The Human Emperor Chapter 1485: Ancient underground palace!
Chapter 148th
"Hurry up, they rushed up soon!"
Wang Chong lowered his voice, quickly retracted his gaze from the six-generation living dead, and rushed forward at full speed.
The three-eyed deer-shaped mask male already completely controlled the scene. Although the sixth generation of living dead was temporarily dragged by the third dipper who was used by Wang Chong, he would rush in as soon as possible.
Both sides and Wang Chong are like enemies and non-friends. Once they are overtaken, the current situation of Wang Chong is only a dead end. The only vitality now is to rush forward, and use this opportunity to pull away from the three-eyed deer mask man and the six generations of the living dead, and win that breath of breath.
—— The best result is to find Great Principle Immortal Art as soon as possible and leave here smoothly.
The wind screams on both sides, only the dense blue smoke permeates in the eyes, and the turbulence comes from all around.
Rushing forward all the way, gradually, Wang Chong felt something's wrong.
The cave in front of me seems to be very different from other caves. It is not rough rocks under the feet, but a solid floor tile.
The sides of the channel are not ordinary cave walls, but hard metal. Not only that, in the thick green smoke, the Wang Chong actually smelled a faint ... sandalwood smell!
The original Ancestor Ji Li that rushed into the cave with Wang Chong did not know when it disappeared. Wang Chong's Spiritual Strength found out, but did not find his location.
"Can't control it! You must find a way out as soon as possible!"
Wang Chong secretly thought in my heart, my mind quickly focused.
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through my mind, the hard metal walls, billowing smoke, and the scent of sandalwood in the smoke, what Wang Chong thought faintly.
Within a moment, Wang Chong successfully confirmed the guess in my heart.
wēng!
Wang Chong all the way along the passage. After about a few kilometers, at the end of the passage, before a long bronze step extending all the way down, Wang Chong stopped abruptly.
The palace!
Wang Chong Looking at the huge space that suddenly appeared in front of me, a thought flashed in my mind.
This is an extremely huge ancient palace. Among the palaces, there are ancient and huge Hanshan Boshan furnaces. There is a plume of green smoke. The sandalwood smelled by the nose of Wang Chong is it. Emitted.
And in the center of the hall, and on another high step, there are huge giant dragon pillars.
These dragon pillars are not cedar wood carvings, but are made of fine copper.
"What the **** is this?"
Wang Chong murmured to himself, feeling indescribable.
I am used to this complex network of caves deep in the ground. Suddenly, I saw a huge ancient underground palace that seemed to be sealed up by history, giving Wang Chong a strange feeling that could not be explained.
And the palace in front of it is empty, and no one can be seen. But the more so, the more Wang Chong dare not care.
Wang Chong remembers what Ancestor Ji Li said before. There are six generations of Great Principle Immortal Monarch.
The more this kind of seemingly safe place, the more Wang Chong dare not relax the vigilance easily.
wēng!
While looking at the entire empty underground palace, suddenly the face of Wang Chong changed slightly, the next moment, only felt a severe pain from the belly Dantian.
"It's happening again, and the frequency is getting faster and faster! If you don't want to find a way to find Great Principle Immortal Art and resolve the disordered Astral Qi, I'm afraid it will be qi deviation soon."
Wang Chong stood there, covering Dan Tian with one hand, trembling constantly. Wang Chong's young and handsome face showed an extremely painful look.
Large cold sweat dripped from his forehead. At that moment, Wang Chong felt as if a palm reached into his body, pulling Eight Extraordinary Meridians. The pain was unimaginable.
Wang Chong Close your eyes, slowly push the Astral Qi in your body, and slowly, one by one, smooth out the Astral Qi that is diverted from the body.
I do n’t know how long, finally, the Astral Qi in the body is gradually gentle, and the pain of the cone heart gradually disappears.
"You must leave here as soon as possible, you must find Great Principle Immortal Art anyway!"
Wang Chong raised his head and looked at secretly thought in front.
Da da da!
At this moment, a rapid burst of air, accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps, came from behind.
"Hurry up! Don't let that kid run away!"
"Must find him anyway!"
"What a cunning son of destruction!"
...
The sound of rage is faintly mixed with angry voices, those Black-Clothed Man.
Wang Chong's face changed slightly, and it was immediately distinguished.
The six generations of living dead are extremely powerful. Martial Lord Si Ji can't bear his palm, but they can't stop these Black-Clothed Mans.
Wang Chong's's strength is weakened very much. If they encounter them at this time, they will definitely die.
Too late to think about it, Wang Chong took a deep breath, with a determined look, quickly moved forward and headed for the underground palace ahead.
Well, Wang Chong leapt forward, one step was thirty feet, and immediately entered the square of the underground palace.
The green smoke is everywhere, and the sandalwood fragrance is getting stronger and stronger.
"kā chā!"
Just when Wang Chong's toes fell to the ground and touched the cold slate floor in the center of the palace, a slight crackling sound suddenly passed into his ears. Suddenly, Wang Chong stopped suddenly.
