Doomsday Rise

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"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 back doors." The little crow was triumphant.

"If you don't tell me there is a back door, you are too unkind." Liu Wei'an said.

"Uh—" The little crow rolled his eyes, "What did you see just now?"

"What happened just now?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"This tomb gate is very evil, and many great powers have been enlightened in this tomb gate." The little crow looked serious.

"I asked you what happened just now?" Liu Weian was dissatisfied.

"I just came here, I don't know." The little crow said.

"Haven't you been here for a long time? Why don't you know anything?" Liu Wei'an sarcastically.

"If I knew everything, would I still be trapped here?" The little crow asked depressedly.

"Uh - okay." Liu Weian recounted the experience just now.

"You mean——"The Sutra of Immortal Inheritance"?" The little crow gasped, "Impossible, I never heard that the King of Human Beings got this scripture. I can be sure that the King of Human Beings would not know the "Sutra of Indestructible Inheritance" before him."

"Maybe everything is fake, just some fantasy." Liu Wei'an said.

"You don't understand. This tomb gate is very magical. No one can tell whether it's real or not." The little crow looked serious and fell into deep thought.

"The light has become brighter!" Liu Weian raised his head and found that the darkness that came from nowhere quietly faded away, and his sight quickly returned to normal.

"The organ trap seems to be gone." Someone said again. This time no one agrees, the mechanism trap is invisible and intangible, and no one dares to mess around.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think?" Zhang Yangjin asked Zhang Yibu. Although his vision returned to normal, the tomb passage was weird, and he didn't dare to act rashly. But Zhang Yibu didn't get a response. Looking at it again, a chill came to his heart.

Zhang Yibu fell down slowly, with blood flowing 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 scar was clearly a sword wound. It was completely different from the trap in the tomb passage. It was man-made. suddenly thought of something,

Twist suddenly

He looked in Wang Er's direction.

Only Wang Er could use a sword and have the ability to kill Zhang Yibu. However, looking at it, the scalp is almost numb.

"Wang Er!" Li Qingchuan shouted.

Wang Er's body fell limply to the ground, and there was a narrow and thin opening in his heart, blood gushed out, and he was no longer alive.

"Who? Who did it?" Li Qingchuan returned this sentence to Zhang Yangjin, and his eyes were like knives, and he glanced at the people around him.

"There's one here too!"

"There are also here!"

"Old monster Zhu is dead too!"

...

The people next to the deceased were startled and frightened, and looked around vigilantly. These people died without a sound, and they couldn't tell whether it was a trap or the people around them did it.

"Didn't they go through what happened just now?" Liu Wei'an looked at the expressions of everyone 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 blank.

"I followed you right behind, and nothing happened."

A fear welled up in Liu Weian's heart. The same scene was experienced by everyone, why some people knew about it and some didn't. If hallucinations, how to explain these dead? If it is true, why are those who experienced it unconscious?

The scene was so real that he couldn't believe it was fake. Suddenly remembered something, looked to the back, the direction of the ancient survivors. Just in time, I saw a red line overflowing from General Zhao's eyebrows, nose, mouth, and chin stretching all the way to the stomach. With a bang, the body fell in two halves, neatly, with internal organs scattered all over the floor, steaming hot.

The people of the ancient survivors were stunned by this scene, and it took a long time to react, with fear appearing on their faces.

"General Zhao!"

"It's not true!"

"Why did this happen, how did he die, General Zhao is invincible, how did he die?"

...

Liu Wei'an's hands and feet felt cold, he couldn't understand the scene in front of him, was it a real scene, or was it a second fantasy? What about the little crow? Is it real or just part of a fantasy?

He is lost.

"Dead!" Master Wei squatted down, carefully

After careful inspection, I finally came to this absolute. When he said these two words, his voice was trembling.

"Why did this happen?" This sentence was like a judge's verdict. All the soldiers felt like they were struck by lightning, feeling hopeless with broken beliefs. General Zhao is invincible. Over the years, no matter how formidable an enemy he encountered, General Zhao would kill him with one move, never using a second move. In the eyes of all soldiers, General Zhao is invincible and a god-like existence. Such a god will not die.

"Mummy, it's a mummy!" The black-clothed nobleman's face was extremely ugly. The survivors of ancient times, from the word survivors, we can know that there are not many people left, one dies and one less, let alone the invincible General Zhao. The death of General Zhao is a huge loss to the entire ancient survivors.

Hearing the mummy, Liu Weian was shocked. That's right, in the illusion, there are three people left at the end, he, Ji Wushen, and the noble man in black. Could it be that because the three of them are not dead or unconscious, they can remember the things in the illusion. When Ji Wushen heard the word 'mummy', his expression changed, and when his eyes fell on General Zhao's corpse, he seemed relieved.

Indeed, with the fighting power shown by General Zhao in the illusion, no one could not feel the pressure.

"Why did this happen?" Master Wei still didn't believe all of this, and fixed his eyes on the two corpses: "Our family is immortal, General Zhao is only a hair away from immortality, there is no power to kill him."

The Immortal Clan, also known as the Abandoned Clan, is immortal. There is no power that can kill this family, but the scene in front of him broke Master Wei's cognition.

The death of other warriors is easy to understand, the strength is too weak, and there is only a trace of immortality, but General Zhao is different, he is a genius of the ancient survivors, and the person who has the most hope of entering the realm of immortality. In fact, it is also the case. It took him the shortest time to touch the edge of immortality. There is no need for chance and coincidence. It only needs the accumulation of time to enter immortality. How could such a person die? How could it be possible to 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, then how would Yan'er explain it, remembering that she was also in a coma back then.

After a cup of tea, it was confirmed that General Zhao showed no signs of resurrection. The ancient survivors finally believed the fact of General Zhao's death. The black-clothed nobleman said with a dark face, "Enter the cemetery!"