"Boom boom boom!"

"roar……"

From the depths of the ground to the mountains and rivers on the ground, thousands of meters collapsed violently, and the strange sounds were filled with shocking scenes. The monsters and birds fled in shock. Many mercenaries and spirit monsters failed to avoid them in time and were directly swallowed by cracks. As the huge rocks rolled into the ground, their screams were shrill and terrifying.

Jiang Bin shook his wings and retreated, not daring to touch the bright light that soared into the sky.

The chaos became more and more intense, and the scene became more and more amazing. Eighteen hundred-meter statues were completely resurrected. They struggled violently between the strata, shattering the rocks and shattering the dust on the upper layer, like eighteen crazy beasts, struggling out and crawling out of the underground king's tomb that had been covered with for thousands of years.

"Roar!!"

The blue dragon roared and its sound moved the sky. Although it was a stone statue, a dragon soul, although it was silent for thousands of years, it was still surging with terrifying dragon power. Its 100-meter-high body rushed out of the strata first, shaking the dragon's body violently, raising up the gravel in the sky, and stirring up endless wind. It roared in the strong light, venting its revival domineering aura.

On its body, the king seemed majestic and majestic, with a cold and magnificent armor, like real steel. He swung his sword to the sky, and his sword was soaring into the sky, and his light curtain was rolled.

Boom! The loud noise was as if a stone had broken through the sky. A king was like a giant wheel hammer that broke open the ground, soared into the air, swelling and hitting heavily on the ground. The weight of millions of yuan was like a mountain hitting. He raised his head to the sky, and his majestic roar blew from his throat, like a surging waves of air passing through the sky and the earth, shaking the mountain demons in pain, shaking the distant mountains and trembling, and even shaking the waves in the distance backwards layer by layer. He danced the hammer and pointed to the distant ancient city of Thunder, with a fighting spirit soaring into the sky and a majestic world.

The queen statue rushed out of the strata, with a majestic manner and a phoenix crown and a robe. Although it was a statue, it could not hide her extraordinary charm. The king's majesty was the only queen among the kings. Her aura was no weaker than any previous king. She was the third king of the Eternal Kingdom. She once shook an era. Her phoenix eyes were as bright as a knife, and three giant swords were swaying behind her, and she burst into a shocking sound, as if she could not suppress it, and she wanted to cut through this mountain and river and reappear the eternal killing power.

"Roar!!" A king appeared almost at the same time as the queen. He looked a little calm. However, half of his head was actually a skeleton, half human face, and half ghostly. He looked relatively thin and he lowered his head slightly, but his whole body was actually filled with real black air, filled with the terrifying momentum of a wild beast, twisting the space.

Rumble...

One after another, all the statues of the kings appeared, crossing the strata, and descending to the coasts and forests that buried them for thousands of years. The strong light soared into the sky illuminated the dense forest, dispelled the darkness of the mountains and rivers, and also enveloped the eighteen statues in the strong light. People outside could not see anything clearly, and could only feel the terrifying energy surging inside and blurry images.

Deep underground, everything was collapsing, and all traces were annihilated. Even the little beasts were chopped and killed by the king statues. They obviously did not want the outside world to discover this place, and wanted to cover up the traces.

Only the white jade turtle woke up and became excited, screaming: "My! mine! They are all mine!"

It swung its little head and opened its mouth to swallow. All the spiritual fruit fairy trees and all the springs of life were swallowed into its stomach by it. It swung its little feet and fled to death, speeding in the air: "Haha, grandpa is free, free, huh hey, sing, jump, and play. The river, the ocean, tender little turtle girls, your ancestors are back."

"Thank you, so goodbye!" The little turtle raised his hand towards Qin Ming and disappeared in a flash. "Grandpa, I will miss you, we will have a date in the future, so what."

