The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

"Sure enough..."

Jingyang said in a low voice: "Master, you have also entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Master Du Cang let out a hysterical scream that didn't seem to belong to him.

I saw his withered and old face decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a mummy that had been weathered for thousands of years, and the strange black corpse spots spread all over his body like live insects.

boom!

Countless pale mist exploded from his body, engulfing the fragments of sword intent all over the sky.

The entire night sky was enveloped by this ominous atmosphere.

Luo Qingyou was the closest, and first spewed out a mouthful of blood under the counterattack of the sword intent, her delicate body that stepped on the flying sword was shaking, and then saw the pale mist blowing towards her face, making her whole body feel cold.

Fortunately, a pitch-black flying sword approached in an instant, tore through the white mist like a startled dragon, and then turned around in an instant, transforming into countless bright sword lights.

The sword light formed into an array, condensing into an indestructible barrier.

Jingyang shot at a critical moment.

"Nephew Luo, can you hold on?"

He stepped on the flying sword again, and he has returned to his youth at this moment. There is no frivolity on his handsome face, only dignified: "If you can't do it, back up, don't touch the old thing that came out of it. white gas, you will die miserably."

"What it is?"

For the rest of her life after the catastrophe, Luo Qingyou caressed her chest panting, her tone guarded.

"Don't worry about it, don't fly in the sky, even I don't have any confidence to solve the master without encountering those white mist, let's go back to the sky... er, back to the side of the emperor of the Huangzong, where It's absolutely safe." Jingyang said lightly.

The Holy Son of the Huangzong...

Luo Qingyou looked down, her eyes under the clouds seemed very complicated.

At the same time, she was still a little puzzled.

Why does it feel like the uncle is very familiar with the Holy Son of the Huangzong?

Although the age difference between the two is not very big, it is true that two generations are right.

Taking advantage of the pale mist spreading in the air, the two sword cultivators stepped down the sky with their flying swords at the same time, and landed on the long street that had almost collapsed into ruins.

"Are you okay?"

Ji Yan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and asked casually, "Your master is quite strong."

We are both members of Deathstroke, so we still have this basic concern.

"It's okay to be okay, but that old thing is really hard to deal with."

Jingyang shrugged: "It's a little troublesome now."

"trouble?"

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows, the pale mist really gave him a very strange feeling.

Then, he looked at the woman coming from behind with a sword, his face darkened.

As soon as Luo Qingyou landed, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained the snow-white skirt red, and then noticed the young man's gaze, and subconsciously trembled,

Ji Yan was upset when he saw her: "Pay me the sword embryo!"

"Huh? What?"

Luo Qingyou was taken aback, then thought of something, and said seriously: "Thank you Son for today's matter. If you can survive today, Qingyou will definitely repay your kindness."

Ji Yan pouted disapprovingly.

Verbal thanks are nothing.

If you have the ability, let me see your face.

"It's this woman again... what does she want?" Ji Zhenling frowned, hearing that this woman was naturally charming, she didn't seem very serious.

At this moment, there was a mournful roar in the night sky, and countless white mist rolled and surged.

Terrifying.

"What it is?"

Ji Maling looked up at the sky, the white mist made her feel very uncomfortable.

"That's the immortal energy, the immortal energy from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. I really didn't expect that Master Du Cang was accidentally injured back then. It turned out that he entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and was eroded by the immortal energy."

Elder Wang Shu's face was extremely solemn, he looked at the sky and paused every word: "The corpse spots on his body should be longevity spots. No wonder, the ninth-level Daoist Ducang back then, no one in the entire sanctuary could hurt him so much To this extent, it turns out that he is about to become a corpse detoxification fairy!"

"What is the dead corpse?"

Ji Maaya asked again.

Ji Yan thought to himself that she was really my sister tool, and asked all the questions he wanted to ask.

Elder Wang Shu sighed, as if he didn't know what to say.

"That's something from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. The saint can be understood as a strange inheritance, just like the inheritance of the seven sects of the sanctuary, which was created by the first emperor thousands of years ago. According to legend, thousands of years ago, after the death of the first emperor, the order People put him in an ancient bronze coffin and sealed it in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Jingyang also looked at the sky, and said in a low voice: "99 years later, the first emperor broke out of the coffin and reached the limit of human beings, which is close to the realm of true gods."

Elder Wang Shu said: "Sect Master Jing said that what the First Emperor accomplished was the real corpse-dissolving immortal. According to legend, in the early years, there was an alchemist under the Emperor's seat, named Xu Fu, also known as Yunzhongjun. He visited countless ancient sites , From the clues left in the ancient ruins, he pieced together the method of dissolving immortals. Well, he also went to Yingzhou Island in ancient times."

Ji Yan frowned when he heard this, which was somewhat different from the information he got.

First of all, the Holy Maiden of the Man Ghost Sect said that there was an ancient immortal sleeping in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

The reason why the Mausoleum of the First Emperor can be called the Mausoleum of the First Emperor must be the mausoleum built by the First Emperor.

Since it was built by the first emperor, the owner of the tomb must not be those ancient immortals.

This is a bit of a conflict.

Of course, there must be discrepancies between the history of this world and the previous earth.

After all, it is the modified butter.

"For example, in the country of Fusang Island, in the history of this world, it should be the last surviving ancient immortal, that is, the master of Tianyu, who brought the inheritance to that wild land, thus creating the inheritance of Shintoism, and finally established up the country."

