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Originally, the birth of the treasure was supposed to be a **** scene where all the monks showed off their magical powers and fought to the death. Unexpectedly, it was completely silent at this time.
Everyone has several questions in their minds: Is Emperor Xu dead?
If he was dead, what exactly had been done to the tomb? What, you said it could just be a simple tomb without any manipulation. Haha, Emperor Xu's reputation for being crazy has spread to other continents. It's not normal that she didn't do anything.
If Emperor Xu was not dead, who would be so bold as to build her tomb? A strong person like Emperor Xu will be sensitive to some things. This kind of humiliating and offensive behavior was caught by Emperor Xu. According to Emperor Xu's temperament, it is impossible to be so quiet. She would be merciless if she did not use this opportunity to eliminate dissidents and turn the entire world of cultivation upside down.
If there is no movement, it is likely that you are waiting for an opportunity to trap them all.
In a word, no matter whether Emperor Xu is dead or alive, they seem to dare not move.
There are few people in the world who can threaten the monks in this world.
But every time when everyone wanted to take action, the earth-shattering Thunder Tribulation War a hundred years ago would come to mind, and no matter how many thoughts they had, they would wither.
That's all, they can't afford to offend Emperor Xu's crazy criticism.
Of course, those who have this idea are the older generation of monks. Although the younger generation of monks who have only emerged in the past hundred years have heard of Emperor Xu, he has not appeared for a hundred years, and his reputation only affects the group of people a hundred years ago.
As the saying goes, #Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Not only do they not feel afraid, they also think that the older generation is too cautious.
A young monk stepped forward, looked at the tombstone carefully, and said smartly: "I suspect that Emperor Xu died a hundred years ago. Rong Guo secretly buried Emperor Xu here and used some means to keep the pillar from falling. A hundred years ago. Later, it was probably due to the exhaustion of Rong Guo's dragon energy that the secret technique failed and Emperor Xu's tomb was also exposed."
Zhou Chen and others: "..." What you said makes sense, but what about the logic?
The man in the hat was speechless for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "The tomb of Emperor Ruoxu is buried here, and the war between Rong Chao and Hueyin Dojo and other forces will not be placed here."
Fighting on the emperor's tomb is a great disrespect to their emperor. It is impossible for any loyal and patriotic person to do such a thing. Anyone with a little brain can think of this.
"It is very likely that Prince Hao of Rong State secretly sent someone to bury the late emperor and hid it from the important officials in the court." The young man said unconvinced.
This sounds even more unreasonable.
Even if the emperor of a country dies, as long as her body is still there, under the influence of the dragon energy of the country, all the officials in the court can sense her location. It was impossible for Prince Hao to hide this from everyone.
Yu Guogong is an old man from the Sword Emperor's time. Looking through the ancient books collected by the sect, you can find out how resourceful and ruthless Yu Cang was when he was young. When Emperor Xu was still there, he was the anchor of Rong Dynasty. When Emperor Xu was away, Rongguo was able to stabilize the country. He definitely played a lot of roles in it. Anyway, they never believed that Prince Hao's actions could be hidden from this shrewd old man.
Just when the old and the young were arguing about whether to offend Emperor Xu's tomb, a monk from the Wanyao Sect suddenly looked ugly and said, "Stop arguing for now. Did you hear anything?"
After hearing this, the others subconsciously shut up and held their breath, carefully capturing the movement around them.
Soon, they heard bursts of noisy gibbering.
Those sounds seemed like soldiers fighting on the battlefield, or like countless people whispering to each other, and indirectly the neighing of monsters.
As the murmur became louder and louder, everyone felt a splitting headache and their bodies stiffened. Even their consciousness was locked within an inch of their bodies, unable to detect what was going on.
But then they saw that the surrounding seawater was instantly dyed by the Yin Qi and turned into ink-like blackness, rolling crazily, rolling up the broken ridge sand, coral fish, and forming a huge roaring tsunami. In the whirlpool at the center of the tsunami, something seemed to be coming out of it. The pure evil spirit was so strong that it made people feel chilly, and even the soul had a vague illusion of being frozen.
Beneath the broken ridge, the tomb trembled continuously. Yin energy gathered, and there seemed to be a cry and howl.
The murmur became clearer and louder. Then everyone heard clearly what the sound was.
"king."
"king."
"king."
Voices came from all directions and penetrated into the ears. After hearing these voices, the monks who were in a bad mood looked dull and their eyes were numb, but they knelt on the ground and shouted in a fanatical tone: "King, king, king..."
This performance made other people's heads tingle.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, something is wrong here." The Taoist priest looked solemn.
Qi Zifeng from Shanhai Dojo said without changing his expression: "Senior, at this time we all see that something is wrong here."
The Taoist priest shook his head and said: "What the old Taoist said is wrong, because the voice is wrong. This is not the voice of a soldier who died in the battle, but an ancient and elegant accent. This accent is unheard of in the north of the West Antarctic continent. Only people from the village can say that it has been lost in other places.”
Zhou Chen crossed his arms, and the once serious person now became careless: "Are these elegant sayings from more than 10,000 years ago?"
The Taoist priest nodded: "Yes."
He took a deep breath, looked at the tomb below the sea ridge, and said, "The people from ten thousand years ago are about to wake up."
As soon as these words came out, it was like the cold current from the far north ice and snow land passed over several people, freezing them to the bone.
The people present were all people who had seen the world. Even so, their faces were still pale with shock.
But the scarier thing is yet to come.
As the sound of the 'king' got closer and closer, they stood frozen on the spot unable to move, and blurry figures slowly gathered around them.
Senhan's yin energy lingered around him, and these figures became clear from blur. Everyone could clearly see the ghost figures that almost overlapped with them. They were wearing armor and holding weapons. Two black flags that were condensed with Yin Qi and almost covered the entire sea were erected.
On one side was written 'Naihe' in large black and gold characters, and on the other side was 'Culai'.
The two big flags ignored the power of the sea water, and seemed to be hunting independently from another space.
Under the leadership of General Ghost, the two legions knelt on one knee under the black flag, staring feverishly at the high cemetery, and shouted: "King!"
As they shouted, there seemed to be endless faith rushing towards the tomb.
The tortoise-shell tombstone began to vibrate, and slowly there was a gentle and imperceptible heartbeat.
Although there was so much noise at the bottom of the sea, the sound was not loud. It could even be said to be weak, but it sounded strangely in everyone's ears, suppressing all the noise.
The ghost army instantly became quiet, but their expressions became even more fanatical.
But the monks who were surrounded by Yin soldiers and unable to move were ashen-faced and shocked.
No way! Culai!
According to legend, the two strange armies of the Hades Dynasty, which had fought against all the major forces in the Middle Thousand Realms, were unable to fight back. Why did they appear here!
Weren't they eradicated long ago?
Some monks with a long history of power behind them were horrified, even at their level, they were frightened.
Qi Zifeng frowned and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Where does this heartbeat sound come from?"
Boom, boom, boom…
The sound of the heartbeat became stronger and stronger from weak, and the intervals between beats also became rhythmic.
Something is slowly coming back to life!
A monk from the Jinghai sect said with trembling lips: "This, this sound came from the tomb of Emperor Xu."
Chapter end
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