Strongest Martial God

"Don't leave to come in and do it? Send it to death. I haven't lived enough yet. I can go quickly, don't hang me!" Ye Zhong's face is very dark, not that he doesn't want to come in, but that he is too clear to him. At this moment, the strength to live in this place is now entirely luck. If you encounter a few feathers, you may have to hang directly.

"It’s not so easy to leave. I said that this place is dead for a lifetime. I’m just inferring it. I don’t know exactly what it is. But if I want to leave, we have to go deeper and take a step. If you are lucky, you should be able to leave." The small wheel is very serious. "Of course, everything is possible."

However, Ye’s face was white, and at this moment he was completely sure, and what he said was a life of a dead man. It simply does not want to enter this bronze fairy door, first come in this flicker and say other things.

"You guy..." Ye Zhong grabbed the small wheel and gnashed his teeth.

"Don't make trouble, you see there!" The small wheel suddenly exclaimed, and a white light shone in the body of Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong looked at the direction of its pointing, and the moment was a glimpse. Because there is a very large crystal of water there, it should be crystallized from the aura, and it looks a bit dazzling. In the huge aura of crystallization, a middle-aged man with a purple skin is sleeping, he seems to have passed away, but the expression on his face is vivid and people can't help worship.

At the same time, a kind of sacred sacredness spread out from this person, which is terrible, and the leaves are almost subconsciously retreating a few steps.

"There is absolutely the strength of the Holy King before this life, but I don't know who was sealed in this place." Ye Zhong whispered.

"It's hard to say, but as long as it's a dead person, let's go." The small wheel said after a moment of silence.

Ye thought about it, then nodded and went deeper. After a while, he saw a huge crystal. There was a girl in it. She looked vivid and weak, but the same. The horror of a sea-like temperament spreads from her.

"It is also the prestige of the Holy Way. It was a holy king before his death."

Ye Zhong is very speechless, I don’t know what to say at all, and I have no choice but to go on this way. I can only continue to walk around.

The next way, Ye Zhong saw ten more bodies that were sealed in the crystals. It seems that they have all died for many years, but it is obvious that their weakest lives have the power of saints.

In addition, occasionally, some cracked crystal blocks can be seen on the ground. This scene shows that the leaves are very dark and there is a bad conjecture.

"Ye Xiaozi, you said that the feathers outside the body will not be originally the body inside the crystal block. After breaking the crystal fast, they will naturally become a feathered body?" The small wheel suddenly opened the way. .

"Don't crow mouth!" Ye Zhongyi's stunned the little round, this possibility he might not have thought of, just to talk about this in this place, even if it is the courage of Ye heavy, Ye Zhong feels a little hairy.

"In the East Emperor's Bell, after the bronze fairy door, there are so many bodies, don't tell me, these people are looking for fairy secrets, enter this door and then die here." The small round continues to linger.

Ye took a glance at it and whispered after a while: "Most of the time, it is able to break through the previous levels. Finally, people who walked into this bronze fairy door have a few common customs, but they are all sealed in the end. After the crystal shell, it turned into a feathered body... The small wheel, if I was pitted, then I will not let you go into the feathering body!"

"You got it, you look at the feathers of the people, the weakest are the saints, you are not even the royals, it is estimated that you want to become a feathered corpse here will not accept it. The little wheel snorted.

Ye was staring at it, and wanted to slap the small wheel here, but in the end he still resisted the impulse.

"Well, don't look at me. It seems that I think the wheel is right. The more people here are inferior, the safer they are. The strength that comes in with your strength should be free to enter and leave, and it will not cause any changes." The small round continued.

"What do you mean?" Ye Zhongdao.

"It's not enough to understand. Let's just say, you think, a dragon won't allow things like tiger lions to enter its caves, and you will shoot when you see it. But if a mouse or ant sneak in, people blink. I will not look at you. For the existence of this place at this moment, we are ants, people are estimated to notice that we will not shoot, not to mention, at this moment there is nothing to notice us." Small round.

