Immortal Voices Chapter 927: Graveyard
The battle above the Red Sea has stopped. Below the Red Sea, the monks are standing in the water surrounded by soft bubbles, and they look through the bubbles to the place that emits light. Looks greedy, expectant, interesting and so on.
Time goes from day to night, from night to dawn. This day and night, cultivators from farther rushed over, and the Echo Dao Master and others worked for a long time to protect their subordinates.
However, the 200,000 disciple soldiers were still reduced by nearly half. Many monks who were old with Rongguo or owed Rongguo's cause and effect killed those disciple soldiers ten times upwards.
The Red Sea was once again stained with blood, and the robbery caused many people to retreat further, and many people were fascinated by the robbery and came to the Red Sea to fight.
'Boom Rumble.'
When the first ray of light from the horizon shone on the surface of the sea, a loud noise resounded hundreds of miles around the Red Sea in the waiting and waiting of everyone.
The waves are surging in the sea, and the tsunami swept the waves. The strong vibration made the people on the bottom of the sea unstable, and the ships on the sea were also shaking, and they were in danger of capsizing at any time. The major forces all acted together to stabilize their own forces, shocked and full of joy at the same time.
Such a big movement, presumably treasures or secrets are not easy. They really have to thank the three masters of Echo Dao for their stupidity for giving them such a chance. Hey, there are still many good people in this world.
After the loud noise, the restrictions that blocked everyone slowly dissipated, and the dazzling light dimmed. Immediately, one by one water vortex appeared in front of everyone, as if an underwater black hole attracted everything that was approaching.
The elder of the Jinghai School led his disciples to investigate with exercises, and said in amazement: "The ridge in the Red Sea is broken."
A San Xiu couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the treasure is under the ridge. Now that the ridge is broken, the treasure is about to be born?"
The elder pondered and replied: "It's not impossible. Everything needs to be explored."
Some young people couldn't help but walked into the whirlpool first. Other scheming monks locked the young man tightly, and they were relieved to find that he had walked in safely.
The next moment, all the cultivators headed towards the whirlpool, but for a moment there was no one here.
After they left, Yu Cangduan took the boat and laughed loudly: "Stop this opportunity, kill."
The Inscription and others immediately ordered a charge towards the opposite side. Now there is no interference and the number of people left on the opposite side is similar to them.
If they Rongguo's 100,000 elite soldiers can't even understand the rabble of 100,000 remnants and defeated generals on the opposite side, talk about He Xiong's view of the world.
"Yu Cang old man, you are attacking at this time!" The Yu Patriarch said coldly.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the treasure hunting. Who ever thought that Yu Cang was such a hard core, and he turned to them regardless.
Ye Qingfeng shook the scroll in his hand, and smiled Wen Ya: "At this time, you are in trouble. The strong protect the weak and the weak are exhausted, and the weak are struggling to live and live. Such a good opportunity should not be missed."
He touched the scroll lightly and smiled softly and said: "Mist."
When the words are spoken, the people on the other side are surrounded by thick mist. They were blinded by the fog, and they couldn't see anything more than half a meter away, but Rong Chao's army could see clearly.
Yu Cang, Ye Qingfeng, Inscriptions and others locked down the opposing strong, so that they could not provide the slightest help to their disciples, so a massacre soon began.
Under the sea, after the treasure hunters left the whirlpool along the undercurrent, they were startled just as they stood still.
What you can see is a continuous tomb, with high and low, strong and weak lingering in the dark.
Qi Xing said strangely: "Is this the cemetery where His Majesty laid down for the soldiers who sacrificed in the Battle of the Three Kingdoms? It doesn't feel like it. There were not so many people who died back then."
This unobserved tomb is at least the burial place of tens of millions of people.
Bu Jinzhao stretched out his hand to squeeze a ray of yin qi, and said with a solemn expression: "These yin qi is very pure and carries a very long-lasting breath."
The elders of the Jinghai School looked around, and took a few steps forward to check the nearest tomb. A faint cold sweat oozes out on his forehead: "This is not the cemetery where Emperor Xu established a hundred years ago. It already exists under the ridge."
He said solemnly: "It should be the sea ridge breaking that caused the cemetery to be born."
Zhou Chen ran into the people around him and asked curiously: "Do you know what's going on? When your Majesty chose to bury the remains of soldiers here, did you find something wrong here?"
The person next to him wears a hat that cuts the line of sight, and his voice has a strange hoarse: "I don't know. I am not from Tianji Pavilion or Xingchen Pavilion. Ask me what I am doing."
This person is even a little impatient.
Zhou Chen smiled and said: "Isn't this a chance, I have always trusted your luck."
The man in the hat was silent and said: "If you can say this, it seems that your conscience has ran away from home."
Zhou Chen didn’t mind at all, and he still thought about joking: “If something happens in a while, or when you’re ready to make a move, you must remind me. I am also buried here to accompany once Paoze."
The man in the hat gave a cold snort and did not speak, but he acquiesced.
