Chapter 552: The Resurrected Qin Dynasty General

"Aww!"

Xiao Hei let out an earth-shaking roar, his huge body jumped up suddenly, as if a black hurricane was blowing, he rushed towards the armored zombie soldier.

The spiritual energy surged in the temple, surging like a tide, and the momentum was extremely frightening.

"brush!"

Xiao Hei's pair of sharp claws landed on the zombie's body, and amidst the rubbing sound of gold and iron, the zombie was thrown backwards by Xiao Hei.

"not good!"

Seeing the zombie flying upside down and crashing into the stone statue of the general on the stone table, Wang Zhu yelled, but it was too late when he was caught off guard.

"Peng!"

The armored zombie bumped into the general on the stone table without any suspense, and made an earth-shattering muffled sound. In the muffled sound, the dust that had originally covered the general's stone statue was flying all over the sky. Suddenly, the entire temple was filled with dust. It was foggy and the visibility was extremely poor.

Wang Zhu pulled Su Xueji back to the broken stone gate, and his spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire temple in an instant.

To Wang Zhu's surprise, Xiao Hei, who was originally full of murderous aura, also retreated to the stone gate with him, and hid behind Wang Zhu, as if he was very scared.

Wang Chu knew that Xiao Hei was a master who bullied the weak and feared the strong, as long as it had a slight chance of winning, it would never be what it is now.

Quiet.

The atmosphere is quiet ▲ ", w¤ww. It's suffocating.

The dust was flying around, and Wang Chu couldn't see the situation in the temple clearly, but his sixth sense was extremely keen. What made him feel strange was that the zombie that was swooped by Xiao Hei hit the general's stone statue and rolled to the ground , Then knelt down on the ground and did not move.

A trace of cold murderous intent spread in the air bit by bit.

Suddenly, time and space seemed to be frozen.

That icy murderous intent was like ripples on the surface of the water, invading every inch of the temple's space little by little.

Time became incomparably long.

The flying dust actually fell very quickly, but Wang Chu and Su Xue felt like it had been going on for thousands of years.

What made Wang Chu and Su Xue feel the most uncomfortable was that the traces of cold murderous intent seemed to be alive, first invading every inch of space, and then wrapping around them bit by bit, like a cold silk that held them tightly. tightly bound.

It is conceivable how hopeless it is to watch yourself being tied up with ropes.

Wang Zhu did not escape, because there was no escape behind him.

Of course, Wang Chu can escape to a different space, but this is the last choice he can make when he has no chance of life, because if he wants to enter a different space, he must abandon Xiao Hei, and once Xiao Hei If he is killed, he will not be able to return to Earth in this life...

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Time passed by every minute and every second.

In the agony, finally, the dust all over the sky fell down, and under the bright light of the flashlight, the temple became completely visible again.

a pair of eyes.

A pair of cold murderous eyes.

A pair of eyes that see life like ants.

Almost immediately, Wang Zhu and Su Xue saw a pair of eyes on the face of the general's stone statue, because those eyes shot out a cold light, staring at Wang Zhu, motionless, piercing into Wang Zhu's soul like steel needles .

"He's alive!" Su Xue's delicate body trembled slightly, she was completely suppressed by the suffocating cold murderous aura, even if she was flattered or humiliated, she couldn't bear the overbearing murderous aura.

"fine."

Wang Zhu tightly held Su Xue's hand, and poured the spiritual energy into Su Xue's limbs, and then slowly loosened Su Xue's catkin.

Su Xue understood immediately, and pulled Xiao Hei back slowly. At this time, Xiao Hei was trembling, and the hair that had exploded like steel needles had also been pulled down deafly, without the slightest aura of a king who had been indomitable at the beginning, just like a poor puppy, the only difference was that its body was bigger than that of a dog. I don't know how many times the puppy is bigger.

Wang Zhu stood at the door, standing upright like a mountain, like a rock, with the aura of one man being the gatekeeper.

The wild fighting spirit blazed in the air.

At some point, the black long knife was already in Wang Zhu's hands. Under the illumination of the flashlight, the black blade shone with a strange black light, as if it had a soul.

Looking at the majestic back, Su Xue was inexplicably excited.

In Su Xue's eyes, Wang Zhu is a shameless, mean and vulgar villain who likes to add insult to injury. She has never seen Wang Zhu as a man who swallows mountains and rivers...

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Aura is activated, and invisible energy is pulsating outside the black long knife.

At this time, Wang Zhu didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, his fighting spirit was brewing to the peak, and his whole body was like a peerless sword that had been sharpened to shine.

Those cold eyes didn't blink, they stared at Wang Chu from beginning to end.

Wang Zhu looked at those eyes head-on, as if a flame was burning in his eyes, full of fighting spirit.