After the eye was heavy and frowned, after a long silence, he suddenly reached out and took a small round and said: "Small round, do you know where this place is? If I didn't guess wrong, this place would not be so called. Xianlu?"

"Hey, the blind man can teach, but you also saw this." The little wheel snorted. "Since you see it, then I might as well tell you... According to my guess, the East Emperor Bell It is very likely to be related to Xian, but the things behind this bronze fairy are absolutely irrelevant to the fairy. Is it really easy to guess where it is?"

Ye Zhong looked at the vermilion glance at the moment and frowned. "You must never tell me that this place is probably a burial place."

The little round sighed: "Since you have guessed this possibility yourself, what else is there to say?"

The leaves are frowning, and I can’t believe it because the size of this place is too high. It appears on the road of the legendary immortal, and there are so many corpses guarded by the feathers. Level. It is hard to imagine what level of existence is eligible to be buried here.

"If I guess it is correct, the burial here should not be the legendary sacred, but the burial is probably the legendary Emperor!" The small round continued to speak, but the words made the leaves almost jumped up. .

You must know that the legendary five-party Heavenly Emperor has not manifested the world for countless years. But in the eyes of mortals and warriors, the five gods have been sealed as immortal gods. There is no evidence to point out that they are dead, and at most they can only say that they have disappeared.

The younger round actually said that this place is a burial place of the Emperor, although in terms of scale, there are such possibilities. But if it is true, as long as it is transmitted, it will definitely shake the four wastes.

"If this is a burial place of the Emperor of Heaven, then which is the Emperor?" Ye Zhong slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and he calmed down and whispered.

"It's hard to say that no one can guess this. Unless you can see something like imprints, no one can say... but this place is so close to the Shenxu, and the Shenxu is associated with the Qing Emperor. Big, shouldn't the Qing Emperor be buried here?" The small wheel seriously thought.

Ye shook his head. At this moment, he could not give a definite answer. Even if the Qing emperor left a magical thought on the day, he was killed by his own backhand, but who can be sure that the Qing emperor has fallen?

"Forget it, don't guess so much. Anyway, we have already reached this step. Let's figure it out and seize the opportunity. If the people outside solve the problem after they have solved the corpse, we will be in trouble." The round reminded me and urged Ye to hurry.

Ye Zhong did not say much this time, but speeded up, and the small wheel continued to approach the place where the vermilion was located. After a quick walk, about a moment, the huge vermilion 棺椁 finally came to the attention of Ye Zhong.

This huge vermilion does not know what kind of material it is made of, like an ancient monument, like a broken cliff, standing directly in the middle of the passage, intercepting the front and back of the passage. There are chaotic lights on both sides, and those places are not visible.

At the same time, an unspeakable horror of horror spreads out, even if Ye Zhong has an immortal golden body at this moment, he is completely unable to bear it, and feels that his body will crack at any time.

"嗡-"

Nine days to the treasure nine days, suddenly, at this time, once again self-recovery, quickly suspended above the head of Ye Zhong. This scene makes the leaves have a heavy eye, because this thing is absolutely impossible to mobilize on weekdays, and it will be activated autonomously only in the face of a great crisis.

Moreover, at this moment, the breath of the nine days is like a blend of the huge vermilion, and the two breaths are not violent, but more harmonious. If this is not the case, the leaf weight is dead at the moment.

"What are the two coffins doing? Wouldn't they be chatting?" The small star stared at the scene and shook a little.

The leaf weight is also numb in the scalp. In the legend, there are hidden gods in the nine days, which are not belonging to the world. And the reddish enamel in front of it is also obviously extraordinary, and the things buried inside are surely also peerless and immortal.

At the moment, the two echo each other. A breath between life and death blends together, as if two ancient emperors were silently communicating.

But very quickly, this strange atmosphere disappeared, and the two began to become out of place. The nine-day scorpion was so guardian that the leaves were heavy and swaying slightly, without much change.

"咔嚓-"

Suddenly, the huge vermilion 棺椁 trembled slightly, and a small mouth broke out, and the chaos was ups and downs.