However……

Just as all the kings left the ground, and when Qin Ming was dragged toward the ground by chains, a white jade chain suddenly appeared out of thin air, one tied to Qin Ming's neck, and the other was embedded in the shell of the little turtle. Then he dragged it back and hung it on Qin Ming's neck.

Qin Ming is now suffering from severe pain and is penetrated by eighteen chains. The chains are not simply buried in them, but become densely packed tiny chains, thousands of which tie the bones of his body, even the tiny joints are entangled and merged with the chains.

Qin Ming and the chain group merged into one, and the bones all over his body seemed to have been corroded. The unconcealed pain made him almost faint, as if thousands of ants were biting the bones, and they were in pain.

This is the trial and the final assessment!

"Huh..." The little white jade turtle suddenly hung in front of Qin Ming's chest, stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked behind the turtle shell. The bright white jade chain was particularly dazzling. What's going on? I was dreaming? How could I have such a dream? I am addicted to abuse? No, this is true, this is chain.

It looked at the turtle shell, then at Qin Ming's neck, and after a moment, it whined hoarsely: "I greet you uncle, I will not let me go."

The little turtle was sad from his heart, and the whole turtle was paralyzed and hung around Qin Ming's neck, his eyes were dull, his expression was sad, and he had no desire.

In the chaotic forest, the Eighteen Kings were all descending. They were shrouded in strong light, like a scorching sun blooming with endless light, illuminating the sky and mountains. Thick chains stretched out from it and extended to the depths of the dense forest in front, where Qin Ming was half kneeling on the ground, sweating all over, with a painful expression, and a trembling body slightly.

The chains went from thick to thin, and finally pierced into his back and merged into the bones of his body.

"Young Master!" Jiang Bin flew into the forest, inexplicably frightened, looking at the painful Qin Ming, looking at the chains on his back, his eyes extending along the chains to the "shocking sun" behind it, inside, like many terrifying beasts trapped, trembling with the momentum, terrifying the night sky, and the terrifying aura made his heart tremble. This is...what is this?

"Uncle Jiang..." Qin Ming's voice trembled and he slowly stood up.

"Ah? Master, they are..."

"Help me open the way!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth, wriggling all over his body, aroused the brute force in his body, took a few steps forward, and tightened the chain.

"What road is it?"

"When a mountain collapses, a river fills the river, I will open a road to the ancient city of Thunder. I want to drag them back to the ancient city." Qin Ming's voice was hoarse, his expression was painful and determined. He tore his shirt and revealed his strong body. He growled in a low voice, his muscles tightened, and he pulled the chain and took a big step forward. The chain extended five hundred meters back, penetrated into the vast tide of light, and was embedded in the chests of the eighteen statues of kings.

Qin Ming took a step forward, and the chain pulled all the king statues forward one meter, but it weighed tens of millions of tons. The pull of this strength almost broke all his bones, painful, indescribable pain.

Qin Ming felt sad and looked up at the dim dense forest. It was so difficult to walk back to the Thunder Ancient City? How long will I go?

All the kings were silent, like ordinary statues, drowned in the strong light. One statue has more than one million tons. Eighteen statues can be imagined. It is almost impossible to drag them over two thousand kilometers and cross mountains, rivers and dense forests. But they are about to use this to test Qin's fate. You can do it. We will return to guarding again, but you can't. Sorry, we will return to the ground, sleep forever, and even... take back the inheritance.

"Young master, what's wrong? Tell me." Jiang Bin was anxious and almost shouted.

"Uncle Jiang! Open the way! For the Qin family, for the ancient city, and for the future of all of us...... open the way..."

Qin Ming lifted his breath deeply, gritted his teeth and roared, his whole body tensed, his muscles bulged, and his blue veins spit out. His eyes were covered with tiny blood vessels, and his bright golden light was shining. He could not compromise or give up. Isn’t it just a test? I... took it!!

Isn't it just two thousand kilometers?

Isn’t it just a tens of millions of tons of statues?
Chapter completed!