Chapter 39: Into the Dead
The rain continued! The wind gusted, and the entire void was filled with a breath of death, which made people despair.
Because of the rain, Elder Qingyin's heart moved, and he had the vitality of heaven and earth, forming a protective circle outside everyone.
Around the summer cold, lonely graves stand one after another! The lonely graves are overgrown with weeds, a dilapidated scene, and there is no life to speak of.
A gloomy wind blew, mixed with the crows' crows!
Xia Han shuddered! looked around vigilantly, for fear that an unknown creature would suddenly pop up.
The one in front of Xia Han was Xiao Ran, and to the left of Xia Han was Wanfang! Behind him were many disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy.
Elder Qingyin is at the front of the line!
Song Wan led the elite of Yuanque in Zaoyang City, and followed the large army one step ahead!
Ten Thousand Souls Academy, Ten Thousand Tombs, Thousand Swords Pavilion, Zhongshen Mountain, Alien Beast Forest, Red Sleeve Palace, Zaoyang City... That's all the power of the Dead Place.
And this Zaoyang City is just a passing scene as the host! What really determines the outcome of this death... Or the five major forces, as well as the Red Sleeve Palace.
And Yu Qing just came to send off the disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy in the early morning, Xia Han gave Xiao Huang to Yu Qing to take care of by the way, and with a Xiao Huang who didn't know when he would wake up, it was not very convenient after all, let alone in the ancient monuments that did not know life and death.
However, there is one thing that Xia Han thinks too much, and during the conversation, Xia Han found that Yu Qing's reddish eyes were not just caused by Xia Han!
On the topic of Yu Qing's marriage to Song Qian, Yu Qing quarreled with his father! And this topic is also the reason why Yu Qing has not returned home for many years, if it weren't for Xia Han's coming here this time, Yu Qing might not have gone home.
"Ah......h
In the void above Xia Han's head, hundreds of crows flew by, setting off a gust of gloomy wind......
The sudden sound frightened Xia Han into a tremor, which was different from fighting against others.
Because no matter how powerful the enemy is, there is always a way to deal with it! But in this lonely grave all over the place, everyone has fear in their hearts.
What can make Xia Han feel frightened is never a powerful enemy, but an unknown thing! and... Death.
However, Xia Han found that Xiao Ran and Elder Qingyin walked calmly, and they were not impressed by the environment here at all!
"He is worthy of being a soul master who majors in souls!"
Wan Fang on the side also looked calm! In this regard, Xia Han could only shake his head helplessly.
In this dead and silent atmosphere, Xia Han and the others walked forward for another half an hour!
At the end of that line of sight, Xia Han finally saw the crowd of black oppression, six camps, clearly distinguished.
At the end of that crowd, it was pitch black, forming a fault in space!
"This is the Dharma Realm?"
Xia Han naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to think that the place where the fault was made was the end of the Qianyuan Continent.
Obviously, it was a powerful Dharma Realm! Isolated from the outside world, if you guessed correctly, on the other side of the fault was where the Wanfang Tomb was located!
At this time, Xia Han vaguely felt that the true strength of this Wanfang Tomb might be the strongest force outside of the Wanling Academy.
"Elder Qingyin! you're finally here,"
While thinking about it, Xia Han and the others also merged into the crowd! The frightened eyes filled with the breath of death greeted Elder Qingyin as such.
Xia Han followed everyone's gaze! In the void on the left side of the fault... There was a space that directly distorted, forming a strange black hole vortex......
"Is this the entrance to the monument?"
When Xia Han's gaze touched the swirling black hole, the hairs on his whole body stood up uncontrollably.
This kind of fear from the heart, before this, Xia Han had only appeared once! that is, on the plain, when he encountered the strange full moon.
"Whew!"
Xia Han took a deep breath of Heaven and Earth Vitality, and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.
Although there are lonely graves all over here, the vitality in that void is very strong, no worse than Wanling Peak.
Suddenly! Xia Han's eyes condensed slightly.
Because just now, the primordial mirror in his body actually trembled slightly, and let out a buzzing sound, as if he was very eager to enter the black whirlpool.
"Everyone, please be quiet. ”
A sonorous and powerful voice resounded through the void! Dozens of jackdaws were startled.
A trace of sadness flashed across Zhong Lingxiu's face! But it only existed for a moment, and then it dissipated.
Everyone fell silent!
Zhong Lingxiu walked out of the ranks of Zhong Shenshan and walked slowly! After pondering for a moment, he said:
"Next, you have two hours of pranayama! After two hours, you are about to enter this monument, no matter what grievances you have in the past, please do not kill each other in the monument, the danger in the monument is far beyond your imagination......"
Zhong Lingxiu also called this place of death a historic site! It must also be to prevent the disciples from being afraid before fighting.
Deathtrap... The last time there was a place of death was a thousand years ago! And the information about the catastrophe is recorded by all sects and sects! It is a top-secret text.
As for the danger level in the dead land, Zhong Lingxiu did not elaborate!
It's not that Zhong Lingxiu doesn't know! It's that the danger is too difficult to accept.
