Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

Listening to the neat and dull footsteps above his head, Ye Futian lowered his head and looked at the water. It was crystal clear and seemed to be very pure.

I soaked some well water, put it under my nose and smelled it. The water was pure and not as poisonous as I imagined.

"Interesting, it's not a water source..." The mirror-like water surface suddenly stirred up an invisible ripple, which was keenly captured by Ye Futian. Black zhenqi covered the whole body, and a fist shadow hit the corpse of the tomb guard.

Hua Yunfei, who was hiding by the well, felt the fluctuations of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique coming from the well, and guessed that something was wrong.

Cover up some overflowing fluctuations to prevent the surrounding tomb guards from noticing anything strange. Hua Yunfei did not dare to go down to the well to see. Ye Futian's perception is too sharp, and it is already at its limit here. If he enters the well, he will definitely notice it.

However, Hua Yunfei had his own way. A blue light flashed in his eyes, and the whole picture was in his sight.

The black fist shadow struck was not powerful, but it had the power to penetrate gold and break stones. When it was about to hit the corpse, Ye Futian took the initiative to withdraw it. This does not seem to be a fake corpse, but a dying tomb keeper!

Looking at the two golden threads on the black hood, Ye Futian concluded that this was no ordinary mausoleum guard. He must have known about the drastic changes in the imperial mausoleum.

The body under the black robe has lost weight, but because of his advanced cultivation, he still has a breath left.

Holding his palm, he slowly poured a stream of true energy into his body, nourishing his dry sea of ​​bitterness.

The true energy of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique is extremely pure, like a shot of cardiotonic, which is forcibly awakened by Xia Youjin's withered body.

The man in black robe moved and suddenly grabbed Hua Yunfei's wrist with his backhand. His already cloudy eyes were sunk deeply, staring in the direction of Ye Futian: "You are not a tomb keeper, an outsider.

Who are you?"

"I am an investigation sergeant from the Imperial Dynasty. I got separated from my team and was forced into a well. That's when I met my senior."

Realizing that the tomb guard was blind, Ye Futian cleverly told a lie, and the tomb guard relaxed: "Finally, has the news been passed on? Has the imperial court noticed it?"

"Senior, what happened here, and why are the other tomb guards so weird?"

The old guard of the tomb seemed to have remembered something, and he buried his head in the water in horror, and a voice came from the water: "Can't you notice? This pervasive death aura, the life in the imperial tomb has been wiped out.

Even the air is dead!"

Ye Futian suddenly realized that no wonder he felt so weird. It turned out to be a feeling of annihilation of life.

But why didn't he feel it and wasn't affected at all? Ye Futian didn't know that the energy of annihilation surrounding him and the aura protecting his body couldn't affect him.

Hua Yunfei was reminded by the system as soon as she came into contact with him, and spent a small amount of villain points to purify him!

Through the narration of the tomb keeper, the events in the imperial mausoleum were narrated...

This change started happening early. According to this saint-level elder's guess, the transformation began even a few years ago. But because the change was so slow, no one noticed it.

Gradually, the weak became weaker and weaker, and the mortality rate of young children increased greatly. Only then did the tomb guardians realize that something was wrong.

But no matter how they searched, there was nothing abnormal. There was no change in the imperial mausoleum. Everything was as usual, so the elders forgot about it.

In recent months, the situation has become increasingly serious, but the people guarding the tomb are at their wits' end.

Until the complete outbreak a few days ago, the monks under the Immortal Platform died one after another and fell to the roadside. The elders were shocked when they discovered that the temperament of the other monks had also changed drastically, and they were extremely cold and indifferent. He went about his own practice and inspection, turning a blind eye to the dead.

The patriarch and the great elder went to the Netherworld Great Sage to discuss countermeasures, but they never returned and disappeared deep into the imperial mausoleum.

"Great Sage Netherworld, who is this?" As soon as Ye Futian said this, he regretted a little. Since he lied about being a soldier of the imperial dynasty, how could he not know who was in the imperial mausoleum.

………Please give me flowers…

Fortunately, Ye Futian's cultivation level was not high, so he did not make the tomb guards suspicious.

"You are only in the Dragon Transformation Realm, so you must not know many secrets. Apart from the tomb-keepers who have been breeding here for generations, the imperial dynasty will secretly send a great saint to guard the corpses of the kings deep in the imperial tomb. But this kind of thing cannot be seen from the sky. In today's underground life, the Great Sage sent generally does not stay for a long time. But the Great Sage of Netherworld has been stationed here for decades, and we are already familiar with it.

The people who guard the tomb don't like to have contact with the outside world, so asking for help from the Netherworld Sage has become their only choice.

But on the second day after the patriarch and others left, the life in the air was completely wiped out and the air of death filled the air. Only then did a group of saints and elders find the root cause. Only by bringing up the true energy can one stop the dead energy from entering the body.

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But the spiritual power in the air is completely lost, and there is no way in or out. After all, it is not a long-term solution.

Several powerful elders with strong Qi put forward suggestions and went to the ground to inform the dynasty. This time, there was no news.

The guardian of the tomb resisted until his true energy was exhausted. When fetching water, he fell into a trance and fell to Ye Chen.

He was soaked in water and actually resisted the corrosion of death energy. But the true energy cannot be restored, so he can only wait in the well. His eyes were also blinded due to long-term immersion.

Rescue did not come for a long time, and gradually, the blind guardian of the mausoleum fainted and died.

If Ye Futian came a moment later, his soul would have already returned to the underworld. How could he still be here to answer questions?

"It seems that if you want to know the truth, you have to go deep in the imperial mausoleum!" Ye Futian thought to himself, but Hua Yunfei was thinking: This great opportunity is indeed deep in the imperial mausoleum.

Ye Futian also wanted to instill some vitality into the tomb guardian, but was rejected by the latter.

"After all, I still breathed in a lot of death energy. I am not going to die soon. Let's go, don't waste the precious energy. Find the team of the dynasty and find out the source of all this!" Ye Futian nodded silently and left Shuijing'er. .