“Buzz………………………………………………………………………………”

In the cave, there were only a slight and slightest sound of friction in the beginning, but it slowly began to change;

This sound began to become stronger and stronger, gradually forming a resonance, constantly echoing deep in the mountains, as if the long-silent curtain was slowly being pulled up, and the dust that condensed the breath of a long time was slowly fading away. The rust on the sword slowly fell off, waiting for the return of his master!

The cave is almost sealed, and wind cannot be allowed to enter in a few gaps. However, at this time, gusts of cold wind began to blew in the depths of the mountain. The wind was invisible and formed a spiral nest. The groundwater flow in the cave began to freeze, and the surrounding rock walls were also hung with layers of frost.

This mountain is called "Karul" by the nearby indigenous people. "Karul" means "coffin" in this indigenous language, and it is the kind of coffin used by nobles during their burial.

The shape of this mountain actually has no similarity to the coffin. There are many different opinions on why this name has been passed down.

In the past, this mountain belonged to a country with a strong national strength. The monarch of this country called itself a "descendant of the immortal clan", and members of the royal family also called themselves the people of the immortal election. The meaning is actually not much different from the "Son of Heaven". It is nothing more than pulling a sacred cloak on oneself to strengthen oneself as the theoretical basis of the ruling class.

According to internal records of the royal family of this country, thousands of years ago, an immortal came here with five hundred selected boys and girls. The royal family was the descendants of this group of boys and girls, so they called themselves descendants of the immortals.

But now the specificity of this is no longer verified, and whether it is true or not can be proofreaded. Of course, no one really looks at this. The ruling class of most countries in the world will proclaim that they are the son of heaven or descendants of a certain god.

For the middle and lower aboriginal people, this originally powerful country seemed to have undergone great changes overnight and fell apart. All the nearby tribes that had surrendered to this country began to independence and counterattack. However, this royal family, which was said to be protected by immortals, failed to have flying immortals to protect them this time like in the crisis before. Even the capital was captured by foreign tribes a few years ago.

Such things are actually happening constantly between the various systematic powers and civilizations in this world. For this world, the experience of productivity determining the social system and form cannot be applied, because this is a high-martial world. A truly powerful country is actually equivalent to a powerful sect, which has its own peak power.

The invasion of the audience caused the peak powers of these great powers to be destroyed, and the consequences of the collapse of the superstructure directly led to the collapse of the entire national system.

The chaos in this world is becoming increasingly intense, and miracles are also frequently seen. It is circulating everywhere that see immortals kill monsters or see the battle between immortals and gods, just like the reappearance of the plot of the "Fengshen List". In fact, for that world, "Fengshen Romance" was compiled by the Ming Dynasty novelist Xu Zhonglin based on folk legends. Hell is nothing more than a legend left by the ancient battlefield of the Qin Dynasty. Then "Fengshen Romance" is actually more like a legend formed by radio listeners who hunted fish that missed the net after the demise of the Qin Dynasty.

In fact, the audience's invasion of this world has lasted for nearly two hundred years. When another world began the industrial revolution, it marked the end of the radio's transformation of that world. Below, batches of big-name listeners were created to go to this battlefield.

The group of big shots in the early stages were the most pitiful. When they were sent here, they would face several times their opponents. Therefore, in fact, in the past 100 years, although the radio trains continued to attract people here, it did not have much obvious impact on the secular world of this world.

Just like when Su Bai absorbed the memories of the ancient blood clan in the past, he could still see Alexander and his army defeating the demon god who came to the darkness in Egypt.

But as the peak combat power of this world continues to fade, the balance will eventually be broken one day, and since then, the collapse of the original order of the entire world has begun in recent decades.

The broadcast doesn't mind completely mudging this river. It needs to remove fish and shrimp that it doesn't need, and then it will naturally take time to re-cultivate the fry.

At the moment, the sound of the deep mountains seemed to have reached a peak, and even the mountain began to tremble slightly.

"Bang………………"

A crisp sound came from the cave, and a jade coffin cracked at this time, and then white air was revealed, and then the coffin completely shattered.

An old man with all-white hair and beard was lying there like a mummy. At first, he was motionless, but slowly, he began to have a heartbeat. The heartbeat was originally inaudible, but after a while, it began to become vigorous and powerful, and the rhythmic beating sound kept echoing in the cave.