The last time the dead appeared, the major forces in the Luminous Prefecture, the disciples of the Yuanque Realm who entered the dead land were 1,000, and the last ones who came out alive were only... One person.
When he came out, he was already crazy! There was a look of despair on his face, and it didn't take long for the man to disappear!
Therefore, no one knows what the 1,000 disciples experienced in the land of death.
That's all there is to know about it, the last time the dead lands appeared.
So when he saw the three hundred disciples in front of him, Zhong Lingxiu couldn't bear it.
Like Zhong Lingxiu, Elder Qingyin and the others were not like this, even the incomparably fierce Seven Poisons glanced at the disciples in the field at this time, and clenched their fists.
If they could, they would all be willing to take the place of these many disciples and enter the place of death!
After all, these are all living beings! No matter what grievances they had in the past! But in the face of death, everything seems insignificant.
The major forces of a thousand years ago are by no means comparable to the five major forces now!
At that time, in the Luminous State, in the void, you could see the rich vitality of heaven and earth everywhere! It is only the headquarters where the five major forces are located, and it has a strong heaven and earth vitality.
Even so, the thousand-yuan Que Realm disciples of a thousand years ago, in that place of death, not a single one of them survived! Not to mention the current three hundred disciples?
Therefore, Elder Qingyin, Zhong Lingxiu, Shocking Soul and the others all knew very well that these three hundred disciples might just be sacrifices.
Because as long as the death is present, the major forces must send the elite of the Yuanque in the door... To death!
Not just the dead, but even that... The land of the living, the land of the dead, the land of the dead...... That's all true!
The cultivators from the Yuan Que Realm to the Que Sea Realm, and even the higher realms, none of them were spared!
However, judging from the records of a thousand years ago, the most casualties were the cultivators from the Yuanque Realm to the Que Sea Realm.
No one knows why! Why do these dangerous places have to be entered? Why do cultivators from the Yuan Que Realm to the Que Sea Realm have the most serious deaths and lives?
At least, the Qingyin elders and others present didn't know!
I only know that these are all warnings recorded in ancient texts..."You must enter! ”
It's just early in the morning! The weather in the void is gloomy.
"Boom ......"
"Tick, tick!"
The drizzling rain, accompanied by bursts of thunder, dripped to the ground along the heaven and earth vitality around everyone......
"I, the Thousand Swords Pavilion, swear here! If there are people who kill each other in that ancient monument, it will be regarded as provoking my Thousand Swords Pavilion, and my Thousand Swords Pavilion will kill them all over the place. ”
A sharp sword light swept through the void, breaking the silent atmosphere!
I saw several sword lights flashing in Jian Feng's eyes! One hand pointed to the sky, and the other hand was behind him.
Obviously, the current three hundred disciples, both in quantity and quality, are far inferior to the thousand disciples thousands of years ago!
Under such circumstances, if all the disciples still kill each other, then none of these 300 disciples will be left.
Therefore, Jian Feng just wanted to use it, the prestige of the Thousand Swords Pavilion!
"Perhaps, together, these children will have a glimmer of life!" Elder Qingyin naturally understood Jian Feng's intentions, and he also comforted himself in his heart.
At this time, Xia Han was at a loss!
"This monument must be extremely dangerous, but what is the matter with this atmosphere of life and death?"
"Disciples, breathe the state!"
However, without waiting for Xia Han to think too much, with the order of the Qingyin elders, the three hundred yuan elites all sat on the ground, not caring about the wet weeds at all.
Sensing this scene, Xia Han also closed his eyes tightly! Far away from the beginning of his vitality, repairing the injured internal organs......
Two hours later!
A ray of sunlight broke through the dark clouds and enveloped the people around the black hole whirlpool......
Everyone stood up in front of the sun, and then said in unison to the elders in front of them:
"We will not dishonor the teacher's ......"
"I'll wait, I'll definitely bring back more broken spirit ......"
Xia Han also moved his body, and like all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy, he arched his hand and said, "Please rest assured, elders, we will return safely......
The sound of the wind was mixed with shouts......!
The disciples of the three hundred yuan que, except for Xia Han and Wan Fang, are all proud!
After all, they are all the elites of each sect!
But they didn't know what terrible events awaited them in that place of death......
"So! into the monument ......"
The frightened words sounded! The three hundred yuan disciple rushed into the whirlpool of the black hole......
Xia Han and Wanfang are the last in the crowd!
"Come back alive!" Elder Qingyin's old voice sounded in Xia Han and Wan Fang's ears!
Listening to Elder Qingyin's voice, it was not as majestic as usual, and the figures of Xia Han and Wan Fang were obviously stagnant for a moment!
A moment later!
The two nodded heavily.
Then he followed the crowd without looking back, stepping into the black hole whirlpool......
"Although I know that you are not simple!, but if you want the life of the master, then you have to have the ability. ”
At the last second of entering the black hole vortex, two figures appeared in Xia Han's mind... Own grandfather, Xiaohuang!
"Xiao Sheng really wants to see if you are really as legendary... Invincible. ”
Before entering the black hole whirlpool, Wan Fang's breath flashed around his body!
Is that... Five-Rank Soul Master.