sorcery

Chapter 468 The Awakened Mummy

In the unknown world, beyond all things, even in the eternal darkness of time, space, and fate...

Like the depths of the chaos, the sky and the earth are extremely extreme, and the distant primordial world has never been reached by anyone, and even the void is known.

Lonely and lonely, desolate and endless, without any breath of life, only nothingness and silence.

But in this ancient void, there are countless corpses of strange creatures, war weapons, war fortresses, wrecks of huge warships, and even pieces of irregular and dilapidated suspended land.

Eternal death, eternal desolation.

In this unknown void, the bloodiest and most tragic war ever broke out.

Maybe this place used to be a powerful world. Gain's war broke the world and destroyed everything that used to be. Everything is silent in this dark void.

The past has already disappeared in the long river of time, and it is completely dusty, and I don't know how many eras it has crossed.

Suddenly, in the depths of the chaotic darkness that had been silent for an unknown number of years, a blue light shone, like the light of creation piercing through the darkness.

It was a giant blue hand with misty blue light, like a dream. Who would have thought that there would be living creatures appearing in this eternally silent darkness.

In the deep silence of the giant hand, this is a dilapidated black ancient warship. The whole body is pitch-black and endless. It is unknown what material it is made of. There are countless ancient symbols engraved on it. It does not belong to any era and is full of vicissitudes of time.

The ancient warship seemed to have been forcibly cut off by someone, and the incision on the hull is as smooth as new, and the terrifying sword intent left on it can still be vaguely felt, which is eternal and eternal.

In particular, the ancient warships have been suspended here for many years and have been silent for many epochs. Perhaps there is no passage of time here, only the desolation of the past.

The ancient warship was dilapidated, but it was still very large. It was still more than ten miles long and half a mile wide. On the empty deck at the bow, lay a broken and almost decayed mummy.

Half of the mummy's body was almost cut off, leaving only one leg and one arm, but even so, one could still feel a powerful aura from his body.

It was a kind of unyielding thought to conquer the eternal era and shatter the ten directions of the world, just like the strongest who ruled from ancient times.

Although the tiger is dead, its majesty still remains...

At this moment, in front of the mummy, which has been silent for an unknown number of years and is also silent for eternity, a cyan light unexpectedly appeared, which spanned an unknown number of epochs before it reached this eternally silent sky.

A dilapidated life imprint faintly appeared in this cyan radiance, all spirits in the world, every plant and tree, all had their own unique life imprints.

Even if the soul dies and the true spirit disappears, as long as the imprint of life is still there, after countless years of reincarnation, it can still reappear in the world.

If the imprint of life disappears, it means eternal annihilation, and all traces of existence in the world will be completely wiped out. This is a more terrifying existence than death.

Eternal emptiness, desolation and silence on the ancient warship, only the blue light flickers on and off, and the imprint of life in it seems to disappear at any time.

I don't know how much time has passed, maybe there is no time at all...

Suddenly, the mummy, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, trembled, and the silent dark void seemed to be trapped in endless fragmentation.

Shattered, annihilated, nothingness...

The sky is collapsing, the darkness is violent, and the eternal silence is like an invisible storm of shadows.

Suddenly, the mummy's eyes slowly opened, the sky and the earth were broken, the galaxy was reversed, time and space collapsed, and it didn't even know how many eras it had seen through.

Terror, the real great terror, can shatter the world at a glance, annihilate the ages, and shatter the Dao of the Ten Directions.

"Ji...Yuan...End...End..."

"New...epoch...yuan..."

"I... haven't... died..."

"Who... dares... to re... open... Ji... Yuan..."

Mysterious syllables were uttered from the mouth of the mummy. This language does not belong to any era. It is full of mystery and obscurity, and it is also full of inexplicable divine power...

Coercing the eternal era, shattering the eternal heavens.

Looking down on the past and present, the supreme invincible.

"The... chance... not... to..."

"But... my... a... family... when... then... now..."

