Chapter 990 Tomb of Master Wang (3)

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Soon, the energy in the two Buddha-realm corpses continued to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ice surface became thinner and thinner, and the two corpses gradually shriveled up, and finally fell weakly from mid-air.

The face of the great elder in the distance was as dark as ink, and he was terrifyingly gloomy. He stared at the scene in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until that thin layer of crushed ice quietly shattered.

It seems that there is a lack of a supporting point. The snow on the cliff continues to collapse, and the entire mountain begins to shake.

Then, under the sunlight, the mountain peak suddenly radiated light.

This light shot straight into the sky.

Then as the snow continued to disappear, it finally turned into a human form.

A huge human figure emerged from the mountain.

This man stood with his hands behind his hands, floating out of the dust, and came alive under the reflection of the sun, as if he were a real person.

Moreover, cracks in the void continued to appear around his body. Occasionally, ancient books, tyrannical relics, and even... magic weapons filled with light could be found in the cracks.

Every single piece is a unique treasure, let alone all gathered together.

Especially in the largest crack, it seems that a corpse sitting cross-legged can be vaguely seen. The corpse is holding a jade book in its hand.

The corpse's skin was rosy, and it didn't look like it was dead at all. Instead, it felt like it was reading and fell asleep unintentionally.

And on the jade ancient scroll, you can still vaguely see a few words on the cover.

"The King's Way"

...

For a moment, everything was silent.

The furious elder had straightened his eyes at this time and stared at the scene in front of him motionlessly. After a moment, he roared: "Quick, seize the treasure at any cost!"

"Half an hour, no, a quarter of an hour, no matter what the harvest, retreat!"

"Remember, no matter the cost, understand?"

Glancing at the light on the horizon, he knew very well that this strangeness could never be hidden, and some people who reacted quickly might even have started to leave at this time.

If they covet the valuable treasure too much, the end result will definitely be cannon fodder and serve as wedding clothes for others.

But if I just leave like this, I will definitely not be willing to do so!

Just take a gamble!

Within half an hour, this old guy who had been seeking stability all his life had made the craziest decision.

After all, the aura exuded by the most common-looking relics among them is also at the peak of the Buddhist realm. If combined with their unique method of cultivating corpses, and paying a certain price, maybe Qingfeng Village can have a few more truly meaningful relics. The master guarding the array.

At the very least, you can stop the loss.

Even if he is lucky and takes away two of the rather impressive-looking magic weapons, Qingfeng Village will really have a chance to escape from the control of Tianzhu and be able to try to make his own voice in the wasteland.

certainly...

The best choice is to join Heavenly Court and become a subordinate force of Heavenly Court, so that you can truly be invincible.

As long as the Tian group is killed and the human race is given away, all this will no longer be a fantasy.

The great elder thought of many things almost instantly. His whole person became excited and crazy, and his body was constantly trembling.

As the great elder's voice fell, the villagers named Qingfeng Village behind them looked crazy, their eyes turned red, and they rushed towards the crack with low roars.



"Has it started yet?"

"You, Lu Qingyou, have been on the stage for thousands of years, but I, Li Changgeng..."

"I also have some things of my own."

"Although the stage is small, it is still the first move on this chessboard."

"Please enlighten me!"

Zhao Hai rarely worked, but stood with his hands behind his hands, standing by the window, looking at the beam of light from the north that shot straight into the sky, as well as the steady stream of visions, including the heavy treasure that appeared and disappeared in the sky, and murmured with a smile.

No matter how big the chessboard is, how many players there are, or how anxious and complicated the situation is.

But in the final decisive battle, it was Li Changgeng who took the lead and made the first move.



Wasteland.

Lu Qing raised his head calmly, looked to the north, and said with a chuckle: "As expected, in terms of momentum, I still have to look at you, Li Changgeng."

"I can't have this confidence to take the first shot."

"It's just that the methods are a bit dirty after all, and they no longer have the royal aura of the past."

"It's so shameless."

"Who did you learn it from?"

Lu Qing said, smiling and shaking his head, with a little helplessness in his eyes, as if he was already aware of Zhao Hai's thoughts.

"However, you just set up a platform and just want to take advantage of me. Do you really think that my car is... cheap?"

"The car has started. If you want to get on the car, it depends on whether you can take the courageous leap at the critical moment."

Lu Qing paused and glanced at the 'Wang Ye' behind him who had changed his fairy tale book and was still studying it seriously: "Anyway, let's go, let's go and have a look in the north and admire Li Changgeng's methods. "

"It's just that he arranged the situation. He was sitting in the rear, but I went there in person. I always feel that my force is a bit low."

"That guy is always so domineering and aggressive no matter when or where he strikes."

"Why bother with such a meaningless victory?"

With a soft sigh, Lu Qing and 'Wang Ye' changed directions and galloped towards the extreme north. The speed was extremely fast and they disappeared into the wasteland in the blink of an eye.



Heaven.

The Arctic Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, stood up in shock, and looked towards the far north. His mental power spread, and his pupils seemed to vaguely reflect the scene there, including the giant statue as high as the mountain.

"Is it... the tomb of Master Wang?"

"This statue..."

"Master Wang!"

The Arctic Emperor fell into deep thought: "Hasn't Master Wang been dead for many years?"

"And I also participated in the construction of this cemetery. Why don't I know that this statue still exists."

"At such a juncture, something unexpected happened in the King's Cemetery. What happened?"

"Is it Li Changgeng who takes action, or is it the Immortal Old Man, or...is it the Wang Shi?"

For a moment, the Arctic Emperor's eyes narrowed subconsciously, exuding a dangerous aura.

In this situation where the king and his ancestors may be revived at any time, if such a moth appears, if the heavenly court, under his auspices, sits idly by and ignores it, the moment the king returns, even if it is just for his own face, he will The Arctic Emperor punished.

Even if Wang was sensible and knew that he was not to blame for the incident and that he was only punishing him severely, there was no guarantee that the king would not feel so alienated from him.

"This is forcing me, Heaven... to move."

The Arctic Emperor took a deep breath and stood up slowly. The surrounding air continued to collapse under the pressure of energy.