"In half a day, the imperial mausoleum was filled with blood. What happened..."

On a high building, Chen Ming stood there, looking into the distance with a solemn face.

In his eyes, golden Buddha power flowed from time to time, making his eyes golden, and his vision was different from usual.

In his eyes, blood light shot into the sky in the direction of the imperial mausoleum in the distance. The dazzling blood light was ominous and terrifying. Even if Chen Ming wanted to ignore it, he couldn't ignore it.

In just half a day, the changes there were really big. First there was blood, then there was the roar of vitality. At the end, there was a palpitating aura that almost made everyone who could feel it suffocate.

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"The movement has stopped. Is it because the people there have left, or..."

Chen Ming looked calmly into the distance, carefully feeling the fluctuations of the aura there, and captured some familiar energy that made the blood in his body tremble. A long-hidden power was rising and becoming active.

Feeling this, his eyes were deep and he sighed softly in his heart: "The power of the Yueshan Sword's magic weapon..."

Once on Yueshan Mountain, he had been baptized by the Yueshan Sword. He possessed part of the divine weapon power of the Yueshan Sword in his body, but it was not activated and had been in a deep sleep.

But at this moment, infected by a certain aura in the distance, the power of the divine weapon in his body spontaneously revived, echoing a certain aura in the distance.

Chen Ming knew exactly what this meant.

"Someone has used the magical power of the Yueshan Sword. Is it Zhongqiu..."

He thought to himself, and after a slight hesitation, he took steps and walked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Not long after, he walked to the ruins of the imperial mausoleum.

In just a few days, the once bustling imperial mausoleum had turned into ruins, with almost no complete buildings visible.

As he walked among them, through the blessing of the Buddha's power in his body, Chen Ming could still see scarlet blood rising to the sky everywhere, carrying some resentment and hatred that could not be worn away for a long time.

This is the trace left after the death of the innate strong man. His soul is tenacious and will last forever. Even if he dies, it cannot be completely eliminated and will last for a long period of time.

After just walking casually for a moment, Chen Ming discovered at least three places where the innate strong men had fallen.

"How many people died..."

Chen Ming murmured to himself, his eyes constantly shifting around, searching.

He was looking for traces of the Yueshan Sword, trying to explore what happened that day through the few traces left by the Yueshan Sword, hoping to get some truth and the final result of that day.

Finally, following the power of the divine weapon in his body, he walked to the center of the imperial mausoleum and saw something there.

Through induction, in a trance, he saw a young man holding a golden Yueshan knife, smashing the entire imperial mausoleum into pieces with one blow, and then walked into the mausoleum in the center of the imperial mausoleum.

That person was none other than Zhong Qiu, whom Yue Shan had met once before.

Following the pictures that came to his mind, Chen Ming also walked towards the mausoleum, but in the end he was shocked by the appearance of that place.

At the central mausoleum of the imperial mausoleum, I don't know what happened in this place. The surrounding ground is filled with the remnants of a frightening aura. The surrounding vitality seems to have been suppressed. There is a huge remnant of divine power entrenched in this place.

Just walking to this place made Chen Ming feel palpitations in his heart. His body, which was originally strong enough to carry mountains, seemed to have endured a lot, and he felt a mighty majesty.

With a movement in his heart, the internal energy in his body surged up and blessed him. This made the pressure on his body lessened and he felt much more at ease.

"This breath seems to be spreading from the tomb..."

After carefully exploring the surroundings, Chen Ming discovered that the remnants of divine power here were centered on the center of the tomb. The closer to the central tomb, the stronger the surrounding pressure became.

Feeling this, he raised his head, with Buddha's power flashing in front of his eyes, and looked at the tomb.

Under the vision blessed by Buddha's power, the vision in front of me has changed somewhat.

In the tomb, strange and mysterious runes were flickering, looking extremely mysterious every moment, with a unique charm that involuntarily attracted people's attention.

