Chapter 1094 Who sleeps in the imperial tomb
'It's not time to go in... There is no warehouse collapse in the big grave... Zhou reveals the tip of the iceberg..." Duan De frowned and whispered, with a kind of uneasiness.
There are thousands of fairy lights and hundreds of millions of traces. This is a piece of land, the highland collapses, from the bottom to the top, the clouds and smoke.
However, Ruixia is not available all the time. It gushes every once in a while, and it is quiet here most of the time.
The surface of the grave collapsed, and a huge abyss appeared in front of it. It was so dark that it was difficult to see the bottom.
When the fairy clouds are steaming, people can only peep inward, but they can't see anything. Only a breath of opening up the world and the universe is pervasive.
This place is related to the ancient emperor! This is the consensus of everyone.
Otherwise, it can't be like this at all. However, whenever he approaches the abyss, the king of Dacheng will have a double battle. He can't help kneeling down, and his body and mind are trembling.
From this day on, the 100,000 mountains facing this highland, all beasts silently, hundreds of birds tremble, do not dare to cross, but if birds and beasts pass by, they will worship in this direction, and then make a detour.
Ye Fanming asked his heart, what was summoning him, which made him restless, but it was unknown.
In the past few days, I don't know how many monks have come from all over the world, which makes Duan De and the Black Emperor constantly curse. Originally, they wanted to do a big fight alone, but they never thought that the world knew it.
The Shen Dynasty in Zhongzhou, the Holy Land in the Eastern Wilderness, Buddhism in the Western Desert, the Demon Emperor's Hall in Nanling, etc., have all arrived with a large number of masters, not to mention the ancient people, which have already occupied a favorable terrain.
"I hope that the secret message we left behind is useful and can seize the opportunity." Longma Road.
"Poor... I'm a little restless, somehow. I have been in the underground world for so many years, and I have never had a defeat. How can I be so uneasy? Duan De said to himself.
"You should quickly use your skills to locate the exact location of the immortals!" The Black Emperor's eyes were eager.
This is the cemetery of the ancient emperor. Up to now, it is known all over the world. There will be no mistake. God knows what characters will be attracted.
The ancient ancestor king is like a mountain in people's hearts, which is the concern of many people. When such a mysterious imperial tomb is born, the saints have to be born.
Ye Fan's return spread to all places in the world's discussion. He beheaded the emperor in the first battle, and the golden princess who was chased again was defeated and fled naked. This was an uproar.
At this time, he is also fearless and will leave in half a year. The broken fairy tripod can hide his air, and even if he is a saint, he can't deduce everything about him.
However, he still made some precautions. There must be a holy ancient king who is dissatisfied with him. If he finds out, he will do it mercilessly.
His performance is too eye-catching. Even if he is an emperor-level person, who dares to say that he can beat him? Once you grow up, except for a few ancient princes, who is in the world?
Time flies. Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the emperor's grave has become more and more unfathomable. Every time the fairy haze is sprayed, there will be the smell of the ancient emperor, as if an ancient man is really about to wake up.
The abyss of the highland collapse expanded into a sinkhole. There is no bottom, and even the sky's eye can't see through it, because the sps of road marks below are intertwined. The saints are helpless.
"Yes, it is said that the origin of the emperor's soldiers who really shakes the light is very strange, and it is not naturally cast!"
Now, the tomb of the ancient emperor appears, all the secrets of the past will be blown away, and all kinds of ancient news are about to dawn.
The dragon pattern black gold tripod is called the greatest miracle in the world. After a long period of time, the truth is finally about to appear.
Is it a miracle or a miracle?
A large tomb appeared, and the breath of the ancient emperor was full. It seemed that there was no need to say anything more, which confirmed some records in the wild history.
The black god gold is indeed found by themselves, but most of them are not the result of their 50,000 years of worship, nor can it be cast by the sages of all dynasties. It has to do with the emperor!
On that rainy night with strong winds and lightning and thunder, a great emperor came, reversed the creation, and cast a dragon pattern black gold tripod with unrivaled magic.
All this is too mysterious. The emperor appears in the heavy rain and thunder, which makes people feel more and more unpredictable.
"The shaking light is built on a big grave, which is mysterious enough. In the end, there was a supreme existence under the ancient mausoleum. How strange is this?"
People have infinite reverie, and even a little fear!
Is that a man or a ghost? Since the tomb has been built and buried, how can he still be born?
There have been secrets since ancient times. It is a very ancient legend to prove the Tao with the corpse. Is this true? Is it such an existence under the shaking grave?
However, the ages have passed, and the long river of time has passed. If he proves the Tao with a corpse, he will have a new life. If he has come back to life against the sky, he will not be nameless in history!
"The shaking dragon pattern black gold tripod appeared relatively late. Let's think about it. According to this calculation, which emperor's era is closer?
"It is later than the Hengyu furnace and the void mirror. If it is serious and fine, it seems to be away from that..."
When people inferred here, they were all stunned and felt that the cracks of the bones were cold, and their expressions were strange.
... Unexpectedly, it involves a supreme who shocked the past and the present, lonely and invincible in ancient times, so strong that he can control the nine heavens and ten earths, making all the enemies in the world silent.
