"Why are you here?"

Long Beiming thought about it, he couldn't tell whether he blamed him or resented him, but he just said that everything was for the profit of his own race, Long Beiming was originally a selfish person, but he was pushed to the forefront in this dark calendar, if he didn't fight, he would die, human beings were not allowed to appear strong, but this strong man had no used surplus value.

Awkward and sad positions, stronger than Long Beiming abound, but none of them have a heritage, and they always have a hostile attitude towards the power that came from ancient times.

The rest of the human powerhouses are not worth mentioning at all, the dull human beings, without help from the distant past, will take many detours, it is impossible to grow too long or too fast, the growth of these foreign races is the ancestors with experience and death step by step.

"Your First Emperor is long dead, and he sold his soul to the demons of Hell in exchange for the chance to be reborn in the Dark Calendar, and their pact is that when he is resurrected, the door to the world will be opened, and the devil will be more terrible than the worms. ”

Speaking of which, the holographic projection of Zai Xiang has been frequently disturbed, and the image is blurred for a while.

Long Beiming was just about to step into the Chaos Storm and stopped, looking at the projection of the Great Prophet, he didn't know whether to believe him or not, and in today's world, no one can believe it except himself.

"I know you don't believe me, forbidden to ride, but please think about it, can those once great beings be reborn?"

"Yes"

Long Beiming's answer made Zai Xiang's eyes widen instantly, he didn't think that those great existences still survived, and Long Beiming was fortunate to have seen it, the Ghost Empress, who was a figure from the same era as Virgil, but the endless reincarnation left him with nothing but memory, but she was indeed left by that era.

A terracotta warrior made of steel fell from the sky, shaking the earth and making a sound like metal rubbing when looking at Long Beiming.

"Don't believe the words of the alien race, whether it's true or not, you can see when you enter the Chaos Storm, we can't enter the Chaos Storm, only you can, there is the image left by your father. ”

"Don't believe his words, after you go in, you will never be able to get out, you will be trapped in it forever, I can foresee, this is a conspiracy in itself, your commander-in-chief of Xi'an City has taken refuge in the dead. ”

Long Beiming looked at the projection of Zai Xiang, and unconsciously asked a sentence.

"You used to say that Xi'an is the only city controlled by humans, and that it is powerful and rich in materials, why is that?"

"You don't understand, we want to annihilate those human beings who are unwilling to submit to us, but we definitely don't want to ask for trouble, use when there is value in interests, form alliances when threatened, and annex when there is no value, the cosmic race is like this, there will be several attitudes towards you in every second, you understand, but if the army of the dead returns to the world, not only you, but even us will be implicated. ”

Zai wanted to tirelessly explain, the frequency of holographic projection jitter and interference is getting smaller and smaller, if Long Beiming expected it is right, the Atlantean extraterrestrial fleet should be on the way here, maybe they are really afraid of releasing the evil ghosts in hell, or they are really afraid that this two-thousand-year-old tiger and wolf army will reappear in the world.

Long Beiming doesn't like to gamble, because there is always half a chance of losing, but he is gambling now, and if he loses the gamble, he will never recover, and if he wins, maybe human beings can survive for a while.

"Longbei Mingzun, as one of the twelve golden people of Qin Yi, I can vouch for you, my emperor has always been the descendant of China, this has never changed, there is a recorded image in the storm, you can see at a glance that the colonization of Orion has annihilated the planet where we are, a relatively developed civilization. ”

Long Beiming didn't know how to choose, and he didn't even know who to believe or who not to believe, the He's jade spirit in the storage pendant exuded a burst of resonance, and it could sense that it was getting closer and closer to its fate.

"Tenko, who should I trust?"

Destroying Tianju heard it, but didn't answer, for him, it doesn't matter if it's the colonizer's trouble, or if the Emperor of the Ages really became an evil ghost, anyway, humans can't return to dominance again, as long as their master doesn't die, then everything is not a problem, and many judgments need to be thought about by the master himself, not a war pet.

Long Beiming just looked back at Ya Xiang for the last time, and turned around and disappeared into the Chaos Storm.

"No!"

Zai Xiang's projection let out a burst of angry shouts, but he couldn't do anything about Long Beiming who stepped into the chaos storm, the insect swarm couldn't rush through the chaos storm with the sea of insects, and his extraterrestrial fleet couldn't rush over.

But a beam of light flashed, and the metal terracotta warriors on the side were directly pierced and flew out, and the wounds caused by the high temperature on their bodies were constantly melting.

"My emperor, coming back soon hahahaha"

Another beam of light shot through the sky, and the metal warrior's head was struck, revealing a bright white metal as if it had been neatly sliced, but the smiles and laughter continued, and the entire head continued to melt into gold

Long Beiming, who had just stepped into the chaotic storm, walked through a gray world, the ground was very flat, and the chaotic turbulence blocked the distance of vision, groping forward step by step.

The Yellow Order Divine Sense was released, but nothing was detected, and some were just empty.

A well-dressed figure flashed past Long Beiming, and at the moment he walked by, the Enma Sword stabbed out, but was pierced by a sword.

