It sounds like it's very close, but it's actually miles away. Liu Wei'an was shocked. How big is the cemetery?
"So many people!" Yan'er exclaimed.
Zhang Yibu, Zhuge Yishan, Huang Baifu, Zhang Yangjin, Ji Wushen, Li Qingchuan, Wang Er and others are all here, and the other masters are almost there. Those who are not there are probably dead. These people were all red and seriously injured. In addition, there are new faces, Zhang Wuhe and a group of people. An extraordinary young man led a group of people. However, the first thing Liu Weian saw was a group of people wearing ancient costumes.
This should be an ear room of the cemetery. Although it is an ear room, the area is not small. It is at least as big as five football fields combined. There are criss-crossing chasms on the ground. The chasms are filled with white bones, some from Warcraft and some from humans. These bones are shining with silver or golden light spots, indicating that the owner of the bones was extremely powerful during his lifetime.
The depth of the chasm is unknown, but there are at least hundreds of thousands of bones visible on the surface. The thought of being buried with such a large number of monsters and masters makes one's scalp numb.
There is a tomb door where the ear chamber is connected to the main tomb, and the door has been opened. Ji Wushen, Li Qingchuan, Zhang Yangjin and others wanted to stay away from the tomb gate, but people wearing ancient costumes stopped them and prevented them from leaving. A war broke out.
The clothing is mainly black, with patterns outlined in gold and large flowing sleeves, making it look noble and elegant. The number of these people was not large, but they were able to stop everyone. The other half did not make a move, guarding a young master.
The young master is about 20 years old. His face is pale, as if he has not seen the sun for a long time. His body is thin and his breath is feminine, giving people a sick feeling. Also dressed in black, there is a crown on top of his head.
The young master stood upright and looked at everyone as if he were his subjects. The respectful attitude of the man in black next to him further highlighted his unusual status.
boom!
Zhuge Yishan screamed and was forced into the tomb door. As soon as he entered, he was immediately shot backwards at a faster speed. His body exploded in mid-air, and the minced meat shot out in all directions, as if there was a rain of blood.
A generation of young heroes died.
Everyone present was in awe. Any one of them would be an outstanding person, but when they meet this group of weird guys in ancient costumes, they appear so fragile.
ah--
ah--
The screams were rapid and short, and two more masters died.
"You are exploring the way, and there is still a glimmer of hope. If you are stubborn, you will all die." A man with a long beard spoke. The ancient language and the current pronunciation are very different in terms of pronunciation and rhythm, but those who can enter the ruins , most of them have studied ancient culture, half guessed and half confused, and basically understood the meaning of growing a beard.
"Wow--"
Zhang Yangjin flew out like a kite, spraying blood in mid-air, shouting: "I surrender, I'll go explore the way!" The giant palm following him could barely touch his body, he paused, and then retracted it .
"Count you in." Long Beard glanced at him and nodded slightly. Not everyone is qualified, and he looks down on those who lack strength.
After Zhang Yangjin landed, he was not attacked again. Li Qingchuan and Wang Er looked at each other and chose to surrender at the same time. They couldn't fight again and again. Why not surrender? Life is more important than face.
The two stopped. The others were already invincible, and now it was even more dangerous. Two more people were killed. The remaining people could no longer fight and surrendered one after another. The people in ancient costumes did not accept everyone's surrender. Two weaker people were slapped to death.
"You guys, go in together." Long Beard scolded, with an expression as if Ji Wushen and others were honored to be ordered by him. Ji Wu's arrogant face turned blue, but he had to lower his head under the eaves.
The strength of these people in ancient costumes is frightening. Anyone who comes out can defeat the most powerful person here. There were more than twenty such people, and they were even more powerful with long beards. They killed two old seniors with two moves. Next to him was a man in black robe who had not made any move. He was tall and unfathomable.
This person did not show any momentum, and the abyss was like the sea, but Ji Wushen had a feeling that if this person took action, he could kill them all in an instant. Facing such an enemy, resisting would be humiliating.
"You two, let's go together." Long Beard suddenly stretched out his hand, and the void shattered, revealing Liu Wei'an and Yan'er who were hiding behind the formation. Yan'er screamed in fright, and Liu Wei'an's eyes shrank. Before he entered the ear room, he used a formation to shield his aura. He was different from before. He had lost all his skills and had to be careful every step he took.
These people were able to defeat Ji Wushen and others, but he didn't dare to show any flaws. He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't expect to be discovered easily.
"Junior, I obey!" Liu Wei'an showed no intention of resisting and walked into the large army.
"You are very lucky." Wang Er's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Both each other!" Liu Wei'an smiled slightly.
"Put any grievances aside. I suggest that we all work together to get through the current situation first. How about that?" Zhang Yangjin didn't know what kind of pill he took. In a few breaths, his internal injuries were healed.
"That should be the case." The black spear that Li Qingchuan raised slowly lowered.
Ji Wushen looked calm and glanced at Liu Wei'an, Zhang Yibu and Huang Baifu: "The three of them are formation masters. Can you see if there is a formation on the tomb door?"
"Yes!" Huang Baifu didn't even think about it. He was one of the first people to arrive at the ear room and had already studied the tomb door.
"Sink into hell." Zhang Yibu said.
There was a bad feeling in everyone's heart. It had something to do with hell, and there was no good feeling. They looked at Liu Wei'an. Since cooperation is required, everyone must contribute, and useless people are not qualified to cooperate.
"I have to take a look to find out." Liu Wei'an walked towards the tomb door.
"Sir!" Yan'er was very worried. She just saw the master who entered the tomb died tragically with her own eyes. She was very scared, but she followed without hesitation.
A figure floated out and chased behind Liu Wei'an. It was the swordsman.
"Congratulations on your great improvement in skill!" Liu Wei'an could tell at a glance that the swordsman's strength had improved to a new level. There was blood on him, but most of it was other people's blood, and he only suffered some superficial injuries.
"It was your medicine that helped me." The medicine the swordsman mentioned was Ganoderma lucidum.
"What's going on here, who are those people?" Liu Wei'an didn't have time to reminisce, he had to figure out the situation.
"He claimed to be an ancient remnant. He came out of nowhere and was very powerful. None of the old seniors were any match for him. They ran away as soon as they saw him." There was a trace of regret in the swordsman's voice. His skill increased and his self-confidence exploded. I thought I could escape if I couldn't beat him. But the ancient survivors let him know what despair is.
"Ancient remnants?" Liu Wei'an and Zou Mei said that it is not simple when it comes to the word "ancient". No wonder I didn't see the Old Immortal, the Bloody Hand Venerable and others. These people were well-informed and knew the ancient relics, so they ran fast. Moreover, the chicken thief does not remind others. The younger generation was unlucky. They were all caught in one sweep, and even the two most favored men, Zhang Yibu and Ji Wushen, did not escape.
A few steps away from the tomb door, Liu Wei'an stopped, his eyes bright. The swordsman and Yan'er's bodies were tense and extremely nervous. In the distance, the ancient survivors watched quietly and did not rush. Everyone's eyes were on Liu Wei'an.