However, the cracking sound of ceramics not only did not stop, but became more and more dense.
"wēng!"
Wang Chong's complexion changed suddenly, and he looked up suddenly, looking at the place where the sound came out.
On the opposite side of the Wang Chong, on the bronze steps on the other side of the palace, a sculpture stands on a bronze pillar that is more than one foot tall and two people embrace.
The surface of this sculpture is gray-brown. Before Wang Chong, it was considered to be a common sculpture and didn't care too much. But now it seems that it is far from simple as a sculpture.
Scrapping, the fine lines on the sculpture surface are more and more, and there is less than a breath before and after, the ceramic on the sculpture surface explodes violently, and under the ceramic, a pale figure is revealed.
The man also wore an ancient robe, and revealed a strong style of Period, Central Plains Han Chinese. And he also revealed a share of aura of death.
Five generations of living dead!
Wang Chong flashed a thought in my mind for a moment, almost instinctively remembering the six generations of living dead that I had encountered before.
The two Aura are exactly the same, but the one in front of them looks older than the other.
wēng!
Five generations of living dead on a fine copper iron pillar opened their eyes sharply. The eyes were also empty and empty. Just as he opened his eyes, Wang Chong suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
The sense of crisis, like the mountains and the sea, whistling, is almost suffocating.
Almost at the same time, the humming, fine copper and iron pillars suddenly changed dramatically. A huge trembling Aura is even more powerful and terrible than the previous six generations of living dead, like a storm, erupting from that figure, covering the entire hall.
In an instant, the whole hall light and shadow floated, and it seemed that even heaven and earth had changed color.
Escape!
Instantly, the nose of Wang Chong smelled a strong aura of death, six generations of Great Principle Immortal Art inheritors, one generation stronger than the other. With the powerful strength revealed by the living dead in the past five generations, as long as he holds a palm, I am afraid he will die forever.
At the same time, the noisy voice behind him quickly approached. It seemed that in addition to Dou Ren, other Black-Clothed Man broke into it.
It's just a moment, those people are getting closer and closer to already here.
Five generations of living dead are rapidly awakening, and Black-Clothed Man in the rear is approaching. The atmosphere around was tense, and even the air seemed to stop flowing. Wang Chong even heard the sound of bangs in his chest.
As soon as a few moments, several Dou people led their subordinates to rush here, and the five-generation living dead internal Qi of the fine copper pillar locked themselves. At that time, I am afraid there is only one way to go.
Wang Chong's heart beating, the invisible time ticking, clear and audible. Every moment seems to be announcing that Wang Chong goes further from Death.
Wang Chong tried to keep calm, thinking quickly in his mind, but the cold sweat oozing from his forehead said everything.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.
"Young Master Wang, here!"
Sometimes later, when the situation is extremely critical, suddenly a familiar voice comes into my ear:
"Here, come here!"
The voice was so anxious that it came from the underground not far behind Wang Chong.
"wēng!"
On the right hand of Wang Chong, the huge Boshan furnace not far away suddenly trembled and moved to the right, exposing a round hole.
The hole in the hole is dark and you can't see anything, but inside the hole, Wang Chong sees a familiar arm beckoning towards himself.
"Ancestor Ji Li!"
Wang Chong looked at the arm, and couldn't hide his shock.
He rushed into the cave with Ancestor Ji Li. The Speed he entered the cave was faster than Ancestor Ji Li, but I do n’t know why, the Ancestor Ji Li disappearing behind him would actually be one step ahead of him, and it still appeared in such a weird The place.
"Quick! He can't run far!"
Crowds of roar came from behind, the sound of Black-Clothed Man.
Too late to think about it, Wang Chong suddenly jumped into the hole under the Boshan furnace.
At the moment of entering, he swung his right hand, and the huge and heavy Boshan furnace immediately moved over, covering the opening.
"Don't move!"
In the dark, the sound of Ancestor Ji Li suddenly came from the ears.
Wang Chong did not speak, and stopped at the same time as Ancestor Ji Li. The pores in the whole body were closed, and Aura converged to the extreme.
The position of the two is not beyond the guardianship of the fifth-generation living dead, and in the secret passage under the Boshan furnace, they cannot actually get rid of the fifth-generation living dead and lift the crisis.
But the next moment and Wang Chong understand the meaning of Ancestor Ji Li.
With the chaotic footsteps, the light flashed at the entrance of the palace, and a rush of figures rushed in. Headed by the fighters who have fought with Wang Chong.
And behind him, a Black-Clothed Man named Half-Luwu and Black Blaze Asura, all densely gathered behind him.
The crowd walked out of the cave, landed on the steps, raised their heads and looked at the opposite side. At a glance, they saw the five generations of living dead who were recovering from already. The pair of godless eyes quickly fell on the dense Black-Clothed Man body.
At this moment, a group of Black-Clothed Man, like wildfire, flaunting and raging Aura, covered Wang Chong and others under the Boshan furnace, and attracted the attention of five generations of living dead on the fine copper pillar.