Chapter 392: The Tomb of the Ancient Emperor? !
Something happened! Something big happened!
Qi Liujia felt a chill all over his body. Looking at the world's protective power that was constantly falling off and collapsing around the Five Phoenix Continent, his body trembled slightly.
According to the original rhythm, the world's protective power would completely collapse, which would take at least a month, at most a year, or even several years.
However, it now seems that in less than ten days, the world's protective power will completely disappear.
The newly born high-level martial artist, Wu Huang, was like being stripped naked, completely exposed to the eyes of many high-level martial arts worlds.
The high-ranking masters of the Buddhist world can come easily.
The holy masters of the major holy places can easily descend as long as they block the power of the rules of Void Sky.
That would be a terrible disaster!
After all, Qi Liujia is an experienced person and he once created a high-level weapon. Although he failed, he still has profound theoretical knowledge.
"In the process of evolution of a normal high-level martial arts world, the Lord of the Plane will not easily leave the world. Once he leaves, the current situation will occur."
"So, where did Mr. Lu go?"
Qi Liujia took a deep breath, feeling a little anxious.
He really didn't want to see the newly born high martial arts of Xuwutian destroyed like this.
His robes fluttered.
The body fell back onto the vast ocean.
On the sea, the people who had finished practicing with many saints were looking at Qi Liujia in confusion.
"Senior, what happened?"
The Overlord had a burly body, surrounded by a sinister demonic aura, and carried an axe and shield on his back. He couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay. There's no major crisis for now."
"You guys continue to practice."
Qi Liujia suppressed his emotions and did not tell anyone the truth.
Inside the ice tower.
The burly Holy Son sitting on the back of the bird of prey had sharp eyes, and he seemed to have sensed something.
He didn't move, struggle or resist.
Although he was not used to being a prisoner, he was very clear that if he chose to struggle, he would most likely attract the attention of the terrifying being in this world and be killed.
Therefore, at this moment, he might as well calm down and wait for the opportunity quietly.
Waiting for a chance to be rescued.
Waiting for the Holy Lord of Gaowu Holy Land to rescue him.
And now, he has waited for this opportunity and chance.
The Holy Son Qingling and the Holy Son Kuiwu looked at each other, and he seemed to have thought of something.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
…
Where did Lu Fan go?
What exactly is the nameless token? No one in the world knows it.
Even Lu Fan himself was somewhat confused and puzzled.
Where on earth did this nameless token take him? Boom! The terrible roar and tearing sensation gradually subsided, like a vortex that had run out of power.
Lu Fan's soul gradually became clear.
Sitting upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, his white shirt fluttering.
Lu Fan slowly opened his eyes.
In front of him, a token emitting brilliant light was floating. However, the originally plain and ordinary token, at this moment, became like a top-level treasure.
"You have absorbed one million strands of my spiritual energy. You are quite capable of absorbing it."
Lu Fan looked at the token and curled his lips slightly.
Only at this moment did he feel like looking around.
He left the Void?
It seems not. Lu Fan can sense that there is still a void of energy around him.
However, it should be quite far away from Wuhuang. Perhaps, he is in a remote corner of Xuwutian.
The ground beneath his feet was solid.
Looking around, there is a dead and barren continent. On the continent, there are endless earth slopes and mountains rising and falling. Perhaps long ago, these earth slopes and mountains were a dense primeval jungle.
"Then where is this place?"
Lu Fan was curious.
Judging from its appearance, it seems to be a dead continent. As for the continent's predecessor, it is unknown what level of world it was.
Lu Fan swept his eyes across and found that the continent was broad and vast. At least, before his death, this continent should have been very powerful.
At least they are all at the top middle martial arts level.
Of course, top-level martial arts are nothing in Lu Fan’s eyes now.
After all, he is the lord of the plane in the high-level martial arts world.
"Did you bring me here because the token was activated?"
Lu Fan pondered.
The soul shook and hit the token.
Buzz...
The token began to emit mysterious fluctuations.
It actually turned into a stream of light and flew out at a high speed.
Boom! The token released an extremely terrifying force, and the gravel flew everywhere, and the ground seemed to be torn into terrible gullies.
Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the wheelchair armrests, his soul moved, and the Thunder Movement Technique was performed.
It turned into thunder and chased after the token.
