Mysterious country.

Chapter 1481 Boiling
Xia Qi tried to release Huang Quan, but found that Huang Quan couldn't even get out of the body.

When you come here, it's as if everything is insulated.

There was no light, and not even the slightest sound.

It was so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat clearly.

Losing Huangquan, for him now, means losing his sense of danger.

What the hell is this place?
Why are there so many tombs, and who is buried in them?
Xia Qi didn't dare to go inside because it was too weird.

In the death trial field, although his ghost domain was also suppressed, at least he did not lose control over the ghost domain, and still had sufficient control over all aspects of himself.

But entering here, he is like a soul dissociated from his body. To be more precise, he seems to have fallen from the peak level of a senior director to an ordinary person in an instant.

Perhaps the only difference from ordinary people is that he still has the ability of night vision and is not afraid of the darkness in front of him.

He hesitated and wanted to turn his head back, but he thought that his purpose of coming here was to find out the truth about this ghost gate.

If he just went back like this, then why did he come in?

Above the pinnacle of a senior director, there is nothing more than a quasi-god level, and there are very few people at the quasi-god level, so he does not have a high probability of encountering enemies of this level.

As for ghosts, except for Xiao Hei, he seems to have never encountered a quasi-god-level ghost.

As for Xiaohong, he is not very clear about whether he has the quasi-god level.

So after thinking about it in his heart, Xia Qi stopped being entangled, took a deep breath, and after strengthening his courage, he took some heavy steps and walked towards the cemetery.

The long black river formed by ghost liquid above it seems to be alive, changing its shape silently.

Like a swimming python.

Xia Qi didn't know how the ghost liquid in the long black river appeared, and whether it was formed by the compression of infinite ghost energy to the extreme, as he guessed.

If this is the case, he may try to swallow the purest ghost liquid.

But before that, he obviously needs to have a full understanding of this strange space hidden in the ghost gate.

Everything was still as dead and silent as before, which also made the sound of his walking footsteps very heavy.

That was the sound of dust being shaken up after the soles of the shoes came into contact with the ground.

Come to a sarcophagus nearby.

Xia Qi stopped and looked at the sarcophagus carefully.

The lid of the sarcophagus, and even the sarcophagus itself, are lined with cracks.

Cracks are long or short, thick or thin.

The long crack runs across the entire sarcophagus. As for the thick crack, it is as thick as two fingers put together, as if it was dug out by something.

There are no more than three answers to what is contained in the sarcophagus.

The dead, the ghosts, and the empty.

Because the sarcophagus is very big and high, Xia Qi doesn't need to squat down or stick it on. He only needs to get closer, and then through the cracks on the sarcophagus, he can know what's inside the sarcophagus.

He carefully looked towards one of the thicker cracks, but he didn't know if it was because the crack didn't go through the inside of the sarcophagus, so what he saw was still black.

But in a flash, Xia Qi felt that this was not the case.

Because the color of the sarcophagus is gray, even if the crack does not penetrate the interior, what he saw should be gray, not black.

This shows that there is indeed something in the sarcophagus.

something black?
Just when Xia Qi had doubts in his heart, his body stiffened involuntarily, and his eyes widened subconsciously.

Because he saw an eye.

A scarlet eye, just like him now, is looking at him through the crack in the sarcophagus at this moment.

"Ghost Emperor?"

Xia Qi's heart tightened and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

But the things in that coffin were very quiet, but the scarlet bloody eyes never left his body.

As if stimulated, he quickly walked a few meters towards the inside.

In the process, he stopped again.

Because the sarcophagus in front of him was full of cracks, and there were still many holes.

A ghostly aura like hair wafted out intermittently from time to time.

Xia Qi stared at the sarcophagus, and there were some noises from the sarcophagus at this time.

It can be seen that the things in the sarcophagus are not dead, but alive.

Could it be that all the sarcophagi are filled with ghost emperors?
Glancing across the cemetery, Xia Qi's face suddenly broke out in cold sweat. The cemetery is very large, and there are too many sarcophagi to count.

Even if there are [-] sarcophagi here, if there is a ghost emperor in every sarcophagus, wouldn't it mean that there are [-] ghost emperors?

This number made Xia Qi feel chilled.

But why is the ghost emperor in the sarcophagus so quiet?
As if willing to stay in the sarcophagus, there was no sound at all.

Xia Qi continued to walk inside, and the sarcophagi were arranged without any rules, and they were not neat. Some sarcophagi were vertical, some were horizontal, and many were slanted.

So walking inside is like entering a maze, no matter which direction there is a way.

Just stop and go like this, about half an hour passed, Xia Qi had to choose to rest because his body was too heavy.

In the process, he discovered a very scary thing.

That is, from these sarcophagi, there will always be a little ghost energy floating from time to time. The ghost energy is very thin. After floating out of the sarcophagus, it slowly enters the long river of ghost liquid above.

This also verified his previous guess that the long river formed by ghost liquid was indeed transformed by ghost energy.

And these ghostly auras come from the mouth below, and it is unknown how many sarcophagi there are.

But there is one thing that he can't figure out at all, that is, why are there so many ghost emperors here?
What is the reason that makes them stay in the sarcophagus willingly, like sheep producing wool, being drained little by little, exhausting the ghost energy stored in the body.

Just when Xia Qi was full of doubts, there was a sudden roar, and a stone suddenly stirred up thousands of waves, making the originally dead space boil instantly.

The mouthfuls of the sarcophagus began to tremble violently, and bursts of black or red dim light burst out from the dense cracks on it.

Tens of thousands or more sarcophagi shook together, and at the same time, the ground shook violently. Black dust rose all over the sky, stirring the long black river above, and slowly moving forward.

Surprised roars, ghost howls, and unwilling wailing, Xia Qi's heart was shocked, as if he had suffered a terrible soul attack, he blocked his ears tightly, and a strong bitterness appeared on his face.

He stood tiny among the many sarcophagi, watching each sarcophagus nearly rising from the ground, and the things inside seemed to be broken out.

(End of this chapter)