Chapter 1374 Entering the Emperor's Tomb
This pair of stone doors is ten thousand feet high, which is really awe-inspiring. They stand in front of the door and look up and can't see the end, because of the yellow clouds, one by one, and the fog is misty.
There are many marks engraved on the gate, which are primitive ancestors, worshiping the sun, moon, thunder and lightning, fearing heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and all kinds of ancient beasts, strange insects, etc.
Is such a high stone gate prepared for the ancient emperor? A yellow spring gushed out, with death, and ordinary people will turn into white bones and be swallowed up.
However, there are also life fluctuations in the depths of the secret place in this stone gate, which is inconsistent with the performance of Huangquan.
Shuh!
The stone man's first action, the chariot rumbled, turned into a mass of light and rushed forward to enter the imperial mausoleum. Although he was not tall, he was like an immortal king.
A dragon and a tiger are all stone beasts, flowing luster, pulling a chariot more than one meter long into the top of the yellow spring, and will pass through the huge stone gate ten thousand feet high.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the gate shook, and a wisp of ancient pictures on it trembled. The primitive ancestors, unknown foreign beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects seemed to be resurrected and came out through the wall.
There was a powerful fluctuation there. The stone dragon and the stone tiger roared, as if they had been struck by lightning, and then flew upside down, overflowing wisps of divine blood.
With a loud noise, the chariot turned over, and the stone man staggered and flew out. The divine blood flowed in his mouth and fell into the void.
He was shocked by the chariot and two mounts, carrying a lot of trauma and shocking everyone. This is a great saint, but he can't cross the stone gate half a step.
I don't know how many tens of thousands of years the ancient emperor has passed away, and the tomb door is open. A great saint couldn't get in, which made everyone in a daze and afraid.
"Stone man, you really don't pay attention to it. How can it be so disrespectful to enter the emperor's mausoleum? You need to worship. The Taoist priest Baijie opened his mouth, and then turned to Long Ma and said, "The eldest nephew went forward to salute and showed him that he could definitely go in."
The dragon horse had a black face and wanted to bite him. He turned around as if he didn't hear it. What it hates most now is the word nephew.
"You're right. Even if the emperor sits down, he can't blasphne it. He needs the respect of all races. The human guardians opened their mouths, and two people came forward to pay a big salute.
and then. What's more, one step at a time, moving forward. When approaching a pair of ancient stone gates, nothing really happened and was not shaken out.
Everyone is horrified. The ancient emperor has been gone for hundreds of thousands of years. How can you still feel it?
With a loud noise, a grand bronze tripod shook, protecting the Lord God near the huge stone gate, and he stopped here. He also made a deep gift.
The stone carvings on the door are calm. Nothing has changed, and he has stepped in. It also succeeded.
In the rear, with the shadow soldiers of the hell, the bronze coffin shook and flew up into the sky, through the yellow fog, and flew to the gate.
"Dang!"
A deafening metal tremor sounded, like a divine hammer falling down, heavy on the bronze coffin, the green rust fell off, and it turned its head and flew out.
Everyone inhaled the cold air. The peerless strong man in hell did not respect the ancient teachings and wanted to break through. Sure enough, it came true and he was attacked away.
Is there really anything in the dark? The emperor is dead, which is the consensus of the people. How can you still feel it? What's going on?
As soon as it rang, the rusty bronze coffin lid was lifted, and a tall figure sat up from it, straightened up, and then took a step.
His appearance made a gloomy evil spirit appear in the void of the universe, cold and cold to the bone.
Everyone is a chill, as if they saw Senluo hell coming to the world, cold from head to toe, and their hearts trembled in the face of him as if they were against the eternal fierce ghosts.
This man wears black clothes and is very spacious. He covers his whole body inside, even his head, and is covered by a mourning crown.
He stands in the shadow, and no starlight can be approached. That kind of clothing is very old, and it is conservatively estimated to be the magic clothes of hundreds of thousands of years ago.
He walked a tiger, the old black clothes were spreading, and the wide sleeves of the robe were raised, revealing a terrible scene. People saw long black hair.
A quick glance made people rash and shocked. That's a tall figure. That's right. It seems to be full of black hair, like a giant ape.
Is this a human being? He is majestic and upright, walking with black hair, and wearing ancient clothes of gods and demons, which makes life afraid.
This time he came to the stone gate and saluted forward seriously. He did not forcibly break in again, and he entered smoothly.
The only difference is that the yellow spring water sensed his breath, boiling and endless evil spirit soaring into the air, but he was not affected, which seemed to be a kind of enjoyment.
Everyone is even more desperate. What is the peerless master in hell, and what kind of existence is the former ruler?!
The main god holding the bronze tripod and the unworldly existence of the hell were born to fight each other. They looked at each other and stood in two directions respectively, not approaching.
"Hey hey, if the stone man has the ability, can't you come in politely?" The leader of the bull demon clan smiled, and the huge bull's eyes looked a little scary.
He held the bright diamond, stopped in front of the stone gate, worshipped, and entered safely.
The stone man was silent for a while, and finally got out of the chariot and came to the front. He lowered his posture, whispered silently, saluted forward and entered.
Subsequently, other guardians of the human race, as well as the ancient evil gods of foreign races, also appeared one by one, which shocked people. The Great Sage did not only have three or five gods.
