"Poof"


    The stone man spirit was very decisive, turned his left hand into a holy sword, flashed a cold light, and cut off his right arm shoulder to shoulder, allowing God''s blood to gush.


    That arm quickly turned into a light rain, leaving nothing. The horror of the scene made everyone dare not go out.


    "Impossible... What''s going on?" the people were cold, and many people trembled and shouted.


    Although Shi renling can not be said to be the most powerful person in the world, he definitely has a place in the top column of people.


    However, such people, in the face of this light, have no power to fight back. How can others resist?


    It''s terrible. Is anyone leading everything here and urging the imperial soldiers to attack the heroes?


    It was so terrible that everyone was cold from head to foot.


    This is beyond people''s expectation. It''s just a imperial mausoleum. Why is there a living Zhi Johnson spirit? Is he controlling all this?


    For a long time, it was very quiet here. The hearts of the people were as heavy as a mountain.


    "Boom!"


    In front, a blazing light rises, many ancient mountains explode, towering mountains explode, and rocks collapse into clouds!


    People were surprised. What kind of change was this?


    Roaring, riprap through the air, God can beat the shore like a startling wave, the vast chaos explodes, the ancient mountains are torn apart, and there is a mess here.


    The ancient land in front is completely split, and I don''t know how many mountains have fallen. Finally, a magnificent altar is exposed. It seems that the first god mountain in ancient times has been cut off by the waist and become the ancient god platform in front.


    On the top, there are five or six weapons on display. Some are brilliant and release immortal immortal brilliance. Some are simple and plain without any fluctuation.


    With the arrival of the people, these ancient artifacts revived and glowed. One of them was the God''s awn that attacked the people just now, which made the stone people''s spirits hate.


    "No, the Qi engine of the imperial army. Are they all so many together?" people couldn''t believe it.


    "Poof!"


    Suddenly, without a sound, a dim weapon flew in with an unstoppable trend, pierced the forehead bone of an evil devil and ghost family, and splashed blood. He died on the spot.


    "Dead, one of the strongest is dead!" people blew the pot. In front of such weapons, even the strongest demons could not stop them and were killed on the spot.


    This makes people suspect that in the ancient dream, the emperor''s Tibetan army exploded, revealing such a magic altar. The dusty weapons were born and shocking.


    Qin Feng is even more discolored. The endless ghosts and gods even face each other and disappear. This kind of imperial soldier is too terrible!


    This is the tomb of an emperor. A weapon can easily kill everyone present. It makes people tremble.


    It''s definitely the emperor''s weapon, the most powerful weapon in the world. Otherwise, how can you crack the accompanying stone hammer, and now you can''t fight against a powerful person without a sound.


    This place has exploded. How can we fight? It is absolutely how many people come and die. The strongest are not enemies. Monks in the whole universe can''t pile corpses!


    "Stand back and retreat quickly!"


    Some old celebrities'' voices trembled. The big tomb was beyond their expectation again and again. It was fundamentally different from what they imagined. The emperor''s corpse had not been seen, but there were a series of tragedies.


    It was a huge altar of gods and demons, which cut the mountain flat. There were five weapons buried on it. Each of them was resurrected, and the breath of gods was filled with horror.


    Unfortunately, I can''t see clearly.


    The blood and tears of the blazing and shining people will flow, the divine knowledge will collapse, and the dim ones will hide in the emptiness. They can''t see the true face and don''t know what shape it is.


    This is the burial place of the emperor, where he buried the artifacts that had accompanied him all his life.


    Suddenly, a dragon chant resounded through the nine sky, and the huge dragon horse that had disappeared earlier appeared again, crossing the end of the sky and raising his head in this direction.


    This is really a shocking picture. The red dragon is bigger than many mountains. Any mountain peak is like a small mound in front of it, too small.


    Now the emperor''s soldiers, the emperor''s mount also appeared, raised their heads and looked at each other here, which was shocking.


    Boom!


    Behind the huge red dragon, a huge mountain larger than the stars appears, stretching across the end of heaven and earth. It is boundless, up to chaos, down to nine secluded towns, and I don''t know how high it is.


    At the root of the mountain, there was a huge cave. The red dragon swayed its tail and disappeared into it. The sound of dragon singing shocked people''s soul, the clouds surged, and the red Linjiao flickered in the cave from time to time.


    The emperor''s Mount, transformed from a horse into a dragon, churned in the huge nest. Each red dragon scale was several feet long.


    Unfortunately, no one dares to approach.


    Boom!


    The emperor''s soldiers have changed! The sky fell and the earth fell apart, like the Supreme Lord was about to resurrect, and large mountains and rivers became dust. Only the altar towered there and shook constantly.


    The recovery of the Imperial Army, and there are five things at once. Who can stand it? They turned and fled regardless of the others.


    "Stop, don''t send out the murderous spirit. This is a blasphemy to the imperial soldiers. They are activated because of this. We need to calm down." the old monk shouted.


    He saw the essence of the problem. The imperial soldiers were so sacred and dignified. They were buried for endless years. Now they have to see the light of the sky, and the internal gods will naturally have some fierce reactions.


    Zijin Buddha bridge flashed, showing a sense of auspiciousness and harmony at the feet of the people. The pure power of faith filled the air, calming people''s hearts.


    This bridge is made by the great God of the Buddha. It has watered the mental power of all sentient beings. After being tempered in various ways, it has no impurities and has the glittering divine brilliance of the purest side of the people''s heart.


    It is known that it can measure all the spirits of the heavens and let all sentient beings lead to the other side. Now it really shows its transcendence and effectively resolves the idea of killing.


    At this point, the five weapons on the altar of gods and Demons gradually calmed down, and the breath of destruction did not manifest.


    "Amitabha."


    Many people could not help but read the Buddha''s name, and the Zijin Buddha bridge was more sacred, peaceful and flowing.


    The mountains and rivers are crumbling. This place is dilapidated and devastated. Only one altar is intact, simple and magnificent.


    The five imperial soldiers above showed their true body and no longer shook. They were quietly displayed there. They were all fragments, not without weapons.


    They are silvery white, some have no guanze and are very dim, while some have a faint layer of brilliance. Each piece has an ancient meaning of vicissitudes. I don''t know how many thousands of years it has gone through.


    This is a sword. I don''t know why it broke. It became five pieces and scattered on the ground.


    Everyone was stunned. This is definitely the emperor''s weapon. It was broken by someone. It''s too shocking!


    "How on earth did it break?" people were shocked and dared not approach and watch from a distance.


    The fracture is irregular, like being shaken by life. How powerful it must be to destroy an imperial soldier is beyond common sense.


    If there is a war, it will be earth shaking!