Wang Zhu didn't dare to retreat, and he didn't even dare to show the slightest fear, because he knew very well that this was a contest, a spiritual contest, and once he retreated or showed timidity, it would definitely lead to continuous fatal attacks from the opponent. hit.

No one understands the role of mental power better than Wang Chu.

In a different space, the spiritual power of the barbarians is slightly different from that of the earthlings, but both of them can be transformed into a powerful fighting spirit, directly destroying the opponent's will.

This is a formidable opponent!

Of course, Wang Zhu is not as relaxed as it appears on the surface, the cold murderous intent emanating from the stone statue's eyes is as real as it is.

Wang Cun can also be said to have experienced many battles. He was not only born and died in a different space, but also participated in countless battles on the earth. Not to mention the Sun Mountain Martial Arts Conference, the last time he went to the 51st District of the United States and A battle between a superman with twenty-four pairs of genes can be said to be close to death.

But there is no doubt that the owner of these eyes surpassed any powerful enemy in the past, because just the murderous aura emanating from his eyes made Wang Zhu fight with all his strength.

Inexplicably, Wang Chu thought of the prince.

Wang Zhu once had close contact with the blood prince in the basement of the castle, and he once felt this suffocating murderous aura from the prince.

Wild power surged through the limbs like a tide.

Wang Zhu waited, waiting for the shocking blow from the owner of those eyes...

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Click!

Click click click!

Kacha Kacha Kacha...

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Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking stone statues in the temple where needles could be heard. The sound was clear and audible at first, but then it became as dense as firecrackers, which was thrilling.

Seeing the cracks on the stone statue spreading like spider webs, Wang Zhu became more and more nervous.

In the midst of fear, the cracking sound of the stone statue finally stopped, which made Wang Zhu feel relieved inexplicably. He hated the dense and endless cracking sound, which caused him great psychological pressure. .

"flutter……"

Just as the sound of cracking stopped, a piece of stone fell from the forehead of the stone statue.

"Plop..."

When the first piece of stone fell down, the densely packed cracks like spider webs began to drop gravel. At the beginning, they fell one by one, and at the end, they began to fall like an avalanche. In an instant, a middle-aged man in black armor appeared.

The middle-aged man is white-faced and beardless, with a stern and stern expression, and a pair of eyes as deep as the vast night sky. Although the armor he wears has gone through two thousand years, it is still extremely bright, even if it was just seen from the broken stone statue. Breaking out of the body is also spotless, with a palpitating metallic texture.

The middle-aged man looked around, his body was still motionless, but that motionless body gave Wang Chu a mountain-like pressure.

Wang Zhu didn't dare to relax at all, his divine sense locked onto the man on the stone case, unaware that his black long knife was already wrapped in boiling black flames.

This is a person.

A real person.

Looking at those clear eyes full of cold murderous intent, Wang Chu immediately affirmed that this middle-aged man was not a zombie, but a living person, a person from the Qin Dynasty who had been sleeping here for more than two thousand years...

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

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Suddenly, dozens of terracotta warriors half-kneeled on the ground, looking up at the man on the stone table with expressionless faces.

A strange feeling rose in Wang Chu's heart.

Obviously, there is a living person inside those stone statues, they may have turned into zombies, but from their uniform movements, it can be seen that they have an indescribable feeling for the general on the stone table Describing awe.

A zombie is in awe of a living person. It is conceivable how loyal they are to that person when they are alive, so that the root of loyalty is implanted in the soul, even if they become a zombie, they still remain loyal.

"You...are...Wang Clumsy?" The middle-aged man suddenly opened his mouth to speak, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was a little mechanical, but he didn't stutter, and there was still an unparalleled majesty between the pauses.

"Ah...you...you...you know me?"

Wang Zhu was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Not only was Wang Zhu so startled that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, but Su Xue behind him also had a petrified expression on his face.

Things seemed too weird. An ancient man from many years ago suddenly called out Wang Chu's name, which is beyond the scope of human thinking.

"What year is it?" The middle-aged man didn't answer Wang Stupid.

"What time... It's been more than 2,200 years since the Qin Dynasty." Wang Zhu smiled wryly.

"More than two thousand and two hundred years..." The general of the Qin Dynasty, who was originally as stable as Mount Tai, was also shocked from ear to ear. He looked around and was speechless for a long time.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"I will...I know you." The middle-aged man looked at Wang Zhu, his deep eyes seemed to see through Wang Zhu's internal organs.

"Know me...I get it!"

Hearing an ancient man from 2,000 years ago speaking modern words, Wang Zhu had a flash of inspiration and realized it all at once.

Obviously, this general of the Qin Dynasty knew about his affairs with the First Emperor, and even learned the modern language.

Know what happened between Emperor Shihuang...

Thinking of this, Wang Zhu was shocked. He finally understood what the task entrusted to him by the first emperor was to revive the general of the Qin Dynasty.

Why did the first emperor arrange for a general to be resurrected after two thousand years?

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