Chapter 969 The Immortal Zhao Yi, Master Gou Xie and Greedy Wolf Ten Thousand Years Ago
Behind the huge bronze door is a ruins with a radius of forty or fifty miles that is full of stench. The land is dark red after a large amount of dried blood. Densely packed broken weapons were stuck in all directions, and underneath the weapons were piled up countless layers of strange-shaped bones. The reason why they were said to be strange-shaped was because the small ones were as big as a normal human being, and the large ones stretched for two or three miles, and looked like yellowed spines eroded by the wind. It's a long dragon.
Before he stepped into the door, a vast and endless aura of decay hit his face. A saint would be afraid that his body would be defiled in an instant and he would die in pain.
At this moment, in the middle of the ruins, there is a huge Bagua Sheji Platform. Sitting on the platform is a figure emitting thousands of rays of light. Although he is just sitting cross-legged, he has control over the world and can destroy the sky with a wave of his hand. The terrifying aura of destruction came from afar.
Xin Zhuo felt a chill in his heart, his scalp was numb, and he quickly retreated.
Xiao Huang Sayazi ran faster.
The Great Emperor?
The last evil emperor Chen Kuling?
Instead of sitting in the long river of time, you are hiding here?
Even if he is the weakest person in history, he is still the Great Emperor. It is not difficult to destroy the world and the world with one finger.
What the hell are you and Xiao Huang?
Only halfway through the run, I felt that something was not right. The aura exuded by this figure was too rigid and sluggish, and relatively speaking, it was too weak. It was only powerful but intangible.
He stopped, turned around and looked carefully to make sure the other party made no further movements. After thinking for a moment, he boldly walked back and stepped into the door.
A stronger and more intense chilling air and evil spirit rushed towards them like a tsunami. Groups of will-o’-the-wisps rose up all around, turning into a prairie fire in the blink of an eye, and the entire ruins were burning.
Xin Zhuo endured the discomfort and looked directly at the figure. He found that the man always had his back to this side and was motionless. He couldn't help but said loudly: "Who are you? Xin Zhuo, a junior martial artist in the holy realm of the human race, coincides with the great battle of all races. Jie, I have been ordered to come to guard this place and need to activate the formation. Please forgive me if I cause any disturbance!”
Quiet and silent!
The figure still sat with his back facing him, making no sound, and even his terrifying aura did not make any waves.
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and walked forward boldly. Every step he took, he would step on a withered bone. Even if these withered bones have been dead for countless years, they are still as hard as cold iron that has been tempered for hundreds of years.
The broken weapons on the corpse were covered with unknown lines. Even if they were broken and abandoned for thousands of years, they still exuded unparalleled murderous intent.
He tried to touch these remnant soldiers, but before he could get close, the sharp weapon broke through the protective shield. He couldn't help but retract his hand, and was shocked.
These remnant soldiers were actually better forged than his own Fang Tian Painted Halberd, and their level was also higher.
Looking around, what kind of brutal fighting happened that year? How many dead bones are there?
At this moment, his eyes narrowed and his hair stood on end. The figure on the Bagua Sheji platform in the middle suddenly disappeared!
He immediately looked around, and Wu Nian swept in all directions. There was nothing there, as if it had never existed.
"Master, is that man the emperor?" Xiao Huang did not dare to come in outside the bronze door. He stuck out half of his dog's head and asked cautiously.
Xin Zhuo asked in surprise: "Xiao Huang, have you seen how he disappeared?"
"Disappeared?" Xiao Huang asked curiously: "He didn't disappear, he was still there!"
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Moving forward three miles again, the man disappeared again.
What changes should have occurred within these three miles?
After retreating again, he slowly moved forward. When he reached a suitable position, he found that the figure was suddenly between reality and reality. He immediately looked in all directions and finally found the clue——
I saw diagonally above and opposite, a huge mural, colorful, as if it had just been painted. Ninety-nine strange mirrors around it cast a shadow on the mural.
It was the person I just saw!
Is this a deterrent effect?
He breathed a sigh of relief, and in a flash, he arrived in front of the mural. He saw that the mural was three feet wide and more than ten feet long. It was painted with unknown ink colors. It seemed to be a scene of ancient warriors fighting with aliens. The warrior's personality A wide robe with big sleeves, standing high in the clouds Duan, the aura is overwhelming, with the courage to go to the sky and the earth, to fight in the sky, completely different from the nonsense and petty spirit of modern warriors; the appearance of aliens and humans is not too different, but the physique is exceptionally tall, as if full of infinite power.
“This should be a battlefield in early antiquity. Opposite are the ten major alien races. I don’t know the origin of the human race, but the ending should be that the human race wins. The strange thing is... looking at the situation ahead, it is impossible for the human race to win. That's right, something must have happened in the middle..."
Xiao Huang ran in on a cloud of evil spirit at some point, his mouth opened and closed, and he analyzed it with seriousness.
