Reborn Conceited Soldier

He didn't think much about it. He inserted the remaining two halberds into the illusory wall. When the last long halberd settled down, in an instant, the whole tomb, Muran trembled. At the same time, on the ground in the middle of the tomb, twelve pillars of light suddenly came out, and rushed directly to the top of the tomb. A vast breath came out.

Sikong Banyu was vigilant, and his eyes were fixed on the sudden light column. He didn't know what was going on. The vast breath contained in the light column even frightened him. The strength of the breath was beyond his current perception ability.

"Kaka..." At the same time, the sound of moving heavy objects rings in Sikong's half language's ear. He quickly looks at the direction from his side, which is from the wall blocking the passage. I saw a gap in the middle of the wall.

"The way out?" Sikong Banyu turned his head and took a look at the twelve beams of light that came out. He was afraid. This place was too strange. It was better to leave early. He turned around and rushed into the crack.

When Sikong Banyu's body burst into the crack, the gap was quickly closed. At the same time, the twelve pillars of light in the tomb suddenly burst into a strong light, which connected with each other, just like a touching array, but these words were not visible.

After rushing into the split Sikong Banyu, the next moment he appeared on a deserted grassland. The sky was gray and gloomy, as if it was the prelude to a storm. The grass on the ground was completely withered and yellow, and the whole world was emitting a depressing feeling.

"What is this place?" Sikong Banyu turned his head to see where there was any wall in the back? It's nothing but a vast expanse of grass.

"Is this the real green tiger mausoleum? It was just an entrance? " Sikong Banyu sank down. The ancient gods and demons on the earth had only seen the remnant soul of emperor Jun, but his understanding was very limited. However, according to Emperor Jun's statement, Sikong Banyu can roughly infer that the strength of the earth friars in the ancient times should be the fifth level of the friars in Zhuque continent, which is similar to that of the friars in Zhuque continent Zhongshengyou, travel around the world and create a world.

But to be specific, Sikong Banyu is not very clear, because he has never seen the real ancient friars what the strongest is like.

"Hoo It seems that this Mausoleum of green and powerful tiger is far more complicated than I imagined. If it comes, it will be settled. As long as I have what I want, even if it is more complicated, what can it do? " Sikong half language took a deep breath. He experienced a lot in the land of scarlet bird.

He glanced around him, and walked slowly towards the front. Under the gray sky, it seems that there is no end. Under the boundless sky, it gives people an extreme sense of loneliness, but it also makes people feel flustered. If ordinary people do not walk for long, they will be driven crazy.

"Click..." All of a sudden, Sikong Banyu felt as if he had stepped on something. After listening, he moved his steps and looked down. He could not help but feel nervous. It was a heavy white bone.

"White bone?" Sikong Banyu squatted down and picked up the bone and looked at it. He murmured: "the age of the white bone is very long, so that it begins to rot in the capital. Generally speaking, it will not happen in this state for two or three thousand years. I'm afraid it will take 5000 or 6000 years or even longer. But for such a long time, the white bones should be weathered into fossils. How can they still be How about keeping it the same? Unless it's the soil here... "

Thinking of this, Sikong Banyu squatted down again and looked carefully at the soil on the ground. He found that although the soil here is the same as that outside, it contains a strange smell, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Here I'm afraid it's not so simple! Yes Sikong half language took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly caught sight of a direction beside him. He walked quickly to have a look, and it was a white bone.

"What else? Has there been a great war here before? " He turned around and began to search around. Soon, he found that the two white bones were just the beginning. As he continued to move forward, more and more white bones appeared. Finally, Sikong Banyu stood in a place and was completely in a daze.

In front of him, the whole grass has changed color, completely white, that It's a sea of white bones, a broken blade and an old flag, which shows what happened here. Among these white bones, there are huge corpses, just a leg bone, which is the size of ordinary people's height. There are also strange animal bones. The white bones of each other are covered together, as if they are still entangled with each other.

If you look at it, it's just a white ocean, and I don't know how many skeletons are under pressure.

"War This is a terrible war... " Sikong Banyu was a man who fought on the battlefield. At a glance, he could see that the war was extremely tragic, and it was a decisive battle, so that there was no one who finally restrained himself. Both sides ended up with both sides losing. He looked at the old flag which was inserted there as if it had become the only lonely figure. The words on the flag had become so rotten that they could not recognize the things on it,Under the lonely sky, it seems to be the only tombstone erected by all the people here. Now, no one has lost or won, only gray and empty.

Sikong half language took a deep breath, clasped his fist and paid a deep homage to the whole sea of white bones. No matter whether they were enemies or friends, no matter what race or crowd they were, they were heroes in the battlefield. As a person walking on the battlefield, Yu Yingling should be respected.

"Maybe this was part of the Lich war! But isn't this the mausoleum of lvweihu? How did the two sides of the war come here? It doesn't make sense at all Sikong half language straight up, heart full of confusion. It is a reasonable thing that there are mangles in such places. Originally, they were derived from the corpses of Lu Weihu's martyrs. Now it seems that they are not like this at all, but originated from the battlefield. But this is the mausoleum of lvweihu! Since it was built for him by the descendants of the Jiuli nationality, how could it become the battlefield of the Lich war?

There is no way that the demon clan will not even give lvweihu a chance to build a tomb. Do you want to destroy it?