Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 133 [Ghost Eyes in the Pond, Knocking at the Gate of Heaven! The Army Invades]

As early as when Yang An and his group just entered the Insect Valley.

We also witnessed an extremely unique sight, the Water Dragon Halo. The colorful rays of light spread around the Heavenly Palace, and through the rising mist, the buildings in this river valley looked like a fairy palace.

Now, the tranquility in the valley was broken by a rumbling sound.

"Boom!"

Four stone pillars broke through the glazed tiles of Lingyun Palace and rushed out of this danger-ridden heavenly palace.

They finally escaped and saw the light of day again.

At this time, the sun was slanting, and the light was blocked by the surrounding mountains. The light in the valley gradually dimmed, leaving only a deep golden light.

It doesn't look like a fairyland.

The funnel-shaped green pool at the deep end had turned pitch black, and the water surface was almost invisible.

Standing on the central stone pillar, Yang An changed his gesture.

The four stone pillars are fused together to form a platform on the top of the hall, giving a feeling of standing on the top of a mountain and overlooking all the other mountains.

"Fat Master, I'm finally out."

Wang Kaixuan couldn't wait any longer, so he took a running start and jumped up, landing next to Yang An. He stomped his feet and found that the pillar under his feet was extremely solid, which made him curious.

"Little Master Yang, you can do this? Can you tell me if there are gods in this world? Although I am an unwavering proletarian fighter, this place is too damn weird."

Even a devil like Fatty Wang who fears nothing could stand the thrills and excitement along the way.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yang An smiled and said, "Just be a materialist and think of this place as something special."

"Who isn't? It's only been two days, it's longer than two years." Hu Bayi also jumped over.

He squatted on the ground, took off his backpack, found beef jerky, compressed biscuits and other food and distributed them to Fatty and Shirley Yang, while sighing.

"If you ask me, there are so many monsters here before we even get into the mausoleum. Why don't we withdraw first and then come back with more people to fight them?" The fat man muttered as he stuffed dried meat into his mouth.

"What's wrong, Commander Wang, are you scared? If you are scared, just go back with Lao Hu first. Xiao An and I will go in." They were already in the Insect Valley, with the Zhuchen Pearl right in front of them. Shirley Yang said that she would not leave no matter what, so she suggested.

"Oh! What are you talking about?"

When Hu Bayi heard this, he immediately stood up and retorted, "Fatty, didn't you say you are fearless? Even if a god comes, he will be shot by you. Why are you so scared? If you want to leave, go by yourself. I won't leave."

When the fat man heard himself being questioned, his face turned red and he gulped down half a pot of water.

"Bullshit, when have I, Wang Kaixuan, ever been afraid? You all won't leave, so why do you want me to leave? Isn't that asking me to desert the battlefield and become a weak-willed GM traitor?"

"Fuck, Fatty, I'm not leaving either. This Tomb of King Xian is full of funerary objects, and there must be even more in the Tomb of Old King Xian. I...I have to go take a look at it no matter what."

Wang Kaixuan originally wanted to buy a few items.

But when he thought that he was now a member of the archaeological team with a formal staff, how could he be like a tomb robber, he took back his words.

Perhaps it was the intense thrills and excitement of going through five gates and killing six generals in the Heavenly Palace, the human skin robes, the female ghost in red, the sacrificial cauldron, and the ferocious ghosts chasing after them that led to a sense of indulgence among the people as if they had survived a calamity.

Hu Bayi shared the cigarette with the fat man and squatted down to smoke.

Looking at the toxic black smoke coming out of the Nanmu Palace due to incomplete combustion under his feet, he lamented that this was a loss to human civilization and kept talking nonsense.

Shirley Young noticed.

On the side, Yang An did not participate in their conversation.

Instead, he stood on the edge and looked at the deep pool in the valley below.

Hu Bayi judged that it was the final location of King Xian's tomb, which was also the case in the original book, but now it seems very strange.

"What's wrong, Xiao An?" Shirley Yang approached Yang An and asked softly with concern, while handing him food and water. "You've been tired all day, it's time to take a break and eat something to replenish your energy."

"No sister, you eat it, I'm fine."

Yang An shook his head and refused.

Hu Bayi and Fatty didn't notice it, but he felt that something was wrong with this place.

In other words, there was something wrong with the entire valley. The valley was filled with dense trees and shrouded in fog, so the vision was greatly obstructed and all that could be seen was a lush primeval forest.

Yang An used his eyes of reality and illusion to look around.

It was discovered that there was a layer of red fog similar to miasma surrounding the entire valley and even floating in the air.

This isolated valley has become a unique little world.

There is a strange energy, or perhaps a magnetic field, covering this place.

When Yang An used his abilities, he could sense that his willpower was being consumed very quickly.

Apart from the restrictions on supernatural powers in this world, perhaps it was because of this Insect Valley that his strength was also being consumed greatly.

