Chapter 2947 Gods and Demons Trial Ground Opening the Coffin (3)

Volume 11 Trial Ground of Gods and Demons Chapter 2981 Opening the Coffin (3)

"Why did a woman come out?"

"You feel like she's a human being?"

"Is this her tomb or the emperor's tomb?"

Nirvana Tianzun and others all stopped in mid-air. No one went to save the Haotian Sect leader. They were all wary of this mysterious woman who suddenly appeared. But her whole body was filled with deathly energy, and she couldn't feel the slightest bit of anger, so she couldn't be considered a living person at all.

"Pfft!"

The woman suddenly crushed the heart of the leader of the Haotian Sect, and withdrew the pale and thin hand from his chest. When she raised her head, the body of the leader of the Haotian Sect was completely shriveled, and she heard a thin voice. It broke into pieces and scattered to the bottom of the sea.

All the strong men took a breath, are they dead? The leader of the Haotian Sect died like this?

They all have a dream-like trance. After all, they are the masters of the imperial way. No matter what, they should at least resist!

There was a dim light in the woman's empty eyes, which swept across everyone present and landed on Qin Ming.

"She seems to be looking at you." Jiuying reminded Qin Ming.

"Netherworld Charm!"

"What?"

"She is probably Ming Mei!" Qin Ming guessed her identity to some extent, but he was a little unsure. If it was really her, how could she be buried with Emperor Qianyuan?

The woman suddenly rose up, her speed was so fast that even with the eyesight of Nirvana Tianzun and others, they could barely follow her. She passed through the powerful forces and left the underwater whirlpool directly, but no one dared to intercept her. This woman could easily kill the leader of the Haotian Sect as soon as she woke up. If she regained her full strength later by fighting, she might not know what her strength would be.

Besides, they are here to steal babies, not women.

They comforted themselves like this, pretending that nothing happened, and began to approach the chaos below.

"What is a ghost?"

"She belongs to the underworld."

"You're familiar with it?"

"It's not bad, after all, he is a person who has died once." Qin Ming winked at Jiu Ying, and followed him into the mist of chaos and came to the depths of the seabed.

It was already a ruin, with strata fractured, trenches collapsing, ferocious fissures crisscrossing the seafloor, and waves of powerful energy blooming from the depths of the ruins.

Nirvana Heavenly Lord, the leader of the Ancestral Desolate God Cult, etc. all remained vigilant and approached cautiously. An ancient sleeping palace is located among the ruins. Most of it is buried underneath, and only a small part is exposed. The specific appearance cannot be seen. Not surprisingly, it should be the emperor's tomb they are looking forward to.

"Where are Taixu Ancient Dragon and the others?"

"Why is there no movement?"

"Maybe they are all dead! With Emperor Qianyuan's strength at that time, it was easy to set up several immortal-killing formations. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the power should still be there."

"It is said that Xianwu died in the first three times when the Emperor's Tomb was opened!"

"Who knows what happened at that time?"

"It's been tens of thousands of years, and there aren't many records in historical materials."

They nervously explored the ancient and magnificent dormitory. This unexpected calm made them very uneasy. No matter how arrogant and powerful they were outside, they did not dare to be careless at this moment.

"Xiao Jiu'er, are they usually so cowardly?" Qin Ming suddenly asked Jiu Ying softly.

All nine heads of Jiu Ying rolled their eyes, you are so damn little Jiu Er.

"I was showing off my power outside just now and was so powerful. Why am I scared like a grandson here?" Qin Ming whispered softly.

All pairs of sharp eyes were cast on Qin Ming, but they were not stimulated by him. The strong men dispersed one after another and went around the dormitory to investigate carefully. If there was a commotion inside, they would definitely rush in as soon as possible, fight when they should, and rob when they should. However, there was no movement after the immortal warriors entered, so they couldn't help but be vigilant. The dignified leader of the Haotian Sect died so easily, and they didn't want to follow in that footsteps again.

