Chapter 937: Broken
It's too mysterious.
When the ancient battlefield opened, it was already open......
If you talk about the choice between the ancient battlefield and the Taixuan Secret Realm, many martial artists may be inclined to the ancient battlefield. Because there...... From true antiquity.
Ancient times......
That can be an incomparably dazzling martial arts event.
Legend has it that in ancient times, there were countless heroes......
There is a supreme gesture that shakes the heavens and the earth.
There is a true Buddha walking in the world and purifying all sentient beings!
There is a Taoist court that cuts off its own immortality and goes down the mountain to save the world.
There are hundreds of schools of thought singing together, and countless avenues are glorious for eternity.
There is a sword fairy in the dust, and a sword opens the sky!
There is the Supreme.
There is the Great.
Although the division of the realm in ancient times is far from the division of today. However, if you look at the leopard in the tube, you can also speculate that in that prosperous era of martial arts, there are only a few people who have the strength of a quasi-emperor.
Even the martial artists who possess the realm of the Great Emperor, which is now severed, will exist.
Therefore, in the eyes of many warriors, the ancient battlefield is even more coveted by them.
It's a pity...... There are realm limitations in the ancient battlefield, which makes countless warriors sigh, feeling that they have lost the opportunity to explore the mysteries of the ancients.
Since he couldn't enter the ancient battlefield, he naturally tried his best to enter this mysterious realm.
Although, Qin Changsheng's quasi-emperor realm during his lifetime, looking at the ancient times, can be regarded as invincible in the world, but it will inevitably be famous. And in today's martial arts world, for thousands of years, there are few people who can surpass his achievements.
What's more, when Qin Changsheng died, he was only a year old.
Such a peerless Tianjiao, if he didn't choose to end the curtain call a thousand years ago, what a terrifying and admired strength he would have been now!
In the face of such a peerless Tianjiao's mausoleum after his death, it is also a fatal existence for warriors.
It has only been a day since the opening of the Taixuan Secret Realm, and there is a steady stream of hundreds of thousands of martial artists pouring in.
On the third day, countless martial artists entered the second layer of the secret realm.
Seven days, enter the third layer.
One month, enter the fourth floor.
Two months, enter the fifth floor!
......
Everyone doesn't know how many floors there are in this legendary tomb of the quasi-emperor. However, in just two months, many martial artists have already received the mercy of the quasi-emperor Qin Changsheng.
There is a heaven-level martial arts.
A famous divine soldier on the continent thousands of years ago.
An elixir that makes people die of flesh and bones, and instantly breaks through the realm.
A talisman that kills people.
A flick of a finger to kill the formation!
......
Countless treasures have made all the martial artists who have entered the Taixuan Secret Realm crazy.
Ten years of penance, a hundred years of struggle, it is better to enter Debao Mountain in one day.
And under the temptation of such a huge treasure, it must bring a crazy and tragic fight.
In the four-story tomb where the Taixuan Secret Realm has been discovered, corpses have long been strewn all over the field, and blood is flowing like a river...... A strong smell of blood and carrion filled the entire burial chamber.
For this, no matter how elegant and noble the warrior was before, he no longer cared. The harsh environment that these trails can overcome can compare to what was left behind by the first generation of quasi-emperors.
In three months, everyone was already tired and red-eyed.
Cannibalism.
Husbands and wives kill each other.
Disciples kill teachers.
Under the temptation of treasure, humanity is vividly revealed.
In the fourth layer of the dark tomb that is as vast as the ancient plain, the remaining tens of thousands of warriors are like evil ghosts in the night, walking aimlessly, they knock on the walls of the tomb, grope the floor of the tomb, deduce the pictures and texts in the tomb, and trace the stone statues in the tomb.
Between them, there was a brief peace.
It's just because they haven't found the entrance to the fifth layer yet, and the treasure of the fourth layer, after ten days of fighting, has finally reached an agreement invisibly.
