"You? Shouldn't it be a transition of thoughts, hallucinations, you" and then they stared at the general with mocking eyes.

"Hallucinations? No way, it's definitely not an illusion," the former general still argued.

"Okay, so where do you say they are?" Another general questioned him.

"Me? I can't tell, maybe they're in a state we can't understand," the former general recalled.

"Forget it, we all miss the boss and them, but you have to face it, they have already died" Another general patted him on the shoulder, showing sympathy.

"Maybe the brothers are too nervous, let's give up," another general suggested.

"Otherwise, we will use this scorched earth as their graveyard to honor our heroes," a general had a whim.

"Yes, that's a good idea," the generals pandered, and then thousands of soldiers of the founding army knelt on the ground and made the most pious tribute to the scorched earth, and they also shaped a huge cemetery into a huge cemetery, and engraved the names of three hundred warriors on the tombstones.

All the sacrifices have been completed, and the pain in the hearts of the soldiers has been relieved, and then the acting commander is ready to give the order to return to the division.

Seeing that this group of people was about to leave, the previous general shook his head helplessly, turned back again and bowed deeply in the direction he had just found them, and when he raised his head, the expression on his face immediately became dull.

He foolishly pointed to the sky and said, "Where are they, I am not lying". But when he turned to look at the others, he knew he didn't need to explain anything more.

Thousands of soldiers had crystal tears on their faces, their eyes kept staring at the sky, and they knelt down and said excitedly: "Boss, boss..."

In the sky, the golden clouds were becoming clearer and clearer, and under a golden package, there were more than three hundred golden human bodies hidden inside. They are like statues of gold, sliding down from the sky.

It wasn't until the golden curtain met the earth that they finally landed, and they swirled around each other in a strange formation, until the gold completely filled the scorched earth.

After the golden light converged, the scorched earth on the ground gradually fell, and at this time, thousands of soldiers held their breath and focused their eyes on the hundreds of golden statues. They didn't know they were still alive.....

At the moment when the golden light shrank to the center of the array, hundreds of golden elephants suddenly shattered, and then the entire scorched earth once again raised a cloud of smoke and dust.

It wasn't until a few hundred people walked out that they got up from the ground and walked straight ahead.

"Boss!".

"Hooray!".

At this moment, the entire scorched earth plain was boiling. They drowned the three hundred people like a tidal wave, and the laughter spread for hundreds of miles over the scorched earth plains, and at this moment, this dead realm also seemed to have spirituality, and cheered and celebrated for them.

"Boss, tell us what you've just been through. Why do we see your phantoms in that mysterious circle of light" Half a day later, all the soldiers celebrated in a restaurant, and during the banquet, everyone was staring at Yan Lao Er with curious eyes.

After Yan Lao Er raised his wine glass and toasted to the soldiers, he explained: "Maybe it is our perseverance and willpower that finally changed the rules of the dimension, hundreds of us depend on each other for life and death, and when we are about to be burned by the golden fire in the end, everyone has the same consciousness, and we want to practice the big golden black mantra for the last time, and it is precisely because of this that when the last trace of the consciousness body is burned, a strange golden rule is produced in our consciousness, and since then our consciousness can no longer be burned, they are like being reborn from the fire, and they have been reborn after completing a nirvana, They began to burst out with a powerful desire to survive, and it was precisely these three hundred people's desire to survive that condensed into an obsession, gradually changing the rules, and finally allowing us to reunite the Dharma Body and even be reborn."

Then the other three hundred soldiers described to them exactly what had happened in that short period of time, and even their perceptions, in short, these soldiers also benefited greatly from their perceptions.

Of course, the one who benefited the most this time was the three hundred people who had only experienced the Phoenix Nirvana, and among them, they had broken through to the Great Dharma Venerable in one fell swoop. And Yan Lao Er completely has the power of rules. He became a rule Venerable. Not only that, but they also establish a kind of group rule with each other, as long as they are connected to each other, they can summon this strange golden rule, as soon as this rule appears, they have a completely independent rule dimension, which has gone beyond the ordinary people's understanding of the rule dimension.