A large number of strong men kept rushing down from above, and their eyes lit up when they saw the dormitory. However, the nervousness of the powerful men made them calm down, and they did not dare to take risks easily.

However, as more and more strong men came in, some people gradually couldn't hold back, and tentatively moved forward, and gradually noticed the ancient characters carved on the dormitory hall.

"What do these words mean? Does anyone understand them?"

"Could it be a Taoist secret technique?"

"It could also be a battle formation!"

"This dormitory seems to have no entrance. Will it be necessary to use blood to stimulate these ancient characters?"

They were discussing the ancient characters on the dormitory hall. One person couldn't help but reached out and touched the ancient characters. As soon as he touched them, the ancient characters stirred up a violent wave of air and knocked him away. Then... all the ancient characters on the surface of the ancient palace. They all seemed to be awakened and began to squirm slowly.

"These ancient characters seem to have life."

The ancient characters on the surface of the dormitory hall began to bloom with wonderful splendor, like a crane spreading its wings, with extraordinary agility, like a small dragon tumbling, vigorous and domineering, like an ape galloping, full of wildness, and all the ancient characters quickly started to writhe, trying to break out of the wall. A mysterious atmosphere began to fill the dormitory, and heavy fog began to evaporate.

"The dormitory is about to open!"

A large number of strong people were excited. They didn't expect it to be so easy. Many began to rush forward, eager to rush in and fight for the treasure.

"Retreat!" Qin Ming suddenly reminded Jiu Ying. Before he could finish his words, something suddenly shot up in the air.

"Something's wrong!" Jin Huan was alarmed by the crisis and quickly retreated with the leader of the Dark Saint Cult.

The Nirvana Heavenly Lord and others changed their colors one after another. This was a more terrifying aura than the previous death aura. In just a short while, it had surged like a vast ocean and doubled in size. The entire seabed became blurry and distorted. Before those people who crowded to the front of the dormitory could understand what was going on, they collapsed into blood on the spot, staining the bottom of the sea red.

"Run away!" the crowd screamed.

"boom……"

Endless brilliance suddenly bloomed in the dormitory, shaking the sea floor and roaring in all directions. Thousands of people were mercilessly submerged, screaming and struggling, but they were quickly turned into ashes, and their bodies and souls disappeared completely.

"Get out, get out!"

The heads of the Xing family and others kept shouting fiercely, and they quickly retreated with their disciples and beasts.

Qin Ming's wings vibrated violently, and rushed high into the sky like lightning. He hugged the eight-winged woman from the Lingxiao Heavenly Kingdom, stirred up a boiling golden frenzy, and swept away the other holy wings and iron wings who had not yet understood the situation. tribesmen.

The woman's expression suddenly changed, and she tried her best to struggle, but the sharply rising terrifying aura below made her and the other tribesmen's expressions suddenly change.

"Boom!"

As if the world was trembling, the boiling brilliance in the dormitory shone on the bottom of the sea, and the ocean was vast, as if a god was awakening on the bottom of the sea. The terrifying energy swallowed up countless strong men, and even several pterosaurs were swallowed up in the shrill screams. The leader of the Ancestral Wild God Sect who had been leaning at the front was almost crushed alive and fled out in a bloody mess. As for the disciples around him, there were not many left.

The light bloomed violently and suddenly, and disappeared even more quickly.

When all the strong men stopped in shock and turned around to look, the chaotic space below was clear and clear, and they could see clearly. There were at least two thousand strong men frozen there in a fleeing posture, and they were rapidly moving disappear. From flesh and blood to internal organs to bones, you can even see the soul, everything is disappearing and annihilating.

Qin Ming's face was solemn. The ancient palace buried for endless years could be so powerful with just a touch! It's just... Qin Ming was only paying attention to the situation below, and didn't notice how ambiguous his current posture was. Although he was tall and strong, he still looked very petite in front of the eight-winged saint. This fierce hug, his head was just right Buried in her chest.