1987. Chapter 1987 Deep in the Emperor's Mausoleum
Under the vortex, the space seems to be stagnant.
The power of the saint confines everything.
Qin Xuan looked at the severed hand. In the wrist and above the bone beads, a faint coercion suddenly appeared.
In an instant, all the pressure around his body disappeared.
In the past, when he was in the secret realm of the Immortal Source, he had the Emperor's Mind to break through the Saint's power, but now, he no longer has the Emperor's Mind. With his true Immortal Mind, trying to break through the pressure of the Saint is nothing more than a fool's dream.
Qin Xuan looked at the severed hand, and his hands suddenly condensed.
Immediately, his thin lips opened slightly.
"break!"
The vast sound, like the holy sound, resounds in this heaven and earth.
In an instant, the Holy Power Confinement that imprisoned Zhen Qianzhou and others was also shattered.
He looked at Luo Fuxian and others and said, "Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower, you can take it and leave!"
As soon as the sound fell, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook, and he rushed directly towards the severed hand!
"Master Qin!"
"Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?"
Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou couldn't help but change their expressions suddenly.
However, Qin Xuan had already endured the pressure of the Saint and was approaching. As Qin Xuan approached, the severed hand seemed to notice that a vast Saint power swept across again, like a tsunami, hitting Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with light, and the Eternal Sword in his hand trembled, "A mere saint, you want to stop me?"
boom!
A touch of Nine Nether Saint Yuan condensed on the Eternal Sword.
In an instant, the sword light slashed towards the holy power.
Qin Xuan's face turned slightly red as the sword light and holy power clashed, but he didn't care and struck out with the sword again.
The sword light intertwined, and with a roar, Qin Xuan forcefully broke open several feet, and approached the saint's severed hand.
Qin Xuan glanced at the severed hand and took a deep breath.
The saint's severed hand seemed to be completely angry, and his palm was actually trembling. Immediately, a vast force burst out from it.
In an instant, the space with a radius of ten feet was shattered in an instant, but Qin Xuan had already noticed it. He directly shook the wind and thunder wings, avoided this place, and rushed into the whirlpool.
He looked down at Luo Fuxian and others with indifferent eyes.
"Deep in the Emperor's Tomb, as expected!"
"Opportunity comes from danger!"
Qin Xuan murmured softly, his wind and thunder fairy wings shook, and he was completely submerged into the vortex.
Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou looked almost dull.
Luo Fuxian couldn't help but want to step forward, but was suddenly stopped by Zhen Qianzhou.
"You can't go!"
"That leads to somewhere unknown. This place is the burial mausoleum of the emperor!"
Zhen Qianzhou seemed to be aware of Luo Fuxian's actions. He watched the severed hand fly out and rush into the vortex. Immediately, the entire vortex seemed to be vibrating and slowly shrinking.
Luo Fuxian looked at Zhen Qianzhou and took a deep breath.
"Step aside!"
Then, she stepped forward and rushed straight into the whirlpool.
Zhen Qianzhou's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily, "Qin Changqing, you have harmed me!"
Immediately, he jumped into the air and followed Xiang Luo Fuxian.
"Miss Luo, Master Zhen!"
At this moment, the expressions of brother and sister Mo Yu and Mo Xuan suddenly changed. They looked at each other and saw the shock and anger in each other's eyes, as well as a hint of sadness and anger.
This is a sea of soul-stealing flowers, and without Luo Fuxian here, they can't get out at all.
Now, they have their own way...
In an instant, the two of them jumped into the air and rushed directly into the whirlpool.
As four figures rushed into the vortex, after a few breaths, the huge vortex had completely disappeared.
Instead, there was a wave of terror that was as terrifying as the exploding stars.
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The place where the Demonic Bone Soul Flower was located was almost annihilated in this wave. Not only that, but many flowers and plants in the sea of soul-stealing flowers were also annihilated in it and turned into nothingness.
…
In the darkness, Qin Xuan opened his eyes slightly. He looked in front of him, and suddenly his pupils shrank.
In front of him was a headless corpse. The corpse was standing in front of him. Beside it, the severed hands of the saint were scattered casually on the spot.
Qin Xuan looked around with his peripheral vision. It seemed to be a dark red cave. There were a little blood-colored crystals around the cave, illuminating the cave.
This is underground!
Qin Xuan's heart was shocked, and his eyes fell on the severed body again.
There was a faint touch of the saint's pressure on this corpse.
This is a saint, and even more so the Lord of the Severed Hand.
"Did you die here?"
Qin Xuan murmured softly and looked at the saint. The saint was dressed in shabby cloth. His head was gone and even his hands were broken.
He had too much resentment during his lifetime, which gathered on the severed hand, causing space chaos and forming a void passage, which appeared in the center of the sea of soul-stealing flowers.
If his prediction was right, that was it.
Even now, Qin Xuan can feel the resentment on this saint's body, and the black resentment has become a substance, lingering around his body.
Just when Qin Xuan was about to get up, suddenly, the headless corpse moved slightly.
Qin Xuan's eyes were slightly focused, even if it was him, a slight chill could not help but come out of his body.
This is not caused by his mind, but his body can't help but do this.
A fallen saint, a saint with great resentment, is actually moving?
Qin Xuan looked at this saint, his brows furrowed.
"Isn't it possible to be mistaken and driven by resentment?"
"No, if that were the case, I'm afraid you would have already done something to me!"
"With such resentment, it is not an exaggeration to massacre all sentient beings!"
Just when Qin Xuan murmured softly, the headless saint in front of him suddenly stepped out.
This time, even Qin Xuan could not help but frown to the extreme.
In his eyes, the headless saint slowly stepped forward and walked deeper into the cave.
It can be seen that there seems to be a passage deep inside the cave.
Qin Xuan suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and the surroundings were eerily silent. There was no sound at all, including the footsteps of the saint.
Qin Xuan looked at the back of the saint. At this moment, the saint paused and turned around. Although he had no head, he seemed to signal Qin Xuan to follow him.
Qin Xuan didn't move, so the headless saint didn't move either.
After about a few breaths, Qin Xuan slowly stepped forward and followed behind the saint.
There are two roads in this cave, one leads to the headless saint, and the other leads behind Qin Xuan.
Even though Qin Xuan doesn't know where this place is, at least the headless saint is opening the road ahead. If he moves forward rashly, who knows if there will be a terrifying existence on the road ahead in the next moment.
Fight.
Who was Qin Xuan walking behind the headless saint in the dark red cave.
"This is the Immortal Source Stone, but it is just some residue. There is not much Immortal Spiritual Energy left, so it can only illuminate with its original brilliance."
Qin Xuan looked at both sides and walked forward in this deep passage.
About a hundred breaths later, with the headless saint leading the way, Qin Xuan saw another cave.
Immediately, Qin Xuan seemed to have noticed where this place was.
The scene in front of him was too familiar to him. He was not sure before, but now, Qin Xuan roughly knows where this place is.
This is an underground mineral vein, a fairy source stone vein.
In the burial mausoleum of the emperor,
There are many veins of immortal stone, but there are corpses of saints, and the corpses of saints with such deep resentment.
I'm afraid there's only one place...
The deepest part of the Emperor Burial Tomb is the mine of gods and demons!
The moment Qin Xuan noticed this, he couldn't help but spit out two words.
"Damn it!"
The deepest part of the Emperor's Burial Tomb, the Mine of Gods and Demons, is... the territory of the Emperor's creatures.
Not to mention that he is a real immortal in the tenth level at the moment, even if he enters the Hunyuan at this moment, he will be dead and without life!