Royal attack?
Chen Qiye even felt a creepy feeling in his heart.
The world of cultivation is ancient, vast, and mysterious!
The highest level awakened person that Chen Qiye came into contact with in the back mountain of Qingxuan Sect was only at the level of Half-Step Emperor. In Qingxuan Sect, it was rumored that the terrifying existence above Half-Step Emperor was only in the deepest part of the ancestral tomb in the back mountain.
Chen Qiye had seen the Thirteenth Ancestor of the Qingxuan Sect up close.
However, the Thirteenth Ancestor's true strength has not yet reached the level of a Half-Step Emperor!
"Everyone listen up, advance in the southeast direction towards the Desolate Emperor Divine Mountain."
"Seventh Master, be prepared. We may have to use that thing. Our goal this time is to snatch the heart of the Desolate Emperor. We can get this heart at any cost."
The Ninth Prince's gaze did not linger on Chen Qiye for long.
He turned his head and looked towards the deepest part of the mountains. There was an obvious hot and terrifying dark color in his eyes!
As soon as the words fell!
Prince Tianqi and the old man have already moved!
The people of the Apocalypse Dynasty also quickly advanced towards the depths of the mountains. They were very methodical, as if they had practiced this many times.
The people of Qingxuan Sect quickly regained some composure after a brief moment of excitement and ecstasy.
For now, they all have to obey the orders of the Apocalypse Dynasty!
"Qiye, follow me later. We are only responsible for picking up some leaks. Our combat power is not enough to participate in the frontal battlefield."
"You are now an imperial scale. No matter what, you cannot allow any accidents to happen."
The people from Qingxuan Sect also quickly followed the people from Tianqi Dynasty according to the direction planned in advance, and the second uncle looked at Chen Qiye.
"Second Master, in front, do you feel that something is wrong here?"
"Is it just that the top powers here are trying to snatch the Emperor's Divine Coffin? The Emperor's Divine Mountain should have existed here for countless years, right? Why would the major powers come here to snatch it at this point in time?"
Chen Qiye calmed down even faster.
Seeing that the people from the Tianqi Dynasty were rapidly advancing into the depths of the mountains, Chen Qiye lowered his voice and quickly said something to his second uncle.
No matter how many things you have, you have to survive before you can use them.
When Chen Qiye opened his mouth, his eyes quickly swept over the Goddess of Yuhua, the corpse of the Taishi Sect, and the heir of the Thirteen Bandits.
They have not left yet. At the same time, from beginning to end, they did not easily participate in the previous battle unless they received any other orders from Chen Qiye.
The Ninth Prince of Tianqi also saw them, but there were so many powerful forces here that the Ninth Prince of Tianqi didn't seem to care much about their existence.
even!
The ninth prince of Tianqi hardly spoke to them.
King does not meet king!
When the unrivaled geniuses from the top forces truly communicate in the process of competing for the throne of the emperor, blood is often shed!
Whether it is experience or a fight between life and death!
In particular, two top geniuses who are completely strangers to each other may, under special circumstances, actually fight each other for life and death in order to compete for an opportunity!
The road to becoming a genius is dazzling, but it is also bloody and cruel!
When one emperor succeeds, ten thousand proud skeletons will be destroyed!
This is definitely not an empty talk!
"There are signs. Half a month ago, a massive earth dragon flipped over in the Great Desert. Thousands of miles of mountains and hills showed horrible cracks and rolling."
"This huge earth dragon flipping over has surpassed any other record. In the Desolate Emperor's Divine Mountain, during this huge earth dragon flipping over, a crack appeared in the emperor's pattern. An ancient book once recorded: When the earth dragon flips over, the Desolate Emperor's coffin will emerge!"
"In the past half month, all the top forces have used many methods and special forbidden tools, and have deduced that the tomb of the Desolate Emperor is indeed about to be revealed!"
The second uncle of Qingxuan Sect was about to follow and quickly explained the situation here to Chen Qiye.
earthquake?
Chen Qiye paused slightly when he heard the voice.
"Chen Qiye, I can cooperate with you. The reward is the heart of the emperor. Are you willing?"
suddenly!
Just when Chen Qiye was communicating with his second uncle, the remnant of human skin that Chen Qiye had sealed secretly and strangely transmitted a voice to Chen Qiye!
“Rustle! Rustle…”
Among the mountains, the top forces acted quickly.
And it was at this moment!
Beyond the mountains, the wind blew.
The wind blows and the yellow sand flows.
suddenly!
In the endless desert, a hand suddenly emerged from deep under the sand.
Anyone?
No!
That hand was actually made entirely of sand!
As that hand emerged from deep underground, a shoulder, head, neck, and torso made entirely of sand mysteriously crawled out of the sand.
“Clatter…”
As it crawled out, behind it, in the desert, tens of thousands of hands made entirely of sand stretched out from the ground almost at the same time.
The sand trembles, hands, shake!
In the center of this endless hand of sand, there was a huge coffin that was more than ten meters long and was made entirely of sand. At this moment, it also emerged horrifyingly from under the ground!
The vast desert was desolate and silent, with the sun shining brightly in the sky. Endless sand men and sand coffins appeared, and clouds thousands of miles long suddenly gathered above the desert.
At the same time, on the westernmost side of the endless mountains, in a clear mountain stream.
“Crash!”
In the stream, there was a skeleton that looked like it had been rotting for countless years. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the rubble at the bottom of the stream.
The rubble on its body broke apart, and then its entire body actually walked out from the bottom of the river.
“Crack…”
The strange and mysterious white skeleton glanced around and moved its body. The endless terrifying void around its body trembled strangely!
"Desolate Emperor Divine Mountain... How many years have passed? Does anyone still remember who I am?"
"Who am I...Who am I..."
The white bones shook strangely, and then they opened their mouths. Their voices seemed to come from the endless abyss!
“Crash!”
The strange skeleton opened its mouth, and not far behind it, there was a pitch-black black-sailed boat that also seemed to be on the water and had been traveling for hundreds of years.
At this moment, it wandered alone behind the white bones.
"Are you awake?"
"Do you still remember that woman from that year? She was dressed in red, and there were corpses everywhere. She had been looking for you for more than three thousand years. If she died, do you think it would still matter who you are?"
The boat rocked in the creek!
In the cabin of the black-sailed boat, a cold voice suddenly sounded at this moment!
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