Tian Yuan

The outcome has not changed, it still failed.

"Rumble"

The formation shook dozens of times before slowly calming down.

"Come again!"

The strong men still did not give up, and began to study the laws flowing on the tomb door, vowing to find a point to break the situation.

Observe carefully and discuss countermeasures.

One month later, there was a third attack.

"boom"

The loud noise started again, and the rebounding force surged from the tomb door, hitting the formation barrier hard, causing the formation to tremble violently.

There was no trace of fear on Chen Qingyuan's face, and his expression did not change even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. The drink in his hand was very stable without spilling a drop.

After trying again and again, dozens of strong men's eyes were red, and their eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, densely packed like spider webs, which was particularly scary.

"why?"

Everyone was puzzled and hated why Emperor Taiwei set up this impenetrable tomb gate.

There are already several cracks on the formation.

If you continue to break the restrictions on the tomb door, there is a high probability that the formation will break. By then, everyone will be enveloped by the Law of Chaos, with unlimited murderous potential.

Although many people were unwilling to give in, they still maintained their rationality and calmness.

"The core of the Emperor's Tomb cannot be touched by us, so go back!"

Someone said hoarsely.

"After all this hard work, it was all in vain."

The old people of the ancient tribe long for the supreme creation, so they can take that step forward, extend their lifespan, and even compete for the top position.

Not reconciled!

Feeling helpless, he sighed.

"Let's give it one last try. The formation can still hold up. If it doesn't work this time, it proves that we have no fate with the supreme creation."

The old woman who returned to the Yan Imperial Clan took a deep breath, glanced at the heroes, and expressed her opinion.

"Okay, I think it's feasible."

The ancestor of the Holy Elephant Clan was tall and tall and nodded.

"Row!"

Everyone agreed and agreed.

"Then let's do it."

Therefore, the strong men planned to struggle again. If that doesn't work, go back.

From beginning to end, Chen Qingyuan did not get involved, just watching quietly like a passer-by.

In fact, some guys were dissatisfied with Chen Qingyuan's attitude, but they didn't dare to antagonize him and kept it quiet.

Chen Qingyuan didn't care at all about other people's opinions and complaints. Because in his opinion, everything is in vain.

The seventy-two palaces that Emperor Taiwei left outside were already gifts to the world.

Since this tomb door was set up by Emperor Taiwei, he made it clear that he did not want outsiders to enter. How can a mortal man shake it with so little power?

After several dozen days, the powerful men confirmed a position and prepared to attack together.

At the moment of taking action, the surrounding chaos laws suddenly changed, obviously different from before.

"Boom!"

Various strange sounds sounded from all directions, like thunder, like tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

The laws of chaos fluttered back and forth, and there was a faint sound of footsteps stamping out the void.

Everyone noticed the change, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Edict!"

A mysterious light that gathered the power of dozens of powerful people rushed towards a certain position at the tomb door.

At the same moment, a strange light invisible to the naked eye appeared, bursting out from the depths of the chaotic space, and its target was also the tomb door.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion resounded throughout the entire area.

A terrifying storm was set off, causing the formation to shake violently. There were hundreds of cracks, and there was a faint tendency of collapse.

Thousands of abyssal vortices have emerged in the boundless chaotic space, possessing the strange power of devouring souls. Do not stare at them for a long time.

To be precise, the strange light coming from the depths of the chaotic space did not attack the tomb door, but hit the mysterious light produced by the combined efforts of all the powerful men.

"Kick, kick, kick..."

The footsteps before were not very real, but seemed real and fake. Now, it has fallen into everyone's ears very clearly, as if coming from the Nine Netherworld Palace, with the ultimate coldness and eerie meaning, deep into the bone marrow, and making people feel frightened.

"what sound?"

Even though they were a group of old men who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, their eyes could not help but show fear, which was difficult to conceal.

Chen Qingyuan, who was drinking comfortably, put away his indifference, frowned slightly, looked solemn, and tightened his hands, ready to face the problem.

Not long after, a figure walked slowly from the left side of the crowd.

Like a ghost, unable to sense a trace of vitality.

The law of chaos obscures vision, and divine consciousness cannot be used.

"Who?"

Looking at this blurry figure, many people's hearts rose to their throats, their souls trembled for a few times, and they could not control their random thoughts.

"Kick, kick, kick..."

The figure walked slowly, and every step he took seemed to step on everyone's hearts. The impact was extremely strong, and a feeling of suffocation came over them.

Before seeing the specific appearance of this figure, a cold mechanical voice echoed in this space, penetrated directly into the soul, and echoed in the ears for a long time: "Those who disturb the emperor, behead!"

After saying these words, the monstrous murderous intention condensed into substance and turned into thousands of sword lights stabbing at him.

"boom--"

Tens of thousands of grooves instantly appeared on the barrier in front of the formation.

"run!"

Feeling this unspeakable killing intent, all the powerful men panicked and screamed in horror.

Although they didn’t know who was responsible, an idea popped into many people’s minds. If you don't leave here quickly, you will most likely end up sleeping here forever.

At this time, Chen Qingyuan could no longer sit idle and firmly guard the position he was in.

While keeping his eyes steady, he stared at the direction where the murderous intent came from.

The figure gradually became clearer, and everyone looked at it in unison, as frightened as if they were seeing a ghost.

"She is...Marquis Yunan!"

Someone immediately revealed the man's identity, and the sound was harsh.

To be precise, it is a life-size stone statue of Yu Nanhou.

Carved from stone, lifelike.

Holding a stone sword in his hand, he can swallow mountains and rivers with anger, and his power soars into the sky.

"How can Hou Yunan's clay sculpture be so terrifying?"

Everyone was thinking about this question while controlling the formation to escape.

"Could it be the handiwork of Emperor Taiwei?"

This possibility is extremely high. Who else can make a stone statue exert such terrifying power except Tai Wei.

"We made too much noise and woke up the sleeping guard!"

Everyone panicked and mobilized the formation with all their strength, at an extremely fast speed.

There was no time to think too much, I just wanted to get out of here and run to a safe place.

At the end of the ancient times, when Emperor Taiwei was building this mausoleum, he did not want to waste the remaining fairy materials and precious stones, so he shaped them into the shapes of his seven generals.

Marquis Yunan was not a tomb keeper. Because she was too persistent, she was exchanged with another general. The clay sculpture was originally hard, but later it was integrated with its own Taoist fruit, and the will to guard the tomb still remains.

"Shh!"

Now that he has woken up, how can Marquis Yunan let the person who disturbed the emperor leave unharmed? He waved the stone sword in his hand in the air, and a bright and dazzling Milky Way spread across the sky for millions of miles.