A backhand sword was struck, just at the moment when the sonic boom came out of his hand.

"Father!"

In the gray chaotic storm, the gray world gradually receded, replaced by a piece of wind and sunshine, Long Beiming saw his father climb the steps step by step, and the four big characters above the steps are the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

There are many tourists around, handsome men and beautiful women and countless sweet couples together, as well as tour groups, in which the figure of the father is quickly drowned in the sea of people.

"Father, you wait for me!"

Long Beiming shouted and squeezed through the crowd, but his father, who was walking in front, did not hear his shout, on the contrary, a female tourist said smoothly because of Long Beiming's crowding: "Your mother, are you sick?"

The female tourist was directly grabbed by Long Beiming in the face and thrown directly down the steep stairs, during which she also bumped into many tourists who were climbing the stone stairs.

Long Beiming didn't even look at it, and directly continued to squeeze through the crowd, while shouting loudly: "Father! Father, I am Ming!

Long Beiming kept following his father's footsteps and squeezed through the crowd, but Long Beipo did not walk directly into the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, but turned left at the door and entered a small door like a thief hole, and he couldn't even walk upright, so he could only climb in.

"Father?"

When Long Beiming saw his father's figure, Long Beipo had already climbed in, and still didn't look back, and seeing this deep black hole thief hole, Long Beiming looked around, and couldn't help but think, who would dare to so blatantly excavate the thief hole in the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum tourist area.

But he didn't think about it for long, and he followed his father's footsteps into the thief hole, the zigzag thief hole, the visibility was very low, and he could only see the blurred figure of his father crawling in the dark, and followed the blurred figure to crawl past.

"Father!"

There was a faint light in front of him, and at the entrance of the cave, he saw his father shake off the dust on his body, lifted the public (harmony) bag and walked to the right, and waited until Long Beiming climbed out of the cave, and saw that this was not the Lishan exhibition area at all, and there were ever-bright lamps with lamp oil all around

This is the interior of the Imperial Tomb that has not yet been explored? How did my father know about it? Wasn't he under close surveillance?

But before Long Beiming could react, several strong men climbed in the robbery hole behind him, and Long Beiming watched several strong men follow his father in, and in a dark hall, he saw his father hand the leader a few yellow, orange and orange gold bricks

"Mr. Longbei is really an understanding person, he knows that the value of gold is much better than that of RMB, and it is clean and not easy to be detected. ”

"Seven days, I can only guarantee that this thief hole is safe within seven days, no one will find out, no one will report, there will be a box of gold bricks after the fact, but these two must be shipped out for me within seven days, as well as these tall terracotta figurines standing, those thin ones don't want to be transported to Xianyang City, Qinhuang Museum. ”

"Okay, as long as you deliver the gold after the deed is done, let alone these two iron figurines, even this colossus, I will find a way to disassemble and transport it to you. ”

"Don't touch anything else, just do what I say, and it won't be less beneficial to you when it's done. ”

Speaking of this, Long Beipo turned around and left, Long Beiming looked at him from behind his father, but his father couldn't see it at all, Long Beiming knew that this was an illusion, I don't know if it was recorded at the time, or an illusion created by the chaos storm.

It's just that when Long Beiming followed his father out of the thief hole, it was no longer the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum, but in a huge museum, a majestic statue, vividly looking at Long Beipo standing in front of him.

A faint ripple spread through the face of the stone statue

How can there be fluctuations in the Yuan Force in the era of order!

The stone statue slowly spoke, and the voice seemed to come from under the Nine Shadows, which made Long Beiming can't help but think of Zaixiang's warning.

"You junior, how can you guarantee that someone will send the Heshi Jade Spirit? Don't waste my time, the brief awakening of consciousness is a waste of huge energy, this is not a dark tide after all. ”

Long Beiming probably understood the meaning, the dark tide in the mouth of the stone statue is what people now call the dark calendar.

"My heir, with qualifications that others don't have, those long-standing spirits will give him strength, only the power inheritance of that spirit can enter the collapse of the Lishan Great Array caused by the dark tide, and the chaotic storm of chaotic energy will erupt, and the rest of the people, none of them, unless it is the life of the Zun Spirit in that era can pass through the chaotic energy, do you think the life of that era will look up to you?"

The stone statue that exuded fluctuations was silent, as if it was in deep thought, and Long Beiming behind him shed tears one by one, and his father did it all for himself

Step-by-step planning, step-by-step layout, and even sacrificing his own life to keep this secret and plan from being leaked.

"How do you make sure that your heir can pass through the Chaos Storm and bring the Jade Spirit? The battle for the inheritance is very cruel! How do you guarantee that your heir can take the final spot?"

"Then how do you think I, a Chinese human in the forbidden period, can awaken you, the first emperor of the ages, and communicate with the dormant spiritual consciousness underground?

"After Engu is resurrected, I will reward you with the position of prime minister. ”

This mighty and lifelike stone statue is the first emperor of the ages!

ps:Why haven't you been active lately?,Is it a crash?,Fly flocculents think they don't have yet.,The route of the outline is still there.,It's a long way to go just into the early stage.,But why isn't the collection long?