Chapter 1175: The Gate of Ten Thousand Bones, the Seven-Layered Sword Tomb?
Boom! Blood rained, and electric snakes flashed.
The four corpses reaching the sky were filled with a faint light of blood, and evil spirits surged.
With eyes like lightning, Ye Chen raised his head and looked directly at the Qinglong corpse directly in front of him.
Thousands of years have not erased the fighting spirit contained in the green dragon's corpse, and the surging fighting spirit imprisoned the surrounding void.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Chen raised his right hand, holding the sword inherited by the Qinglong clan in vain, and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.
The momentum was like a rainbow, and the evil spirit permeating the corpse could not stop Ye Chen's steps.
Hundreds of feet arrived in an instant, and the sword of inheritance in Ye Chen's hand turned into a sword rainbow in vain, tearing through the void and shooting directly at the Qinglong corpse.
Thunder and strong wind circled around the green dragon's corpse, turning into a phantom of the blue dragon, soaring through the nine heavens.
The phantom of the green dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the loud roar of the dragon rose into the sky. At the same time, it opened its huge mouth and swallowed the sword of inheritance that was shot out, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the corpse of the green dragon.
"As expected!" Ye Chen murmured, holding the Suzaku Clan's inherited sword with his slender right hand again. Just like the same, the Suzaku Clan's inherited sword also turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the Suzaku corpse.
After the inherited swords of the Xuanwu Clan and the White Tiger Clan disappeared, the four sky-high corpses suddenly became alive, as if they had been given new life, and roared out to the sky.
Roar! The roar was deafening, and Young Master Su and others took a step back.
The sword finger moved slightly, and its martial arts will flowed through Master Su's sword finger, forming a will light shield to block the impact of the sound wave. Only in this way, the expressions of Qianchuan Xue and others improved.
"The Sword of Inheritance!" Huo Qilin stared at the four floating corpses in vain, and whispered: "The fourth generation has handed over the inheritance sword to the people of the four ancient tribes, and the sword of inheritance must be handed over to the fifth generation of the Moon God.
Could this be the function of this inheritance sword?"
The inheritance marks flickered, and the blood in the descendants of Qinglong and other four ancient clans trembled with these roars.
Four corpses are hovering around the whirlpool of blood rain. Qinglong Town is in the east, White Tiger Town is in the west, Suzaku Town is in the south, and Xuanwu Town is in the north!
Four waves of terrifying coercion roared in. Like a huge mountain, they suddenly fell on Ye Chen.
His body sank, Ye Chen faced the astonishing oppression and walked forward, looking directly at the five sarcophagi in the center of the square: "The four swords of inheritance are integrated into the corpses, then the Moon God Pendant should be placed next, placed in the groove.
Inside."
Gathering his will, Ye Chen's long hair danced wildly. Ignoring the oppression and obstruction, he approached the five sarcophagi step by step.
Crack! There was lightning and thunder. The five sarcophagi looked even weirder, and five figures inside them were looming in Ye Chen's sight.
"Fourth generation guardian!" Ye Chen just glanced at it and noticed the shocking pressure surging inside the sarcophagus.
"Last time I didn't break through the martial arts realm, these pressures couldn't stop me, let alone now?" Ye Chen's momentum instantly became extremely fierce, like an unsheathed sharp weapon, tearing apart the people gathered in front of him.
oppression together.
With overwhelming momentum, Ye Chen took several steps in succession. He landed on the high platform, where five sarcophagi were within feet.
There is a groove on the sarcophagus in the southeast, northwest, and the shape of the groove is exactly the same as the Moon Goddess Jade.
Ding! The crisp sound of sword chants resounded. Ye Chen took out four pieces of Moon God Pendant, and four sword intents spread over them, constantly impacting Ye Chen's martial arts suppression.
"What exactly is hidden in this sword tomb? Maybe we will know it soon!" Ye Chen was somewhat hopeful. The purpose of the Fourth Generation's arrangement of such a big plan was this sword tomb, so the secret hidden in the sword tomb was Ye Chen's most important secret.
Want to know.
Ye Chen gathered his martial arts will, and his Moon God Pendant immediately turned into four streams of light, falling in different directions.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, four pieces of Moon Goddess Jade slowly landed on the groove.
Bang bang! The heaven and earth trembled in vain, and the square tens of thousands of feet shook wildly.
The wreckage all over the place screamed in vain. The all-powerful swordsman in the past turned into a pile of bones. The unparalleled strong man finally turned into one of the corpses in the sky. This was the mournful sound of the swordsman, and it was also the mournful sound of the sword.
Huo Qilin had experienced such a feeling before, so when he heard it, he sighed slightly, maybe his old friend was buried in this sea of corpses.
The high platform shook, and the blood light condensed on the sarcophagus, forming a sword pillar reaching the sky. The sword pillar reached a height of a hundred feet, and reached the vortex of blood rain.
