Chapter 133 [Ghost eyes in the pond, knocking on the gate of heaven! Army Expedition]
As early as when Yang An and his party first entered the Insect Valley.
I also witnessed the extremely peculiar landscape water dragon halo. The colorful rays of light spread around the Tiangong and steamed through the mist, making the buildings in this valley look like a fairy palace.
Now, the peace in the valley was broken by rumbling sounds.
“Boom!”
The four stone pillars broke through the glazed tiles of Lingyun Palace and rushed out of this crisis-ridden palace.
They finally got out of trouble and saw the light of day again.
At this time, the sun has tilted, and the light is blocked by the surrounding mountains. The light in the valley gradually dims, leaving only a deep golden light.
It doesn’t look like a fairyland.
The funnel-shaped green pool in the depths has turned into darkness, and it is almost impossible to see the water surface.
Standing on the central stone pillar, Yang An changed his gesture.
The four stone pillars merge together and form a platform on the top of the temple. It feels like being at the top of the temple and overlooking the mountains.
"Fat Master, I'm finally out."
Wang Kaixuan couldn't wait any longer. He jumped up and landed next to Yang An. He stamped his feet and found that the pillar under his feet was extremely solid. He became curious. .
"Little Yang, can you still do this? Can you tell me, are there any gods in this world? Although we are steadfast proletarian fighters, this place is too fucking weird. ”
Even Fatty Wang, a demon king who is fearless and fearless, can't stand the thrills of this journey.
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Yang An smiled and said, “Just be your materialist and just think this place is strange.”
“Who isn’t? It only takes two days, which is longer than two years." Hu Bayi also jumped over.
He squatted on the ground, took off his backpack, found beef jerky, compressed biscuits and other food and distributed them to Fatty and Shirley Yang, while sighing.
"Let me tell you, there are so many ghosts and monsters in the tomb right now. Why don't we withdraw first, bring more people and then kill them back?" The fat man stuffed dried meat into his mouth. Muttering.
"What, Commander Wang, are you scared? If you are scared, just go back with Lao Hu first. Xiao An and I will go in." We were already in the Worm Valley, with the Muchen Bead right in front of us, and Shirley Yang couldn't say anything. Leave, suggested.
"Harm! What are you talking about."
When Hu Bayi heard this, he immediately stood up and retorted, "Fat man, didn't you say that you are not afraid of anything, even if the gods come? Why are you so scared? If you want to leave, you can leave alone, I won't leave." When he heard that he was being questioned, the fat man suppressed his blush and drank half a bottle of water.
“Fart, when have I, King Kaixuan, been afraid? You won’t leave, so let me go? Doesn’t this mean that I will run away from the battlefield and become a GM traitor with a weak will?”
"Fuck, Fatty, I won't leave either. This tomb of King Xian is full of artifacts, and there must be more in the tomb of King Xian. I, I have to take a look at it no matter what."
Wang Kaixuan originally wanted to mention a few things.
But when I thought about how he could be like a tomb robber since he was now a serious archaeological team member, I took back my words.
Perhaps it was the five levels and six generals in the Heavenly Palace, the human skin robes, the female ghosts in red, the sacrificial cauldron, and the brutal men who were chasing them. The thrills and excitement were so dense that everyone felt a sense of calamity. A sense of indulgence for the rest of life.
Hu Bayi shared the cigarette with Fatty and squatted there to smoke.
Looking at the toxic black smoke from the Nanmu Temple under my feet, which was not fully burned, I lamented that this is a loss for human civilization, and just talked rubbish.
Shirley Yang noticed.
On the side, Yang An did not participate in their conversation.
Instead, he stood on the edge and looked at the deep pool in the valley below.
Hu Bayi judged that this was the location of King Xian’s final tomb. This was true in the original work, but now it seems very strange.
"What's wrong, Xiao An?" Shirley Yang approached Yang An and asked softly with concern, and at the same time handed over food and water, "You have been tired for a day, it's time to take a rest. Eat something to replenish energy."
" Sister, you can eat, I’m fine.”
Yang An shook his head and refused.
Hu Bayi and Fatty couldn't notice it, but he felt that something was wrong with this place.
In other words, something is wrong with the entire valley. The trees in the valley are dense and the fog is obscured. The line of sight is greatly obstructed, and only a lush virgin forest can be seen.
Yang An used his eyes to look around.
It was discovered that a layer of miasma-like red mist surrounded the entire valley and even floated into the air.
Isolating this valley into a unique little world.
There is a strange energy, or it can be said that a magnetic field envelopes this place.
Yang An can notice when he uses his ability that his will power is consumed very quickly.
In addition to the restrictions on extraordinary power in this world, perhaps because of the Bug Valley, it was also consuming a lot of his power.
