The excited look of the golden wings can be seen by anyone, the lock lock chain is his chain of locking the sky, is he back?
For some reason, the big golden wings cried with excitement.In that war-torn era, Daqin's army conquered the world, and those once pretentious alchemists had no resistance under these iron horses, like lambs slaughtered by others.But they are not desperate.Because there are endless bronze chains in the sky that span the universe, blocking the whole heaven and earth, and when they can't escape, the bronze chains shoot out of nothingness, blocking the sword that pierces their chests.The big golden wings were so excited that they couldn't help but look at the other end of the bronze chain, was it really him?
The only faith in this world is for their alchemists.Then the whole face that was originally excited directly stiffened.It was a mountain bee, and the bronze chain was shot from the top of the mountain.He didn't see what the priest believed, but instead saw a noble person with a white soft light all over his body.He knows who he is, and under the sky, he is the only one who can know heavenly arts.A contradictory person, as the crown prince of Great Qin, also shoulders the mission of exterminating all the monks in the world.But in the same way, he is also on a mission to save the world, he is the means that the man uses to deal with the tyrant, a contradictory man who is willing to be used.I have to say that among Great Qin, there are many, many contradictory people like him.This was originally a war that no one understood, maybe even the man and the tyrant didn't know what they were doing, but fate continued the war between the two of them and affected the world.Chapter 45 The shriveled Fang Shi with big golden wings of the Terracotta Army was rescued, but his face was not a trace of happiness, but he was very stiff.Is it that he doesn't know gratitude?
Don't you know?
No, a person like him who has been sleeping for thousands of years is still very mature in his mind, as for the reason, the bronze chain wrapped around the blood-colored sword of the White God Zen was loosened, and the voice of the person holding the heavenly chain came from the top of the mountain in the distance, now, you can kill.He was a disciple of that person, holding a chain of heavenly locks, so he couldn't see Fang Shi and see death without saving him, but he was also the crown prince of Great Qin, and he had to kill Fang Shi when he saw him.The big golden wings have an urge to scold their mother, the people of Xianqin are a group of psychos, they will kill if they want to, and they have to make things so complicated.One will save and one will kill, he feels that he must be made into a nervous disorder.However, he didn't have many surprises, because this kind of thing was already used to it in the pre-Qin period, one would save and the other would kill, and the saddest thing was Fang Shi, who was like being completely played.However, if it wasn't for the Heaven Chain's deviation from the Killing God Sword just now, he would have become another unjust soul on the God Killing Sword.The big golden wings looked very exciting, and then turned around and ran.Next to him, the guy with three heads and six arms, seeing that something was wrong, also hurried away.It's just that he doesn't have the incredible speed of the big golden wings.After only a few steps, there was a young man with a very strange skin color and a serious face standing in front of him, the young man looked up, whether you are a priest or not, it doesn't matter to me, but you shouldn't sleep near the imperial tomb.He was responsible for guarding the imperial tomb, and there were actually people sleeping next to the imperial tomb, using the breath of the imperial tomb to prevent the decay of the body.This was a provocation to his duty to guard the imperial tomb.The three heads were stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, he was afraid that the pre-Qin would kill the gods, and he would not be able to defeat the pre-Qin prince on the top of the mountain peak in the distance, but it was not something that could be stopped by just one person, I didn't see that he had grown three heads and six arms, even in the pre-Qin, this is a very powerful magic technique, and only the best can practice it.He clenched his fist, and the bones creaked.was about to rush forward with his fists, and they all said that a good man is difficult to defeat with four hands, and he has six, look at his six arms to beat the other party down.It's just that the young man on the opposite side unhurriedly took out a painting from a bag in his hand.Jiang Yan was not far away, he could see it clearly, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange, this bag was almost the same as the one from Bai Shenzen, it didn't look big, but it could hold a lot of things, it was really convenient.The bronze boy also glanced at Bai Shenchan, when he went from home to Xianqin, he brought a lot of good things out, he was young and ignorant, and he thought that these things were sparse and didn't care much, and he was deceived by others a lot, Bai Shenchan's bag was what he brought out from home, and he was fooled.The attention of the three heads was on the picture scroll that the bronze boy had taken out.The three heads who were about to run up and beat people suddenly stopped, the expression on their faces was the same as that of the soy sauce shop, the whole person was not good, and his voice was a little trembling, Immortal Night Performance, you are the big butler Ganluo.Jiang Yan was also full of surprise, not surprised that the bronze boy was Gan Luo, because he had already guessed it.Instead, he was surprised by the painting that the bronze boy took out.Immortal Night Recital?
It should sound like a pretty picture.But, what bullshit, there are just a few messy strokes on the painting, and a little person seems to be holding a guqin to play at night.If it weren't for the name of the Immortal Night Concert, he wouldn't be able to tell if he was killed, and the painting depicted a person playing the piano.As for why nocturnal?
Jiang Yan looked at a round cake painted on the scroll, this is the moon?
