In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 93 The ancient tomb of the former dynasty, life and death are impermanent!
boom boom-

The roar resounded through the sky, shaking the mountains.

Chen Xiu slowly opened his eyes.

There was a flash of thunder in the golden eyes like glass, and the black breath of the forest all over his body gradually dissipated.

While the steam of blood was boiling, the big red-haired man waved his fists!

Every punch was accompanied by beast-like roars and cracks in the ground!

"It's so rich in blood, it should be in the realm of supernatural powers. So far, his strength is not inferior to mine."

Chen Xiu watched coldly with deep eyes.

click-

The sound of cracking sounded.

Cobweb-like patterns bloomed, and the open spaces between the valleys began to crumble.

In the dusty sky, there was a smell of rancid blood, and black and red clouds of smoke instantly enveloped the valley.

The old man stroked his long beard, stepped on the red-smelted long sword, and looked down at his feet.

A lantern-like red fireball lingered around his body.

Beside him is the young master who is also standing on the long sword, holding a beauty in his arms!
At this moment, there is a deep tomb between the valleys!

"My lord, the tomb has been opened. Should we go directly into the tomb, or wait for Kuanggu to come out?"

The old man spoke softly, but his words were filled with unparalleled confidence.

Very strong.

Chen Xiu in the shadows frowned slightly.

It should be a Qi refiner comparable to martial arts and supernatural powers!

"Even if he is a hero from the previous dynasty, but after all, he is only a sixth-rank official position, so how strong can he be?"

The young master was quite calm, his palms were slightly closed, and a simple talisman was held in the palm of his hand, and he said softly, "Go directly to the tomb. I don't want to stay in such a desolate and remote place!"

The old man raised his left hand slightly, forming three clear fingerprints.

A mighty fireball fell from the sky, flooding into the darkness like a tide.

The long sword turned into a streak of red light, streaked across the sky like lightning, and broke into the cave.

Soon, the valley returned to calm.

Chen Xiu jumped down lightly.

The power control is quite careful, almost silent.

Looking at the dark cave, climbing down the rock barrier.

When it landed, Chen Xiu noticed that there was a deliberately created river in front of him.

It is wide and deep, but there is no running water. You can clearly see the extremely bright red riverbed, which seems to be soaked in blood.

On the river bed, there is a simple chain bridge.

Now it is rusty, and there is a stone tablet standing at the head of the bridge. The inscription is in ancient characters, which is difficult to identify.

Even if it was Chen Xiu, he stared at it for a long time before he could correspond to it in his memory, and wrote: Entering the battle song!
"In the picture in my memory, that general should be just an ordinary general! But the current place, whether it is the scene here or the scale, is absolutely beyond the reach of an ordinary sixth-rank Zhechong general!"

Chen Xiu's eyes were slightly focused, and there was some thought in his eyes.

Cross the chain bridge and walk towards the depths.

Even though the eyes are opened, it is still hazy to look into the depths.

It's like being blocked by fog!
On the slightly dusty ground, the footprints are very clear, leading to the depths.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

Chen Xiu slowly raised his hand and moved his five fingers slightly.

The skin at this moment is inexplicably fair, like the dead.

"The skin is turning white, the body temperature is dropping, and the breathing and heartbeat are also slowing down. Even the blood seems to be much thicker..."

He could clearly feel that his whole body was shrouded in a faint sense of gloom.

The energy in his body seemed to be restricted a bit, as if the dead were more than the living!
"What if it's like this in the dark and cold place?"

Chen Xiu breathed out a breath of cold air, and the black breath of Sen Luo lingered and filled the veins, and black frost condensed under his feet.

Heitian Xiegang, this is the name of the Taoist in the Sanqing Palace.

When Chen Xiu took a light step forward, his whole body seemed to be affected!
His steps are like ghosts, and he strides nearly ten feet in one step, almost with afterimages behind him.

This, what is this?
Even Chen Xiu was a little stunned.

"Old Yun, is this really the tomb of the former general? Why do I feel something is wrong..."

A slightly hurried voice sounded from a distance.

Chen Xiu held his breath and approached gently.

At this moment, the old man, the young master, and the big man are all standing in the huge hall.

At the top, there is an ancient coffin!

A heavy white bone lay beside it, silk and satin, it seemed to be the corpse of a woman.

"Wait, isn't this the woman brought in by that young master? How could it be..."

Chen Xiu had serious eyes in his eyes.

The vitality is gone, the flesh and blood are gone, and it is true that the dead cannot die again.

What's going on here?
"Let's be afraid that we hit a big place by mistake!"

The old man's voice was very sinister and sharp, like a ghost whispering!
"We are all full of yin energy, we are still alive, but our physical bodies seem to be dead. Young master, have you thought of anything?"

In the deep voice of the big man, the words floated out like the Nine Nether.

There was a bit of surprise on the young master's face, and he said incredulously: "I have indeed heard that some important people live by death! Could it be that this is the transformation of life and death mentioned in the classics, blocking the secrets of heaven!!"

For a moment, the eyes of several people were all shocked.

Unexpectedly, there is such a place next to a small border town.

"Entrance song, could it be that one?"

Chen Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

In today's world, although there are gods and demons as well as ghosts, the wheel of history seems to be quite similar to the previous life!

This made Chen Xiu have a guess in his heart.

Change life and death, shield the secret!
If it was the one from the previous dynasty, it would be better to hide in the barren hills of the small town.

And he did have an elite soldier in his hand!
Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the palace wall.

There are murals inscribed here.

"This is the past life experience of the Lord of the Tomb? Is it to retrieve the memory after waking up?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the murals on both sides!
This is the scene of war!

There are also legions fighting, breaking the battle and besieging the city!
The protagonists are all tall young men wearing ghost masks!
"Ghost face, it's almost certain."

Chen Xiu turned sideways slightly, hiding in a corner.

"Sir, please wait for me to step forward and see if there is any mechanism!"

The big man roared, his red hair was like fire.

With blood gushing out from his body, it almost turned into a bright red armor!
Step by step, he approached the coffin.

Chen Xiu stared at all this.

Don't dare to act rashly.

If it's really that person's tomb, it's a big shot.

How could his tomb be simple?
Suddenly, a big gray hand stretched out from the side of the coffin, grabbing at the big man's heart!

As this hand was stretched out, the huge hall suddenly burst into a dark green fire.

The flames spread silently and coldly, and all of them condensed near the gray palm, locking the old man's escape route.

Almost at the same time, the coffin automatically bounced off and fell to the ground!
Chen Xiu was also stunned.

There was also a bit of surprise in the eyes of the old man: "How come, there is no corpse?"

It's so empty there?
At this moment, Chen Xiu only felt his scalp go numb!
Could it be that the corpse crawled out?
At this moment, a pale hand rested on his shoulder!

(End of this chapter)