Shirley Yang saw that Yang An had a serious expression on his face, so she stopped bothering him and waited with some worry.

On the other side, Hu Bayi was still saying something like, standing on the top of the Heavenly Palace, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the motherland, he was so excited that he wanted to recite a poem, but he couldn't think of any good words.

at this time.

The sky changed, the light was rapidly dimming and becoming gloomy.

"Old Hu, stop bragging. Look at what's happening with the clouds over there."

Fatty Wang's sudden question attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked up and saw that while the light on the other side of the mountain had not yet completely dimmed, a long black cloud had unexpectedly emerged from the sky.

The black cloud stretched across the sky like a waterfall from the sky, and its long shape looked like a mysterious black dragon, exuding a gloomy and ominous aura.

Just looking at it gives me a weird and ominous feeling.

As the saying goes, dark clouds are pressing down on the city and it is about to collapse; a storm is about to come and the wind is blowing all over the building!

The dark clouds blocked the air circulation in the valley, swallowing up the last ray of light and making the valley dead silent!
There is a heavy and oppressive feeling pressing on people's hearts.

Hu Bayi explained afterwards.

This is the image of a black pig crossing the Sky in Feng Shui. It is an ominous sign. There is an ancient corpse causing trouble, and it is an extremely powerful ancient corpse, covering the entire sky with its own corpse qi.

Hear the words.

Yang An's body suddenly shuddered.

The spiritual light that had just disappeared in his mind reappeared. He thought of the evil people along the way, the vicious fish underwater, the Huo family's immortal worms, and even the human skin robes, all of which seemed to be chasing them.

When thinking about the unknown energy magnetic field surrounding this valley, combined with Hu Bayi's statement that an ancient corpse was causing trouble,

An inexplicable but very possible thought came to his mind.

"Fuck! King Xian has become a corpse immortal."

Yang An's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but speak.

"what?"

Even when they were chatting, Hu Bayi and the other two were always keeping an eye on Yang An's movements.

Hearing Yang An's surprised words, Hu Bayi couldn't help but walked to Yang An quickly, "Little Master Yang, what did you find?"

"Yes, could it be that King Xian has really become an immortal? Then can we get the Zhuchen Pearl back? Or should we go and pay our respects to him and borrow his phoenix gall?" The fat man also said.

Without waiting for Yang An to answer.

His eyes involuntarily moved to the whirlpool pool below.

Because the ominous black cloud obscured the last ray of light, the entire Insect Valley was pitch black. You could hardly see your hand in front of you, and ordinary people could not see anything within four or five meters around them.

Only Yang An's eyes pierced through the darkness.

Below, black fog had filled the air without my knowing when. The eerie smell of corpses mixed with the black air created a very oppressive feeling!

And right there in the vortex.

Unexpectedly, a pair of fierce scarlet eyes appeared, also looking upwards, and soon made eye contact with Yang An.

In an instant, Yang An's eyes glowed red.

There was a pricking pain between his eyebrows, as if some monster was trying to break into his spirit and break into his consciousness.

The eyes in the pool were extremely strange, not like human eyes, and were accompanied by a gloomy and ominous feeling.

After being targeted, Hu Bayi and the other two felt something was wrong.

"Hiss, Lao Hu, why do I feel so cold? I have a nervous feeling. I hope someone is targeting us. Look, I have goose bumps all over the floor." Fatty Wang shivered violently, hugged his arms, and looked around in surprise.

The feeling of being watched only lasted for two or three seconds and then disappeared.

But Hu Bayi and the other two still felt a palpitation in their hearts. The joy of escaping the predicament disappeared and they became alert.

It didn't take long for the calm to come.

Almost at the moment when the feeling of being watched disappeared.

"Boom!"

The earth is shaking!

Just as described in ancient myths and legends, Mount Buzhou broke apart, the sky collapsed, the earth sank, and water from the sky flowed backwards.

The entire Heavenly Palace, including the plank road built against the mountain, began to shake violently. Debris continuously rolled down from the mountain and hit the bottom of the valley, making huge noises. The towering trees were also knocked down and their branches broken.

From the pool, it seemed as if a great terror was about to revive, and vibrations similar to the sound of drums could be heard throughout the world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It's like a battlefield where thousands of troops are rushing to fight and the war drums are beating!

The heavy and sinister drum beats weighed on the four people's hearts.

“Illuminate everything!!”

Yang An raised his wand and shot a beam of magic into the valley.

It has a glare like a flare, but it is stronger and more dazzling than a flare, directly illuminating the entire Insect Valley. It is an advanced version of the fluorescent flash.

"Something is coming out of the deep pool!"

With the help of the light released by Yang An, the Insect Valley was illuminated again.

Hu Bayi finally saw the swirling whirlpool in the deep pool and shouted, "Everyone, be careful."