The old man's originally shriveled body began to slowly fill up and gradually become fuller, and even slowly transformed from his original appearance of a mummy into a fairy-like temperament.

He is sacred and solemn, as if his hair and skin contain the principles of heaven and earth.

A whisk floated out and landed on the old man's chest, releasing a faint purple light. The former magic weapon sensed the master's awakening and came to wait.

The old man's eyes slowly opened at this time, as if a dazzling light appeared in a cave, and it also seemed like something was broken at this time.

"Oh……………………"

A long sound came from the old man's throat. The turbidity that had been lying over two thousand years ago dissipated at this time. He slowly stood up, and his body kept making crisp sounds during the action. This was not decay, but a symbol of rebirth.

The bones and muscles became a little stiff due to too long silence, but the brilliance in the old man's eyes began to become clearer and clearer.

He raised his left hand and calculated his fingers. The conclusion he came to made a sigh on his face, but it was soon replaced by a sense of tenacity.

He raised his whisk and gently waved it around.

He shouted in a hoarse but sonorous tone:

"Rare Old Qin!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The nearly five hundred coffins surrounding the old man were trembling violently at this time, and the seals on the lid of the coffin collapsed at this time, and cold corpses sank into the forehead of each corpse, but these chariot papers quickly began to burn and eventually turned into ashes and dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of terrifying auras burst out, and the beasts within a hundred miles were subconsciously crawling on the ground at this time, and some of them were even more scared and died of death.

A huge cloud condensed from above the mountain, covering the sky and the sun, bringing terrifying and majestic pressure.

The next moment,

Five hundred soldiers wearing Qin army armor opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were still bright red from the blood of the robes that were stained with the blood of the robes. They also carried the evil spirit that came out of the sea of ​​corpses.

They were sealed and they were sleeping all the time. They just had to wait for the call of the old man, so for them, lying for two thousand years is actually similar to the feeling of sleeping for ordinary people.

They did not realize how long two thousand years were. They felt that yesterday, they were still fighting against the darkness, and their robes were integrated into their bodies as sacrifices. It seemed that something had just happened.

They are ready to go, but they are still in a fight;

"Go to the national crisis together!"

Five hundred evil stars whistle to the sky together,

For a moment, the mountain began to collapse, amid the roars,

Come out with an army with death and iron blood will,

They were wearing armor that surprised the indigenous people of this world.

They maintained the most rigorous military formation of the Qin Dynasty in the past.

A poem of Qin Feng slowly rippled out silently, as if the huge dynasty of the past was reappeared at this time,

dark,

bring it on,

This war,

I, Daqin,

Haven't lost yet!

"God of old Qin, we will go to the national crisis together,

Be brave and brave, and restore my country.

The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will never stop!

A century of national hatred is hard to calm down!

Qin has Ruishi, who will compete with him!"

The war drums started again,

The war song is sung again,

Behind this army, Xu Fu, whose hair and beard were white, had tears in his eyes. He had already calculated a lot of things.

The ancestor dragon has fallen, and the eldest son has fallen,

The great Qin Dynasty in the past is now only the only oneself and the group of people around him.

But national hatred,

If there is blood to repay you!

Xu Fu closed his eyes and kept counting his fingers. Then, light spots appeared in his mind. These were the specific positions under the dark army.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Fu shouted:

"Support the flag!"

A big flag was raised, and the black flag contained the vigorous character "Qin".

"Rise!"

Fifty Qin soldiers, who were like demons, carried a long-fading imperial carriage on their shoulders. In the past, this imperial carriage should have been on the black dragon. Zulong sat here to lead the Qin army to sweep across the six kingdoms and sit with it to fight with the darkness. Countless Qin tigers surrounded this imperial carriage and followed the First Emperor to the death.

It’s a pity that the Ancestral Dragon had already died, but as long as the imperial carriage is still there, it is like the scheming Ancestral Dragon in the past still sitting inside.

Xu Fu raised his head and looked at the imperial carriage with a hint of respect and humility.

Ancestral Dragon,

Wait,

You can continue watching in the carriage,

Looking at the men,

How to avenge the Qin Dynasty.

"Get up and attack!" Xu Fu waved the whisk at the two closest light spots.

"Raging wind!"

"Raging wind!"

The demonic flames surging around the five hundred evil stars, and they rushed towards their first target of revenge with a majestic murderous intent.

A different world,

The same opponent,

This battle,

Two thousand years later,
Chapter completed!