Chapter 212: Fighting the Terracotta Warriors
Whoop!
An extremely strange and strange scene occurred in the empty hall, and thousands of sculpture soldiers came to life at this moment, holding huge spears in their hands, raised at this moment, pointing to the sky.
The crowd was terrified and uneasy, and the scene in front of them shocked them immensely.
The spears were raised at an angle, and faintly, the angle of the thousands of spears was towards the huge half-kneeling sculpture in the center of the hall.
Airplanes!
With a snort, the hall shook, and in the eyes of everyone, the tens of millions of sculpture spears shone brightly, projecting a beam of golden light towards the sky, containing incomparable divine power, which can kill the enemy and show its might, which is mixed with mysterious power, and the amazing coercion spreads out, enveloping the surroundings, making people frightened.
Thousands of beams of light containing unparalleled divine power were projected together in the sky, and finally intertwined together, converging into a huge point of light, getting bigger and bigger, and the amazing divine power was constantly boiling and tumbling.
Everyone kept retreating, away from these statues, the divine power contained in them was too terrifying, and the divine power was as if they were just like a flat boat located in the vast ** sea.
The waves are rolling, and the momentum is unmatched!
Finally, in the shocking eyes of everyone reflecting the golden light, the huge light clusters that converged and intertwined suddenly emitted a ray of light that was thicker than the huge stone pillar.
Vertically downward, it instantly landed in the center of the main hall.
However, Du Ming and a young man were now in front of the half-kneeling huge statue in the center of the hall.
At this moment, I witnessed the huge light falling from the sky, and instantly enveloped the huge sculpture.
The sudden scene made everyone panic and had no time to dodge.
Du Ming and the young man opened their eyes wide as they watched as the beam of light completely enveloped the huge sculpture.
The coarse golden light like a huge stone pillar completely covered the statue, and countless golden points of light were flying in the golden light, which was the essence of divine power.
And the sculpture is shrouded in it, looming, and a trace of it can be seen faintly.
As the golden pillar of light became more and more intense, Du Ming and the young man suddenly found that the sculpture that seemed to be shrouded moved faintly, and a faint aura was constantly spreading.
Because they couldn't see it really, they didn't dare to be too sure, but then, the light flashed, and in that instant, they saw that the huge sculpture seemed to come to life, and the real armor and skin and flesh were not made of fairy stones.
The closed eyes, the tear stains between the eyes, and the golden blood that has not dried up and down the body are all exuding a huge brilliance, and at the same time, a huge breath is constantly awakening, as if it has been dormant for thousands of years.
Du Ming and the young man glanced at each other, and the same thought flashed in their eyes.
"Run!"
The two of them instantly cast their life spells, unleashed their magical powers, and wanted to leave here.
As you move, the speed is already in place.
But at this moment, the huge sculpture suddenly stretched out two huge hands, the speed was so fast, like a bolt of lightning, and without even seeing an afterimage, it came to the body and grabbed the two people with one hand.
There was a huge shock in the hearts of the two of them, that is, they both used the huge spiritual power of their whole bodies, slapping on the huge palms, trying to escape.
But the divine power is incomparable, full of power, but there is still no reaction to the huge palm.
In the end, the big hand suddenly closed, and when the two of them did not react, they were directly wrapped in a huge fist, and there was no figure in sight.
The huge palm was retracted, and it was still the same huge sculpture, half-kneeling and shrouded in great light, holding a huge spear, motionless.
The crowd retreated to the edge of the wall, away from the sculpture.
Ling'er and Yanrong Nantian's bald heads also gathered in everything, standing in the middle of everyone, looking at this scene in shock.
Ling'er looked around, but found that there was no Du Mi's figure, and immediately said anxiously: "Brother Du, if you are not here, is it still in the sculpture!"
When a few people heard this, they also checked it, and sure enough, there was no figure of Du Ming.
Yan Rong said: "Ling'er, don't worry, Brother Du will definitely be fine, he is so powerful!"
Nan Tian also nodded: "Maybe Brother Du is far away from here, after all, this place is so huge, maybe he is hiding somewhere else." ”
Ling'er was still frowning, but much better.
"Don't worry, Ling'er," the bald head persuaded, "Brother Du will definitely be fine!"
"What the hell is going on, what will happen!" everyone looked at this scene in shock, not knowing what would happen next, and someone said in surprise.
"I hope the next assessment is not too difficult!" one sighed, comforting himself.
Click!
A sound suddenly resounded in the main hall, very loud.
Everyone was silent, and suddenly found that the ten million sculptures actually understood at this moment, and the spear was also withdrawn from his hand, and the golden beam was no longer emitting.
The sculpture moved very slowly and looked very heavy, and the leg of the sculpture was raised, and there was a loud noise between the frictions, and as the foot fell, there was a thud, and the floor shook.
Everyone was amazed, looking at this scene in a daze, is this going to come back to life?
With a few breaths, the sculpture's movements are already as flexible as those of a real human.
Immediately afterward, he rushed towards the crowd like a locust, holding a spear in his hand and raising it forward, as if charging on the battlefield.
The scalps of the crowd tingled, and they looked at the sculptural soldiers who came by storm.
Everyone had nowhere to hide in this hall, so they had to take out the treasure, use their magical powers, and move forward to meet the enemy.
In the end, everyone found out that things were far from as bad as they thought.
As soon as one person touches a sculpture, the sculpture follows one person like clay, and the other sculptures do not interfere.
In the end, one person and one sculpture fought, and the remaining sculptures slowly retreated to their original positions, and their expressions were still humanized with annoyance.
It's not that the statue has feelings, it's instinct, something imprinted in the soul bones for thousands of years, they are soldiers, warriors, unrivaled monks, they are warlike, they kill, even if they turn into terracotta figurines after death, that warlike instinct still hasn't disappeared, and they can't fight because of some kind of rule in this heaven and earth tower, so naturally they are very angry.
Boom Boom!
Whoop!
The aura is flying vertically and horizontally, the murderous aura is splashing, constantly having divine power spraying, exuding brilliance, holding a miraculous treasure, exerting wonderful magical powers and life techniques, and fighting in sculpture.
"Huh!" someone was suddenly surprised.
Then he trembled and said, "This sculpture is similar to my strength!"
When everyone around heard it, they all found that it was true that the strength of the sculpture they were fighting against was not much different from their own.
You must know that the cultivation of everyone here is high and low, but the strength of these sculptures is actually about the same as your own, which is equivalent to fighting with another self.
It's not easy to fight against yourself, to be extraordinary!
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