A plain.

The sky is falling, like rippling blue waves, and thousands of rays are like willow branches.

A coffin.

The wind blows, the blades of grass fly upside down, and countless grass clippings flutter and fly.

The grand light shines on this grassland.

The two people standing in the open space of the grassland are the only living beings, and at this moment, they seem out of place.

Ning Yi and Wu Daozi, the two of them looked at this scene with serious faces, and their eyes looking at each other were full of disbelief.

They never thought about it...... Such a scene will appear in front of your eyes.

The monk with a dead heart thought that after touching the singularity, he would be greeted by a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, a rolling thunderstorm, and countless killing arrays and forbidden splits and smashed his face...... But in front of you turned out to be an empty prairie?

What is this?

"It's not easy here. ”

Ning Yi's hoarse voice came.

Wu Daozi shook his spirits and used the Dragon Sutra to explore the surrounding feng shui and yin and yang, and found that ...... It was impossible to discern the direction here, and when I looked up, the grand light was falling, unpredictable.

It wasn't the sun overhead, and they didn't reach the ground.

"I can't use the Dragon Quest ......"

"The singularity can't find ...... either"

The prohibition here is unexpectedly powerful.

Ning Yi stared at the coffin in the distance, and said seriously, word by word: "Whose coffin is that coffin?"

Wu Daozi's mouth was dry and he tried to take a step forward.

The killing machine suddenly set off, and in the shocked eyes of Ning Yi and the monk, the grass clippings of the grassland suddenly exploded and undulated, and at the moment when the monk took that step, it seemed to trigger a certain earth-shattering array, and all the murderous aura poured out-

The whole grassland was like a dragon's back, and the dragon exploded its sleeping eyes, and the light above the entire dome was violently extinguished.

Close your eyes and close your eyes, yin and yang intersect, dark day.

The eternal night spreads out.

Like a thick fog, the place where the coffin was placed rolled like a tsunami into the long night.

The land trembled.

Then a horse's hooves were raised high, and a pitch-black horse galloped out of the black mist, with a blazing scarlet soul fire burning in his eyes, and on the horse's back, a withered soldier in snow-white armor, clenched his spear, raised his upper body, and threw out with all his might—

"Whoosh!"

The scarlet spear crossed the sky and went straight to Wu Daozi.

The monk's complexion changed sharply, his big sleeves were raised, and the golden magic seal shot out backwards, constantly magnifying in the air, colliding with the spear, and then breaking in pairs, setting off a strong wind.

The speed of the black fog slowed down, and it had already swept through most of the grassland.

The sad dry ghost corpse riding on the horse, slowly stepped out of the black mist, stopped the horse, stared at Ning Yi and Wu Daozi with blazing eyes, the shriveled chest slowly concave, sunken to an incredible arc, raised his head, and burst out with a sharp whistle-

Wu Daozi looked around, his face pale.

The monk muttered, "it...... ......"

One after another, the tall black figures slowly stepped out of the mist, the sound that shook the earth before was the impact of thousands of horses' hooves, and one after another the figures of the mounted Yin soldiers, slowly stepping out of the mist, stretching their bodies under the eternal night, this was their first recovery in the long years.

The eyes of the Yin cavalry stared at the trespassers who stepped into the two imperial tombs.

The black cloth wrapped in the fine snow that Ning Yi had already removed.

He silently clenched his sword.

Yin Soldier Aisle ...... These are the most taboo sights in the tomb. If you encounter it, you can only retreat, if

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There is no auspicious thing that can open up light, or a magic weapon that can subdue the Yin soldiers, once it can't be dodged and is eroded by the Yin Qi, there will be no life.

At this moment, these Yin soldiers obviously don't want to take this aisle.

It's made clear, coming at himself.

This is a tomb formation that is even more sinister and ruthless than the Yin Soldier aisle.

Ning Yi stared at the end of the black mist, the coffin lay quietly in the center of the grassland, all the grass clippings, which had been eroded by the yin qi, were almost withered, and the grass blades were hanging low, bowing their heads to that end...... The owner of the tomb lying in the coffin was once the master of the entire Great Sui world, all the people surrendered, and the creatures in the world were just like the grass clippings carved into the tomb for him, if someone dared to break into his tomb and mess with the cleanliness, then there was only one way to die.

After his death, the Yin soldiers were monstrous.

He wants the grave to die!

It was pitch black.

The Yin soldier who slowly stepped out of the mist, wearing heavy armor, rusty armor scales with mottled bloodstains, his gaze was not dull, and he seemed to have turned on his spiritual intelligence, and his spiritual intelligence was not low.

The monk's back was against Ning Yi's back.

"This person is too ruthless...... Wu Daozi's scalp was numb, and he muttered: "Go south and north, there are so many tombs, this is the most ruthless one." This tomb looks peaceful, in broad daylight, Lao Tzu just took a step...... Just fucking sent so many Yin soldiers to kill, this is directly asking me to die!"

“......”

Ning Yi was just silent, he clenched the hilt of the fine snow sword with both hands, the dantian was angry, his feet trampled on the grassland land, and the grass clippings next to his boots rose from the ground, swirling around the black robe, spinning slightly.

The emperors of the Great Sui are buried in the imperial mausoleum, I don't know which emperor is in that coffin, this killing array rushes to kill, not to mention himself and Wu Daozi, even the big people at the level of Xingjun, they can't resist.

