Chapter eight hundred and fifty-fifth, the time has not come
In the cave, unparalleled power vibrated out.
The three-in-one barrier was broken immediately.
Qi Lianyun was covered in blood and flew backwards. All the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, and his whole body was extremely miserable.
He was the closest, so he was the most seriously injured.
But he made a decisive decision and swallowed an extremely precious life-preserving pill, saving his Zifu and Yuan Shen, and barely managed to avoid death on the spot.
Others are not much better off.
They were all knocked away and seriously injured.
Their eyes were full of horror.
He almost killed them with a whisper without using any spiritual power or spiritual thoughts. What kind of existence is this!
"Huh? There are also some little bugs."
The terrifying existence like the Lord of the Underworld let out a light sigh.
"Is this level worthy of entering the ancient battlefield?"
He didn't pay attention to the ants in front of him at all.
In his opinion, humble beings who can be killed with just one thought are not even qualified to be killed by him.
"I'm back, I will rewrite history, and break the boundaries between life and death!"
"Everyone in the world should sing praises to my name!"
"Those who once despised me have long since turned into dust and become ridiculous losers. Only I will survive forever. If I break through the gate of the immortal world, I can see true immortality and become an immortal immortal!"
There is a hint of vicissitudes in the voice of this terrifying being.
When he talks about those who once despised him, he still feels a little reluctant.
This may be his true obsession with planning for half a million years to reverse Yin and Yang.
A big hand reached out.
It was so shriveled that almost only the bones remained.
A vicissitudes of life figure with a terrifying aura slowly crawled out from the ground. The whole body was no different from a mummy, full of death, but pregnant with a trace of mysterious vitality.
"The Buddhist lantern I snatched from the ancient Buddha in Landa Temple left behind its soul and soul."
"The ancient battlefield shields me from the secrets of heaven."
"The Great Dao Universe Picture prints endless avenues."
"And...the magic medicine produced by the growth of the Panlong fruit branches for 500,000 years."
The mummy-like terrifying existence slowly walked towards the strange sacred tree, and then prepared to take away the fruits bred by the sacred tree to complete its true resurrection ceremony.
His terrifying hands held the Yinming Fruit.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror.
They feel that their bodies gradually become stiff and cold.
Life seems to have been slowly drained away because of this terrifying existence.
There is a feeling of slow death.
It is really a terrible thing to watch oneself die gradually. At this point, their hearts are filled with despair.
Especially Tianjiu.
He was filled with regret.
It would be better if he followed Lin Xi away.
It's over now.
Although it seems that we will witness a major event that shocks the entire ancient and modern times.
But the price paid is too high.
With such a close distance, even the pressure from the complete resurgence of such a terrifying existence is enough to cause their spirits to collapse.
"Damn, who would have thought that there is really a saint resurrecting down here?" Qi Lianyun cursed with great pain, his mouth full of blood, and he was filled with despair in his heart.
Song Xuanzi protected his sister tightly behind him, even though there were cracks in his body, even if it was about to break into pieces.
Feng Hanshuang's body trembled, feeling unprecedented fear.
This huge gap instantly defeated her arrogance and self-esteem.
Compared with the ancient battlefield, the secret realms she had plundered and experienced were like playing house.
The shadow of death hangs over everyone's heads.
The next moment, the situation suddenly became weird.
The body of the terrifying mummy-like entity suddenly froze, and the hands holding the divine fruit trembled involuntarily.
"No...impossible!"
There was a hint of panic in his voice.
The next moment, he walked slowly towards the Buddhist lamp.
"The remaining soul has not returned yet!"
His voice became hoarse and shrill, and fine cracks appeared on his body.
"In the picture of the universe, the great road is incomplete."
"Why is this happening!"
"Not ripe, the divine fruit is not ripe yet."
"Half a million years haven't come yet!"
"The time has not come yet!!"
A shrill wail sounded.
"Why am I awakened, why!"
The divine fruit regenerates the broken body, but the divine fruit is not yet ripe.
The ancient Buddhist lamp protects the soul, but the soul is incomplete.
The Qiankun Dao Map blocks the avenue, but the avenue is incomplete.
These three magical objects are related to his half-million-year plan. Once there is a problem with one of them, he will fail, but now all three things seem to have problems.
Then there is only one reason.
The time has not come yet.
The layout of half a million years.
If half a million years have not come yet, how can it be possible to succeed?
The mummy suddenly felt a layer of fear in his heart: "No, it shouldn't be like this. Who is it! Who woke me up? It's unforgivable."
He was extremely angry inside.
Everything was clearly arranged, so how could it fail?
Why are you awakened?
He knows exactly what the consequences of failure will be.
Because...he was originally a dead man.
When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, such a yin and yang situation of life and death is laid out. Only if everything goes smoothly can he be reborn and achieve the realm he dreams of.
Once he fails, he is truly dead.
So when he woke up, he subconsciously thought that he had succeeded. He only needed to get back his life, soul, and path to be completely resurrected, but he didn't expect that there was none.
"It was you who broke into this place." The terrifying existence finally began to pay attention to the ants in front of him: "It was you who destroyed my arrangement and woke me up!"
Everyone was terrified.
It has nothing to do with them.
They did nothing.
"It's him!" Feng Hanshuang pointed at Qi Lianyun and shouted: "It's him who wants to pull out the sacred tree. It has nothing to do with us. We didn't get close to these three sacred objects at all."
The terrifying existence's eyes fell on Qi Lianyun.
The empty pupils were dark and devoid of anything, which made people feel like they were falling into purgatory and felt despair from within.
It's terrible.
Qi Lianyun felt cold in his heart. He had already scolded Feng Hanshuang's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart, but now he was seriously injured and even speaking a word was in excruciating pain.
"How dare you destroy my layout!"
The mummy walked over step by step.
But the pace became slower and slower.
The cracks on his body became more and more obvious, and the aura of death became more intense.
"Mother of Calendar Borer!" the mummy growled: "You betrayed me, and you actually let people in to ruin my plan!"
He was extremely angry.
How could there be no protective measures in setting up such a big situation?
He had made a deal with the Mother Calamus, and she would be responsible for everything.
Now someone breaks in and ruins his overall situation.
At this moment, a leisurely voice came from outside: "There is no need to rely on the mother borer. I searched a whole circle and didn't see any mother borer. Five hundred thousand years...
Have you forgotten one thing? Even the mother borer will die."
I saw Lin Xi walking in from outside the cave, with a calm smile on her face.
But the bone umbrella in his hand was emitting a strange and ominous light.