The still water flows deeply, and the three thousand weak water of the Yellow Spring flows silently.

The island in the middle of the lake, the existence like a dry corpse, the yellow paper money in his hand is sprinkled, standing alone, standing on the island in the middle of the lake, the edge of the ancient vicissitudes of the mysterious altar, facing the coffin of the 10,000-year-old Wutong Emperor, with his back to everyone, as if in remembrance, awe, and mourning.

The mysterious woman, holding a folded white paper boat in her hand, walked to the emperor's coffin in the center of the altar!

The ancient clock of Huangquan, which exudes the breath of heaven, is nine zhang behind the emperor's coffin, mysteriously hanging in the air, and under the bell, the mysterious black stone box moved slightly, as if feeling something.

The donkey quickly restrained the shock in his eyes, and stared straight at the black canopy ghost boat by the lake, and a rare flash of determination flashed in the donkey's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Special drop, wealth and danger are sought, and the emperor has been preparing for a long time." ”

The donkey man stood up, quietly found a hidden corner, and the two hooves quietly touched the pitch-black collar above the neck, and quickly condensed a mark, and in the pitch-black collar, a strange palm-sized black coffin came out strangely.

The figure of the donkey, at the moment when the palm-sized black coffin emerged, seemed to evaporate from the world, disappeared without a trace, and above the void, a muttering voice came out: "Wangwang!" The emperor, this time it's going to be released! The canopy boat is back to the emperor! ”

In the sky, the four supreme terrifying figures, as well as the heavens and the earth, the endless terrifying divine arts, forbidden arts, and mysterious ancient laws, collided violently at a speed beyond the human eye could discern.

Nine days seem to be broken by these four people!

Qin Shi Huang actually blocked the supreme terrorist attack of the three parties by himself.

"Qin Shi Huang of China, Prince Meiji of Fuso who fought alone, Bishop Yeh of the Holy Land of the West, and the holy monk of Shamen of ancient India did not lose directly!" The supreme terrifying power at the peak of the Jindan period, which had completely withdrawn from the battle, was completely shocked.

"When did the island nation of Fuso unite with the Holy Land of the West, the Holy Land of Ancient India? The people of the three holy lands jointly dealt with Qin Shi Huang, who had only been cultivating for thirty years at the end of the pre-Qin period in China? Someone was shocked, finally realized something, and looked shocked.

"Is this Qin Shi Huang really so terrifying? The time for him to really cultivate is only thirty years, as far as I know, whether it is the Holy Monk of Jiaye or the Bishop of Yehe, they are all ancient times, and the two holy places have already become famous existences, and the three of them have joined forces to deal with Qin Shi Huang? ”

"The Holy Land of the West and the Holy Land of Ancient India are hundreds of millions of miles away, and between them and the Eastern Wilderness, they are separated by the Sea of Death, the Lost Ocean of the Golden Triangle, and the great changes of heaven and earth have just been short, how did they spend the endless horror, the mysterious, dangerous, and forbidden sea hundreds of millions of miles away, and come to the Eastern Wilderness?" Some people wondered.

"Paralyzed, knife, scar brother, this, this is Qin Shi Huang? Hey, I'm sorry, this is our Chinese people, we sold fake terracotta warriors and horses to foreigners outside the terracotta pit back then, have you forgotten? It was the time when I was arrested in the police station. I don't know why, but a kind of national pride has risen.

"You say, when this matter passes, can we defect to Qin Shi Huang? Anyway, we can be regarded as authentic descendants of China. Scarface was shocked at the same time, and a crazy thought actually rose in his heart.

"That rookie traitor, is he dead?" Nangong Qingshu, his swollen face was still a little red after being beaten by the female cultivator Yaochi, and his resentment towards Ye Luo had reached its peak at this moment.

Yue Jiangyue, a lonely and perfect woman, seems to be looking for something.

"Senior sister, that traitor rookie, is he dead?" Lan Xiaoqian suddenly spoke, her attention was not on the battle in the sky.

Ye Luo was still silently hidden in the snow-covered reeds, and in his pocket, the little fairy bridge beast had begun to devour wildly, but the little paper man's eyes showed a trace of worry.

"The eighth breath." Ye Luo looked up at the sky, while observing the situation around him, and kept his most calm state in his heart.

Ye Luo was also extremely shocked by these two suddenly appearing figures, but Ye Luo was also vaguely aware of it when he rushed out of the ancient palace of Tibetan soldiers at that time.

Because, due to the appearance of the soul control beast, when the people of Fusang Island Country rushed out, they vaguely formed a triangular secretly interconnected formation with the other two forces.

"No, since Prince Meiji has already thought of uniting people from other holy places, isn't Qin Shi Huang prepared?" In Ye Luo's heart, a strong doubt suddenly rose, and then he frowned and said, "What does this emperor who is full of endless mysteries want to do?" ”

"Click-"

Just when Ye Luo was puzzled, among the reeds, a few extremely subtle sounds suddenly appeared.

Ye Luo suddenly lowered his body, looked quietly in the direction where the voice came from, and after a few seconds, Ye Luo was somewhat surprised to find that two ninjas from the island country actually got into the endless mutated reeds by the lake at some point.

What surprised Ye Luo even more was that one of these two ninjas was the only old ninja who could still stand by Prince Meiji's side after Miyamoto's death, and the other was the low-pitched ninja Saburo Nakamura.

"Ancestor, this is it." Saburo Nakamura seemed very nervous, standing still and respectfully guarding the only old ninja who was still alive.

"Rubbish! If it weren't for entering the forbidden area this time, too many loyal ninjas would have died, and you wouldn't be qualified to participate in this sacred formation arrangement at all. The old ninja was indifferent and disdainful.

"That's right! Right! Old, Ancestor, Goo-" Nakamura Saburo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said: "Miyamoto Slashing Heaven Ancestor has passed away, the Prince, the Supreme Emperor, and the Supreme Holy Lord, it has been used for many years to deduce the situation that may occur today, and finally appeared, this formation of ours will definitely be able to hit the people who fight with the Prince!" ”

"Shut up, take out the things, arrange them according to the direction I said, the others should also be ready, for that thing on the island in the middle of the lake, our empire has been preparing for too long." A gleam flashed in the old ninja's eyes.

"Ancestor, is that thing really that important? I heard that the mysterious people of China, such as Shakyamuni, Lao Tzu, and Master, as well as our emperors of the previous generation, as well as many ancient giants in the rumors, are all looking for that thing. The low ninja was excited.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, or you'll die!" The old ninja's voice was terrifying, and then he said: "Take out three ancient soul cones, put them in the Kun position, walk nine steps to the left, and put another one, yes, you will take these two as the benchmark position, according to the direction on the formation map, arrange the other twenty-four formation bases, remember, you must be fast, I will go to other directions, see the progress of the arrangement." ”

(End of chapter)