A plain.

The sky light hangs like the rippling blue waves, and thousands of lights are like willow branches.

A coffin.

The wind sways, the grass leaves fly backwards, and countless grass clippings sway.

The grand light shines on this grassland.

The two people standing in the open land of the grassland are the only creatures, and at this moment, they seem out of place.

Ning Yi and Wu Daozi, the two of them looked at this scene with a serious expression, and the eyes of each other were full of disbelief.

They never thought that such a scene would appear in front of their eyes.

The monk holding his heart to give up and thought that after touching the singularity, what would greet him would be a sea of ​​swords, a sea of ​​thunder, and countless killing formations and restrictions hit him... But there was an empty prairie in front of him?

What is this?

“It’s not simple here.”

Ning Yi's hoarse voice came over.

Wu Daozi cheered up and used the Dragon Search to explore the surrounding Feng Shui and Yin and Yang, but found that... the direction was impossible to distinguish here. When he raised his head, the grand light hanged and unpredictable.

This is not the sun above their heads, nor do they reach the ground.

"The Dragon Search cannot be used..."

“The singularity cannot be found…”

The ban here is unexpectedly powerful.

Ning Yi stared at the coffin in the distance and said seriously word by word: "Whose coffin is that coffin?"

Wu Daozi had a dry mouth and tried to take a step forward.

The murderous intent suddenly arose. In the horrifying eyes of Ning Yi and the monk, the grass clippings on the grassland suddenly exploded and undulated. Just as the monk took that step, it seemed to trigger a shocking formation, and all the murderous aura poured out-

The entire grassland was like a dragon's ridge. The giant dragon exploded its sleeping eyes, and the light above the entire dome suddenly faded.

Close your eyes and close your eyes, the yin and yang are in harmony, and the darkness and daylight are dark.

The eternal night unfolds.

It was like thick fog, and the location of the coffin was rolling like a tsunami to the sky and the long night.

Land tremor.

Then a horse's hooves were raised high, and a pitch-black horse ran out of the black fog, with a blazing scarlet soul fire burning in its eyes. On the horse's back, a dry soldier wearing snow-white armor clenched his spear, raised his upper body, and shot out with all his might.

"Swoosh!"

The scarlet spear crossed the sky and headed straight for Wu Daozi.

The monk's face changed suddenly, his sleeves were raised, and the golden magic seal shot out, constantly magnifying in the air, touching the spear, and then shattering in two, causing a strong wind.

The speed of the black fog became slower and had swept through most of the grassland.

The sad and dry ghost corpse riding on the horse slowly stepped out of the black fog, stopped Ma Jun, staring at Ning Yi and Wu Daozi, his shriveled chest slowly fell, and it sunk to an incredible arc. He raised his head and burst out with a sharp roar.

Wu Daozi looked around and his face turned pale.

The monk murmured, "Fuck it...Fuck it..."

One after another, the tall and dark figures slowly stepped out of the fog. The sound that shocked the earth before was the impact of thousands of horse hooves, and one after another, the figures of the fog riding soldiers slowly stepped out of the fog and stretched their bodies under the eternal night. This was their first revival in the long years.

The Yin Cavalry stared at the trespassers who stepped into the two imperial tombs.

Ning Yi had already removed the black cloth wrapped in the fine snow.

He silently clenched his sword.

The corridors of Yin soldiers... These are the most taboo scenes in the tombs. If you encounter them, you can only retreat. If there is no auspicious thing that can open up light, or a magic weapon that can subdue Yin soldiers, once you can't hide and be eroded by Yin Qi, you will have no chance of life.

At this moment, these ghost soldiers obviously did not want to walk through this aisle.

But it was clearly made for me.

This is a tomb formation that is even more dangerous than the ghost soldiers’ aisle.

Ning Yi stared at the end of the black fog, and the coffin was quietly lying in the center of the grassland. All the grass clippings had been eroded by the yin energy and were almost withered. The tips of the grass blades were hanging down, bowing to the other end... The owner of the tomb lying in the coffin was once the master of the entire Sui world. All the people surrendered. For him, the creatures in the world were just like the grass clippings of the tomb. If someone dared to break into his tomb and go to purify the purity, then there would be only a dead end.

After death, there were numerous ghost soldiers.

He wants to enter the tomb to die!

It was pitch black in front, back, left and right.

The Yin soldiers who slowly stepped out of the fog were wearing heavy armor, their shiny armor scales were rusty and mottled blood. Their eyes were not dull, and they seemed to have opened their wisdom, and their wisdom was not low.

The monk's back leaned against Ning Yi's back.

"This person is too cruel..." Wu Daozi murmured: "Walking around the world, there are so many tombs, this is the most cruel one. This tomb looks peaceful, and it is bright and bright in broad daylight. I just took one step... He sent so many ghost soldiers to fight, and he wanted me to die directly!"