Looking at this scene, Ye Chen was slightly shocked. This sword pillar contained four terrifying wills, the wills of four generations of ancient clan guardians.
The ancient corpses hovering around the whirlpool of blood rain immediately stopped roaring, whizzed down, turned into a stream of light and disappeared among the four bloody sword pillars.
The blood light gradually materialized, and finally turned into a bloody sword pillar, on which appeared the phantoms of the green dragon, the red bird, the white tiger, and the black basalt.
Click! An unusual sound on the sarcophagus in the center caught Ye Chen's attention. A groove appeared again on the originally traceless sarcophagus. Compared with the previous groove, this groove was extremely small, only the size of a ring.
Seeing this, Ye Chen looked at the Qilin Ring on his right finger and said with deep meaning: "Qilin Ring, an inheritance of the ancient Qilin clan!"
Red lights flashed on the dim Kirin Ring, and an aura of vicissitudes of life filled it.
Lifting his steps, Ye Chen walked step by step towards the center of the high platform. A rain of blood fell on the sarcophagus, splashing with blood flowers.
The cold wind whipped up a rain of blood, blowing towards his face, and the pungent smell of blood filled the tip of Ye Chen's nose.
Inside the sarcophagus, a handsome-looking middle-aged man lay inside. Although this middle-aged man was lifeless and was obviously a corpse, there was a sense of martial arts will in the middle-aged man.
The sarcophagus isolated the breath of this middle-aged man, but it could not block the overwhelming murderous intention and fighting spirit.
"This person should be the fourth-generation Qilin Guardian!" Ye Chen murmured. He has Qilin essence and blood in his body. Ye Chen can detect the Qilin blood in the middle-aged man's body, which is extremely pure blood.
The grooves on the sarcophagus are very consistent with the Kirin Ring, and even the imprints are very consistent.
Ye Chen gently placed his right hand on the sarcophagus. A bone-chilling feeling spread inside the sarcophagus, and the Kirin Ring just fell into the groove.
It was at this moment that the long-dead vortex of blood rain emitted a melodious sword chant. This melodious sword chant seemed to come from ancient times, and it contained inexplicable vicissitudes of life.
The bloody rain suddenly condensed into ice crystals, forming snow flakes. The blood-colored snowflakes fell out of the vortex, ignoring the infuriating energy around Ye Chen, and landed on Ye Chen.
The Moon God's mark was filled with a faint light. Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the bloody snow. There was no will or death in the snow, but it made Ye Chen feel an inexplicable heaviness.
The blood and snow are flying, and the moon god has fallen! Ye Chen's eyes are changing. He has fallen into dreams four times. In the dream, he has experienced that scene. The blood and snow are flying, the life on his body has disappeared, and the all-powerful moon god has fallen.
In that bloody snow.
Ye Chen sighed slightly, the snow was really weird.
This heaviness was not only felt by Ye Chen, but also by Huo Qilin.
Suddenly, Huo Qilin's pupils shrank, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes that was difficult to conceal. Not only Huo Qilin was like this, but even Ye Chen was like this.
An illusory door emerged in the whirlpool of blood rain, with blood-colored snowflakes flying on the side. This illusory door is completely composed of white bones. Looking up from a distance, this illusory door looks more like a bone. A breath that shakes the world is illusory.
Echoing out of the door, this is a sad and vicissitudes of life.
Looking at the illusory door that was so close, Ye Chen breathed out softly: "The door of the sword tomb, the seventh floor of the sword tomb!"
"The seventh floor of the sword tomb!" The expressions of Fatty Xiao and others also changed. Could it be that this sword tomb is not on the sixth floor, but on the seventh floor.
"The previous oppression has disappeared!" Huo Qilin exhaled softly, and the pressure around him disappeared in vain, and the feeling of being suppressed disappeared.
"Let's go!" Huo Qilin took the lead and walked forward, crossing the forest of tombstones and arriving next to Ye Chenzhou.
Looking across the five sarcophagi, Huo Qilin raised his head, looked at the illusory door of ten thousand bones in the sky, and said: "The entrance to the seventh floor of the sword tomb?"
"Well!" Ye Chen's eyes remained motionless, staring straight at this illusory door, and murmured: "Perhaps this sword tomb door appears for the first time in the world. Four pieces of Moon God's Jade, four ancient
The inherited items of the Qilin clan and the ancient Qilin clan, these together are a key, the key to open the seventh-level sword tomb. I now understand why the fourth generation asked the Moon God to hand over the jade and the inherited items to the new Moon God.
, maybe the answer to the mystery lies behind this sword tomb door."
"It's a very deep situation. What did the fourth generation arrange this sword tomb to cover up?" Hearing this, Huo Qilin glanced at the five sarcophagi. This sword tomb became more and more complicated.
"Who knows, but as long as you step into this illusory door, you will know everything." Ye Chen shook his head, walked up to the door of the Sword Tomb!~!
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