But it is conceivable that once the fifth layer of the tomb is found, under the temptation of the huge treasure, it will set off another bloody storm.
At that time, the remaining tens of thousands of people here are afraid that half of them will die in Huangquan.
And among the tens of thousands of bloodstained people, there was an old man with a rickety figure, and his head was draped in sackcloth, so that people could not see his face clearly.
He was so weak and weak.
But no one around him did anything to him.
It's not because he's a sick tiger, but there's a power to be feared and feared under his weak exterior. Rather, it is because he has not found a single coveted treasure so far.
Moreover, he also found the entrance from the second floor to the third floor.
...... It's kind of valuable.
At this moment, the old man in sackcloth on his head squatted on the ground, his eyes were dizzy, and he stretched out his withered palm and stroked the deep and shallow reliefs on the walls of the tomb.
He seems to be groping for something!
......
In the secret realm.
There is also a dark secret room.
In the secret room, there was a rustling sound, like the sound of a mouse grinding its teeth, continuous...... It lasts seven times a day, with the longest lasting lasting an hour.
"Can you eat less!"
Suddenly, a young voice full of disgust sounded in the secret room.
"You take care of the master!"
Bai Xiaopang made the sound of a mouse grinding his teeth, and snorted coldly, "Boss Lin asked me to eat less, I have to think about it, just you?"
"Then can you eat less!"
At that moment, another voice rang out in the chamber.
Bai Xiaopang's grinding mouth suddenly stopped, and there was a look of surprise on his face. Then he turned his head sharply and looked at the three out-of-body living dead behind him.
Forest famine.
Situ's desolate grave.
Li Chunfeng.
When Bai Xiaopang turned around, Lin Huang, who had been sitting on the ground for more than two months and had not moved, suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright red light appeared in his eyes, shooting directly at Bai Xiaopang.
"I ...... His Grandma's ...... Boss Lin, you finally woke up, I thought you were killed in the ancient battlefield! What kind of shit luck did you encounter, you can come out alive!"
Bai Xiaopang scolded and scolded.
Song Changling looked at the forest wilderness where his soul returned, and he also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
If Lin Huang died on the ancient battlefield, they didn't know how to leave this secret room.
As Lin Huang opened his eyes, the tombs of Li Chunfeng and Situ Huang beside him also recovered, and their souls returned to their bodies from the ancient battlefield.
And when Situ Huang's tomb woke up, there was a pitch-black spear in his hand. The body of the spear is jet black, and the pattern of a headless god of war is engraved on it, which looks like it has the power of annihilation.
Situ Huangfen's arm shook slightly, and the pitch-black spear let out a whining roar, like the roar of the demon god's anger, which made people's scalps tingle.
Lin Huang turned his head to glance at the spear, and then withdrew his gaze!
In the ancient battlefield, he did not get a single treasure.
But......
In the secret room, Lin Huang slowly got up.
Sound...... Smack......
When Lin Huang got up, his stiff body crackled. At the same time, the aura around Lin Huang's body instantly boiled, and an incomparably fearful and even terrifying aura swept through the entire secret room.
With just a few breaths, the realm of Lin Huang climbed to ...... The pinnacle of the Warrior King!
The faces of the people around were shocked, and they stared at Lin Huang incredulously.
When the soul enters the ancient battlefield, what everyone can get is more of the perception of the Great Dao. As for the understanding of the Great Dao, it is generally difficult to form a feedback on the physical body and realm.
Even if there is, it will take some time!
However, the speed of the forest famine is too fast...... It's almost to the point where everyone can't believe it.
"Broken!"
When everyone was still stunned, the secret room sounded with Lin Huang's fierce shouting.
At the same time, the momentum around Lin Huang's body suddenly shook, directly flying everyone, making Bai Xiaopang and Situ Huang's eyes widen, and they stared at Lin Huang in some incredulity.
“...... Military...... Martial Emperor Realm!"
Looking at Lin Huang's wildly flying and domineering appearance in the secret room, Situ Huang's tomb murmured silently.