Chapter 188 Mitian Formation
"Someone is coming."
Under the imperial mausoleum, Shuang Handiao was keenly aware that something was approaching them quickly.
Chen Changsheng drew out the Emperor's Sword and looked at Shengsheng, who was surrounded by papers: "Junior sister, how long will it take you!"
"It will take another stick of incense, Third Senior Brother, you and Brother Handiao help me delay for a while!"
Shengsheng didn't even raise her head, the formation plate in her hand shone brightly, and countless spiritual lights went towards the altar, but the mysterious totem on the altar was emitting layers of blood-colored spiritual energy, repelling the invading spiritual light.
In order not to be attacked, Shengsheng did not dare to invade by force, and the spiritual blood left before was dripped onto the formation plate, neutralizing the barrier and blending into it bit by bit.
Jiang Yang was unable to help, so he had to take out the spiritual stones that his parents had prepared for him from his storage bag and pour them all around Shengsheng to provide her with spiritual energy.
"Here we are."
As Shengsheng tried to invade the altar, Chen Changsheng and Shuang Handiao looked at the entrance of the passage at the same time. It was an extremely huge solid door covered with dragon-shaped reliefs. There was a stone pillar surrounded by dragons on each side, and the stone door was open.
A middle-aged man in a yellow robe walked in. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but with just one step, he crossed an infinite distance and walked to a distance of five meters in front of Chen Changsheng and Shuang Handiao.
"Ahem, no wonder the people below couldn't find you. It turns out that you escaped here. You are really smart."
The middle-aged man glanced at everyone present and slowly opened his mouth.
He looked to be in his thirties or forties, but his voice was extremely old, and even his eyes were old. The air was filled with a faint smell of ambergris, mixed with a faint stench of decay.
If you ignore the middle-aged man's appearance, and only listen to his old voice and old eyes, this man is at least sixty or seventy years old.
Chen Changsheng stared at him with cold eyes, and the moment he saw the middle-aged man, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.
In his memory, he was tied to the altar behind him, and he had nothing on his body, but he couldn't move.
The middle-aged man in front of him was talking to a man wearing a mask. The memory was too vague, and Chen Changsheng could no longer remember clearly, but he vaguely knew that they were discussing how to deal with himself.
"The founding emperor of the Great Zhou, Xuanyuan Xuanyin."
Chen Changsheng moved his lips and said the name of the man in front of him.
Shuanghan Diao frowned slightly: "That is at least 800 years old."
This is not easy to deal with. Even if his cultivation is suppressed, Shuanghan Diao can clearly feel that the cultivation of the man in front of him is far beyond theirs.
Xuanyuan Xuanyin's aura is quite strong. According to Shuanghan Diao's experience, this man is at least in the distraction stage.
Even if their cultivation is not suppressed, they may not be opponents, not to mention that their cultivation is suppressed.
"You are injured, right?" Chen Changsheng smiled coldly, "I guess your body is not feeling well after the blood sacrifice formation was broken."
Although Xuanyuan Xuanyin did not show it, his aura was like a rainbow, and his blood was surging, as if he was in his prime, not like an old man who lived for more than 800 years.
After being exposed by Chen Changsheng, Xuanyuan Xuanyin remained calm, and even looked at him with a kind smile: "Zhu Xingqiu, you have grown up."
His tone was quite emotional, and his eyes were very relieved, as if he was looking at a younger generation who finally grew up.
"Are you trying to irritate me?" Chen Changsheng sneered, but he was really disgusted by Xuanyuan Xuanyin's eyes.
The culprit who killed his entire clan and tore him apart was now calling his past name with a look of satisfaction, and was moved that he had finally grown up. It was simply disgusting.
"You are stalling for time. It seems that your injuries are serious, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to us like this."
Chen Changsheng's words hit the nail on the head in Xuanyuan Xuanyin's mind.
Xuanyuan Xuanyin didn't dare to act rashly. Not only were they injured, but they also had things on them. He was not sure whether Shuanghan Diao had the protective magic weapon given by the elders.
And they did have it. For example, Shengsheng still had a sword spirit left by his master, but since they were now in the mortal realm, the power above the fusion would also be blocked.
Xuanyuan Xuanyin was not surprised by Chen Changsheng's cleverness and laughed: "Aren't you also trying to delay time?"
His eyes swept over Shengsheng and Jiang Yang behind Chen Changsheng and Shuanghantiao. Although the girl was young, Xuanyuan Xuanyin did not dare to ignore her existence.
Waves of spiritual energy were surging, the formation disk emitted light, and countless spiritual energy flowed into the altar. The protective formation set up by the national teacher was being broken by Shengsheng.
"But since you mentioned it, let's not continue to delay time."
Xuanyuan Xuanyin observed almost everything, and slowly took out a long gun from the air. The cold tip flashed with cold light, the gun body stood upright and sharp, and a murderous aura rushed over.
"Your cultivation is suppressed by the Mortal Realm. You are not my opponent and will surely die under my gun."
Xuanyuan Xuanyin stared at the alert Chen Changsheng and Shuang Hantiao. Cangsang's eyes turned from turbid to revealing a murderous and domineering aura.
Chen Changsheng and Shuang Hantiao immediately felt that the person standing in front of them was not an old man, but an emperor who had fought on the battlefield for a long time. The aura of an emperor was revealed, domineering and aggressive, and the intimidation was extremely strong.
The cultivation was suppressed, which was indeed a problem.
Even if the cultivation was not suppressed, they were not Xuanyuan Xuanyin's opponents, but they were not invincible. Now that they were suppressed, the question was how many moves they could hold out.
Tsk, I should have stopped talking if I had known.
Although he thought so, Chen Changsheng knew that Xuanyuan Xuanyin was just observing them. Even if he didn't mention it, Xuanyuan Xuanyin would not give them the opportunity to delay any longer.
Chen Changsheng was extremely cautious and didn't dare to lose focus.
Xuanyuan Xuanyin stared at Chen Changsheng and Shuang Hantiao, and swung his spear lightly. The cold blade cut through the air, sharp and piercing.
"It seems that you are ready to die. Don't worry, we will defeat you within ten moves..."
"Haha, you talk so nicely, but you are relying on your cultivation level and not being suppressed!"
"Look carefully, you old immortal, this is my home court now!"
A cold girl's voice echoed in the underground space, and as her voice fell, countless strange formations quickly unfolded from under her feet.
An invisible breeze blew up the hair, and the spiritual light flashed. The winding, swirling and flowing array patterns filled the entire underground space.
Whether it was the walls, the feet, or the ceiling, there were dense array patterns with spiritual light.
Xuanyuan Xuanyin looked at the array patterns, and subconsciously looked at the little girl sitting on the ground with a calm face, and his pupils shrank.
He could no longer maintain his calmness and self-control just now, and his face was full of astonishment: "Impossible, impossible, the national teacher said that the 'Mitian Great Array', only three people in the world can do it, how can you also know this array!"