Six Gods

Chapter 194 Heartbeat!

Frost-white underground rivers swam and swirled, and the lingering faint cold mist floated in the surrounding air like clouds.

The stone wall is wet and slippery, with countless obscure and mysterious lines floating on it. The jagged stone roof above the head means that this is a dark cave that never sees the sun.

Three triangular stone slabs carved with gorgeous reliefs are suspended in the center of this majestic and magnificent cave.

The reliefs carved on these three stone slabs are the origins of all the descendant families in the Yellow Sea: Yarn Weaving Dreams, Two-headed Dragon Lord, and Huhan Shadow!
And this dark cave hidden deep underground is the secret gathering hall of the strongest god-born family under the belief of these three sources.

"The pillar of the sacred tomb has been pulled out, which one of your subordinates has violated the treaty."

The sharp-edged face was pierced with blue and blue lines, and the man who spoke was the patriarch of this generation of Seran family.

He is also the heir to the title of weaver of this generation.

"It's not from our branch." Shaking his head, the head of the Jakiro clan, who had a huge head and was wearing a thick purple robe, said.

Sensing the gazes of the two patriarchs falling on him at the same time, the patriarch of the Li Qi family who exudes a light blue skin all over his body hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't look at me, it's definitely not our branch."

bang——

There was a sudden loud noise in the grotto, and broken stones fell from the top of the stone, and fell into the rushing frost-white dark river below, making a rushing sound.

"Neither you, nor him! Could it be my problem!"

Standing up abruptly, Patriarch Seran and the contemporary weaver looked at the two people in front of him with dark eyes, his tone was cold and sullen, and his reprimand was surging!

Being reprimanded by Chief Seran, both Chief Jakiro and Chief Li Qi remained silent.

In the Yellow Sea, although there are three sources of faith, there is no doubt that whether it is the strength of the god of faith or the strength of the descendant family.

Weaving Dream Yarn and his God-born family are unquestionably powerful.

Therefore, the patriarchs of the Seran family will inherit the title of weaver bestowed by the dream weaving yarn for generations.

But the Jakiro and Liqi families do not have such a title inheritance!
"What happened this time was weird. It was obviously not the time for the tomb to appear, but the tomb suddenly appeared ahead of time. Moreover, the stele of the tomb is locked by earth veins, so it is impossible to be pulled out so easily."

After being stared at by Chief Seran, Chief Jakiro put forward his own opinion.

"That's right, the stele of the sacred tomb is connected to the veins of the earth, even if we cannot easily shake it, how could it be easily pulled out.

I'm afraid there is something strange about this matter. "The patriarch Li Qi on the side also echoed.

"The ground veins in the Yellow Sea Plain are loose and weak. Although our ancestors connected the stele of the sacred tomb to the ground veins with the Dafa Gate, after so many years, there is no guarantee that the ground veins will not fall off.

In any case, if the stele of the sacred tomb is pulled out, the effect of sealing the entire sacred tomb will be weakened a lot.

We must immediately send people into the sacred tomb, take back the stone tablet of the sacred tomb as soon as possible, and maintain the sealing effect of the sacred tomb. After pondering for a moment, Patriarch Seran ordered.

"Okay, let's go back and make arrangements immediately." In response, Patriarch Jakiluo and Patriarch Liqi turned and left. In the huge cave, Patriarch Seran was the only one left.

The bluish-blue lines tattooed on his face were slowly shining with light at this moment, and he breathed in and out, as if he had life.

Silently kneeling down on one knee, Patriarch Seran was dedicating his humbleness to some existence.

"Check it out...they...maybe...returned...." In the dark and deep cave, there was a voice that only Patriarch Seran could hear.

With the majesty of a high-ranking person overlooking it, it reverberates and shakes in the cave.

Touching his head to the ground, Patriarch Seran said reverently, "Observe the words of my God."

The tattoo on his face gradually faded, but Patriarch Seran kept prostrating on the ground until half an hour later, he slowly got up and left the cave without saying a word...

……

Among a group of strange buildings filled with fog, two people walked slowly on this strange and inexplicable avenue.

Standing against the stone stele of the sacred tomb, Xiang Yuan squinted and looked at the strangely shaped buildings around him.

Most of these buildings are twisted and crooked columns, engraved with countless chaotic words.

At intervals of more than ten meters, there will be a towering round platform with a diameter of five or six meters. The surface of the platform is empty, but the dents on it can be vaguely seen, as if something was placed on it.

These stone pillars and round platforms, without exception, some were covered by huge frost-white ice stones, while others were scorched black and hard to distinguish.

Some surfaces are covered with a layer of thick black fog, and some are even covered with viscous substances like living tissue.

"These traces are most likely left by the god-born powerhouses who built the sacred tomb back then.

Obviously, they should be going through a tough battle here. "Observing the surrounding buildings carefully, the god-born old man Hudec looked serious.

From these remaining traces of the great war, it can be seen that something huge must have happened inside the sacred tomb that was suddenly swallowed up and disappeared.

Those god-born powerhouses who were forcibly left here encountered attacks from certain beings, which is why so many traces of the war were left on these buildings.

"It's hard to say whether the accident will remain the same, we still have to find a way to get out as soon as possible." Xiang Yuan turned his head and glanced behind him.

The black bug swarm that was following closely behind him and Hudec temporarily disappeared because of the two bandits.

But no one can guarantee that those horrible little bugs will catch up again.

Walking among these strange buildings, Xiang Yuan walked heavily, leaning on the huge stone tablet on his shoulders, and kept scanning the surrounding corners with his eyes.

Boom boom, boom boom!
Suddenly, Xiang Yuan's heartbeat sounded like a drum beating. The sound was powerful and vibrating, sonorous and domineering, and dispersed some of the surrounding white fog.

Startled by the sudden heartbeat, the god-born old man Hudec looked at Xiang Yuan in astonishment: "What are you doing?!"

With the same surprised expression on his face, Xiang Yuan reached out to touch the position of his heart. He didn't know what happened just now, but he felt an inexplicable throbbing suddenly coming from his body.

Taking a closer look at his body, he didn't find anything abnormal, Xiang Yuan frowned with two thick black eyebrows.

"Are you okay?" Sensing Xiang Yuan's abnormal expression, the old man Hudec asked cautiously.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal about his body, Xiang Yuan shook his head slightly.

Looking suspiciously at Xiang Yuan, the old man Hudec said nothing, and the two continued to move forward.

After traveling for about a quarter of an hour, the buildings on both sides of the road with traces of various wars began to become scarce.

Instead, there are lumps of earth bulging out of the flat ground, big and small, erected in the dense fog, like mass graves that infiltrate people, suffocating people.

dong dong!

The heartbeat sounded again, and Xiang Yuan suddenly covered his chest, his expression changed drastically!
Once was an accident, what about twice? !
The sudden heartbeat sounded like a stone thrown into the calm water, and the ripples that were splashed instantly caused the surrounding soil bags to slowly shake...

"You!... Go back." Angrily glaring at Xiang Yuan, who was also confused, the god-born old man said helplessly.

"Let's go back." Fearing that there were dangerous species like those black beetles hidden in these soil bags, Xiang Yuan and the old man of the gods turned their heads and wanted to go back the same way.

But at this moment, the familiar creaking sound came quietly the moment they turned around...

……

　The core main line is about to emerge!
　　Ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)