Someone who knows how to pick up the broken rock of the sea ridge and pinch it, he was surprised, and said, "It's tens of thousands of years old."
As soon as these words came out, no one of them held back their breath. Fortunately, the bubbles that wrapped them could provide them with unlimited oxygen.
Ten thousand years of history? Doesn't it mean that this is probably an ancient tomb?
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes lit up. There are good things in the ancient tomb, and they will have to look for them.
"Go, let's go to the center of the previous vision." Someone suggested.
Others have no objection, after all, everyone knows that the location with the vision is likely to be the place where the treasure appears.
As for these tombs, there is no time to explore them when they return.
Everyone quickly walked forward, and all the way they saw the sea ridge collapsed, the yin qi gathered, and everything was exhausted.
Until they came to a huge burial area, large tombs stood tall and stretched for thousands of miles, and the wind howled on them. Next to this burial area is the cemetery of Rongguo soldiers a hundred years ago.
Due to the sudden break of the sea ridge, these tombs were somewhat damaged. The armor and broken weapons eroded by the Yin Qi and the sea were scattered on the ground, and the tragic and tragic atmosphere suddenly silenced the atmosphere.
With their arrival, the blood evil spirit came in silently as if being awakened, and the indomitable will to fight in all directions vibrated, as if to overturn the sea and walk the world again, and continue to be the king. Immortal.
In a trance, everyone seemed to see the soldiers of Rongguo who had never retreated and fought in all directions. Even if their heads were beheaded and their bodies split, they would not retreat.
"War, war, war!" Voices rang out in their consciousness, making the unwilling monks' eyes red, as if they fell into an illusion.
A Taoist priest of Taixuanzong saw this, and he looked down and said indifferently: "The Immeasurable Heavenly Lord." His voice was not loud, but he easily awakened the affected monks.
The cultivator who had awakened took a step back in amazement, and his eyes looked around like a scourge: "I never thought that after a hundred years, the war spirit of Rongguo soldiers is still there."
Zhou Chen mocked: "These soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country and shrouded the horses are obsessed with obsession, and their infinite fighting spirit is sleeping here with them. How can you and other sect disciples understand their ambitions."
The disciples of the sect have always put the interests of the sect first, and have never had the concept of family, country, and world.
For a while, everyone's expressions were extremely complicated, and they couldn't tell whether it was admiration or something else.
When such an incident happened, they all became cautious, guarding the spirit platform to be clear, and continuing to move forward. As they moved forward, the fighting spirit slowly calmed down, and their hearts were raised.
But soon, they stopped again, their faces changed dramatically, as if they had seen something incredible.
In the center of the ancient tomb and the tomb of Rongguo soldiers, there is an independent tomb above the ground.
The crazy young man who just thought about suicide turned pale and horrified and backed back again and again, shouting: "How is this possible!"
He didn't know why, just looking at the tomb, his heart ached, as if there was something heavier than life lying in it.
He is not afraid of death, and often does not take his life seriously. But when he was standing in front of this tomb, the suffocation pain came in densely, making his limbs cold and dizzy.
He stared at the tomb in the front with wide eyes. This tomb is not big, because the change of the underground sea ridge has raised the top of the tomb a lot. This tomb is no different from other tombs, the only thing that makes him unbelievable is the huge tortoise-shell tombstone in front of the tomb.
The tortoise shell exudes a desolate and heavy atmosphere, even a little bit fierce. Because these hundred years have absorbed the fighting spirit and blood evil spirit of the soldiers, coupled with the circling Yin Qi, the tortoise shell has actually become much larger, just half of the height of the tomb.
Everyone stared at the tombstone, and saw a few large characters engraved on the tombstone: The Tomb of Emperor Rongxu!
The Rong Guo Tianzhu did not collapse, the Golden Dragon of Qi Luck did not die even though it was exhausted, and the position of heaven and earth did not change.
Everything proves that Emperor Xu is still alive. How can there be a cemetery? It's terrifying!
Unless Rongguo has a way to mislead the eyes of the people of the world and deceive the way of heaven.
Zhou Chen couldn't believe it. He whispered in a low voice, "How could Emperor Xu fall, and no one knows that the tomb is still in such a simple place. That man is unfathomable and unpredictable." It's not that simple to die. But here is her cemetery. If she is not dead, who would dare to set up a tomb for her!!"
The man in the hat can't hold it any longer, his fist is clenched, and his voice is hoarse: "I don't believe that the evil of Emperor Xu will die, so do you want to dig a grave?"
Zhou Chen: No, no, I dare not.
I dare not make trouble when Emperor Xu is alive, and even more so if she is dead, who knows if the one who takes one step and sees three steps is doing tricks on her grave.
If you think about it carefully, it is still possible. If Emperor Xu has never returned for a hundred years, people who are patient will not be able to sit still, and temptation is a must.
Emperor Ruoxu had counted all this and used his own graveyard to cut off all temptations, and it was not impossible for Rong Guo to gain time for self-improvement.