"That era... is not very far from the beginningless emperor!"
Finally, someone said such a word, which made huge waves surge in the hearts of the monks... Is it true, it has something to do with no beginning!?
If it is true, it will be subversive and incredible!
If it is empty, it is difficult to find another person. How can an emperor-level existence be silent and nameless in ancient times? Whenever it is born, the road has a sense, heaven and earth resonate, and the four seas are respected.
In that era, who else could be the closest to each other!?
"It's unlikely. How could Emperor Wujing prove it with a corpse? Isn't there some records before he became emperor? I took over the imperial soldiers with my bare hands!"
"Before he became an emperor, he took over the imperial soldiers. Who can confirm that he really did not testify at that time? Maybe it just explains the big problem!"
"It's incredible, isn't it?"
Many people's voices trembled. The birth of a big grave involves some ancient secrets, which may subvert some historical truths.
The beginningless emperor is an ancient corpse, and no one will believe it... But this great grave and the era of the birth of the shaking light emperor's tripod, etc., have made this hypothesis a little bit of [true] possible.
If there is no beginning, what period was he in his last life? Is there another older identity? Unbelievable.
People who prove the way with corpses, when they still have life in the last life, can they be ordinary people... Maybe they will also be a generation of human emperors, and who will they be?
Thinking of this possibility, people are trembling.
This highland was completely chaotic, and everyone was shocked. As soon as this inference came out, it was simply a stormy wave, which made everyone feel shocked and creepy.
"This is impossible. How could the beginningless emperor be proved by a corpse? A bunch of mallet... It doesn't matter at all!" The Black Emperor was very excited and vetoed.
"Are you sure?" Ye Fan asked.
Next to
, Ye Tong also looked curious and stared at the Black Emperor. He was extremely longing for everything about the ancient emperor and wanted to know their past.
Duan De's rare serious face... sighed: "Although there are legends, it is not feasible at all. The innate anger in the underworld is missing, so the fairy road is lacking, and it is difficult to complete. Since ancient times, no one has succeeded!"
"How can you be so sure?" Ye Fan asked.
"Tao Ming... Who am I? I have stolen all the ancient tombs in the world. Is there anything I don't know in the grave? This is a broken road. No one has succeeded since ancient times... The world's er... are all rumors!"
Ye Fan looked at him strangely. Duan Daoshi's origin is mysterious and omniscient. What is the background... It is difficult to understand so far.
An ancient tomb reveals wisps of imperial spirit... It has endless mysteries. More than 100,000 years ago, it was cast an imperial tripod on a rainy night, which is difficult to see through.
Who is sleeping in the grave?
After so many years, whether the tomb owner has already become loess and what he has left, which makes everyone look forward to.
Suddenly, a divine light covered the sun and enveloped the high ground. A majestic figure appeared, with purple hair, with his back to the crowd and facing the grave.
He stands on the high ground, which makes people feel like he is facing a sacred mountain. He is unattainable, his calves and stomachs are weak, and many monks can't control it and want to kneel down.
An ancient king of the Holy Top has arrived!
Sure enough, the tomb of the ancient emperor appeared, so that the saints could not sit still and rushed to this place.
The majestic figure, Huo turned around and faced everyone. The purple hair was pulled out, and his eyes were like a deep pool, dark and deep, and no one dared to face it.
"Yes... Hotan, he is sanctified!"
There are ancient exclamations, which originated from the semi-saint.
Many people are shocked. Hotan is a great genius. He is famous among the ancient people. At the end of the ancient times, he challenged the four directions.
This is a new saint. After the revival of the ancient people, he is the first person to be sanctified in this life, which will be remembered in the annals of history.
"It's really Hotan..." In the distance, there are some famous people with few ancient longevitys with a bitter smile on the corners of their mouths.
Hotan, by no means the first genius of his time, but now he is the first sanctification. After that, he has been detached, and there is a world of difference in half a step.
The semi-saint is a heavenly pass. Maybe it is a lifetime, and you can't go through it for a lifetime. Many people who are in the sky are blocked here.
The difference between the half saint and the saint is too much. One can only look up, and the other is high above.
"Hortan succeeded. The first man of that generation was still struggling, but now he has become a saint..."
In the ancient people, many people are unwilling, but they are helpless. Hotan's sanctification marks the rise of another generation!
"Where is the human body?" Hotan's pair of pupils were like two rounds of black sun, emitting a detering light, sweeping across the crowd and making all living beings tremble.
"The saint of Hotan has appeared, and he is in trouble to find the Eucharist of the human race!" Some people of the ancient people are happy.
Few people dare to disobey the decree of defeating Buddha, but it does not mean that everyone will obey it, and if they are all about killing the holy body, there are loopholes to be drilled.
Hotan came. One was to explore the ancient tomb, and the other was to fight against Ye Fan. Before he was sanctified, he was the rising elite of the ancient radicals.
"In ancient times, my ancestors used the human saints as blood food. I have heard that the human sacred body contains precious blood, and I also want to taste it." This is what Hotan said before he was sanctified, and many people still remember it clearly.