Chapter 840 Runaway in the Ancient Sea
Chapter 840 Riding the Tide and the Sea
The three statues moved rumblingly, like gods, as towering as a mountain, and moved the sea with their hands, disturbing the vast ocean transformed by the chart, and the huge sound shook the sky and moved the sea. They pulled huge waves layer upon layer, continuously churning, hitting the blue fog in the sea chart, they moved islands, big and small, like stars, crossing the sea and hitting the blue fog.
Infused with the spiritual power of countless people, the three statues seemed to turn the sea chart into a vast ocean battlefield, drawing the power of the ocean to attack the ancient site of Qingluan together.
The riot was magnificent and shocking.
The battlefield above spread to the sea below, the vast sea was overturned, huge waves were surging, countless ships were swallowed up, and a large number of warriors were sucked into the bottom of the sea.
Qin Ming was astonished, this was not a sea chart, but rather some kind of mysterious formation, this could not be a game set up by the three of them, but it was the result of the brainpower of countless people!
Qin Ming suddenly had a guess that this was the revenge of the group of people who were trapped in the Qingluan Ancient Site thousands of years ago, a revenge that spanned thousands of years. Thousands of years ago, the ancient ruins of Qingluan disappeared, and they had no way to escape and no way to survive. They poured all their hard work and resentment into this remnant picture, hoping to revenge later.
In the east, the Qingluan Ancient Ruins finally appeared. It is so big, like an archipelago, it fills the field of vision, and it is hundreds of miles away. It is shocking. The Qingluan Ancient Site was shrouded in a monstrous blue mist, billowing and turbulent, as vast as the sea, and a huge Qingluan beast could be vaguely seen inside, a horrifying ominous power spread between the sky and the sea, countless people were terrified and dared not face it .
The Haitu battlefield intensified, and the green mist around the Qingluan Ancient Ruins was affected and became weaker and weaker, as if being crazily consumed by some kind of force.
People look at the high-altitude chart battlefield, and then look at the ancient site of Dongfang Qingluan. Their expressions are extremely strange, as if the souls of the dead thousands of years ago fought, vented, and took revenge across time and space.
However, the sea chart has existed for thousands of years after all, and the soul power and energy in it are seriously consumed. Even if there are tens of thousands of spiritual power injections, it is not enough to reproduce the original fierce power, and the Qingluan ancient site will not be so easy. is destroyed. Suddenly, the Qingluan beast shadow in the depths of the blue mist screamed loudly, its wings vibrated, shaking the heavens and the earth, a huge energy erupted from the inside, and the blue mist became thick again, surging like the sea.
The three portraits suddenly stopped moving, gradually faded, disappeared without a trace, and sighed, ethereal and empty, echoing in everyone's ears like reality and illusion. A vengeance spanning thousands of years, weak...powerless...finally an empty dream.
The sea chart collapsed, lost its brilliance, lost the wonder of the vast sea, and fell from the sky in fragments, and the remaining charts were dull, yellow and old.
The sea chart is no longer there, but the ancient site of Qingluan actually appears in front of the eyes, just floating in the distance so quietly, there is no huge momentum, and there are no weird changes, but it brings a terrifying sense of oppression to everyone.
Tens of thousands of people and countless spirit demons were staring at the archipelago-like Qingluan historic site, no one was moving forward, it was surprisingly quiet.
All Shengwu remained rational and did not act rashly. They yearn for the spiritual treasure in Qingluan's ancient site, but they cherish their own lives even more. The tragedy that happened thousands of years ago has been widely circulated until now. None of the people who went in came out. Looking at the revenge of the three portraits spanning thousands of years, they were crazily obsessed, and one can imagine their despair at that time. Even the Sovereign of the Underworld is trapped inside, what will happen if we go in?
It is not easy for them to advance to the holy realm. Everyone wants to make further progress, but they never want to die easily.
However, when the holy warriors were thinking silently, the people below the holy warriors began to move. For all warriors, being promoted to the holy warrior is a lifelong pursuit, like a raging flame, burning all the time. To become a Martial Saint is not only the pursuit of martial arts, but also represents the supreme status and countless treasures. But how difficult it is to take this step forward, there must be a great opportunity, and the size of the opportunity directly determines the future achievements after being promoted to the Martial Saint.
After half an hour of silence, someone finally mustered up the courage to go forward by boat and approach the Qingluan Ancient Site. When someone takes the lead, someone follows. More and more people act and help more people make up their minds.
When the first group of people disappeared into the mist, there were no accidents, at least they didn't hear any screams, the people behind all summoned their courage, and rushed to the Qingluan Ancient Site one after another. In the end, thousands of boats raced across the sea at full speed, breaking into the fog in all directions.
Qin ordered them to take a boat to get close to the Qingluan Ancient Site, swept a handful of green mist from the air, and found nothing unusual, so they broke in with confidence.
In the distance, the Hai clan's team noticed that Qin ordered them to enter, and they also moved one after another, breaking into the Qingluan historic site.
"Everyone, be careful and be careful around you."
"Try to hold your breath and don't inhale the blue mist."
"Everyone defends in one direction, beware of the sea clan's sneak attack."
"When you are attacked, fight back immediately, without mercy."
Qin ordered them to remind each other, especially the Hai Clan.
Now that he has entered the Qingluan Ancient Site, no one will restrain himself any longer. Resentment and hatred will be retaliated against. Regardless of conspiracy or conspiracy, whoever leaves alive is the winner.
The blue fog is thick, and the visibility is almost less than half a meter. Not only is the vision restricted, but even the consciousness cannot be expanded. It seems to be trapped in some kind of quagmire, and the surrounding area is very quiet. Not anymore.
"There's something wrong here..." Qin Ming was about to turn his head, when he was surprised to find that the white tiger beside him was gone, and Yue Qing who was following him was also gone: "Who is still there! Call me back!"
The hull floated forward quietly, but there seemed to be no one on board, not even a little movement.
The hull suddenly cracked, as if it had hit a rock, or as if it had been violently attacked by something, it shook violently and fell apart in an instant. Qin Ming spread his wings, soared into the sky, and was vigilant about his surroundings, but what surprised him was that although the hull cracked, the sound was not loud, as if the thick blue fog could even absorb the sound. Tong Xintong said that they were all gone too. They didn't hear anything, let alone see anyone.
Qin Ming shook Lei Chao, trying to attract the attention of others, but Lei Chao also quickly weakened after breaking into the green mist, and disappeared completely within five meters.
"Xiaozu! Help me find out where the others are." Qin Ming took Xiaogui out of the collar and put it on his shoulder.
Xiaogui poked his head out, looking at the surrounding mist, with a dazed expression, unable to find anything, not even the familiar breath of the white tiger.
Qin Ming floated in mid-air for a while, turned around, hoping to meet a few people, but he was disappointed, turned and turned within a hundred meters, and didn't even meet anyone, which made him more vigilant Yes, he even lost his sense of direction, as if he was deep in the abyss of thick fog, and his field of vision was completely covered with blue fog.
"Go forward!" Xiao Zu reminded Qin Ming that even though he was so close, the sound was still subtle like mosquitoes and flies after penetrating into Qin Ming's ears.
Xiao Zu is also interested in the Qingluan Ancient Ruins. There is a "Yao Zun" buried here. I don't know how it is different from the "Yao Zun" of that era ten thousand years ago, but since he dares to call him a "Zun", it will never be easy .