"Ji...Yuan...End...head..."

"People... Dao... Yong... Prosperity..."

Another ancient syllable was uttered from the mouth of the mummy, echoing in this dead world, like an immortal king...

After saying that, the arm of the mummy was raised, the withered fingers stretched out, and a drop of blood dripped from the fingertips...

A drop of extremely crimson blood, filled with countless ancient imprints, intertwined and intertwined, showing an imposing manner of endless terror. If it flows out, it is enough to destroy the world.

The blood merged into the cyan radiant life imprint, and the ancient imprint showed miraculous power, and the life imprint was restored.

I don't know how many years have passed, and with the interlacing of blue light, the imprint of life trembles violently, and a ghost shadow can be seen faintly flickering.

The cyan radiance stretched out countless silk threads, which seemed to turn into a cocoon, completely wrapping the blood essence and soul shadow, and just fell silent on the ancient warship.

The ancient mummy looked at the blue silk cocoon in front of him below, and stretched out his trembling arms, but when he touched it, he retracted.

"Ji...Yuan...Final...War...See you again..."

"People... Dao... Heaven... Hall..."

"Created by...you...created..."

"The world...people...forgot...wu...dao..."

"Immortal martial body... Immortal... Wu... Soul..."

"Go...conquer...the world...transcendence...prove the Tao..."

The mummy let out a long sigh, and the entire lonely world seemed even more desolate. Those eyes, which were almost transcendent from eternity, showed a little helplessness, and finally pierced the darkness with one finger... The world... sent out a blue cocoon...

Time flies, and time flies like an arrow.

Spring goes, winter comes, autumn comes back again, and it has been three years in a blink of an eye...

The Xuanhuang Realm, which was peaceful in the past, has now become a place of frequent wars, internal and external troubles, and all spirits in the Xuanhuang Realm are in panic.

There is Chen Bing, the mermaid queen of the East China Sea, who frequently invades and occupies almost the seventy continents adjacent to the four seas.

The land was often flooded, causing countless people to be displaced and even massacred.

In the three-year war, at least tens of millions of people of the human race were killed or injured, and the seventy continents were filled with mourning, countless bones, and almost reduced to a dead zone.

Among the seven holy lands of the human race, except for the Taixuan Holy Land, the other six holy lands are wise and safe, and they all express that they will never participate in this battle.

Only the Taixuan Holy Land, as well as the subordinate Tianque and the Zijin Royal Family, and countless forces, big and small, fought to the death. Unfortunately, the Xuanhuang Realm is too big and the world is too far away, so it is not enough.

Fortunately, there is the Nine Clouds Sacred Academy in Beihai, that is, the Nine Clouds Sect in the past, and now the number one power in the Seven Continents of the Northland. In the past three years, countless arrogances have been born.

Hundreds of thousands of scholars guarded the North Sea to the death, never retreating a single step, and only barely stopped the Hai Clan's offensive.

The pressure in the north has been greatly reduced, and the Taixuan Holy Land can concentrate on deploying its subordinate warriors, but they are still exhausted. Three years of internal friction have caused 18 deaths and injuries to the [-] disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land, and the elite of the Holy Land's core suffered the most serious casualties.

The two great royal families and the countless sect forces under them, in each of their battles, countless warriors were killed or injured, but there were also many elites who rose from the battles.

But even so, the territory belonging to the human race has been occupied by the Seventy Continents, and there are even many alien races taking advantage of the fire to rob them. With the pressure of the sea clan, even the Taixuan Holy Land can only be temporarily exhausted.

Fortunately, there is the Ancient Sage King sitting in Taixuan Holy Land, which can deter other races to some extent, but the power from the dead zone prevents the Ancient Sage King from taking action easily.

If it were not for his suppression, the Sea Clan might have some troubles. It would be life-and-death battles, and the crisis would sharpen the rise of many young and powerful people.

For example, Ning Shize, Lu Ningshuang, Ning Shiqian, Lu Qingyu of the Tianque royal family...