In that mausoleum, a dense pile of runes flickered, filling a coffin inside, but there were some gaps, and a shape could be vaguely seen.

"Is this... a person?"

Chen Ming hesitated, and thought of many things at this moment: "There is a corpse, or a person was lying inside, but now he is missing?"

At this time, a very low sound sounded in Chen Ming's ears. It was an extremely weak heartbeat. If Chen Ming's facial features were not extremely sharp, it would be almost impossible to detect it.

"who?"

He shouted loudly, but received no response, as if it was just an illusion.

So, following the vague feeling, Chen Ming stepped forward, waved one arm, and swept away the ruins, revealing what was behind him.

It was a woman dressed in black who was buried under a pile of rubble. Her entire body was broken, half of her body was broken off, two legs and one right arm were broken off, and she looked very miserable.

But what is surprising is that even though her injuries have reached such an extent, she is still not dead. There is a weak vitality left in her body, and her vitality is so tenacious that Chen Ming can't help but be surprised.

What surprised Chen Ming even more was that Chen Ming felt a faint pressure on this woman, coming from instinct.

The strength of the woman in front of him during her lifetime was probably much higher than that of Chen Ming at this moment. Even though she was on the verge of death, her transcendent essence still existed, which made Chen Ming feel a pressure.

"The strong power of the divine weapon is entwined. This woman has the aura of the Yueshan Sword on her body. She was exposed to the Yueshan Sword during her lifetime..."

Chen Ming's eyes flashed with Buddha light, and he strode forward with one hand on the woman.

boom!!

A roaring sound came instantly, and with the contact with the woman, the power of the divine weapon in Chen Ming's body suddenly boiled, and it resonated with the aura of the Yueshan Sword outside, and a scene emerged in Chen Ming's mind.

On the ruins of the imperial mausoleum, did the golden sword pass across it? It was like the golden sun crossing the sky, emitting majestic power.

Inside the mausoleum, there was a man with a majestic figure, a stern face, and a mighty dragon energy all over his body. He swung out a punch, causing heaven and earth to fall.

"Ah!! Taizu!!"

A ferocious scream sounded.

The man had a cold expression and punched out, causing golden dragon shadows to fly all over the sky. He tore the body of an old man in black robes apart, leaving black blood on the ground. The remaining waves fell on the woman beside him, severely injuring her and on the verge of death.

Then a touch of gold flashed across, and the golden Yueshan Sword flew away, escaping from this place. Then the figure who was suspected to be Daqian Taizu also moved away, following the Yueshan Sword.

The vitality began to explode at this moment, and the agitation of divine power submerged the place. The domineering and unparalleled martial arts will lingered here, completely submerging the rest of the scene, making it difficult to see clearly.

Didi la...

There was a sharp sound as blood fell to the ground.

Unknowingly, Chen Ming's body cracked, and golden blood dripped from his Buddha eyes, continuously flowing outward.

When the power of the divine weapon was surging just now, he seemed to have activated the remaining divine power in the woman, and suffered a direct backlash, almost being seriously injured by the backlash.

"Taizu Daqian..."

He retracted his arm and recalled the scene he had just seen. Chen Ming's face was solemn, and he felt that he undoubtedly knew some secrets.

Taizu Daqian eight hundred years ago is still alive today.

If this matter were told, I'm afraid it would break the news. There would be a group of people who were shocked and couldn't believe this fact.

But if you think about it carefully, this may not be impossible.

"After a warrior is promoted to Xiantian, his life span can be at least one hundred. If he practices special longevity skills, it is not impossible to live to more than two hundred years..."

Chen Ming's eyes flashed, and he thought quietly: "Although Taizu Daqian's cultivation back then is unclear, he was at least above the great master, and at least he was a master of heaven and man."

This is not an ordinary world, but a world where martial arts prevail.

In this world, if Taizu Daqian could climb to the top, he must be a world-class warrior who could dominate his entire life, otherwise he would not be able to reach the top.
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