Chapter 907 Runaway Ancient Sea Ten Thousand Years of Time and Space

Chapter 907 Ten Thousand Years of Time and Space

In the depths of the ground, the mud is surging, like a tide like a wave, like an abyss of purgatory, boundless. The chains here are vertical and horizontal, interspersed in a complex way, and each chain is shining with black light, surging with wonderful but powerful energy.

A bloody jade-like skeleton floated quietly in the depths of the mud. The jade bone was crystal clear, like precious jade, with a bright red luster. The skeleton raised its head slightly, as if to see through the heavy mud and look up at the sky. It was surrounded by a group of mysterious energy, and the blood mist was transpiring, and occasionally an ethereal image of a woman appeared, but it was blurry.

All the chains were woven around the bones in a dreadful web.

Qin Ming thought he was going to die, but when he opened his eyes, he saw such a picture.

Could this blood jade skeleton be that woman?

The mysterious power around the skeleton is like her soul, reawakened after thousands of years, she is exploring Qin Ming, looking for the familiarity that awakens her.

"Senior... who are you... why did you bring me here?"

Qin Ming was finally able to speak, but the shock in his heart couldn't be further increased. Is this woman also the murderer who was sealed away thousands of years ago? With such a fierce power spanning ten thousand years, what kind of character should she have been in the past? Even Qingluan Baogu was just one of the many magic soldiers who suppressed her.

The skeleton floated in front of Qin Ming, without the tyranny just now, nor the aura of dominating the world, but the luster like blood jade was silently dimming, and the mysterious energy was relatively increasing.

Xiaozu opened his eyes in the turtle shell, and a dim light flickered. What happened thousands of years ago? This old witch was originally one of the planners of the era of chaos, why was she even sealed!

Who can seal her?

And who plotted against her?

The years are boundless, the avenue is ruthless, and even she, who was once all-powerful, has turned into a pile of dry bones, silent in this endless mud.

But what did she recruit Qin Ming for?

There are so many heroes and geniuses out there, why did you choose Qin Ming?

Xiao Zu silently explored the outside, but he didn't dare to show his face. Although ten thousand years have passed, the seal of the exile place is still very strong, especially the core of this seal, which is entrenched with the power of 'chaos'. It doesn't want to be suppressed here when it is about to leave the turtle shell.

"Senior...why did you bring me here?" Qin Ming was bitter. The island should have disappeared. I don't know if Yueqing and the others escaped. They should be sad. Qin Ming tried to activate the martial arts, but the spiritual power in his body flowed peacefully, uncontrollable at all, and even Lei Chan in the sea of ​​Qi seemed to have become very quiet.

Am I going to guard this pile of bones from now on?

How long can I live?

If I die, what will Yueqing do?

In the muddy abyss there was no sound, no living thing, except the mud and chains, lifeless. Qin Ming's consciousness gradually became drowsy, and he tried his best to hold up his eyelids, but his vision became more and more hazy. The mud wrapped the golden light around him, spreading to the skin, starting from the hands, wrapping around the arms, eroding the body and freezing the soul.

Qin Ming fought hard, but neither his consciousness nor his spiritual power could be controlled, and even the golden blood seemed to flow a lot slower.

I don't know how long it took, the blood jade skeleton dimmed, lost its luster, and turned into dry bones, but the mysterious energy was strong and blazing, turning into a mist, drifting towards Qin Ming, coiling around his forehead, condensing into a mysterious bloody tattoo.

Qin Ming's whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, and he only heard an ethereal murmur before he fell into a coma.

"Flesh and blood make paper, and origami makes a boat."

"Turn the soul into a lamp, cross... the time and space of ten thousand years..."

"I'm waiting for you at Qianqiu Palace on Jiuyi Mountain..."

"I must... come..."

The blue mist outside the island was billowing violently, like a vast ocean blown by a strong wind. It was surging and violent. The dense fog rose into the sky like a raging wave, like a volcano erupting into the distance. The violent scene made countless people feel the pressure on their faces. Fortunately, I didn't rush in rashly. The roars and loud noises that came out from inside seemed to wake up the sleeping monsters, and the surging killing power and resentment surged out, raging across the ocean, and impacting everyone's nerves.

What the hell is this place?

Is it the tomb of Zhanzun Qingluan?

Why is it like a dusty purgatory!

Is history going to repeat itself, and people who go in can never come out again?

The elders of the Hai Clan, Dihuang Island, Shengquanmen, and many other powerful clans and factions waited anxiously, and the big monsters of the Yao Clan also occupied one side, waiting for their offspring.

Anxiously waiting outside, inside is also a miserable escape scene.

From the opening of the island to the present, nearly 30,000 people and demons have broken into the island, and thousands of them have died due to various accidents. At this moment, they are fleeing desperately, regardless of their dignity and image, staring at the distance, desperately trying to disperse the mud tide, and running wildly regardless of everything.

However, the torrential rain poured down, the ground trembled, and more and more mud covered the knees, engulfing everything. A large number of people and monsters were mercilessly engulfed, screaming and desperate wailing, one after another, everywhere on the island It can be seen that it looks like a hell on earth.

Someone tried to save his companion, but he was also dragged down, stuck in the mud, and sank wailing.

Some people went crazy and ran wildly on other people's shoulders, but they were violently thrown out and fell into the mud.

Someone soared into the sky, caught the raptors, and drove them to escape from the island as soon as possible.

The area of ​​the island is too large, and it is almost impossible to run to the end in one go. But the rainstorm was all over the sky, and the mud was churning, getting thicker and thicker.

Some people knelt on the ground in despair, screaming and howling in the sky, but the sky was merciless, no one listened to their despair, and the mud was mercilessly swallowed.

Some people panicked, stepped into the mud-covered river, and sank in no time, even if they frantically released their martial arts, it was of no avail.

The birds of prey, as well as those who can control the air, rushed to the edge first after a difficult escape, but what awaited them was the same boiling blue mist, but at this time, no one cared so much, gritted their teeth, Bite the bullet and rushed in.

The sensation of the 'Qingluan Ancient Ruins' lasted from early morning to noon, only more than 700 humans and more than 1,000 spirit monsters escaped, and the rest were all sealed up on the island forever with the disappearance of the island, isolated in the real world. out of the world.

Such a shocking number not only made the escaped people terrified, but even the people waiting outside felt cold all over. Although the entire army was not wiped out like it was thousands of years ago, this time it was a well-prepared expedition, and the number was higher than that of thousands of years ago. It more than doubled that time. Even so, less than two thousand escaped alive.

This made it impossible for many people who were eager to try to snatch the treasure. There were too few people, and most of the people who escaped were sect disciples and strong clan heirs who were carrying secret treasures.