Seeing Yang An's serious face, Shirley Yang stopped disturbing him and waited with some worry.
On the other side, Hu Bayi was also talking about standing at the top of the Heavenly Palace, enjoying the vast land of the motherland, and was so excited that he wanted to recite a poem, but he couldn't hold back any good words.
At this moment.
The sky has changed, the light is quickly getting darker and darker.
"Old Hu, stop bragging, look at what's going on with the clouds in the sky over there."
Fat Wang suddenly asked, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up and saw that on the other side of the mountain, where the light had not completely dimmed, a long black cloud poked out from the sky.
The black clouds lay across the sky like a waterfall pouring down from the Tianhe River, and the shape of the long strip was like a mysterious black dragon, exuding a gloomy and ominous look.
Just looking at it gives me a strange and ominous feeling.
The so-called dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building!
The dark clouds blocked the air circulation in the valley, swallowing up the last ray of light and leaving the valley completely silent!
There is a heavy and depressing feeling in people's hearts.
Hu Bayi explained after looking at it.
This is the image of a black pig crossing the Tianhe River in Feng Shui. It is an ominous sign. There is an ancient corpse causing trouble, and it is an extremely powerful ancient corpse, covering the entire sky with its own corpse energy.
Hear the words.
Yang An's body suddenly trembled.
The aura he had just disappeared reappeared, and he thought of the ruthless people along the way, the underwater vicious fish, Huo's undead insects, and even the human leather robes seemed to be chasing them.
Thinking again that this valley is wrapped in an unknown energy magnetic field, this will be combined with Hu Bayi's remarks about the ancient corpse causing trouble.
An inexplicable but very possible idea appeared in his mind.
"Damn it. King Xian has become a corpse immortal."
Yang An's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but say.
"What?"
Even if they were chatting, Hu Bayi and the others were always paying attention to Yang An's movements.
Hearing what Yang An blurted out in surprise, Hu Bayi couldn't help it and walked quickly to Yang An, "Little Yang, what did you find?"
"Yes, is it possible that King Xian has really become an immortal? Then can we still get the Muchen Bead back? Or should we go over to pay his birthday to the old man and borrow the phoenix gallbladder?" The fat man also answered.
Didn’t wait for Yang An to answer.
His eyes moved involuntarily to the deep whirlpool below.
Because this ominous black cloud blocked the last ray of light, the entire Bug Valley was pitch black. You could barely see your fingers when you stretched out your hand, and ordinary people couldn't see four or five meters around them.
Only Yang An’s eyes could penetrate the darkness directly.
Below, I don’t know when the black mist has filled the air, and the gloomy corpse aura is mixed with the black aura, which is full of oppression!
And right there in the whirlpool.
A fierce scarlet eye suddenly appeared, also looking upward, and soon made eye contact with Yang An.
In an instant, Yang An's eyes glowed red.
There was a tingling sensation between his eyebrows, as if some monster was trying to break through his spirit and break into his consciousness.
The eyes in this pool are extremely strange, not like human eyes, and are accompanied by a gloomy and ominous feeling.
After being targeted, Hu Bayi and the others felt something was wrong.
"Hey, Lao Hu, why do I feel so cold here? I feel panicked. There won't be anything targeting us. Look at my goosebumps all over the floor." Fatty Wang Shivering violently, he crossed his arms and looked around in surprise.
The feeling of being watched only lasted for two or three seconds, and then disappeared.
But Hu Bayi and the others still felt palpitations in their hearts. The joy of being out of trouble disappeared and they became vigilant.
It didn’t take long to calm down.
Almost the moment the feeling of being watched disappeared.
“Boom!”
The earth shook and the earth shook!
Just like what is described in ancient myths and legends, Buzhou Mountain broke apart, the sky fell and the earth sank, and the water poured in from the sky.
The entire Tiangong, including the plank road built along the mountain, began to shake violently. Debris continued to roll down from the mountain and hit the bottom of the valley, making huge noises. The towering trees were also knocked to this side and their branches were broken. .
From the pool, it seemed that a great terror was about to resurrect, and a vibration similar to the sound of drums was heard throughout the world.
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”
It’s like a battlefield where thousands of troops are rushing to kill, beating the war drums!
The sound of heavy and murderous drums weighed on the hearts of the four people.
"Illuminating all things!!"
Yang An raised his hand and raised his wand, shooting a stream of magic into the valley.
It has a dazzling light like a flare, but it is stronger and more dazzling than the flare. It directly illuminates the entire Bug Valley. It is an advanced version of fluorescent flashing.
“Something is coming out of the deep pool!”
With the light released by Yang An, the insect valley can be illuminated again.
Hu Bayi finally saw the tumbling vortex of the deep pool clearly, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, be careful."