Shortly after Lu Fan disappeared.
Here, powerful spatial fluctuations are spreading.
Then, it seemed that white light was falling from the sky.
Boom, boom, boom! The desolate land was blasted into deep pits one after another.
The light faded, and the scene that emerged was shocking and heart-wrenching.
A huge and majestic warship appeared from behind a white light and landed on the dead continent, looking out of place.
Not far from the warship, the white light dissipated, and there was actually a chariot galloping, with a figure on the chariot releasing a powerful aura.
A bird of prey that could fly hundreds of miles with its wings spread, with a human figure sitting on its back.
Behind the white light, a series of figures appeared!
These people seemed to be still adapting to their own situation, as if they had just experienced a space travel and were a little uncomfortable.
After a long time, they opened their eyes, and the divine light in their eyes shocked the world.
The dead silent continent seemed to be shaking, with terrible roars rumbling, and the sky seemed to be collapsing!
Each of these people's auras was heavy and terrifying! On the warship, a handsome middle-aged figure walked out. This was a very heroic figure, wearing glazed armor and a purple gold crown. The armor on his body exuded divine light, but the aura he released seemed to be distorted and void.
"The Holy Lord of Beigong Holy Land!"
Someone spoke up solemnly, understanding the identity of this heroic figure.
Saint Lord Beigong stood on the warship, looking around with a sense of tyranny that looked down upon the world.
He moved his gaze sideways, and as the descending white lights dissipated, many figures emerged. However, what surprised and made Saint Lord Beigong, who was standing on the warship, sneer was that... these people were all wrapped in black or gray robes, using some means to conceal their identities.
He came to seize the opportunity but actually concealed his aura and identity.
How could such a rat be qualified to seize the opportunity? !
The powerful energy interweaves on this dead and silent continent, making the ground seem like it is about to explode.
These people may know each other and are very wary of each other.
It is precisely because of this knowledge that we are vigilant.
After a while, powerful spiritual fluctuations began to spread across the area, and there were even faint roars and explosions.
"This is the Void Sky!"
There is humanity.
"Is it really the Void Heaven? It is said that the tomb of the ancient emperor exists in the Void Heaven, and this token is the key to open the tomb... Now the key has led us here, maybe... the tomb of the emperor will be opened? Even if it is not the tomb of the emperor, it must be the burial place of the top cultivators in ancient times."
Many people began to breathe rapidly.
"The Emperor's tomb must be about to be opened. Otherwise...why would the token that has been silent and covered in dust for countless years suddenly emit divine light and guide us here?"
Many people laughed, and there was great anticipation in their smiles.
Saint Lord Beigong stood on the warship and glanced around coldly. He shook his hand and a token floated in front of him.
"The ancient emperor symbolizes an era. His tomb must contain supreme opportunities, or even the inheritance of the ancient emperor. I... will not give up easily."
Saint Beigong laughed.
He made harsh words and displayed his supreme aura, he was determined to seize this opportunity.
The next moment, he took a step forward, the warship roared, and slowly moved forward, causing the ground to constantly break into pieces.
Many people looked amused at the arrogant behavior of Saint Beigong. They thought that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and they were happy that Saint Beigong was so wanton and arrogant.
suddenly.
The figure wrapped in a black robe, sitting upright on the back of the bird of prey, uttered a low and solemn voice.
"Someone arrived before us... There are residual spiritual fluctuations here."
This person opened his mouth.
Many figures wrapped in black robes or under black robes changed their expressions.
"Did someone get there first?!"
The people present were no longer calm.
They all understood the significance of coming here now, and everyone came here to fight for the opportunity.
How could they let this opportunity go to someone else first? Without hesitation, these people moved.
The movement was like thunder across the sky, and even the void was shaking.
The terrifying aura crossed the sky, causing the earth to shake.
These people took out their tokens one after another. The tokens emitted light and, stimulated by their souls, blasted away into the distance.
…
Lu Fan didn't know what happened after he left.
At this moment, he was concentrating on chasing the token. He found that the speed of the token was even faster than the speed of the Thunder Technique when he used all his strength.
This aroused his competitive spirit.
A ray of white light and a flash of lightning passed across the dead and silent continent.
The further he flew, the more depressed Lu Fan felt, as if he was flying towards a great terror.