Xin Zhuo looked at it and said: "How do you know about the ancient times? Are you the reincarnation of some powerful man, are you trying to make trouble with me?"
Xiao Huang blinked. Eye: "Master reads a book and throws it aside casually, it's all me Clean it up!" Xin Zhuo stopped talking and looked at the mural again. He really didn't know what the meaning was. He was about to turn around and leave. Xiao Huang suddenly pointed at the mural and exclaimed: "Old Gou Gou's prophet is inside, and there are others. Miss Zhao Yizhu!”
I was so excited that my dog’s paw touched the mural, and his whole body suddenly sank halfway into the mural.
Xin Zhuo was startled and grabbed its leg. As a result, he felt a majestic suction coming, and both the man and the dog entered the painting.
The air was cold, and a chilling aura hit his face. Xin Zhuo found himself in a vast wilderness, with faint screams and intensive fighting sounds that echoed throughout the world.
Looking up and looking ahead, the whole person was stunned.
I saw a thousand miles of poverty ahead, the clouds were dark, the earth was dry and cracked, the mountain peaks collapsed, the trees and vegetation were in a mess, and countless figures were entangled in the air. On one side were millions of aliens with strange shapes, and on the other side were human races with long sleeves. .
The two sides fought bloody battles, the wind and clouds were broken, the earth collapsed, blood flowed into rivers, sword shadows roared, spells flew away...
The scene was so vast that it was the worst Xin Zhuo had ever encountered in his life!
In such a scene, not to mention a saint, even a great sage, or even a master or an old ghost would be hard-pressed to escape.
How did the key get to this ghost place?
He subconsciously looked at Xiao Huang, who was also confused next to him: "Where are Prophet Gou and Zhao Yizhu? Are you crazy?"
Xiao Huang looked solemn and decisive: "I really saw it, at the last moment On the sub-painting, it's probably... there and there!"
It points to a big mountain in the sky, and it says something real: "Zhao Yizhu descended from the sky, with his fairy spirit floating in the air, and Prophet Gou was on that big mountain, With his hands behind his back, his long hair was flying. "
Xin Zhuo looked where it was pointing, and there was no fart. He couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, and realized that this should be an illusion space, and he and Xiao Huang were very close. He was probably still in front of the mural, but he had no idea how to get out.
Anyway, his life was not in danger, so he simply took Xiao Huang and ran towards the mountain where Prophet Gou "may" be.
However, no matter how I ran, the perspective and picture in front of me did not change at all, which meant that I was still in the same place.
At this time, I looked up and saw a figure really appearing on the big mountain in front of me. He was wearing a strange yellow robe, with long hair flying, and his hands behind his back. He seemed to be holding the battle for the human warriors. The thin With his face, triangular eyes, eight-sided beard, and a small temple decoration on his head, who else could it be but Gou Seer?
"Prophet Gou..."
Xin Zhuo knew that it was an illusion before him, but the presence of Prophet Gou here was enough to show that this old guy had an extraordinary origin. I wonder why he was staying by his side?
“Buzz——”
At this moment, the sea of clouds rolled in the sky above millions of aliens, shooting down thousands of golden lights. From the golden light, a woman in white clothes like snow descended. She was twenty-nine years old, with a flying fairy bun on her head and a phoenix hairpin inserted sideways. She was graceful and delicate. , Willow eyebrows are covered with green mist, sandalwood mouth is dotted with cinnabar, and a pair of autumn eyes are hazy.
The surroundings are surrounded by fairy air, and there are hidden dragons and phoenixes showing auspiciousness.
The originally gloomy world suddenly became bright.
Fairy!
That woman is like a fairy, flawless and holy!
The key is that she is Zhao Yizhu!
"Zhao Yizhu..." Xin Zhuo murmured.
The next moment, in the midst of the worship of millions of foreigners, Zhao Yizhu played the jade flute gently, and the wonderful fairy music roared between heaven and earth.
The tens of thousands of human masters on the opposite side were unable to resist, and their bodies fell like snowflakes.
On the mountain, Prophet Gou's eyes widened, as if he had said something, he took a few steps back, made seals with his left hand, and muttered.
The next moment, the sky suddenly rolled up and down, opening a huge, deep and endless hole. From the hole, a person walked out. He looked like a young man with a calm expression. He casually chopped off a sword. The sword hung upside down like a galaxy. The darkness in the sky dispersed, and the earth was everywhere. It cracked open and countless mountain peaks collapsed.
Shatter the void, open the world with one sword!
"Greed Wolf..."
A hazy voice, as if from ancient times, came from Zhao Yizhu's mouth. As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang, a pair of The beautiful eyes exude dazzling brilliance.
“Buzz——”
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang felt dizzy. When they looked again, they were in front of the mural again.
(End of this chapter)