Where did you come from? Liu Wei'an asked.
"I took a shortcut. I have been in the cemetery for so many years, and I know many backdoors." Little Crow said proudly.
"It's very unkind of you not to tell me if there is a back door." Liu Wei'an said.
"Uh-" Little Crow rolled his eyes, "What did you see just now?"
"What happened just now?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"This tomb door is very evil. Many great powers have been trapped in this tomb door." Little Crow looked serious.
"I asked you what happened just now?" Liu Wei'an was dissatisfied.
"I just came here, so I don't know." Little Crow said.
"Haven't you been hanging around here for a long time? Why don't you know anything?" Liu Wei'an sarcastically said.
"If I knew everything, would I still be trapped here?" Little Crow said depressedly.
"Uh-ok." Liu Wei'an recounted what he had just experienced.
"You mean - "The Sutra of Immortal Inheritance"?" Little Crow took a breath of cold air, "It's impossible. I haven't heard that the Human King has obtained this sutra. I can be sure that the Human King will not "The Immortal Succession Sutra"."
"Maybe everything is fake, just some fantasy." Liu Wei'an said.
"You don't understand. This tomb door is very magical. No one can tell whether it is real or fake." The little crow looked cautious and fell into deep thought. The "Immortal Inheritance Sutra" suddenly confused his mind.
"The light is getting brighter!" Liu Wei'an shouted something unknown. He looked up and found that the darkness from nowhere had quietly faded away, and his vision quickly returned to normal.
"There seems to be no more traps." Someone said again. This time no one agreed. The trap was so invisible and intangible that no one dared to mess with it.
"Brother Zhang, what do you think?" Zhang Yangjin asked Zhang Yibu. Although his vision returned to normal, the tomb passage was strange and he did not dare to act rashly. But he didn't get a response from Zhang Yibu. Looking at it again, a chill came to his heart.
Zhang Yibu slowly fell down, and blood slowly flowed out from a hole in his heart. He had been dead for a long time.
"Who? Who did it?" Zhang Yangjin was furious. Zhang Yibu's scars were obviously sword wounds. They were completely different from the traps in the tomb passage. They were man-made. Suddenly I thought of something and twisted suddenly
He looked in the direction of Wang Er.
The only one who wields a sword and has the ability to kill Zhang Yibu is Wang Er. However, this look made my scalp almost numb.
"Wang Er!" Li Qingchuan shouted.
Wang Er's body fell limply to the ground. There was a narrow and thin hole in his heart, blood flowed out gurglingly, and he was no longer alive.
"Who is it? Who did it?" Li Qingchuan returned this sentence to Zhang Yangjin, and glanced at the people around him with dagger-like eyes.
"There's one here too!"
“It’s available here too!”
"Old Monster Zhu is dead too!"
…
The people next to the deceased were frightened and frightened, looking around with vigilant eyes. These people died silently, and they could not tell whether it was a trap or the work of the people around them.
"Have they not experienced what just happened?" Liu Wei'an looked at everyone's expressions and became suspicious. He asked Yan'er in a low voice, and Yan'er said she knew, but when he asked the swordsman, the swordsman looked confused.
"I just followed you and nothing happened."
A feeling of fear surged in Liu Wei'an's heart. Everyone had experienced the same scene. Why did some people know and some didn't know anything? If it is hallucination, how to explain these dead people? If it was true, why didn’t those who experienced it feel the least bit conscious?
The scene was so real that he didn't believe it was fake. Suddenly he remembered something and looked behind him, in the direction of the ancient survivors. Just then, I saw a ray of red line overflowing from General Zhao's eyebrows, extending from his nose, mouth, and chin to his stomach. With a crash, the body fell into two halves, neatly, with internal organs and other things scattered on the ground, and steam was rising.
The people of the ancient relics were stunned by this scene, and it took them a while to react, with fear appearing on their faces.
"General Zhao!"
"This is not true!"
"Why is this happening, how can he die? General Zhao is invincible, how can he die?"
…
Liu Wei'an's hands and feet went cold. He couldn't understand what was happening in front of him. Was it a real scene or a second fantasy? Where's the little crow? Is it real or just part of a fantasy?
He was confused.
"Dead!" Master Wei squatted down and looked carefully
After careful inspection, I finally came up with this unique idea. When he said these two words, his voice was trembling.
"Why is this happening?" This sentence is like a judge's verdict. All the soldiers feel as if they have been struck by lightning, and there is a despair of broken beliefs. General Zhao is invincible. For many years, no matter how powerful the enemy is, General Zhao will always kill him with one move and never use a second move. General Zhao is invincible and a god-like existence in the minds of all soldiers. Such a god cannot die.
"Mummy, it's a mummy!" The noble man in black looked extremely ugly. From the word "survivor", you can tell that there are not many people left in the ancient remnant clan. Every one of them dies, not to mention the invincible General Zhao. The death of General Zhao is a huge loss to the entire ancient surviving family.
Liu Wei'an was shocked when he heard the mummy. Yes, there were three people left in the illusion, him, Ji Wushen and the noble man in black. Could it be that because the three of them were neither dead nor unconscious, they could remember what happened in the illusion. When Ji Wushen heard the word 'mummy', his expression changed. When his eyes fell on General Zhao's corpse, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Indeed, with the combat effectiveness shown by General Zhao in the illusion, no one can help but feel pressure.
"Why is this happening?" Master Wei still didn't believe all this and stared at the two corpses: "Our clan is immortal. General Zhao is only a hair away from immortality. We don't have the power to kill him. .”
The Immortal Clan, also known as the Clan Abandoned by Heaven, is immortal and will never be destroyed. There is no power that can kill this clan, but the scene in front of him broke Master Wei's cognition.
It is easy to understand that other warriors died because they were too weak and had only a trace of immortality, but General Zhao was different. He was a genius from the ancient relics and the one with the best hope of entering the realm of immortality. In fact, this is also true. He touched the edge of immortality in the shortest time. No chance coincidence is needed, only the accumulation of time can enter immortality. How could such a person die? How could he die?
wrong! Liu Wei'an had a new question. If only the three people who were not in a coma remembered what happened in the illusion, how could Yan'er explain it? She remembered that she was also in a coma at the beginning.
After a cup of tea, it was confirmed that General Zhao had no signs of resurrection. The ancient survivors finally believed the fact of General Zhao's death. The noble man in black said with a dark face: "Enter the cemetery!"