Lu Fan frowned, hesitating whether to continue.
However, Lu Fan shook his head. Since this token could be listed separately as a treasure by the system, it must be something special.
Lu Fan finally decided to continue watching.
Boom! It was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Gloomy and dark, the clouds in the sky were filled with a lot of dust, like a lead-gray world, full of desolation and deathly silence.
Flying over such a continent, Lu Fan also felt a huge heaviness in his heart.
I don’t know how long I flew.
Lu Fan noticed that the speed of the token had slowed down.
Hmm? Lu Fan was alert.
The lightning dissipated.
The Thousand Blade Chair was suspended in midair, with Lu Fan sitting on it, his white shirt fluttering.
The speed of the token gradually slowed down, and finally, it stopped floating completely.
Lu Fan frowned, raised his hand and grabbed the token.
He looked into the distance and his heart trembled. The scene before him was quite shocking.
At the end of the continent, there is a...tombstone that rises into the sky! Yes, it looks like an upright tombstone, engraved with all kinds of mysterious patterns. These patterns are all kinds of ancient mythical beasts, lifelike and full of terrifying sharpness.
Lu Fan only took a glance and felt his soul shaken, as if these mythical beasts came alive, roaring and roaring incessantly.
"tombstone?"
Lu Fan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
This tombstone was very strange. Lu Fan took a look and found that there were no words or epitaphs on it...
It is just a bare tombstone with a smooth surface.
A monument without words! Right and wrong, merits and demerits are left to be judged.
The owner of this tomb must be an extraordinary person as he dared to erect a tombstone without any words on it.
Perhaps these tokens were attracted by this tombstone.
Lu Fan sat upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, stroking his chin, as if thinking about something.
"The remains of a powerful man's tomb?"
Lu Fan created and arranged so many relics, so he naturally felt familiar and had a sense of déjà vu.
"Ruins and the like...are the most interesting."
Suddenly, just as Lu Fan was thinking.
The token trembled slightly, and soon, a ray of light was projected from it, shining on the tombstone.
The tombstone shook, and the next moment.
The earth roared and the dust rolled.
A cold and dark palace rose from the ground.
It was dead silent and without any signs of life, like a horrible dead place.
However, behind the tombstone without words, there is a palace.
The picture is magnificent.
I have to say, this relic... is very majestic, the palace is magnificent, and the ancient architectural style is simple and rough, as if it takes people back to the magnificent ancient era of spiritual practice.
It was as if what was before his eyes was not a cemetery, but a prosperous ancient city for spiritual practice.
Lu Fan grabbed the token, and the light of the token dimmed as if its spiritual energy was exhausted.
Sitting upright on the Thousand Blade Chair, floating through the air.
The wheels rustled as they rolled over the ground.
The palace is towering and the city gate is thousands of feet high.
Every brick and stone of the palace is filled with the energy of time, as if they had been buried from time immemorial until now.
Lu Fan raised his hand and placed his palm on a brick of the city gate.
It seemed as if I could feel the loneliness of the palace.
"Um?"
"There is no spiritual energy fluctuation at all... Is it really a relic?"
Lu Fan took out the token.
However, at this moment the token had already become very dim and had lost its divine light.
Lu Fan frowned slightly and pressed his palm against the city gate with a little force.
Boom! Lu Fan didn't know how terrible the power he released was.
However, the city gate remained motionless, without even a speck of dust falling off.
Frustrated.
He, Lu Pingan...was defeated!
Take a deep breath.
Lu Fan took out the token and pressed it against the city wall, but there was still no response.
This palace was like a desolate and dead place, without any response at all.
"So...what's the point of appearing here?"
Do you appreciate the grandeur of the palace?
Nothing can be as warm as his little island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Fan curled his lips.
Suddenly.
There was a strong aura bursting out in the distance, Lu Fan felt something in his heart and looked back.
It seems that one can see a terrifying and powerful person crossing over.
Someone is coming!
Lu Fan frowned.
So what if I come? I can't enter this ruins...
Suddenly, when Lu Fan had no idea what to do, a system prompt popped up in front of him.
This made Lu Fan a little surprised.
"The rules cut off all spiritual energy, and the netherworld gathers in the void sky."