He analyzed: "As for the gods behind, some may be false gods, or they may be ninth-level heavenly saints, who have been deified by later generations."

Ji Maling was thoughtful: "I once heard in the class of Principal Pompey that on the seventh day after the death and resurrection of the first emperor, he ascended into the sky and disappeared. After he left, the descendants According to the edict he left behind, people established the sanctuary."

Jingyang hummed: "That Pompeii guy is still very authoritative, but he will definitely not talk about some secrets of the sanctuary in class. For example, about the emperor of the Shangsanzong."

He said with emotion: "I only found out after I became the suzerain that in the imperial edict of the first emperor, he ordered his descendants to guard the Mausoleum of the first emperor and not allow anyone to enter. But every hundreds of years, there are three sects." People enter the mausoleum and sleep for 100 years."

Ji Yan's heart moved when he heard this, and he already had a guess in his heart.

"After a hundred years, a new emperor will be born."

Jingyang said: "Of course, the original Yuzun was also selected from the top three sects. When the strength reaches the peak, the Heavenly Sage will be selected into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to take over the position of Yuzun."

really!

Ji Yan thought to himself that the inheritance and rules of the Cathay Empire always gave people an inexplicable feeling.

Well, it's just weird.

"Then, what about the former Royal Masters?"

Luo Qingyou couldn't help asking: "False gods... aren't all immortal?"

Yes, the lifespan of false gods is eternal.

Unless killed by the true god, it is almost impossible for words to die out completely.

"do not know."

Jingyang spread out his hands: "I'm just the next person selected to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Maybe I will be able to solve this mystery after a few hundred years when I become the Emperor?"

Ji Yan took a deep look at this guy, but he didn't expect this guy to be a candidate for Yuzun.

"Holy Son, Junior Sister Bai was also chosen to be the next Emperor."

Elder Wang Shu said in a low voice.

"So……"

Ji Yan glanced at him: "Ming Ying?"

Elder Wang Shu nodded.

Mingying is the one chosen, the next generation's emperor.

"I think, the master was also trying to get involved in the fairy spirit in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in order to become a candidate for the Emperor, right? A few decades ago, there was a change in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and some insects appeared near Xianyang. The entrance of the cave. Elder Wang Shu should still remember this." Jingyang said casually.

Elder Wang Shu looked solemn: "Yes, I really didn't expect that..."

He wanted to use the immortal energy in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to become the pinnacle celestial sage.

Unexpectedly, it ended up like this in the end.

Ji Yan thought to himself that this Corpse Jiexian didn't seem to be a good thing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a violent shock coming from the ground!

boom!

The ground suddenly collapsed, and a strong shock suddenly struck! "Bosses, can you stop talking!"

Qiu He looked terrified and shouted, "There's an earthquake!"

Xueyue stretched out her hand to press the ground, feeling the flow of groundwater with her own ability, said in a deep voice: "No, this doesn't seem to be an earthquake, it's so strange..."

But at this moment, the ancient street was shaking violently. Those old houses that were already on the verge of falling collapsed.

With a bang, the beam fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Tina was about to rush out of the house, but was almost hit on the head.

"Wait, I seem to feel that there is something underground."

Christine covered her ears, as if she heard something, a pair of green eyes showed confusion and bewilderment, and a dazzling holy light flashed faintly: "Did you hear that? That thing seemed to be roaring... as if They are going to eat us!"

If it was a natural disaster like an earthquake, it would not be able to do anything to the Transcendents present here.

But the problem is, I'm afraid this earthquake has another source!

Roar!

Somewhere, there seemed to be some kind of hysterical roar echoing.

As a kind of evil god, Ji Yan was actually the first to feel the abnormality from the underground. He could even feel a dark and violent force that had spread from the ground to the entire city.

It was an extremely astonishing energy, collapsing and expanding deep underground, extremely terrifying!

"As expected of the pope's daughter, it seems Ye Hao is right, this perception is really sharp. If I guess correctly, it should be the ghost of Prince Yan and the others."

Jingyang squinted his eyes, and seemed to feel the growing power, and said in a low voice, "If I remember correctly, there should be a mutilated false god sleeping under the ghost town of Fengdu."

Ji Yan was taken aback: "A false god?"

His eyes suddenly burst into light!

But at the next moment, the ground under their feet completely collapsed, and a terrifying suction suddenly emerged from the depths of the ground, swallowing countless sand, gravel and mud, pulling everything around them like a black hole, turning into a huge Yes, the dark vortex!

Ji Zhenling was caught off guard and fell into the abyss.

But at the critical moment, a hand reached out like lightning and grabbed her tightly.

She turned around in astonishment, slightly taken aback.

Ji Yan embedded one hand into the wall next to her to fix her body, and at the same time firmly held her slender wrist with the other hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He pulled hard and pulled the beautiful old lady into his arms.

Ji Zhenling was stunned for a moment, her pretty face flushed slightly.

"Holy Son, be careful, connect the moving astrolabe!"

Elder Wang Shu was also pulled in by the black hole that appeared out of thin air because he was too close.

Only the loud roar blurred by the strong wind remained, and then a transparent cyan jade plate floated out.

Ji Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and at the same time, he was also locked by a terrifying suction force. His black hair was shaking wildly in front of his forehead, and he was almost pulled into it.

But he forcibly erupted with a burning sword intent, which temporarily counteracted this attraction.

Meanwhile, things were worse on the other side.