Doomsday Rise

The sound seems to be very close, but in fact it is several kilometers away. Liu Weian was shocked, how big is the cemetery?

"A lot of people!" Yan'er exclaimed.

Zhang Yibu, Zhuge Yishan, Huang Baifu, Zhang Yangjin, Ji Wushen, Li Qingchuan, Wang Er and others were all there, and almost all other masters were there, and those who were not there were probably dead. These people, all of them were famous, were seriously injured. In addition, there are new faces, Zhang Wuhe leads a group of people. A young man with an extraordinary bearing leads a group of people. However, the first thing Liu Weian saw was a group of people in ancient costumes.

This should be an ear chamber of the cemetery. Although it is an ear chamber, its area is not small, at least as big as five football fields combined. There are criss-cross gaps on the ground, and the gaps are full of white bones, some of which are monsters and some of humans. These bones are shining with silver or golden spots, indicating that the owner of the bones was extremely powerful during his lifetime.

The depth of the gap is unknown, but there are at least hundreds of thousands of bones visible on the surface. To be buried with such a scale of warcraft and masters makes one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

There is a tomb door at the place where the ear chamber connects with the main tomb, and the door has been opened. Ji Wushen, Li Qingchuan, Zhang Yangjin and others wanted to stay away from the gate of the tomb, but people in ancient costumes stopped them, preventing them from leaving, and a great war broke out.

The costumes are mainly black, with golden borders to outline patterns, and large sleeves fluttering, looking noble and elegant. There were not many of these people, but they were able to stop everyone, and the other half did not make a move, guarding a young son.

The young man was about 20 years old, his face was pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his body was thin and his breath was soft, giving people a sick feeling. Also dressed in black, but with an extra crown on top of his head.

The young master stood straight, looking at everyone as if he was looking at his subjects. The respectful attitude of the man in black next to him further highlighted his unusual status.

boom!

Zhuge Yishan let out a scream and was forced into the tomb door. Just after he entered, he immediately shot backwards at a faster speed, his body exploded in mid-air, and the pieces of flesh shot in all directions, as if it was raining blood.

A generation of young heroes died.

All the people present were awe-inspiring. Any one of them is a hero, but when they meet this group of weird guys in ancient costumes, they seem so fragile.

ah--

ah--

The screams were quick and short, and two more masters died.

"You explore the way, there is still a glimmer of life. If you are stubborn, you will all die." A long-bearded man spoke. There is a big difference between the ancient language and the current voice, both in pronunciation and rhythm. However, most of the people who can enter the ruins have studied ancient cultures. They can basically understand the meaning of the long-bearded man.

"Wow--"

Zhang Yangjin flew out like a kite, sprayed a cloud of blood in mid-air, and shouted: "I surrender, I'll go find the way!" The giant palms following behind barely touched his body, paused, and retracted.

"Count you in." The long beard glanced at him and nodded slightly. Not everyone is qualified, and he looks down on those who are not strong enough.

After Zhang Yangjin landed, she was never attacked again. Li Qingchuan and Wang Er looked at each other, and chose to surrender at the same time, but they couldn't beat them, so why not surrender, life is more important than face.

The two stopped, the others were already invincible, and now they were even more dangerous. Two more people died, and the rest couldn't fight anymore and surrendered one after another. Men in ancient clothes did not accept the surrender of all,

There were two weaker people who were slapped to death.

"You guys, go in together." The bearded beard scolded, with an expression on his face, as if it was an honor for Ji Wushen and others to be ordered by him. Ji Wushen's face turned blue, but she had to bow her head under the eaves.

The strength of these people in ancient costumes is frighteningly high. Anyone who comes out can hang and beat the most powerful people here. There are more than 20 people like this, and the beard is even more powerful. With two moves, they killed two old seniors. Next to him was a tall man in black robe who had never made a move. He was tall and unfathomable.

This person didn't show any momentum, and the abyss was like the sea, but Ji Wushen had a feeling that if this person made a move, he could kill all of them in an instant. Facing such an enemy, resisting would be humiliating.

"You two, go together too." 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 let out a scream in fright, and Liu Wei'an's eyes shrank. Before he entered the ear chamber, he used formations to shield his breath. Now he is different from the past, he has lost all his skills, and he has to be careful with every step.

These people could beat Ji Wushen and others, but he didn't dare to show any flaws. He thought he was hiding it well, but he didn't expect to be discovered easily.

"Junior, obey!" Liu Weian didn't show any resistance, and walked into the main army.

"You have a lot of life." Wang Er's eyes flashed murderous intent.

"Both each other!" Liu Wei'an smiled slightly.

"Let's put aside any grievances and grievances. I suggest that everyone work together to get through this hurdle first. How about it?" Zhang Yangjin didn't know what kind of elixir he had taken, and within a few breaths, his internal injuries had already healed.

"It should be so." Li Qingchuan raised the black spear and slowly lowered it.

Ji Wushen looked calm, and glanced at Liu Wei'an, Zhang Yibu, and Huang Baifu: "The three are formation masters, can you see if there is a formation at the gate of the tomb?"

"Yes!" Huang Bofu didn't even think about it, he was one of the first people who arrived in the ear chamber, and he had already studied the tomb door.

"Sink into hell." Zhang Yibu said.

There was a bad feeling in everyone's heart. It has something to do with hell, so there is nothing good. They looked at Liu Wei'an. Since we have to cooperate, everyone contributes their efforts, and those who are useless are not qualified to cooperate.

"I have to look to find out." Liu Weian walked towards the door of the tomb.

"My lord!" Yan'er was very worried, because she just saw the master who entered the tomb door die tragically. She was very scared, but she followed behind without hesitation.

A figure floated out and chased behind Liu Weian. It was a swordsman.

"Congratulations on your great improvement!" Liu Weian could tell at a glance that the swordsman's strength had risen to a higher level. There was blood on his body, but most of it was other people's blood, and he himself had only suffered some skin trauma.

"It was your medicine that helped me." The medicine in the swordsman's mouth was Ganoderma lucidum.

"What's the situation here, who are those people?" Liu Weian didn't have time to talk about the past, he had to figure out the situation.

"Professing to be a relic from the ancient times, I don't know where it came out, it's very powerful, those seniors are no opponents, and they fled as soon as they saw it." There was a trace of regret in the swordsman's voice, his skills increased, and his self-confidence burst, thinking that he could still escape if he couldn't beat him. But the ancient survivors let him know what despair is.

"The legacy of the ancient times?" Liu Wei'an Zou Mei, when it comes to the word "ancient", it is not simple. No wonder I didn't see Old Immortal, Venerable Blood Hand and others. These people are well-informed and know the ancient survivors, so they run fast. And the chicken thief didn't remind others. Unlucky for the younger generation, they were wiped out, not even Zhang Yibu and Ji Wushen, the two favorites of heaven, escaped.

A few steps away from the gate of the tomb, Liu Weian stopped with piercing eyes. Swordsman and Yan'er were tense and extremely nervous. In the distance, the ancient survivors watched quietly without urging. All eyes were on Liu Weian.