"It has been detected that the host has encountered an ancient tomb ruins with depleted spiritual energy. Friendly reminder, if you collect more than ten 'Nameless Orders', you will be granted the right to move the ancient tomb ruins once."
After the system prompt, it fell silent.
Lu Fan took a deep breath.
"The right to move the ancient tomb ruins once?"
Lu Fan couldn't help but ask.
However, the system did not give any response, no matter how Lu Fan called out.
"The ancient tomb ruins cannot be opened because this place is in the Rule Heaven, and the spiritual energy has been cut off. The lack of spiritual energy cannot support the opening of the ancient tomb ruins..."
Lu Fan's mind moved, and he exerted his authority to release his spiritual energy.
However, I was reminded that it is no longer within the scope of placement.
"It is impossible to release spiritual energy. In other words, if we want to open the ruins, we have to move it. Where should we move it? A place with spiritual energy... Where is there spiritual energy?"
Lu Fan stroked his chin, his mind racing.
Soon, his eyes lit up.
"Are we going to move this ancient tomb to Wuhuang?"
"Isn't this... not good?"
"I, Lu Ping'an, am an upright person. How could I do such a shameful thing?"
Lu Fan frowned.
far away.
The terrifying sound of breaking air swept over.
The next moment, a warship collapsed the void and approached rapidly.
The nothingness seemed to be breaking into pieces.
On the warship, there stood a burly and heroic figure with his hands behind his back. His aura was like a sharp sword, ready to chop down the stars in the sky.
Lu Fan glanced at this person. Behind this person, there was a strong aura approaching.
Saint Beigong naturally also saw Lu Fan.
"Such a weak aura...Qi Condensation Stage?"
"There is actually someone at the Qi Condensation Stage appearing in front of the Great Emperor's tomb?"
Saint Beigong was somewhat confused.
But he sensed again and again that Lu Fan was still in the ordinary Qi Condensation Stage, and even... he had not yet reached the Perfect Qi Condensation Stage.
suddenly.
Saint Beigong's eyes lit up as he saw the dim token in Lu Fan's hand.
He looked at the token in his hand that was shining with divine light, then looked at the plain and dull token in Lu Fan's hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
"It seems that he is a lucky person who got the key to the Emperor's Tomb by chance..."
Saint Beigong chuckled.
What a presence he was, he could tell at a glance that Lu Fan's bone age was only in his teens, such a young man must be in the Qi Condensation Stage without a doubt.
Could a teenager be a hidden power?
Even if he is a favored child of the first or second level high martial arts world, he can't be so evil.
Therefore, Saint Beigong did not take Lu Fan seriously at all.
Looking at the magnificent palace, Saint Lord Beigong was overwhelmed with emotion.
It seems to be the tomb of an ancient emperor!
If he could get a chance from it, he would be able to soar into the sky! The next moment, he stopped talking nonsense.
"Hand over the token."
A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Saint Lord Beigong, rumbling!
The energy suddenly burst out like a dragon, and the earth shook.
Lu Fan's token was directly taken into his pocket by him. If he got one more token, he might get one more opportunity.
"snort!"
"Everyone who sees it gets a share. Saint Beigong wants to keep it all for himself, which is not a good idea."
However, Saint Lord Beigong had just made his move.
In the distance, a figure wrapped in a black robe burst out with extremely powerful means. Energy condensed into a palm and slapped towards the Holy Lord Beigong.
Unexpectedly, a strong man appeared and wanted to compete with Saint Lord Beigong for the token in Lu Fan's hand.
A series of powerful auras came across.
The terrifying murderous intent, like weapons and iron cavalry, lingers in this area and range.
All of a sudden, the place became filled with murderous intent and a solemn atmosphere.
Lu Fan was somewhat speechless.
He did nothing, didn't even speak.
These people, without saying a word, killed him and wanted to fight for the token in his hand...
Just because you have a good temper, do you deserve to be bullied? So what if I give you a token?
Can you open this relic? Lu Fan shook his head.
He, Lu Ping'an, had always been a non-confrontational person, but these people were going too far.
Moreover, once you have collected ten tokens, you can take the remains of the tomb home.
Lu Fan thought about it...
It seems... quite a good deal.
PS: I was typing in a coffee shop, and the waiter poured me a drink, so the update is late, please vote~ (End of this chapter)