I'm not a theatre god

Did Bai Qiling react?

A flash of doubt flashed in Chen Ling's heart. He held Bai Qiling in his hand and continued to move forward.

The appearance of Bai Qiling is extremely strange, as if someone passed it to him from the depths of ancient Tibet through the Bingshen Dao... Now that Chen Ling has entered the depths of ancient Tibet, Bai Qiling reacts again, perhaps as a guide. What is he?

As Chen Ling gradually went deeper into the ancient Tibet, the giant sword that pierced the heaven and earth was slowly approaching him. An inexplicable chill lingered around him, as if it could freeze to the bone.

This kind of chill is not cold in the physical sense, but an indescribable feeling, like walking on a mass grave in the middle of the night and feeling like someone is staring at you.

Chen Ling suddenly thought that in a sense, she was walking in a tomb...

A war tomb that has existed since the birth of mankind.

Chen Ling's eyes swept around, and there were large ravines located all over the land... No, they were no longer ravines, but "pits". The pits contained hundreds of figures, as motionless as sculptures. Like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses that Chen Ling visited.

In the trial area, the largest ravine Chen Ling saw could only accommodate fifty people, but at a casual glance here, it was obvious that people started with hundreds of people, and as they went deeper, pits of thousands of people could be seen everywhere.

"It's getting colder and colder." Chen Ling frowned.

Just when the cold air around him was becoming unbearable, the Bai Qi Ling in his hand became hotter and hotter, like a miniature sun in his hand. The heat wave drove away all the cold air half a meter away.

But Chen Ling held the token in her hand, but she didn't feel burned. Instead, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Where does it want to guide itself?

Chen Ling's pace quickened unconsciously. As he gradually approached the black giant sword, he seemed to be able to vaguely see something flashing around him... A feeling of being watched came to his heart.

But every time Chen Ling turned around to look, he couldn't see their shadow, as if it was just his hallucination.

There is something deep in the ancient treasure!

Chen Ling frowned and got closer and closer. Just when he couldn't help but want to go back the way he came, a huge pit appeared in front of him.

It was a circular pit with a diameter of several kilometers. Under the dim sky, the end could not be seen at a glance. Chen Ling stood on the edge of the pit, as small as an ant.

Shock appeared in Chen Ling's eyes.

How many people can such a big pit hold? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? ?

This is the largest pit that Chen Ling has seen since he entered the Ancient Bing Dao Zang. All the pits that spawned soldiers in front of him combined are not as big as this one... But the strange thing is that this huge pit is empty. of.

There is no murderous projection that is refreshed regularly. There is no murderous projection. In the center of the empty pit, there is only a deserted tomb standing alone.

A biting chill came from the pit. Even with the token in hand, Chen Ling couldn't help but shudder... He couldn't see anything in the pit with his naked eyes, but he seemed to be able to hear that there had been Countless murderous souls were wailing over the giant pit.

Chen Ling suddenly remembered that he seemed to have read in a history book that Qin general Bai Qi had killed 400,000 Zhao troops after the battle of Changping. It is precisely because of this that Bai Qi's name as the "God of Killing" has been passed down through the ages.

Chen Ling's eyes fell on the only barren tomb in the center of the huge pit, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

This huge pit did not produce murderous projections like other pits... Instead, it was a barren tomb. Does this mean that this barren tomb is enough to withstand hundreds of thousands of murderous projections?

"Could it be that..."

Chen Ling glanced at the hot token in her hand. After hesitating for a moment, she entered the pit and walked straight to the barren tomb.

As Chen Ling got closer, he slowly saw the whole view of the barren tomb. It was not so much a tomb as a tomb half as tall as a man... There was nothing in front of the tomb, which was similar to the mass grave where Chen Ling was buried before.

Why was the majestic killing god Bai Qi buried in a place like this?

Chen Ling's heart was full of doubts. He stopped in front of the deserted tomb. The heat of the token in his hand slowly receded, as if guiding Chen Ling here was the purpose of its existence.

At the same time, a deep chill emerged around him. On the ground in front of the barren tomb, a line of blood words seemed to seep out from the bottom of the soil and slowly emerged.

- Bow three times and kowtow nine times to teach you your magical power;

The moment she saw this line of writing, Chen Ling couldn't help but frown.

Before he could react, an even colder breath exploded from the void behind him, and countless scarlet eyes suddenly opened, looking across the theater boundary, like an invisible world-destroying beast roaring and roaring!

The strong wind rolled up from Chen Ling's body and slammed into the barren tomb opposite.

Almost at the same time, a black murderous aura that was so condensed that it was almost substantive surged out from the earthen grave, as if the Lord of the Tomb was standing in front of endless years, looking at this place with a murderous gaze!

boom--! !

Two extremely terrifying auras collided in the giant pit, like circular waves bursting out in all directions. The aftermath lifted up the surrounding sand and gravel soil, revealing the dark blood and numerous white bones underneath.

On the land in front of the barren tomb, there is a large character made of oozing blood, which is extremely ferocious.

--disaster

Chen Ling stood on the edge of the collision between two auras. His red opera robe was blown away. He covered his eyes with his hands. Black murderous aura rolled around him, and the terrifying pressure almost made him suffocate.

Did the audience have sex with Bai Qi?

This thought flashed through Chen Ling's mind, and he suddenly felt happy.

If Bai Qi can compete with the audience, is it possible for him to completely destroy the audience? If the audience dies here, he will completely return to freedom!

It was difficult to get rid of this thought. Unfortunately, things did not go as smoothly as Chen Ling thought. Through her fingers, Chen Ling could see that the deserted tomb was shaking and seemed to be broken soon.

The scarlet eyes behind Chen Ling gradually faded into nothingness, and the "world-destroying" level of oppression subsided. At the same time, the murderous aura pouring out of the grave also returned to the bottom of the pit.

The huge pit fell into deathly silence again.

The fight between the two sides came and went suddenly. If the surrounding ground had not been scraped off a layer of skin, revealing the scarlet blood underneath, Chen Ling might have thought that everything just now was just an illusion.

Chen Ling's eyes fell on the deserted tomb again. There were indeed many cracks on the surface of the earthen tomb... It seemed that Bai Qi did not have an advantage in the previous confrontation.

Just when Chen Ling felt regretful, another line of blood seeped out from the ground

——Help me come back to life and fulfill your wish.