Fat Wang raised his voice to cover up his slight panic, "No, this Is Prince Xian his mother’s bastard? How can a thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old turtle live for more than two thousand years?” , it doesn’t look like he wants to invite us into his tomb as a guest, it looks more like he is angry and wants to devour us.”
“Hey, you said that this king is not enthusiastic at all. , it’s just different from us old Beijing people.”
"Shut up, fat man! Don't panic."
Yang An listened to the increasingly dense, rain-like drums roaring, echoing in the mountains and valleys, soothing everyone's emotions.
At this moment, Yang An was now sure that the inhuman eye was definitely related to King Xian.
Originally, it was just wishful thinking on his part to become an immortal, but now, even if this old bastard does not become an immortal, he has probably gained extraordinary power.
But the eyes actually wanted to peek into his will and control him. This move directly angered Yang An. Not to mention that there are no immortals in this world, even if King Xian really became an immortal, Yang An would have to put him Torn from the sky.
So far, it's been simpler.
He wanted to see if it was King Xian who came out, and whether King Xian was a human or a ghost!
As the pool water rolled, you could see layers of red, blood-like liquid suddenly pouring out of the originally dark water surface, spreading around.
The sound of drum beating just now disappeared, but no one thought that this was the end of the crisis. Instead, everyone realized that the danger had arrived.
A distant knocking sound came.
"Boom——! Dong——!"
"What sound?"
Shirley Yang boldly squatted on the edge of the stone pillar platform and looked down, listening and wondering.
Yang An’s sight penetrated the lake water and saw the tic-shaped corridor hidden in the whirlpool of the pool.
There is a strange bronze gate standing there, just like the heavenly gate before entering the fairy palace. The giant portal is like a city wall, blocking the water from rushing into it.
At this moment, it is slowly being pushed away from the inside!
The lake was involved.
Clearly visible are groups of shadows moving outward.
“Back off!”
“Little Yang, what do you want to do?”
Fatty Wang noticed that Yang An stepped forward and was suspended in the air. He was restrained by this hand and asked quickly.
"I'll go down and take a look, you guys wait here!"
Yang An ordered Hu Bayi to lie down and stabilize his body, Fatty said to Shirley Yang.
Then under the astonished gaze of the three people, he jumped down from the high palace!
"Little Master Yang!!!" Hu Bayi's voice was messy by the strong wind.
"Xiao An, be careful!"
Shirley Yang shouted loudly.
When Yang An disappeared, she sat back on the ground.
The matter has reached this point, and it is no longer possible for ordinary people to interfere. It is also for their own good that Yang An keeps the three of them.
Shirley Yang knew that her brother's abilities were far more than what he had shown along the way.
Her mood was a little complicated.
On the one hand, she wonders where Yang An's power comes from, but Yang An is definitely her brother and cannot lie. The blood connection makes her willing to trust Yang An in any decision.
At this time, Shirley Yang, who had not prayed to God for a long time, closed her eyes again and secretly prayed to the great Heavenly Father to help her brother return.
Below.
As the black shadow pours out, it gradually emerges from the water.
We can finally see what comes out of King Xian’s tomb!
There were rows of bronze chariots and horses walking stiffly!
Continuously pouring out from the heavenly gate opened from the inside.
These tall bronze figurines are exquisitely crafted, holding convex-edged axes and hollow-slotted axes (larger than axes) characteristic of the ancient Dian Kingdom.
Height is about two to three meters.
The King of Qin collected all the weapons and weapons from the world and melted them into twelve bronze men.
I never expected that this remote barbarian country could create such lifelike bronze figurines.
Normally speaking, ancient manpower and material resources were low.
It is impossible to create huge mausoleums in the world of ghost blowing lanterns.
Now, regardless of whether it is scientific or not, as soon as the bronze army landed ashore, they quickly got into a fighting posture.
Yang An took a cursory glance and estimated that there were thousands of people.
It was originally supposed to be a dead thing, but now it is alive. Needless to say, it must be related to the change in King Xian.
They were originally guarding Xuan Palace, waiting for King Xian to ascend to immortality, but now they really have to guard King Xian.
"You want to deal with me with this little trick?"
Yang An's rapidly falling figure suddenly stopped and stopped forty or fifty meters above the ground.
Wearing lightning!
There is a vast righteousness around.
To deal with zombies, ghosts, and the like, you naturally have to fight them with righteousness.
There is also dark ghostly energy pouring out from Tianmen.
The bronze men who came into contact with the ghost energy became more agile in their movements. They raised their heads one by one, held their swords in both hands, and roared silently at Yang An.
You can see the ferocious expressions on their faces.
Yang An's expression was indifferent, and he stretched out his hands to communicate with the soil below. It doesn't matter if there are thousands of troops, he has them too!
"Sand Transformation·Puppet Technique!"
(End of Chapter)