Fatty Wang raised his voice to hide his panic, "No, this King Xian is a turtle. A thousand-year-old turtle and a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, what kind of thing can live for more than two thousand years?"

"I don't think your Zhuchen Pearl will be returned, Young Master Yang. It doesn't look like he wants to invite us into his mausoleum as guests. It looks more like he is angry and wants to swallow us."

"Hey, you guys said that this King Xian is not enthusiastic at all, he is just different from us old people in the capital."

"Shut up Fatty! No need to panic."

Yang An listened to the increasingly dense, rain-like roar of drums, which echoed across the mountains and valleys and soothed everyone's emotions.

At this moment, Yang An was certain that the non-human eye was definitely related to King Xian.

Originally, King Xian becoming an immortal was just his wishful thinking, but now, even if this old bastard doesn't become an immortal, he has probably gained extraordinary power.

And the eyes actually wanted to spy on his will and control him. This action directly angered Yang An. Not to mention that there are no immortals in this world, even if King Xian really became an immortal, Yang An would have to pull him down from the sky.

Now, it is simple.

He wanted to see whether the person coming out was King Xian, and whether King Xian was a human or a ghost!

As the water in the pool rolled, you could see layers of red liquid like blood suddenly gushing out from the originally dark water surface and continuously spreading around.

The drumbeats just now disappeared, but no one thought that the crisis was over. Instead, everyone realized that the danger had arrived.

There was a distant knocking sound.

"Dang——! Dong——!"

"what sound?"

Shirley Yang boldly squatted on the edge of the stone pillar platform, looked down, and listened with her ears tilted in confusion.

Yang An's sight penetrated the lake and saw the criss-cross corridor hidden in the whirlpool of the water.

There stands a strange bronze gate, like the gate to heaven before entering the fairy palace. The huge gate blocks the water from rushing in like a city wall.

At this moment, it is slowly being pushed open from the inside!

The lake water was involved.

Faintly, shadows could be seen moving outwards.

"Back off!"

"Little Master Yang, what do you want to do?"

Fatty Wang noticed that Yang An took a step forward and was suspended in the air. He was shocked by this and asked hurriedly.

"I'll go down and take a look, you guys wait here!"

Yang An ordered Hu Bayi to lie down and stabilize his body, and the fat man said something to Shirley Yang.

Then, under the astonished gaze of the three people, he jumped down from the high sky palace!

"Young Master Yang!!!" Hu Bayi's voice was blown into disarray by the howling wind.

"Xiao An, be careful!"

Shirley Young shouted loudly.

She sat back on the ground only after Yang An's figure disappeared.

Things have come to this point and it is no longer possible for ordinary people to get involved. Yang An kept the three of them for their own good.

Shirley Yang knew her brother's abilities, which were definitely more than what he had shown along the way.

Her mood was a little complicated.

On the one hand, she wondered where Yang An's power came from, but Yang An was definitely her brother and there was no way he could fake it. The blood connection made her willing to trust any decision Yang An made.

At this time, Shirley Yang, who had not prayed to God for a long time, closed her eyes again and prayed silently to the great Heavenly Father to help her brother return.

below.

As the black shadow surged outward, it gradually surfaced.

We can finally see what came out of King Xian’s tomb!
There were rows of bronze chariots and horses walking stiffly!
It continues to pour out from the sky gate that opens from the inside.

These tall bronze figurines are exquisitely crafted, holding convex-blade axes and hollow-grooved hatchets (slightly larger than axes), which are characteristic of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

About two to three meters tall.

The King of Qin collected weapons from all over the world and melted them down into twelve bronze men.

I never expected that this remote and barbaric country could produce such lifelike bronze figurines.

Normally speaking, in ancient times, there were few human and material resources.

It is simply impossible to create the huge tombs in the world of Ghost Blows Out the Light.

Now, regardless of whether it is scientific or not, as soon as the bronze army came ashore, they quickly assumed a fighting stance.

Yang An took a quick glance and estimated that the number of people could reach several thousand.

It was supposed to be a dead thing, but now it is alive. Needless to say, it must be related to the unexpected King Xian.

They were originally the guards who guarded the Xuan Palace and waited for King Xian to ascend to become an immortal. Now they really have to guard King Xian.

"You think you can deal with me with just this little trick?"

Yang An's figure, which was falling at a high speed, suddenly stopped and stopped about forty or fifty meters above the ground.

Covered in lightning!

There is a vast and righteous energy all around.

When dealing with corpses, ghosts, and the like, you naturally have to use righteousness to fight against them.

There was also a dark ghostly aura pouring out from the sky gate.

The bronze men who were exposed to the ghost energy became more agile. They raised their heads, clenched their swords in both hands, and roared silently at Yang An.

You can see the ferocious expressions on their faces.

Yang An had a calm expression. He stretched out his hands to communicate with the soil below. What if there were thousands of troops? He had them too!

"Sandification and Puppetry!"

(End of this chapter)