The emperor's corpse will appear, shocking the ancient road. Many immortal masters have rushed out of the customs and rushed here, adding up to no less than eleven or two people. Such a force is enough to sweep the endless starland!
Other people also wanted to go in, but there was no way to get close to Huangquan, which was stained with a wisp of the emperor's corpse, which was the most terrible death. Although there is only a trace, it is not affordable for ordinary people. Once it gets close, it will directly turn into dust.
"Entering the imperial mausoleum requires all sentient beings to accompany each other, recite the scriptures, and protect all peace, otherwise there may be many strange things." A human guardian said.
The great saints of all ethnic groups gathered, and there was nothing to hide and keep from each other. No one in such a big tomb dared to mess around as soon as they came in. We need to work together.
"There is a bridge to cross the river here. Although it is not an imperial weapon and is not very powerful, it has been chanted by the Amitabha Buddha Emperor. It can transform the infinite evil spirit, and it can save everyone to cross the river and go to the divine bank.
An old monk opened his mouth, with a pair of yellow eyebrows, a bright head, and a worn shawl. He comes from the ancient star domain of Amitabha. He is the most powerful saint, and his Dharma is boundless. He traveled through the starry sky, and now he has become a guardian on the ancient road of the human race.
"It's so good." Others nodded. In this world, there was almost no one in ancient times who could be compared with Amitabha Buddha.
Many people are shocked. I never thought that this old monk had a secret weapon that the ancient emperor had blessing.
A purple gold bridge appeared in the palm of the old monk's hand. He shook his hand and threw it. The bridge quickly enlarged, across the yellow spring, and went straight to the land inside the gate. Flowing golden luster.
In the process, he kept chanting sins and worshiped to the tomb without any attack.
"It's really a divine thing!" The eyes of the Taoist priest's eyes are shining. He looked like he couldn't wait to take it in his hand.
Everyone else also saw that this was a magic weapon that had been chanted by the ancient emperor. Although there is no strong attack power, the Buddha's light is too strong.
This is the remnants of Amitabha Buddha's sacrifice to the emperor's soldiers to defeat the magic pestle. Although the fist is big, it still has the power to seize the sky after being refined into the Purple Gold Bridge by later holy monks.
It does not focus on attack, but popularization of all sentient beings. It can condense the faith of Buddhists and is a rare ancient treasure.
The major camps, the soldiers and horses of different races, one team after another, climbed the Zijin Buddha Bridge and passed through the stone gate while saluting the tomb.
This scene is a little terrible. There are countless armies, all of which have entered a tomb, and the yellow fog flows, like many heavenly soldiers killing into Jiuyou.
This time, in addition to the human race, many strong people from other races also came. The number of people was endless, but the Zijin Buddha Bridge accommodated and carried everyone.
"When we protect ourselves, we can't let the chanting departments have accidents. We must protect it." A human guardian opened his mouth.
"This is nature." The Bull Demon King was very proud. He sacrificed the King Kong and hung it high in the sky, with a silver ripple hanging down, not only protecting the Bull Demon, but also protecting others below.
Qiang!
The stone man opened his mouth and spit it out, and the green ruler flew high into the sky, drooping the chaotic air, and there were endless tears of immortals, and the divine light was auspicious, covering this place.
Even if there is a grudge, it has been temporarily abandoned. Nothing is more important than seeing the ancient emperor. For the great saint who has been practiced for thousands of years and can no longer make progress, this is a fairy fate.
This is a secret place, in which there is an ancient wooden wolf forest, which does not lack essence, accompanied by the yellow spring of death.
Everyone entered and boarded the shore. The mountain in front of them was towering and continuous, surrounded by white fairy fog, which made people suspicious in the dream.
Is this really a big tomb? Why does it seem to have entered the fairyland?
"It's so shocking. There are traces of Taoism. If I can understand it, maybe I can break through." On the spot, a great saint sat down, opposite the countless fairy mountains, with a solemn look on his face and enlightened here.
People move forward carefully, stay away from the yellow spring, and enter the fairy mountains, surrounded by fog, full of sacred and peaceful atmosphere.
In front of you, there is the sound of water, a silver divine river flows, and there is a huge monument beside the river bank. There are several big characters engraved in the ancient Chinese: Dibing Mountain.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they didn't expect that as soon as they came in, they would come to the place where the ancient emperor buried their soldiers!
At this time, people can't calm down and their hearts are surging. There are treasures here. If there is no accident, they will see the birth of the emperor's soldiers.
"What is that?" Suddenly someone screamed.
In the upper reaches of the Silver River, there is a huge creature, looking at them indifferently, with a kind of supreme majesty.
"It's a horse with the characteristics of a dragon!" People were shocked and stunned. They didn't expect that there would be living creatures here.
It was a red horse, with a dragon head and a horse, with thick limbs. Now it jumped up, like a mountain peak, extremely huge, and the red glow is flying.
Ye Fan was surprised and looked at the human-shaped dragon horse. Their real bodies were so similar that they were almost the same.
With a dragon chant, the dragon and horse turned into a red glow fairy spirit, disappeared in place, re-formed a red dragon in the sky, shook its head and tail, and rushed into the depths of the fairy mountain.
"Oh, my God, is this true? The ancient emperor's exclusive mount, it actually lived to this life?"
"How can this be? The emperor has sat down, and his mount is still alive?"
Everyone was stunned, looking at the direction of the red dragon's disappearance, stunned, like clay and wood carvings. ( To be continued...RQ