One Thought Feixian

Chapter 501 Not a Coincidence
The scream came from a magic master of the Black Snake tribe.

Because he has already seen that the group of people painted on this mural is them.

But how is this possible?
This mural is very old, and it is very likely that it was left over from the ancient times. It has been countless years since now, and I don't know how many years.

The murals in the ancient times depicted the current scene. Even if the "Lord of the Tomb" really existed, how could it be possible to know what is going on now, that they will come here, unseal their seal, and resurrect them completely?

Unless he has the supreme power to predict the future.

The more everyone thought about it, the more shocked they became. How could such a strange thing happen?
"I don't believe there was such a tomb master in ancient times!" He Feng said loudly, looking back.

"I don't believe it either!" Young Master Tiehuo pointed to the mural and said loudly: "This mural is definitely not left over from the ancient times, but it was made by the tomb tribe hundreds of years ago. The reason why it is similar to our trip today , maybe it’s just a coincidence, you can ignore it.”

"Our High Priest of the Holy Word of the Desolate Race is best at predicting the future, but he can only predict things in a short period of time, and he only knows some vague outlines. How could anyone be able to predict the future after a long time? and know it so clearly? Even the greatest ancestor of my Desolate race can't do it."

Suo Tu looked at the terrifying mural, and talked eloquently: "I counted carefully just now, and there are 140 seven people depicted on this mural, but we have 140 nine people here, so I agree with Master Tiehuo's proposal." From my point of view, this mural is just a coincidence, nothing to worry about.”

As soon as the words came out, everyone reacted immediately, and quickly looked at the mural. After counting, they found that the number of people was wrong. Since the content depicted in the mural was wrong, the things described in this mural were very wrong. .

Jiang Yi also noticed this, and nodded secretly, as if agreeing with the words of the young sacrificial envoy Suotu, and thought it was just a coincidence.

As far as he knows, he has never heard of any prediction technique in the world that can clearly know the events of a hundred years.

This kind of absurd thing, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

"Huh! This must be the ghost of the tomb tribe. They made these murals just to scare the people who enter the passage of the beast's mouth, and watch me smash the murals to break its falsehood."

The master god who screamed just now snorted coldly, then took a step, jumped up, and punched the mural.

"Not good!" Patriarch Boya felt bad, and rushed out suddenly, preparing to stop him from attacking the mural.

But it's too late.

This punch, fast and fierce, landed directly on the mural, and a powerful force suddenly exploded on his fist.

Ah!
Under this punch, the mural did not move at all, and it was not damaged at all. Instead, the master of transformation suddenly let out a shrill scream.

His body was unexpectedly enveloped by a strong death energy, which invaded his body and continuously devoured his vitality.

By the time Patriarch Boya landed in front of him, he was already motionless and lost all vitality.

His face suddenly became extremely ugly, staring at the mural, as if he wanted to see a flower.

This is the elite among the tribe, the master of the transformation realm, just died like this, if you don't feel sorry, it's fake.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no way at all, but to accept it with pain.

"Listen, everyone, don't act rashly without my order, you know?" He turned around, didn't look at the corpse again, but said in a cold voice.

"Yes!" All the members of the Black Snake tribe responded.

"Let's go, this is the last mural, and it seems that the exit of the passage is not far ahead!" Qing Lin looked forward and said suddenly.

Then everyone stopped staying and continued to move forward.

Jiang Yi intentionally stayed at the end, and suddenly saw a vague shadow emerge from the corpse of the master of transformation, like a gust of dark wind, pounced towards him.

"Yin Ling!" Jiang Yi was taken aback.

What surprised him wasn't the Yin spirit, but that after the death energy invaded this master of transformation, he turned into a Yin spirit so quickly, which was a bit unbelievable.

"It seems that there are two types of yin spirits here. One is the yin spirit formed by the accumulation of dead energy for hundreds of years and mutated, and the other is the yin spirit transformed from the soul when the human body is invaded by death energy spirit."

Jiang Yi secretly said in his heart.

But no matter what kind of Yin spirit it is, there seems to be no difference here, the same evil, the same ferocity, and the same deep desire for flesh and blood.

It's a pity that it chose the wrong target and attacked Jiang Yi. It was a moth flying into the flame and killing itself.