Wu Daozi leaned on Ning Yi, his voice trembled, and he said angrily: "Lao Tzu has a Eight Realms rank Shaking Heaven Seal, just like this, the whole body is shattered, these Yin soldiers are all cultivators who accompanied him to the burial in the first place, right? Staring at Lao Tzu, I can't wait to eat us." ”

Ning Yi clutched the fine snow, stared at the black mist in the distance, and was silent. The Yin soldiers one after another, riding on horseback, slowly broke through the fog, the grassland was vast, and Ning Yi and Wu Daozi looked at each other at a short distance.

Hundreds?

Thousands?

Million?

Black clouds crush the city.

The Yin soldiers paused for a moment, and then one of them raised a tall banner, black qi was monstrous, and it was heavily inserted into the earth, and he pulled out the double swords behind his back, and then began to charge-

From every direction.

Day trembling.

For the first time, Ning Yi experienced the feeling of being in the middle of the battlefield, the sky and the earth were dim, countless spears were thrown, and the overwhelming spear tips were thrown into the sky at the moment they were thrown, slowly stagnating for a moment, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, pouring down, and the sound of eardrums bursting pressed Ning Yi almost to his knees on the ground.

Wu Daozi's hoarse scream was overwhelmed by the sound of swishing and breaking into the air, and the monk waved his robe, and countless golden lights poured out of the tattered linen robe.

Ning Yi held the pestle sword in both hands, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Daozi in shock.

The previous Eight Realms rank shook the Heavenly Seal, and the Lingshan Treasure that could be shaken hard with the Eight Realms Refiners, was shaken out by Wu Daozi like a cow's hair at this moment, and shot out with the monk's starlight aura, rising against the storm, colliding with the spear rain, blooming in the air, and the magic weapon shattering the sky and the earth In the sound of the magic weapon shattering, above the heads of the two people, countless starlight exploded, like a storm, but it did not affect Ning Yi and Wu Daozi, and the starlight raindrops fell to the ground, rebounded, and opened a prototype barrier the size of more than a zhang around the two.

Monks have so many magic weapons?

"Ning Yi!

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Where's your baby?!"

Wu Daozi's face was hideous, he fought against the Yin soldiers with his own strength, this was just the first wave of throwing spears, and the next time was difficult.

The monk turned around and shouted, "If we can't find the singularity, we all have to die here!"

Ning Yi's face was pale, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was desperately deducing.

The dragon search scripture talisman around the black robe flew to the extreme, the supreme treasure of feng shui is really ineffective in this tomb, and the master who set up this mausoleum seems to have expected this a long time ago, and hid the singularity very well!

Let all visitors ...... There is no return!

Ning Yi is burdened with the White Bone Plain, but if he can't find the singularity, he will have to die here!

He desperately wants to find a way out......

Or find a way to protect yourself......

The girl's hidden talisman is useless, and neither is the White Bone Plain......

What other means do you have?

Ning Yi closed his eyes, and all the voices gradually faded away.

......

......

A line of tide-like black horsemen, rushing to kill in all directions, the evil qi condensed in Wu Daozi's ears, the mountain cried tsunami, the monk's face was pale, like falling into the infernal hell, the skin was oozing blood, with a pale golden light, densely emerging, penetrating the hemp robe, so that the monk who stretched out his arms looked like a Buddha of Nirvana.

Angry looks.

Countless iron horses, wielding long knives, began to gallop from the grassland thousands of feet away.

In the black tide, several extremely conspicuous figures were as fast as thunder, and the previous Yin soldiers did not rush to break out, just waiting for the orders of these figures.

The leaders of the generals, even after many years of death, still maintained the same expression as they had been, and when they stepped out of the mist, the prison armor on their bodies slowly opened and closed with their breathing, and 36,000 scales, the size of a baby's fist, seemed to come to life.

These generals wore long swords, straddled the horse's back, swept out with the horse, shook the dead air on their bodies, their expressions were calm and not like dead people, but their eyes were scarlet, their lips were slightly upturned, and their faces were covered with miserable white, and their long black hair continued to scatter with the bumps on the horse's back.

Among them, there was a general with an extremely feminine temperament, who slowly turned sideways, stretched his bow and set up an arrow, just squinted slightly, and shot an arrow without hesitation-

A black line flashed between heaven and earth.

Slur over.

But it fell like a heavy hammer!

With a "whoosh", the barrier that Wu Daozi stretched out was penetrated in an instant, his pupils contracted, and the whole person was hit by a huge force, the body refiner's body was fragile like a blank piece of paper, and the layers of lotus flowers opened and bloomed on his shoulders, walking the tombs of the world, accumulating a monk who didn't know how much he had a net worth, and howled miserably, almost all the belongings were sacrificed, and the magic flags and golden bowls and talismans were all smashed out in a hurry, and under this arrow, they all exploded-

The arrow finally hung on the shoulder of the monk's hemp robe, and was blocked by the golden bowl overflowing with Buddha's light, and exploded out of thin air, this arrow did not kill, but the barrier above the two heads was shattered from the inside out.

The monk slammed in front of Ning Yi, spitting out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely embarrassed.

He was a little desperate.

Keep your head up.

The rain of spears in the sky is about to fall—

The general who was sweeping his horse in the distance, in the midst of the turbulence on the horseback, drew his bow again and mounted the arrow.

......

......

Above the steppe.

There was a boy who opened his eyes.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and in the last moments, he followed the feeling in his heart...... He unloaded his waist bag and took out a thing.

A piece of dead grass.

A dry grass that looks a little astringent.

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