What a mess of things, obviously the name is very good, but I have to say that it is a bad painting, just like a child's graffiti.In fact, Jiang Yan really didn't guess wrong, this is when Gan Luo was seven years old, he saw an immortal playing the piano under the bright moon and painting.Jiang Yan was very surprised, why did the three heads almost roll to the ground in fright when they saw this painting, and their faces suddenly turned around and ran.But immediately, Jiang Yan heard a faint sound of the piano coming from inside the painting.It's very faint, if it's nothing, but it's impossible to ignore.Hiss!
I saw that the three heads that had fled had several deep wounds on their bodies without warning, as if they had been cut by something out of thin air.Jiang Yan's face was full of surprise, such a child's graffiti is so powerful?
The bronze boy's face was a little disdainful, he had a lot of treasures.It is said that Prince Fusu and His Royal Highness Hu Hai of the pre-Qin Dynasty are the most proud disciples of the immortals, but didn't they learn the art of heaven and earth?
He dared to learn a little fur, but he had been with the immortals since he was a child, and he learned the art that those two self-righteous guys couldn't beat.The bronze boy looked at the three heads that had fled and hesitated, for the horror and fear on the faces of the three heads seemed to be magnified by a factor of three.The bronze boy raised the painting in his hand, and finally put it away.He really didn't understand why the immortals bothered with the affairs of these messy people, they stayed at home and were so free.Although he couldn't figure it out, since the immortals wanted to take care of them, it was not easy for him to be a killer.It's just a pity that he just ran an errand for the immortals, and went to send a letter to the immortals to Xianyang, the imperial capital of the pre-Qin Dynasty, but he didn't expect to be deceived into helping that tyrant guard the mausoleum for thousands of years, and he was angry when he thought about it.Ganluo's words couldn't help but appear in his mind, Ganluo, how about we make a bet?
I am willing to be buried deep in the ground without seeing the light for thousands of years, if I can do it, how about you guard the imperial tomb for me?
Gan Luo was stunned at the time, how could this be possible?
This tyrant is the emperor of the world, the monarch of the world, the most noble and powerful existence in the world, how could he willingly bury himself in the ground and endure thousands of years of loneliness and darkness.In Ganro's opinion, this is unreasonable and impossible, and it is impossible for this tyrant to give up his human power and brilliance to do so.So Ganro felt like he had won.But what Gan Luo couldn't have imagined was that this tyrant not only really slept underground, but also chose to let all living beings sleep with him, and even sealed the entire world with infinite power.Ganluo's heart was cold at that time, this damn bastard deceived him miserably, this is to drag him to sink together, and tie him to the cold underground palace forever.He still remembered the tyrant's rampant voice, as long as you were left with you, he would always come back to you, and when he returned, that is, the day I woke up, it was also the time of your liberation.Gan Luo hated this arbitrary tyrant to death, but the gentleman kept his promise, and his words were not only worth a thousand gold, but thousands of years more precious than any money.Gan Luo couldn't help wiping his face, he is not a cutie in the mouth of an immortal, he is thousands of years old, and I don't know if the immortal will want him when he sees him again, but he will also make up his face if he hugs his thighs.Damn tyrant, Ganro cursed again in his heart.At this time, in addition to these alchemists who had already been seen, there were actually more alchemists who crawled out of the ground.The world really woke up, or when the six-petaled flowers in the sky began to fly, the seal of this world began to break.For these alchemists, the interrupted thousands of years of time began anew from this moment.But there are some differences, because this world is still different from the pre-Qin period, even if the environment has returned to the past, but people have changed too much.On the top of the mountain in the distance, Fusu, whose whole body was wrapped in white soft paper, flew into the air one by one, revealing a face full of dignity, white as jade, but noble and inexplicable.Fusu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the monks who climbed out of the ground one by one, my mission, or rather, the mission of the Prince of Great Qin has also begun.Some sighed, but as the prince of Great Qin, he had no choice.The pieces of paper on Fusu's body flew more and more, as if he couldn't finish flying.The sky was overwhelming, flying in one direction.The pieces of paper flying in the sky are also very spectacular.If you take a closer look, these pieces of paper are not ordinary pieces of paper, but pieces of paper.The little cordyceps is very happy, it sees these particularly interesting paper people again, they can move.Jiang Yan also looked at these paper people, like a storm and clouds, flying into the distance.If Jiang Yan saw that it was right, these paper figures should be flying in the direction where the terracotta warriors and horses were.Jiang Yan couldn't help but think that Bai Shenchan had said that Fusu's heavenly arts, those paper people didn't look very powerful, and that was because they hadn't been combined with the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses that were refined with the spirit of the Great Qin soldiers.It was only a split second, and suddenly Jiang Yan felt that the ground was trembling, as if something huge was approaching this side, and the sound of brushing neatly was like the sound of a unified pace trampling the ground.Jiang Yan looked over, and then as far as his eyes could see, Jiang Yan's eyes shrank.Qin Terracotta Warriors, some of them are about the same height as real people.In Jiang Yan's eyes, it was an army full of terracotta warriors.Yes, it is indeed the army, because there are so many that it can only be described as an army.Standing at the head of the army were twelve huge golden men, like the commander of this strange army.The height of these twelve golden figures is about ten meters, which is very tall, and the key is that each golden figure still holds a very large bronze weapon in his hand.Jiang Yan: I heard that in the pre-Qin period, the First Emperor collected the world's swords and soldiers and created 12 huge golden figures, but now it seems that it is not groundless.And holding such a huge bronze weapon, it looks so powerful and domineering that it is incompatible, and then after taking a closer look at the other terracotta warriors, Jiang Yan probably knows why the army of the pre-Qin Dynasty was able to kill all the Fang soldiers in all directions.These terracotta warriors and horses are all bronze!