Jiang Yi didn't make any movements, allowing the Yin spirit to pounce on him and rush into his body.

"Great Sun Furnace, refining!" He immediately turned on the "Great Sun Furnace", refining this ghost in an instant, turning it into a stream of pure energy, which increased his true qi and strengthened his strength. Become stronger.

The whole process was just a split second, so incredibly fast that no one noticed it.

After refining the Yin spirit, Jiang Yi continued to move forward.

As he walked forward, he glanced at the mural again, but it was just this glance that made him tremble all over, and he stopped in his footsteps and stayed where he was.

At this moment, in his mind, it seemed as if thousands of thunderbolts rumbled past and exploded at the same time. While his face changed drastically, an unprecedented look of fear appeared.

"This mural, this mural..." His voice suddenly became hoarse, and the trembling of his body made him unable to control his mind.

Such a thing had never happened to him before, even if he saw Ying Ning and Nie Hanshuang's face, he still didn't look like this.

"140 seven people, there is nothing wrong!" After a while, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them.

"These 140 seven people are all wearing the costumes of the Desolate tribe. They should be portrayed as people of the Desolate tribe, and I am not from the Desolate tribe, so I am not included!"

Jiang Yi suddenly thought of it.

When they came to this grave, there were 150 nine people in total, but when the sarcophagus was opened, eight people died.

Later, two more people rushed to the beast's mouth, were attacked by death energy, and died as well.

So there are only 140 nine people in total, coming into the passage.

But now, another one has died, and there are 140 and 140 people left. Besides his human race, that is... [-] and [-] people!
This number just matched the number of people depicted on the mural.

"Is this still a coincidence?" The more Jiang Yi thought about it, the more frightened he became, his scalp exploded, and a great terror immediately appeared in his heart.

At this moment, he actually thought of retreating.

It's not that he's afraid of death, but that the tomb tribe is too weird and has an unpredictable danger. It's okay if you don't understand it, but if you understand it, you will be terrified and feel very scary.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, Zhuang Niu immediately noticed Jiang Yi's strangeness, turned around and walked back, and asked.

Jiang Yi let out a mouthful of turbid air, tried his best to suppress all the frightened expressions on his face, regained his calm, and shook his head: "It's okay!"

Then he pondered for a while, and suddenly said to Zhuang Niu: "Zhuang Niu, I have a bad feeling, why don't we quit."

"Exit?" Zhuang Niu was stunned when he heard this: "I finally found the portal to the tomb tribe, why did you quit? This tomb tribe is so mysterious, I also want to see what happened to the tomb tribe What it looks like. Yi Han, you don't have to worry, if you really encounter any danger, I will protect you."

Jiang Yi sighed in his heart, but still nodded: "Okay!"

So the two moved forward together.

In the end, Jiang Yi still didn't leave, but his heart was still not as peaceful as before.

Everyone moved forward along the passage, and soon came to the end of the passage, walked out, and suddenly saw a bright light.

What appeared in front of everyone was a huge venue.

This field is very wide, and there are many gemstones inlaid on it. These gemstones emit a faint light, but the light of many gemstones gathers together, and immediately drives away the darkness, illuminating every corner of the field, so that everyone can See everything clearly.

In this place, there are eight huge stone pillars erected, and on the top of the stone pillars, there is a huge animal head.

This animal head is exactly the same as the one seen after opening the sarcophagus, there is no difference, but it is smaller.

These eight stone pillars are engraved with simple symbols and patterns one after another, which look solemn and strange.

"Is this the clan land of the tomb clan?" Someone asked with a frown after searching all around, but didn't find anything.

Qing Lin shook his head, then walked to the center of the field, squatted down and inspected the ground carefully.

On that ground, there are actually small cracks, if you don't check carefully, you can't find it at all.

Qinglin stood up, eyes flashing: "This is the clan land of the tomb tribe."

"Here?" Patriarch Boya frowned and looked at him, as if asking what he meant.

But Qing Lin was silent, did not speak, but raised his head and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the eight huge stone pillars.

To be precise, it is the animal heads on these stone pillars.

Because these animal heads were facing the same position, which was where he was standing at this time.

This discovery immediately caused his eyes to flash brightly, as if he had discovered some great secret.

(End of this chapter)