Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 370 God's Tomb
"What is this place? It looks like a big coffin." Qing Qian patted his horse forward and smiled.

"This is the tomb of the gods. All the gods who died on the battlefield of the gods will be buried here." Jiang Yan said solemnly.

The god mentioned here is a real god-level powerhouse, who can go to the sky and enter the earth, and is omnipotent. If I use one sentence to describe it, it is that I will let thousands of people go.

Those demigods can only be buried among the mountains, but the gods have specially built cemeteries. You must know that those demigods alone are far more than the so-called fifth-level advanced players, let alone the real god-level powerhouses.

Jiang Yan got off his horse, raised his hand and applied a group invisibility technique, and then carefully entered the tomb of the god with the little beauty.

From the outside, the tomb of the gods is quite huge, and the feeling is even more obvious when you enter the inside. What you see is an extremely empty hall, with hundreds of giant white jade pillars that can only be embraced by dozens of people.

The entire hall was empty, and there was no one in sight.

"Lemon, what's going on? Didn't you say there was a gravekeeper inside?" Qingqian asked suspiciously.

Jiang Yan squinted his eyes, also a little strange.

As the burial place of real god-level powerhouses, there are many living demigod powerhouses guarding them in the god-level tombs, called gravekeepers.

Although the demons organized manpower to capture the tomb of the gods, drove away the tomb guards, and tried to demonize the god-level powerhouses, but they would not let outsiders in.

At this moment, Jiang Yan moved his eyes, but saw countless scratches on a pillar not far away.

Those scratches were deep and shallow, and he could almost recognize them at a glance.

"Sword Qi Slash, Fury Slash the World, Great Bright Arrow, Meteor Fire Rain."

His gaze fell to the bottom of the pillar, and he even saw some flowing dark red liquid, like magma deep in the ground, exuding a terrifying burning sensation.

"The meteorite fell from the sky, and it seems that there are still some thunder spells left."

Jiang Yan murmured.

"Could it be that some players have already come here?" Qingqian was surprised.

Jiang Yan opened the friend list, waited for a while, shook his head and said: "The news from Xiaodou, whether it is Darkness, Qingmei or Aotian, is organizing players who meet the requirements above level 100, and have not left yet."

After all, in the eyes of many people, there is still enough time. Before that, it is natural that the more people there are, the better.

Just like Jiang Yan, who has more than five pieces of legendary equipment, as long as he wants to average the equipment, he can bring four fifth-level players into here.

At present, the number of players in each guild's fifth advancement varies, but at least there are more than 30 players. But when it comes to legendary equipment, the number of players in each guild will not exceed [-].

Even if it is to fight tigers tonight, after statistics, there are only a dozen or so people who meet the requirements for entering the Battlefield of Gods.

"Could it be people from other main cities? The troubled times of Stormwind City, the throne of Dark Cloud City, or the Holy Inquisition of Skystar City?"

"No." Jiang Yan lowered his head in thought.

He and the troubled times, the throne, the Holy Judgment and others have already passed the gas, not to mention that the battlefield of the gods has not really opened, even if it is opened now, they will not send people to enter.

"If it's not a player from China." Jiang Yan said suddenly with a flash of light in his eyes.

"You mean!" Qingqian suddenly remembered something and was slightly startled.

"Come with me!"

With a low snort, Jiang Yan once again blessed the group to be invisible, and galloped in one direction.

In the empty hall, there are more than 30 passages, but Jiang Yan chose one of them without hesitation.

This passage leads to him and Qingqian's destination, it would not be a good thing if someone gets there first!
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan started to travel thousands of miles, and pulled Qingqian to run at a high speed.

The red wolf king's cloak rattled behind him. Fortunately, Qingqian also had a few pieces of equipment that increased his movement speed, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep up with Jiang Yan.

After a while, ear-piercing screams came from the front of the passage, and there was the faint sound of swords.

Jiang Yan and Qingqian looked at each other, and stepped forward quietly.

A dozen meters away, an extremely black humanoid creature was entangled with a player wielding a sword.

The player exudes various colors, faintly visible faint multicolored light and an inch of orange light.

He is like a ghost, moving in the narrow passage with incomparable dexterity, and with every movement or jump, the sword light that emerges from the sword also mercilessly slashes at the pitch-black monster.

Accompanied by the splashed green liquid, it left deep sword marks on the monster.

This pitch-black humanoid monster was the half-demon powerhouse who died thousands of years ago, and the ear-piercing screams came from its mouth.

"Go, GO, Go!" The sword-wielding player yelled several times, and the long sword transformed into several afterimages, which fell on the monster like rain.

One after another, the damage value rose one after another, and the output of each attack was more than tens of thousands, which was very terrifying!
The half-demon roared and trembled, and a flicker appeared behind the sword-wielding player. A faint black phantom emerged from behind it, and thick arms emerged from the phantom, forming two extremely hideous giant ghosts. Claws, grabbing the sword-wielding player head-on.

At this moment, there was a loud sound of being torn apart in the air, and with a bang, a huge transparent arrow of light emerged out of thin air, piercing through the two ferocious ghost claws like lightning.

The half-demon screamed in pain, but before it could react, a white beam of light descended from the sky, covering the phantom behind it.

The sound of zi la zi la came, the phantom was already very faint, but at this moment it trembled even more, and it actually disappeared under the beam of light.

It was only then that Jiang Yan and Qingqian realized that beside the sword-wielding man, an elf archer and a priest player appeared.

"It's a foreigner!" Jiang Yan said.

"And it's American." Qingqian added.

Looking at Jiang Yan's puzzled look, Qingqian smiled and said, "Didn't he just say go, that's the pronunciation of an American."

Although Jiang Yan's English ability is limited, he still knows American English and British English. He nodded, swept his eyes from a distance, and said:

"A level 102 priest, two legendary weapons, the healing capacity is about 2+, and the life will not exceed 8 points."

"A level 103 archer, three legendary weapons, and a bright arrow with binding effect, fast attack speed and high attack."

"The strongest one is the sword-wielding man, whose level is unknown, above level 105, and at least two legendary weapons." Jiang Yan paused, "A sub-sacred weapon."

After listening to Jiang Yan's narration, Qingqian's eyes lit up, and she looked over.

Even she only has four legendary weapons. In comparison, these three foreigners can be regarded as wealthy.

Jiang Yan didn't know that she was thinking of murdering and stealing goods. Although she kept telling the little beauty to be an upright person, there were more than 30 passages in the tomb of the gods, and these three people chose this one and came here , how could Jiang Yan not understand?

If he guessed right, these three people might have the opposite mission to him and Qingqian, just like meeting Aotian for the first time.

Jiang Yan and Qingqian wanted to deliver food and grass, while Aotian was tasked with intercepting food and grass.

Even if it is not the opposite hostile mission, it is exactly the same mission. As far as Jiang Yan knows, there will not be too many of the same hidden occupation.

In other words, he and the three players on the opposite side are in a life-and-death competition, let alone three foreigners.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yan made a decision.

"The priest will leave it to you, and I will deal with the archer and swordsman."

He buffed the group invisibility again, and Qingqian and Qingqian slowly separated from each other.

(End of this chapter)