"Buzz.................. Airplanes.................. Buzz.................."

In the cave, at first it was only a small grinding sound, faint to be audible, but slowly began to change;

This sound began to grow stronger and stronger, intensifying and gradually forming a kind of resonance, constantly echoing in the depths of the mountain, as if the curtain that had been silent for a long time was slowly being pulled up, and the dust that condensed the breath of the long years was slowly receding, and the rust on the sword was slowly falling off, waiting for the return of its master!

The cave is almost sealed, and it is impossible for the wind to enter the few gaps, but at this time, in the depths of this mountain, there are gusts of yin wind, the wind is invisible, and it becomes a spiral nest by itself, and the underground water flow in the cave also begins to freeze, and the surrounding rock walls are also hung with layers of frost.

The mountain is known as "Karur" by the nearby Aboriginal people, and "Karur" means "coffin" in the Aboriginal language of this area, and it is the kind of coffin used by the nobles in their burials.

In fact, the shape of this mountain has no resemblance to the coffin, and there are different opinions as to why this name has been handed down.

In the past, this mountain belonged to a country with very strong national strength, the monarch of this country called himself "descendant of the immortal clan", and the members of the royal family also called themselves the people of the immortal choice, which was not much different from the meaning of "Son of Heaven", nothing more than to tear a sacred cloak on his body to strengthen himself as the theoretical basis of the ruling class.

According to the internal records of the royal family of this country, thousands of years ago, an immortal came here with five hundred selected boys and girls, and the royal family is the descendant of these boys and girls, so they call themselves the descendants of the immortal race.

But now it is impossible to test how it is, and it is impossible to proofread whether it is true or not. Of course, no one really delves into this, and the ruling class of most countries in this world will claim to be a son of heaven or a descendant of such and such a god.

For the middle and lower class aborigines, this originally very powerful country seems to have changed dramatically overnight, directly falling apart, and the nearby tribes that were originally subordinated to this country have all begun to become independent and counterattack, and this royal family, which is said to be guarded by immortals, has not been able to have flying immortals to protect them this time as in the previous crisis, and even the national capital has been attacked by foreigners a few years ago.

For this world, the experience of the productive forces determining the social system and form cannot be applied, because this is a high-martial world, and a truly powerful country is actually equivalent to a powerful sect, which has its own peak power.

The invasion of the audience destroyed the peak power of these great powers, and the consequences of the collapse of the superstructure directly led to the collapse of the entire state system.

The chaos in this world has been intensifying, and miracles have appeared frequently, and it has been rumored everywhere that they have seen immortals kill demon beasts or see fairy god battles, just like the reappearance of the plot of "God List". In fact, for that world, "The Romance of the Gods" was compiled by Xu Zhonglin, a family member of the Ming Dynasty, based on folklore stories, and hell is nothing more than a legend left by the ancient battlefield of the Qin Dynasty, so "The Romance of the Gods" is actually more like a legend that eventually evolved from a miracle formed by the radio listeners after the fall of the Qin Dynasty to hunt and kill the fish that slipped through the net.

In fact, the audience's invasion of this world has lasted for nearly 200 years, and when the industrial revolution began in another world, it was equivalent to marking the end of the transformation of that world by radio.

The early batch of bigwigs are the most pitiful, when they are sent here, they will face opponents who are several times their own, and therefore, in fact, in the first hundred years, although the radio train and train continue to pull people here, it has not had a very obvious impact on the world.

Just as in the past, when Su Bai absorbed the memories in the blood of the ancient blood clan, he could still see Alexander and his army defeat the demon god who descended from darkness in Egypt.

However, with the continuous consumption of the peak combat power of this world, the balance will be broken one day, and since then, the collapse of the original order of the entire world has also kicked off in the last few decades.

The radio doesn't mind muddying the river completely, it needs to get rid of the fish and shrimp it doesn't need, and then it naturally takes the time to re-breed the fry.

And now, the sound of noise in the depths of the mountain seems to have reached a peak, and even the mountain began to tremble slightly.

"Bang .................."

A crisp sound came from the cave, and a jade coffin cracked at this time, and then white gas came out, and then, the coffin completely shattered.

An old man with white hair lay there like a dried corpse, at first, he was motionless, but slowly, he began to produce a heartbeat, which was originally inaudible, but after a while began to become vigorous and powerful, and the rhythmic beating sound echoed in the cave.

The old man's originally shriveled body also began to slowly plump up at this time, gradually becoming fuller, and even slowly transformed from the original appearance of a dried corpse to the temperament of a fairy wind bone.