These are the princes and princesses from the royal family, who are always on the front line, especially Ning Shize, who has mastered the power of space and is already at the peak of Baodan. After three disasters, he can fight with the strong at the peak of Yuanshen.

The foreign warriors who died in his hands in these years, the strong ones of the Hai clan, are countless.

And Shangguan Wenjun of the Nine Clouds Academy in the North has the innate supernatural powers of a listener, and he has condensed the silver book of the holy way. Although there are only three thousand elites at the peak of heaven and man, he can lead them.

He once set up a large formation, trapping and killing [-] sea clan legions, and became famous in the North in the first battle.

Especially the two young powerhouses who rose up in the East China Sea, one is Ye Xuan and the other is Mu Qianshan. Both of them have been inherited by Yunchen, and they both practiced the ancient emperor scriptures that are famous all over the world.

Combining the two, I don't know how many strong people of the Sea Clan have been killed. In particular, Mu Qianshan is extremely wretched, but it has caused headaches for the Sea Clan, and is one of the must-kill lists of the Sea Clan.

The two are also at the peak of heaven and man, and the combat power that can be combined, even a warrior in the primordial spirit realm has to kneel.

And the person who scares the Hai Clan the most is Linglong. This is a person who understands runes, alchemy, and has life magic. He also masters the three-light flame, the flame of life, and has unparalleled combat power, which is extremely terrifying.

After three years of fighting, swearing to the death, he has been promoted to the third level of Yuanshen. Relying on his own endless means, he specially chooses to kill the kings of the sea clan.

Over the years, at least 20 kings have died in her hands, even ancient kings, but Linglong still managed to escape, and now she is almost the No. 1 among the youths of the human race.

There is another person who has gained a great reputation and has been in the battlefield of hundreds of races all year round. I don't know how many foreign races have fallen under his hands.

This person is Luo Fei, who has been on the battlefield since he parted from Yunchen Beidi, and the trials of life and death made him unlock the second seal and know his past.

But whenever the night was quiet, Luo Fei would unconsciously use the Bull Demon Body Refining Fist, but he had forgotten the origin of this set of punches, which did not belong to the inheritance from the blood.

Time and time again, even though Luo Fei thinks about it, he still can't think of it. He just vaguely feels that the person who taught him this boxing technique is very important to him, very important.

Roaring, roaring, still to no avail...

"My lord, let's forget about it! Maybe when the time comes, we will be able to remember that we have been here for more than five years, and we should go back to the inland."

"Recently, news came from inland fighters that there are evil spirits haunting the sealed land. It seems that the evil spirits that have been silent for 3000 years are about to invade again."

"Recently, even the Hai Clan has quelled the flames of war. The Tianque Royal Clan, Zijin Royal Clan, Taixuan Holy Land, and countless sect warriors under them are all gathering towards the sealed place."

"The battlefield of hundreds of clans has no effect on sharpening you. Perhaps participating in the battle of evil spirits will really sharpen you."

Today's Lao Maozi is full of vigor and energy, and he is also a little master who has stepped into the realm of true energy, and relying on the name of Luo Fei, the battlefield of hundreds of clans is full of chaos.

"Evil spirit? That's right, it's time to go back. No matter how my bloodline changes, I, Luofei, will still be a human being after all."

"Go and do your part for the human race!"

"Now that the Xuantian Eight Seals are complete, even a king can fight."

Luo Fei sighed softly, the invasion of evil spirits is no joke, he will go all out...

On this day, in the Xuanhuang Realm, winds and clouds were raging, and undercurrents were surging. The sea clan Chen Bing, the seal changed, and hundreds of clans were watching.

The human race has fallen into an unprecedented crisis. Once there is an all-out war, the human race will surely perish...

Three years back in time, a stream of light descended from the sky above the Xuanhuang Realm, like a meteor falling, gone in a flash...

No one has discovered that the place where this streamer descends is precisely the location of Lingzhou...

(End of this chapter)