It is precisely because of this that this powerful founding army made countless powerful ancient forces frightened during the battle of the void.

Just after the three rounds of drinking, a general suddenly remembered something, and immediately walked to Yan Laoer's side, respectfully handed over a bead and said, "Boss, this is the clan order I received yesterday, which mentions your third brother."

Hearing this, Yan Lao Er hurriedly picked up the beads, meditated silently for a while, and immediately knew the information inside. It turned out to be a clan order sent by Boss Yan, saying that Yan San had come to Nanzhou half a month ago to deliver the order, but he disappeared mysteriously. Boss Yan and Boss Xiao were afraid that he would have an accident, and ordered Elder Yan to be sure to search for Yan San's whereabouts in Nanzhou.

Yan Lao Er thought about it, and immediately anxious a few generals, each led a few soldiers who were good at tracking out of the camp together, and began to search for Yan San in Nanzhou.

However, at this time, Yan San was in an ancient tomb that even he couldn't believe.

Yan San walked into the folding space, only to find that this was a very ancient tomb, in the center of this ancient tomb is an altar, on which a totem of ancient worship is enshrined, and dozens of sarcophagi are placed around, most of them have been weathered, it can be seen that the age is very old.

There are also the carvings on the tomb wall, which made Yan San extremely surprised. Although he didn't recognize the depictions, he had a feeling that there must be something very valuable recorded in them. Perhaps it was the identity and deeds of the owner of this ancient cemetery, and in order to preserve these portrayals, he tried to memorize them and infuse them into the consciousness ball.

It wasn't until he sealed all the wall carvings inside the orb of consciousness that he began to look for an exit again, he didn't want to be trapped in this ancient tomb forever.

Yan San continued to walk towards the core of the cemetery, and then he saw a huge coffin being placed flat on the altar arch table, and there were several mysterious statues around it, which seemed to be very solemn throughout the sacrifice, although they had been baptized over the years, they still maintained their previous majesty.

Yan San walked towards the altar step by step, and when he was only a few feet away from the altar, a mysterious power spread through his toes throughout his body. At this moment, Yan San felt as if he had been dragged into the 10,000-year swamp, and he could no longer move a single step, not even by moving his fingers.

Then Yan San heard a voice that seemed to have been sealed in the dust for hundreds of millions of years, and said: "If you are not my clan, do not approach the altar, otherwise the Yuan will destroy the gods."

Yan San was very strange that he actually understood that strange noise, as if in the depths of Yan San's soul, he knew the true meaning of this passage from the beginning.

After Yan San hesitated for a while, he continued to walk towards the altar. At this time, the coercion on his body disappeared. It wasn't until he walked under the altar and could clearly see the huge coffin above the altar that he felt the coercion again. But this is not bondage, but holiness.

It felt like it inspired a little of the purest light in the depths of his soul, and it was precisely this that made Yan San worship religiously, and he even bowed respectfully to the coffin three times.

When he kowtowed three times, his feet spun and he was teleported to the altar, where he was only one step away from the great coffin, and he could see through the transparent cover that covered the coffin.

It was not a corpse, but a palm, and in the palm of the hand, there was a broken sword, reflecting each other, and two completely opposite auras were competing with each other.

Yan San's eyes were quickly attracted by the broken sword, and he felt a kind of rule from the broken sword. That's the rules of space he's always dreamed of.

If he could obtain this remnant sword, Yan San believed that he would definitely be able to comprehend the rules of void energy in one fell swoop, and then his void energy technique would be able to transcend the dimensional limit, and even open up a higher dimensional space.

But Yan San also saw that the remnant sword was used to seal the remnant hand, if the remnant sword disappeared, then the remnant hand would definitely return to freedom, and then the powerful rule power hidden in it would cause a very terrifying result, at least it would be burned here.

Yan San stood in front of the coffin, thinking about it again and again, but in the end he still couldn't resist the temptation of the remnant sword, walked to the coffin, and forcefully opened the space folding seal, he reached out and grabbed the remnant sword, and naturally brought out the broken hand.