He is sacred, he is solemn, and it seems that the hair and skin on his body contain the principles of heaven and earth.

A handful of dust floated out and landed on the old man's chest, releasing a faint purple light, and the former magic weapon sensed the awakening of the master and took the initiative to wait.

The old man's eyes slowly opened at this time, as if in a cave, a dazzling light appeared, and it seemed like something was broken at this time.

"Huh........................"

A long sound came from the old man's throat, and the turbidity of more than two thousand years ago was all dissipated at this time, and he slowly stood up, his body kept making a crisp sound during the movement, which was not decay, but a symbol of new life.

The bones and muscles stiffened a little from the long silence, but the brilliance in the old man's eyes began to become clearer and clearer.

He raised his left hand and pinched his fingers to calculate, and the conclusion he came to gave him a look of embarrassment, but it was quickly replaced by a tenacity.

He raised his dust and waved it lightly around,

Hoarse but with a sonorous tone, he whispered:

"Old Qin!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The nearly five hundred coffins surrounding the old man all trembled violently at this time, and the seals on the lid of the coffin all collapsed at this time, and a cold corpse was suspended one by one, and each corpse had a rune paper on its forehead, but these rune papers soon began to burn, and finally dissipated into ashes.

Immediately after, hundreds of terrifying auras burst out, and the beasts within a radius of a hundred miles all subconsciously crawled to the ground at this time, and some of them were directly frightened to death.

A huge dark cloud condensed from above the mountain, obscuring the sky and the sun, bringing terrifying and majestic coercion.

The next moment,

Five hundred soldiers dressed in the armor of the Qin army opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes still had the bright red stained by the blood of the robes of the past killing, and they also carried the evil aura that came out of the sea of blood in the mountains of corpses.

They are sealed, they have been sleeping, they only need to wait for the call of the old man, so for them, this two thousand years of lying down is actually similar to the feeling of ordinary people sleeping.

They didn't realize how old two thousand years were, and they felt as if yesterday, they were still on the battlefield fighting the darkness, and their robes were integrated into their bodies as a sacrifice as if it had just happened.

They are ready to fight, and their fighting spirit is still there;

"Let's go to the national disaster together!"

Five hundred evil stars roared together in the sky,

For a while, the mountain began to collapse, and in the roar,

Out of an army with a will of death and iron,

They are dressed in armor that amazes the natives of this world,

They maintained the most rigorous military formation of Great Qin in the past,

A song of Qin Feng slowly rippled out silently, as if the huge dynasty of the past had been reproduced at this time,

dark

Come on

This war,

I'm Daqin,

Haven't lost yet!

"Old Qin, go to the national disaster together,

Old Qin, restore my rivers and mountains.

Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!

A hundred years of national hatred, the vicissitudes of life!

Qin has a sharp soldier, who will compete!"

The drums of war beat again,

The war song is sung again,

Behind this army, Xu Fu, who had white hair, had tears in his eyes, he had already calculated a lot of things,

The ancestral dragon has fallen, and the eldest prince has also fallen,

In the past, there was only himself and the group of people around him.

But the national enemy,

When there is blood!

Xu Fu closed his eyes, his fingers kept calculating, and immediately, points of light appeared in his mind, these were the specific locations under those darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Fugao shouted:

"Shengjing!"

A big flag was raised, and the black flag had the word "Qin" on it.

"Lift!"

Fifty Qin soldiers like demon gods carried a long-faded Luan chariot on their shoulders, in the past, this luan chauffeur should be on the black dragon, the ancestral dragon sat here to lead the Great Qin army to sweep through the six countries and sat on it and fought with the darkness repeatedly, countless Great Qin Tigers surrounded this Luan chariot and swore to follow the First Emperor to the death.

It's a pity that the ancestral dragon has fallen a long time ago, but as long as this luan driver is still there, it seems that the ancestral dragon with a big mind in the past is still sitting in it.

Xu Fu raised his head and looked at Luan Jia's gaze with a touch of respect and humility,

Zu Long,

Wait,

You just keep watching in Luan,

Looking at the children,

How to avenge Great Qin.

"Formation, Formation!" Xu Fu waved the dust towards the two nearest points of light.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

The five hundred evil stars were surrounded by demonic flames, and they rushed towards their first revenge target with a majestic killing intent and a neat and solemn attitude.

Different worlds,

The same opponent,

This battle,

Two thousand years later,

Again!