unimaginable emptiness and silence.
After walking an unknown distance, a huge altar across the endless darkness came into view.
The altar is like a noble and gorgeous ice crown. The steps below the altar are several times higher than a human being. It seems that it is not prepared for humans, but for gods and giants.
Looking from a distance, one can see a bloody waterfall like red silk hanging down from the altar.
At the edges and corners, the head of a black dragon is cast, and the bloody waterfall pours down from the dragon's mouth.
As you go up, the width of the steps becomes narrower and narrower, and the height becomes shorter and shorter. Slowly, one person can walk over it with one foot.
Climbing the last step, Qin Shaoqing's eyes fell directly on the top of the altar, which was entirely made of white jade.
In the center of the altar, there was a huge piece of emerald!
The jadeite is crystal clear, showing a strange blood red color, like a blood throne made of countless long swords inserted upside down, and it is awe-inspiring.
And on the Throne of Blood, a figure sat alone, but to be precise, it was not a person, but an ancient armor that resembled the armor Qin Shaoqing was wearing now.
The ancient armor is obviously empty, but it is supported and sitting on the Throne of Blood like a living person. At first glance, there seems to be a pair of strange bloody ghost eyes under the armor looking at him.
But when I looked at it again, I felt that it was just an ordinary armor.
Of course, as Qin Shaoqing, who temporarily possesses the plus-enhanced version of the ancient king's power, he can naturally feel the remnant soul of obsession hidden in the ancient armor.
That's right, it's the remnant soul of obsession, thousands of years of slumber, and thousands of years of torture. Qin Shihuang Yingzheng's soul has already been completely decayed no matter how tenacious it is.
Even if it truly wakes up and gains eternal life with the help of the blood sacrifice, it will no longer be the same angry person it once was.
"Do you regret it?" Qin Shaoqing said quietly after a long silence. He knew he could hear it.
After the words fell, the ancient armor was motionless at first, but gradually began to tremble. A pair of evil blood-colored eyes suddenly appeared under the armor. It wanted to seize Qin Shaoqing's body that was almost a perfect fit for him, but it was afraid of being in his body.
That force can be called terrifying.
Finally, with a slight salute, Qin Shaoqing no longer hesitated, strolled forward, stretched out his hand and gently touched the ancient armor robe.
The armor has the power of adsorption. Once someone touches it, the armor will immediately disintegrate and quickly attach that person to his body as a host.
However, when facing Qin Shaoqing, the ancient armor didn't dare to choose him as its host, but it couldn't help it.
Qin Shaoqing's eyes condensed, and in an instant the majestic power of the ancient king spurted out from his body, shrouding the ancient armor and robe, constantly washing away the evil and resentment contained within it.
Time passed slowly, and when the resentment and evil spirits in the armor were about to be cleared away, an illusory figure wearing a black dragon robe slowly emerged from the armor.
"I have no regrets!"
As a voice with extremely domineering and majestic tone sounded in Qin Shaoqing's ears, the illusory figure turned into countless light spots and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
"What a regret-free person! What a regret-free person!" Qin Shaoqing said as he looked at the dying soul of Qin Shihuang, "I will have no regrets in the future!"
For Qin Shihuang, pursuing immortality is his long-cherished wish. Only by living forever can he protect the land of China forever! Even if the final result is that his soul obsession is completely corrupted, and he even has to sacrifice millions of people in the ancient capital to revive him, he has no regrets.
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On the contrary, if he doesn't make any attempt, he will regret it!
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When the Evil Abyss Brigade was about to set off, a large number of undead souls had surrounded the group of ordinary people who voluntarily rushed out of the safe world. Even though there were mages around them who kept killing the incoming undead souls, they were nothing compared to the endless sea of undead.
carry.
Just when the Sea of the Dead was about to hit the ordinary people, thunder suddenly rang out in the night sky. The next second, countless stunning silver thunders cut through the night rain, falling like dragons descending from the world. In an instant, the blockbuster film was destroyed.
A large area of undead is annihilated.
The thunder clouds were suppressed, the silver thunder flashed, and the whole world was illuminated by bright silver lightning. Hai Dongqing was like an extremely noble ancient god descending from the sky.
The whole body is surrounded by silver thunder arcs, the body is sharp black, the head and tail are as white as snow, the wings are spread out to cover the sky and the sun, and the sharp eyes seem to be able to penetrate the void.
"That is?"
Han Ji's eyes were extremely shocked as he looked at the huge black figure hovering in the sky, which was even more terrifying than the corpse on the mountain. Could it be possible that the ancient capital was really going to die today.
But before his heart sank to the bottom, Han Ji suddenly discovered that the terrifying black giant eagle seemed to be here to help them, because the group of ordinary people wrapped in the Thunder Prison were not harmed in any way.
Although they don't know why the mysterious giant eagle wants to help them, now is the best opportunity.
"Set off!"
As soon as Hai Dongqing appeared, the dead kings from all directions around the ancient capital stopped moving and looked far into the sky above the ancient capital.
"Ho~!"
The corpse of the mountain peak stared at Hai Dongqing, and let out a roar, and a powerful sound wave swept across.
At this moment, perhaps in response to the corpse on the mountain peak, a death knell-like roar came from inside the evil abyss, and then a huge bone body rose into the sky from it. It was the Lord of the Bone Temple, and it was actually not dead.
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However, the Underworld Lord of the Bone Temple came out, but Lu Huan did not come out, which means...
With no time to grieve, the Shayuan Brigade charged forward in the sea of the dead as fast as possible!