At the moment when he grasped the remnant sword in his hand, his whole person was immediately dragged into a strange world by the power of a mysterious rule.

This is a world that Yan San has never encountered before, and he sees a magical phenomenon here, that is, everything has become extremely cumbersome and repetitive, even himself. It's like a person being copied again and again until it is unfolded on top of a complex geometric image in a quarter, and no matter which angle Yan San looks at, this extremely strange spiral structure will be revealed.

Yan San was still a little dizzy at first, but soon he applied the weird repetitive mirror image. After all, these things still have a certain pattern to rely on compared to his folding space. After Yan San took a closer look, he found that the real objects that overlapped this space were actually the real cemetery. It's just that they're being presented in a more bizarre way.

Yan San quickly had an epiphany, could it be that this was the world of space rules, he trembled with excitement when he thought of this, he naturally didn't dare to waste this rare opportunity. He began to ponder everything here, to understand reality from the perspective of this place, and even to re-understand the mirror image of space. Gradually, his sense of emptiness seemed to blend in with the world, and he could no longer distinguish between them......

When he became aware of himself again, he found that his self-perception had unconsciously become a structure that overlapped with spatial entities, and he could perceive everything from the regular perspective of strange space.

From this moment on, Yan San can not only fold space as before, but also fold any material in reality. It felt like having a pair of God's hands that could reshape everything in the world.

And everything that is reshaped by his hands will become extremely mysterious. Possessed unimaginable rule energy..... Of course, this folding also consumes a lot of empty energy.

With Yan San's current empty energy, he can only fold a very small physical object.

Yan San sensed it, he returned to the remnant sword, and then he found the structure to control it from the remnant sword. He injected a trace of empty energy, and then the remnant sword burst out with dazzling blue light, and then it flew out of the severed hand, quickly flew around Yan San, and finally levitated in front of him.

At the moment when the remnant sword was drawn, a cloud of purple mist burst out from the severed hand, and it actually stood up and became vivid, first spinning in place, and then a stream of purple qi rushed towards Yan San's chest. That momentum was so powerful that Yan San was a little unable to resist it, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the remnant sword and rushed towards the purple qi with all his might.

Rumble!

Purple qi and blue light impacted, and then Yan San retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, the remnant sword in his hand was also a little dim, but the severed hand on the opposite side was even more fierce, it turned in place, and once again hung a purple wind and rushed towards Yan San.

Boom!

After hitting each other dozens of times, Yan Sanyi was hit by the purple qi carelessly, his entire arm became numb and unconscious, he could no longer stop the severed hand, the piece of purple qi passed through him, and rushed to the space folding seal in one breath, and then it was like tearing paper, tearing it apart and rushing out.

At this moment, Yan San heard an angry roar from outside, "You are finally willing to come out, go and die."

Then the golden light flashed, but it was only for a moment, and it was covered by purple light, and then Yan San heard the screams of the young man in the Chinese costume.

Yan San rushed to the entrance curiously, looking longingly, he saw that the arm of the young man in the costume was bloody, he looked at the void behind him with a dull gaze, he was actually scared stupid.

Yan San immediately turned over and jumped out, taking advantage of the distraction of the young man in the fancy clothes, he immediately pulled out his legs and rushed to the stairs.

At this time, Yan San finally got out of trouble, where did he dare to slack off, rushed out of the stairs in one breath, and walked through the suspension rope again, this time to his surprise, he was immune to the mysterious whirlpool underground. There was even a sense of intimacy, the moment he walked through the suspension rope, the young man in the Chinese costume chased after him, he glared at Yan San angrily and shouted: "Give me everything you got from the ancient tomb, otherwise I will never let you go."

Where would Yan San listen to his threats at this time, he plunged into the next staircase, and slid down extremely quickly, until he returned to the huge statue, he hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and detained dozens of golden pills, these golden pills were no longer harmful to Yan San at this time, it turned out that they all had the structure of overlapping entities.

Yan San put Jin Dan into a space that he had transformed to store, and then drilled out of the crack and left this mysterious airspace like a swift wind.

(End of chapter)