Chapter 148 North Sea Prisoner

More people kneel on the ground, for a long time, like a prayer, like a confession. A sad atmosphere rushed straight into Fengyun Wuji's heart, and he heard the sound of the North Sea patting in the distance, and his heart was even more up and down. He could not be at peace. The figures who fell down and poked his sword into his heart kept echoing in his mind. The look of despair, self-reproach and sadness were still

Following the man in black, Fengyun Wuji passed through the crowd and walked to the entrance of Xuanyuan Hill. At this moment, a heavy feeling pressed on his heart and made people breathless. With heavy steps, Fengyun Wuji walked inward along the entrance dozens of feet wide. In the distance, a strong imperial atmosphere came.

"Anyone who is born as a member of our family should be determined to revitalize our family"

"Everyone who is born should be in charge of breaking the shackles of our family."

At the entrance of the tomb, the words of two rows of copper and three points were in sight. They were listed on both sides, lowered their heads, and Fengyun Wuji entered the passage of the tomb. After just a few steps, Feng Yun Wuji stopped and looked at his feet in shock.

At the foot is a huge big pit. In the big pit, countless soldiers in dragon armor knelt on the ground. The halberd ** entered the formation, facing forward, and the dense figure occupied the whole big pit. These soldiers had already sat down. Under the rusty armor, there was already a dead bone, even if they died so many For hundreds of millions of years, they still maintained a straight body and loyalty.

In the direction of tens of thousands of corpses kneeling, a corpse dressed in a silk dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown sat on a carved golden dragon chair.

Fengyun Wuji looked at the corpse in shock. A strong visual conflict was coming towards him. Subconsciously, Fengyun Wuji knelt on the ground. When he came to his senses, his hands were on the ground.

A sentiment of compassion rushed to his face, and suddenly, Fengyun Wuji saw an emperor see the human race being bullied by demons. And he was so angry that he cried when he saw the difficult situation of the human race. When the secret gods and demons attacked all over the sky, he faced the destruction of heaven and earth alone. He looked calm, and thousands of demons disappeared with a faint smile. For a moment, he was unparalleled. He saw that he faced the strong enemy alone in the war of the four races. Without fear, step by step, he stepped into the gods and demons, and was gradually surrounded by dense demons...

"Bred to be a human being. My ambition is to revitalize our family!"

"I have no regrets when I break my bones!"

......

Ding!

With a line of tears, Fengyun Wuji suddenly woke up and wiped away the tears in his eyes, but the qi and blood surging in his chest could not be calmed down for a long time. For a man, he was delayed by his selfish desires and did not want to revitalize the human race. How can he be called a man?

"Let's go," the man in black stood up and said to Feng Yun Wuji.

"Senior, let's go first. I want to stay here for one night. Feng Yun Wuji still knelt on the ground, raised his head and said to the man in black.

"I'm outside, at the exit. Come to me tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

After the man in black robe walked out, Fengyun Wuji walked down along a stone step and walked step by step to the golden dragon chair. After dozens of steps away from the corpse of the Yellow Emperor, Fengyun Wuji stopped, knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then sat down in the middle of the tens of thousands of dragon

The corpse of the Yellow Emperor sat on the dragon chair, and a long dragon-like tail bone stretched out from under the dragon robe to dozens of steps from the dragon chair. Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help thinking of the rumors heard from the man in black robe. In the rumors, the Huangdi Xuanyuan practice In the end, the highest level of 'Shenlong Transformation', which has reached the peak, can be transformed into the holy beast Qinglong. Its power is enough to destroy the world, and it can kill countless creatures. The power of the dragon change is too domineering, and the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan surpasses the dragon change because of the realm. In the end, when the body recovers the body, the body still maintains a dragon tail when it changes. The long tail cone is like the dragon tail produced by the body mutation after the dragon transformation.

The descendant of the dragon, this legend seems to have in every plane. In the plane where the wind and clouds are soaring, the emperor's symbol of the dragon is derived from this legend.

With a kind of mood to see the ancestors, Fengyun Wuji slowly closed his eyes.

"It's tonight, let me feel the feeling of being with the ancestor of the Yellow Emperor." Feng Yun Wuji thought about it and gradually closed his eyes.

A burst of white fog escaped from the wind, and the wind and clouds have entered the supremely virtual and wonderful state. I don't know how long it took. The color of the day was completely dark, and it was dark in the curtain cave. When Fengyun Wuji entered the state of the ancient well, a light yellow fog fell from Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and the tomb. The warrior in dragon armor floated up and floated in the tomb. When the pale yellow fog floated in front of The fog suddenly swayed, and then the pale yellow fog in the room turned into two wisps of light smoke, from Fengyun Wuji's nose, eyes, ears and other tricks into Fengyun Wuji's body...

The next day, when he woke up from the entrance, Fengyun Wuji unexpectedly found that the true qi in his body had recovered by 30%, and he was puzzled in his heart, so it was not much.

beside him, an old man in black robe sat beside Fengyun Wuji. When he saw Fengyun Wuji standing up, he glanced at him in surprise, as if he saw something incomprehensible.

Fengyun Wuji brushed his sleeves and walked out of the tomb. In my ear, the violent waves of the North Sea came from afar.

The man in black robe brushed his robe from afar, came over and said indifferently, "Your skills, after half a month, can be recovered. You can move here at will. During this period, I will always repent here. If you want to find me, come here."

Fengyun Wuji nodded, then pulled down the cloak on his head, silently walked through the crowd, found a vacant seat, and sat down in front of Beihai Xuanyuanqiu.

"Are you surprised who they are? Why was he pierced by a cable, but he looked calm, as if he couldn't feel pain? A sound as thin as a mosquito came to Fengyun Wuji's ear.

Fengyun Wuji withdrew his gaze at those who sat in the arched cave and his body was pierced by iron cables. He lowered his head and said nothing.

"They are all voluntarily trapped here. Those iron cables are also used by themselves to pierce their bodies. Are you very puzzled?" The man continued to say to himself, "They are just like you. Everyone, in the past years, has reached an amazing height with the talent of heaven, but at the same time, their hands are also stained with the blood of the same race. Everyone, when he achieved great martial arts, was a generation of heroes across the whole ancient times, but there is a way to make a hundred bones. Although they know that all this is inevitable, although they know that all this is the meaning of the temple to fight to promote the rapid improvement of the human power, their hands are stained with the blood of their own people. This is an indisputable fact. After that, they couldn't forgive themselves, so they came to Xuanyuan Hill in the North Sea. Next to the tomb of His Majesty Xuanyuan, the supreme saint, they chiseled a cave and wore iron ropes to repent of their mistakes. Another reason is that these people have all reached the divine level, and it is impossible to reach the supreme level at all. The blood of the clan is bleeding, but it is not worth it! If you don't reach the supreme realm, you can only be mediocre. The blood of those clans is also in vain.