The Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 289 The Tomb of Ancestors
Tomb of ancestors
"Controlled by the invisible hand, is it possible that there is an invisible force controlling all of this? How terrifying is this force that can open the tomb of the Great Emperor! I dare to ask the senior, this is the tomb of the Supreme Emperor,
Does Senior know?" Murong Feng's mouth was filled with curiosity, looking forward to the old man's answer.
However, the Third-Eyed Elder sighed and said: "The tomb of Qing Emperor Fuxi, the most powerful person of the ancient Chinese gods, is the tomb of the ancestors of your clan."
Murong Feng's eyes burst out with anger, and he shouted: "What, the tomb of Emperor Fuxi, senior is really not wrong. Is it possible that the supreme emperor of our clan has really fallen? These bastards actually desecrated my grave."
Ancestors who dare to steal the tomb of our God-Emperor should be killed."
"Yes, it is the tomb of Qing Emperor Fuxi. This is the record of our Sanmu Clan. Only Qing Emperor Fuxi can communicate with the power of the four holy beasts. This is the Supreme Emperor of the Chinese God Clan. In the prehistoric world, Qing Emperor
When His Majesty the Emperor reigns over the world, all things surrender. Even the powerful men in the world will call His Majesty the Emperor when they see His Majesty the Qing Emperor. What a glorious sight the Chinese Protoss was at that time. Unfortunately, His Majesty the Qing Emperor was eventually framed by Xiao Xiao.
Fall into the wild world."
The old man of the Sanmu tribe told this bitter history. The Qing Emperor Fuxi was a supreme being, the first emperor of the Chinese tribe, and the third ancestor of the Chinese tribe in later generations. His achievements were immense and praised by future generations.
Nowadays, someone actually wants to steal the tombs of their ancestors. This is definitely something that the descendants of China cannot tolerate. However, Murong Feng is now single and weak, unable to stop the madness, and he feels endless guilt in his heart.
"Ancestor, future generations have forgotten your merits. Now you can't even rest in peace after your death. Future generations are really ashamed of their ancestors! Ancestor, if you are alive in heaven, you will kill all these robbers who want to rob your tomb.
Let's kill them! The descendants are not strong enough today and cannot protect the tombs of their ancestors. The faces of these people have been recorded. In the future, the heads of these bandits will be used one by one to commemorate your spirit in heaven." Murong Feng's eyes.
Tears flowed from his eyes, and a deep sense of powerlessness came out.
"Little guy, you don't have to blame yourself. His Majesty the Blue Emperor's tomb is so easy to dig, huh! He is the ancient supreme emperor, the strongest of the gods. These little guys who want to dig up his old man's tomb are simply courting death. Emperor
The Supreme Being has been obsessed with the principles of heaven and earth all his life, thus creating the innate Bagua and the Divine Diagram of the Bagua. No one can stop the strongest people in the world." The old elder of the Three-Eyed Clan looked at the big and small forces thousands of miles away with a slight hint of laughter at the corner of his mouth.
Disdainful.
"Fuck you, eighteen generations of ancestors, that's the tomb of our great emperor, that's my ancestor! No, I will never give up. I have to let my friends leave, no matter what.
If they go to die, they must die from the three sects of the Taoist sect. Great Elder, thank you for telling me. As a descendant, it is my responsibility to protect the resting place of my ancestors." Murong Feng finished his words and turned towards him.
Go to the Tomb of the Great Emperor.
The old man of the Sanmu clan shook his head helplessly. He could not understand what Murong Feng did. The person was already dead. Although he was the emperor, he was already dead. It was understandable that he would not allow others to steal, but he did not have the strength to commit suicide. It was really
I don't understand.
Murong Feng did not change his appearance, but appeared directly behind the major forces. Just as he was about to inform the people of Tianmo Sect, King Xiaopeng, Big Black Dog, and Ao Tian had already arrived. Murong Feng immediately ducked over.
Directly facing King Xiaopeng, he said: "Brother Peng, let your father go as far as you can. The Emperor's tomb here is extremely dangerous and dangerous. The killing array is floating in the sky, which will be life-threatening. I have already told you that life or death depends on your father."
Are you sure? If you don't listen, we will only meet each other in life and death in the future."
Murong Feng's attitude was resolute, with an irresistible majesty. King Xiaopeng knew that the situation was serious, no matter what, Cangqiong Continent could offend anyone, but he couldn't offend him, otherwise he would be doomed in the future. No matter why, Xiaopeng
Wang directly took Ao Tian away through the sky.
The big black dog's eyes were full of doubt, and he turned around and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you know whose tomb this is?"
Murong Feng's eyes showed infinite reverence and said: "The tomb of the great emperor of my clan, the three Chinese clans, and the Qing Emperor Fuxi is my ancestor. These bastards actually want to steal my ancestor's tomb. I, Murong Feng,
How can we tolerate him? I will persuade him to leave today. If he doesn't listen, he will fight to the death when we meet again in the future."
The big black dog's two drooping ears suddenly stood up, showing an extremely frightened look, and said: "What, this is the tomb of Emperor Qingdi. How is it possible? Did His Majesty Qingdi really fall? Back then, His Majesty Qingdi was inquiring about the innate nature."
The Eight Diagrams Avenue entered the endless void of chaos and was passed down to Her Majesty the Virgin Mother Nuwa. After that, it disappeared for endless years. Could it be that it really fell? Boy, who told you this."
Murong Feng said in a deep voice: "It was the Great Elder of the Three-Eyed Clan who told me, and he also told me that there is a powerful Black Queen behind this who controls everything, and the purpose is to wipe out the strong people here."
The big black dog still can't believe that His Majesty the Emperor, the supreme and powerful existence who terrorized all the worlds, has fallen like this, and it is still such a simple tomb. Although the killing array is floating in the air and intertwined with the Tao patterns of the Eight Diagrams, it is nothing more than
They are just shapes. These killing formations are just imitations of innate gossip. It is naturally difficult for ordinary people to distinguish them. But in the eyes of this big black dog, they are full of loopholes. The dead dog is known as the master of ten thousand arts. There is no magical power that he does not know.
And magic.
"Damn it, that bastard was so stupid that he built such a crude tomb and claimed it to be His Majesty the Blue Emperor's tomb. It's a shame. His Majesty the Emperor is so noble that even if he fell completely, he would not be buried.
Here, at least in the depths of the endless starry sky, billions of stars are needed to lay out a killing array. It should be protected by the true ancestors of the four holy beasts. From my point of view, this is a fake tomb, but the killer inside
The formation is well laid out, at least it is enough to deal with the average strong person."
Murong Feng took a long breath and said in a deep voice: "It's really not His Majesty the Qing Emperor's tomb, so who forged it? Is its purpose really to kill all these powerful men? Maybe there really are ancient races,
Coveting the destiny of the sky, trying to control the entire world."
The big black dog showed a strange look, lowered his head and said deep in thought: "It should be possible. The Cangqiong Continent is a fragment of the ancient world. Winning the status of the overlord of the Cangqiong Continent is equivalent to controlling the destiny of the Cangqiong Continent. The reason why the Taoist sect is
To be strong for millions of years is to control part of the destiny of the prehistoric world, and conversely, the same is true for the ten major sects."