What an exaggerated army this is.These Qin terracotta warriors and horses were large and small, marching in formations.The large terracotta warriors and horses give people a very depressing and bloody feeling, and the momentum is like a rainbow, this is the army that can really go to the battlefield.And the small terracotta warriors and horses lined up, looking a little cute, holding a small bronze gun in their hands, and flicking their small steps.The little Cordyceps also ran over, holding its little expression, and followed a group of small terracotta warriors to do the same.An army, mixed with a strange thing.The army approached, then knelt down on one knee in the direction of the mountain peak.Like a group of soldiers waiting for orders.What are they waiting for?
Jiang Yan thought.Then, I heard the voice of Fusu from the top of the mountain, kill.Killing all the soldiers in the world is the last military order that the soldiers of Great Qin get, and this is also the mission of his Prince of Great Qin.Lang Lang Qiankun, the monks are troubled, the world is harmed, my emperor has an order, kill all the monks in this world, and return a happy land to the world.Chapter 46 Bronze Pixiu With the sound of shouting and killing, the army of terracotta figurines poured into the earth like a tide.It is conceivable that this will be a killing storm.Those monks who have been sleeping for countless years before they get up from the ground may be treated the same as in the pre-Qin period, but how to put it, their slumber does not seem to have any meaning, because nothing has changed.The same days and nights are hunted down, even if thousands of years have passed, and there is no place for them.The little cordyceps was also mixed in a group of small terracotta figurines, holding javelins and screaming, and the blood was terrible.Well, but right away it found out what was wrong?
Why are they rushing in the direction of Yanyan?
It's amazing, these little terracotta figurines are rushing in the wrong direction.Jiang Yan's face was not very good, and he looked at Ou Nanhao and the others.These terracotta warrior armies are now going to slaughter the monks in the world, and they, who are barely embarrassed, are now considered to have crossed the threshold of the monks.The little Cordyceps ran towards this side like stepping on Hot Wheels, so excited that his little eyebrows were bent, run, run, kill here.Jiang Yan glanced at Bai Shenchan's direction, Bai Shenchan didn't care about them at all now.That's right, I can't say that Bai Shenzen has been thinking about how to kill them in his heart.Jiang Yan scooped up the little cordyceps that covered the leaves on his head and ran over, then turned around and ran, leaving quickly.The celestial arts that were praised by Bai Shen Zen, they shouldn't be able to deal with it.Moreover, there are just too many.Jiang Yan and his party fled as fast as they could, and the little cordyceps looked behind Jiang Yan on his shoulder, screaming in amazement, run faster, they are so fast.Running for their lives, they could be regarded as feeling that the pre-Qin Fangshi was being chased into the sky and had no way to go down.Jiang Yan and the others were almost trying their best to escape, but the terracotta figurines behind them were faster than them.What to do?
If it goes on like this, it will definitely be overtaken.Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and ran this way.Jiang Yan pointed in the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum.The imperial mausoleum is now sleeping with a group of officials of the pre-Qin dynasty, just like a real imperial palace.In other words, the army of the pre-Qin should not enter smoothly.Jiang Yan and his party fled with sweat, and it seemed that it was only a little distance, but they used all their strength, so they were very tired.Jiang Yan and the others jumped into the tunnel into the imperial tomb, and were about to continue, when Ou Nanhao shouted, Wait.Then point to the outside of the tunnel.Sure enough, the terracotta figurines that were chasing after each other stopped outside, and they seemed to be discussing something in a circle.They didn't dare to come in.But Jiang Yan didn't breathe a sigh of relief.Although they temporarily approached the imperial tomb to get rid of these terracotta figurines.But this imperial tomb is guarded, and no one can imagine what the result will be if they venture in, compared to these terracotta figurines, the person guarding the imperial tomb is even more terrifying.Now it can only be one step at a time.Jiang Yan said, let's hide in first.Now go out, only the life of being hunted down, this is their only choice.Jiang Yan was right, at this time, the people of the earth, the surging army of terracotta warriors, were chasing and slaughtering all the monks he could see.