Chapter 511: Half-Life Tomb, Tomb of Ten Thousand People

Not long after, Feng Qingyan looked down and saw the ground, and the surrounding scene suddenly became a little dark, and she could barely see the place.

It was like a barren mound, full of desolation, many tombstones fell to the ground, and on the steps there was a large cemetery, but most of the graves were hollowed out and the coffins were placed on the ground.

She glanced at it, but she couldn't see the edge at all, and she didn't know how many more such situations there were.

This scene, ordinary people will be afraid when they see it, and their legs will be frightened, and for other more powerful people, it is not so simple.

She was about to fall to the ground, but suddenly several black clouds rushed towards her.

She turned the Liuyue Blood Tang umbrella in her hand, and directly slapped those few things out, and her footsteps retreated to the ground in the next second.

She held the umbrella above her head and glanced forward at the scene around her, which was not much different from what she had seen before, but because she knew that she was in a phantom array, everything in front of her was just an illusion for her.

Keep in mind what Xi Hua said, all formations will have an array eye, as long as the array eye is destroyed, everything here will be broken, and the array eye may be a grass or tree here, or even an inconspicuous stone.

Feng Qingyan walked towards the cemetery, and she saw a stone tablet next to the steps, on which there was a faint inscription, because it was covered by tall weeds, so she couldn't see it clearly, and only saw a "half" word.

She put away the umbrella, held it in her hand, and then crouched down in front of the stone tablet and raised her hand to brush away the large weeds.

The bright red characters seem to be dyed and painted with cinnabar, which is particularly shocking in this frightening atmosphere, and the three big characters fall into the bottom of the eye, engraved - half-life mound.

Seeing these three words, Feng Qingyan felt that the bottom of her heart was suddenly touched, as if there was some power in this stone tablet that made her a little unable to control herself, and she couldn't help but want to be angry, hateful, and want to kill all the people in the world.

"Kill, kill them!"

"More than 10 million people of the Soul Clan have died, and I swear by the Immortal Emperor today that one day when my Soul Clan breaks the seal of eternity, I will definitely pay for the human race with a hundred times the blood."

"The people of my soul clan will never give in."

Voices sounded in my ears, and in my mind were fragmented images, some fighting, some kneeling in front of the grave and swearing, and countless graves......

However, after a while, Feng Qingyan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the bottom of his eyes gradually became stained with a touch of scarlet, and there was a strange feeling in his body, as if blood was flowing.

Her slender hands were trembling, and her fingertips gently stroked the large characters on the stone tablet, and the bright red color was very conspicuous.

"Take blood as a guide and restore my soul clan!" Suddenly there was an enlarged face in my mind, and it flashed.

Too fast, she didn't see clearly.

Feng Qingyan's hand holding the Liuyue Blood Tang umbrella was constantly tightening, his bone fingers were white, and there were green tendons bulging on the back of his hand.

She suddenly understood that this was not cinnabar, but blood, three big characters drawn from blood.

- Half-life mound.

What does this have to do with the Soul Clan?

Half a life, half a life...... Half-lifed?

The name of the half-life clan flashed through her mind.

So this half-life mound where more than 10 million people are buried, is it from the soul clan or the half-life clan?

Feng Qingyan couldn't understand this question, usually the picture of the illusion was either deliberately set by the person who set up the formation, or it changed according to the person who entered the formation.

She hadn't seen this tomb before, and she didn't know anything like that, so the scene of this illusion should have been set up by the person who set up the array.

If this is the tomb of the Half-Life Clan, then it is easy to understand, the Lord of the Yin League used to be the leader of the Hundred Immortal Alliance, and the establishment of the Hundred Immortal League was to kill the Half-Life Clan from the beginning, and it was not strange for him to know these places.

But if this is the tomb of the soul clan, the name half life can also be understood: half life, half a life.

But if all this is just an illusion, then why does it feel so real to her? It's not like a fantasy.

This place is full of weirdness, but now is not the time to think about it, she better break the formation first.

At this moment, the murderous impulse in her heart still remains, but she is suppressing it vigorously.

Standing up quickly, she took two steps back, a little further away from the stele, and she felt that she had just been bewitched by the power of those three words.

This may also be a trap for the setters.

She ran her cultivation to stabilize her emotions, and at about the same time, she walked up the dirty steps.

The skirt of the red dress swayed, and she looked forward, and the tomb was empty, and the dry bones were all over the ground, which were dug up alive, whipped and boneless, and then thrown here at will.

If this is true, it will be too frustrating, and it will be uneasy after death.

But fortunately, she had seen too many of these in the Nine Hells, and she didn't feel scared at the moment.

Feng Qingyan took a few steps forward, but suddenly found that some black insects quickly crawled out of the coffin, and they seemed to be endless, crawling more and more.

A few leaped towards her, and with a wave of her oil-paper umbrella, she shook them off and took a few steps back.

With an open hand, a pale fire condensed in the palm of his hand, and swung towards the black bug.

Now, I didn't dare to get close to her anymore.

The next moment, she conjured the stone that Xi Hua had given her for safekeeping, and was ready to use it to forcibly break the formation.

It is very fast to use this stone to forcibly break the formation, but it will also backfire on oneself if one is not careful, so the advice given by Xi Hua is that he will never rely on it if he can.

Just as she was about to urge her to cultivate, a fierce attack suddenly came towards her from far and near, followed by the roar of the beast:

"Roar—"

The wind blade spun rapidly from the front, and Feng Qingyan stretched out the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to block it in front of him.

The wind blade slammed into the oil-paper umbrella without any tearing sound, and the fierce attack didn't seem to have any effect on this Liuyue Blood Begonia umbrella.

Feng Qingyan discovered this very early.

And immediately after, a huge ugly beast flew towards her in mid-air, opened its mouth and exhaled a gust of wind, mixed with a wave of power, and then turned into an attacking wind blade.

One turned sideways, and when the Liuyue Blood Tang umbrella blocked the wind blade, her palm shook, and a force spread through, reflecting all the incoming wind blades.

Seeing that it was close at hand, and was about to attack itself, the demonic beast opened its mouth and roared, and an invisible sound wave shattered all the wind blades that struck.

The monster seemed to be enraged, and its huge claws smashed off the trees beside it and flew down in her direction.

Feng Qingyan used a force under his feet, jumped in the air, kicked the broken wood out with a kick in mid-air, and then fell on the spot a few steps later, squinting at the demonic beast.

And at this moment, the huge demonic beast flew in her direction with a pair of wings flapping on its back......