“…”

Ning Yi was just silent. He held the hilt of Xiaoxue's sword with both hands, his dantian was in full bloom, his feet stepped on the grassland, and his grass clippings were rising up beside his boots, surrounding his black robe, and slightly spinning.

The emperors of the Great Sui Dynasty were buried in the imperial tomb. I don’t know which emperor was in the coffin. This killing formation rushed to kill. Not to mention myself and Wu Daozi, even big figures at the level of Star Lord could not resist.

Wu Daozi leaned against Ning Yi, his voice trembling, and he said angrily: "I smashed a piece of the Sky-Shaking Seal of the Eight-level rank, and it shattered all over. These Yin soldiers were all cultivators who buried him with him, right? I stared at me and wanted to eat us."

Ning Yi held the snow tightly, stared at the black fog in the distance, and remained silent. The ghost soldiers rode one after another on horseback, slowly crashed into the mist, and the grassland was vast, looking at Ning Yi and Wu Daozi at a small distance.

Hundreds?

Thousands?

Tens of thousands?

The black clouds are squeezing the city and are about to destroy it.

The ghost soldiers paused for a moment, and then a armor raised a high flag, with black air rushing heavily on the earth, pulled out the two swords behind them, and then began to charge-

in all directions.

The heaven and earth tremble.

Ning Yi felt the feeling of being in the middle of the battlefield for the first time. The sky and the earth were dark, and countless spears were thrown out. The tips of the spears were thrown upwards at the moment they were thrown out, slowly stagnating, like big beads falling from the jade plate, pouring down, and the sound of eardrums bursting made Ning Yi almost kneel to the ground.

Wu Daozi shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, and the monk waved his robe, and countless golden lights surged like flying from the tattered robe.

Ning Yi held the sword with both hands, widened his eyes, and looked at Wu Daozi in shock.

The previous eight-level rank shook the sky seal, which could be used to fight with the eight-level body refiners, was shaking out by Wu Daozi at this moment, and shot out with the monk's starry spirit, rising in the wind, colliding with the spear rain, blooming in the air. With the sound of the magic weapon breaking and cracking, countless starry lights exploded above the two people's heads, just like a storm, but did not affect Ning Yi and Wu Daozi. The starry raindrops fell to the ground and rebounded, opening up a prototype barrier of more than meter in size around the two.

The monk actually has so many magic weapons?

"Ning Yi! Where is your baby?!"

Wu Daozi had a ferocious face. He fought against the Yin soldiers with his own strength. This was just the first spear throwing, and the next time was the difficult time.

The monk turned around and shouted loudly: "If you can't find the singularity, we all have to die here!"

Ning Yi's face was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he tried his best to deduce it.

The dragon-seeking talismans around the black robe flew to the extreme. The supreme treasure of Feng Shui Geography has really failed in this tomb. The master who set up this tomb seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and hid the singularity very well!

Let all visitors... come and go!

Ning Yi is carrying the White Bone Plain, but if he can't find the singularity, he will have to die here!

He tried desperately to find a way out...

Or find a way to protect yourself...

The girl’s hidden talisman is useless, and the White Bone Plain is useless...

What other means do you have?

Ning Yi closed his eyes, and all the sounds gradually faded away.

......

......

A black cavalry like a tide rushed over from all directions, and the evil spirit condensed beside Wu Daozi's ears, and the mountains cried and tsunami were crying. The monk's face was pale, as if he was falling into the Hell of the Borderlands. Blood oozed out of his skin, and blood with light golden light appeared densely, penetrated the robe, making the monk who stretched out his arms look like a Buddha in Nirvana.

Grizzly eyes.

Countless iron cavalry, waving long swords, began to gallop from the grassland thousands of feet away.

In the dark tide, several extremely conspicuous figures were as fast as thunder. The previous ghost soldiers did not rush out, but were waiting for the orders of these figures.

Even though the generals in the head died for many years, they still maintained their expressions of that year. When they stepped out of the fog, their prison armor slowly opened and closed as they breathed. Thirty-six thousand scales were as big as a baby's fist, as if they had come alive.

These generals wore long swords and sat on the back of the horse, leaping out with the horse, shaking their bodies with a calm expression, not like a dead person, but their eyes were scarlet and their slightly raised lips were also scarlet, but their face was covered with pale whiteness, and their long black hair was constantly dispersed with the bumps of the horse's back.

Among them is a general with extremely feminine temperament. He slowly turned sideways, took a bow and arrow, and just squinted his eyes slightly, and shot an arrow without hesitation.

A black line flashed between heaven and earth.

Understand.
To be continued...