This is a figure of a young man. The young man is not very old, but he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.
A trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of the boy's mouth.
"Don't die!" Hao Nan looked at the falling boy in surprise, waved his long sword and directly beat the ghost soldier into shattered dust.
"Why are you so stupid? It shouldn't be like this! Why!?" Haonan's face looked very ugly. He held the boy in his arms, not to mention how sad he was.
Just a moment ago, the young man was still fighting against the ghost soldiers, fighting for his opponent carelessly, but now he was lying in his arms dyingly.
"We are brothers, we walked out of the same place and grew up together. I don't want to see you die. Over the years, I have always regarded you as my eldest brother. I am really happy to be able to know you, but I don't want to see you die, all..." The boy looked pale and was pierced by a war halberd, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.
"I don't want you to die. You said that we are brothers. We will come out of the village together and go back alive. Your mother is still waiting for you to go back, and they are still waiting for us. Have you forgotten what we said when we walked out of the village?"
"Ahem, Brother Haonan, you have always been taking care of me. Today is the time for me to take care of you. With our dreams, live for me and continue my life in your life trajectory..." The battle continued, but the two of them were surrounded by everyone and protected in the center.
"These Yin soldiers are too strong. Several of them are even about to escape from Yin soldiers and want to transcend." Tang Chuan looked suspicious and looked at the rows of Yin soldiers around him and said in surprise.
"Someone is planning to set up. These Yin soldiers were once disciples of the Mo family. They died unjustly, but they ended up like this in the end." Chen Yilin's eyes flashed, and tears were filled with tears.
"Where did these ghost soldiers come from, and where were they going, and why did they just target this girl?" Ye Zhetian's face turned black and he was very unfair.
"Bang!" A black mist swept towards everyone, with a heavy murderous aura and a deep vagina. A cold air blew up behind everyone's backs, and everyone's scalp suddenly became numb.
"Ah!" With a scream, the 17 or 18-year-old boy was shrouded in the black mist and turned into a corpse. Then his eyes were dim and his body was "crack!crack!" made a sound, and finally he rushed towards the few people.
"Kill! Bounce out, otherwise we will all die!" Tang Chuan suddenly roared, like a crazy bison, and rushed towards the group of ghost soldiers.
The Taoist patterns intertwined, the dragon bones swelled, the divine light surged, the entire ruins were dim and dark, the ghost soldiers were scattered, the boy was roaring, and the unwilling voices were intertwined with the ghost screams.
The boys' bodies glowed, and the flowing light turned, and rushed toward the ruins without reservation.
"No! I don't want you to die! Shanqi, my brother!" At this moment, in the center of several people, Haonan's face was full of tears and his eyes had turned red. He slowly carried a smile on his arms and a pale face. He picked up the big knife thrown by the boy in his arms and threw it on the ground, took a deep breath, and attacked the group of Yin soldiers.
The two swords flashed sharp sword lights in Haonan's hand, turning into sword shadows and moving back and forth among the group of ghost soldiers. Each time, one ghost soldier was dispersed.
"Run out and break through!" At this moment, Tang Chuan roared, his whole body glowing, and the golden rays of dragon bones fell down. The Taoist patterns intertwined on the surface of his body, turning into golden lightning, opening up a bloody path, and slaying into the depths of the ruins.
"puff!"
An ancient war halberd was inserted into Tang Chuan's arm, and blood splattered everywhere, spewing out a full ray of blood light, leaving a blood hole on Tang Chuan's arm.
"kill!"
Chen Yilin was also angry, her face turned red, and her blood was approaching her mind. A bone appeared from behind her and turned into a series of divine lights. As the group of ghost soldiers were floating back and forth, countless ghost soldiers burst out instantly.
This is Chen Yilin's own bones and an amazing magical power. She did not use all her strength, but it was already very shocking, which surprised the few people in the battle.
"What a powerful magical power!" Ye Zhetian exclaimed, slaughtering among the Yin soldiers, one after another was shaken and turned into dust.
"Buzz!"
Ye Zhetian's body glowed, and a rippling ripples. There was a golden mist emitting around his body, spreading around him. You could clearly see a golden ocean surging, the sea surging, and lightning intertwined on the sea, which was really amazing.
"Suppress! Death!"
He roared loudly, the number of these ghost soldiers was too large, as if they could never be killed, and they kept walking out of the depths of the ruins.
A golden ocean swept across the ruins, and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the depths of the ruins. Suddenly, a golden passage was opened to the deepest place of the ruins.
Deep in the dark ruins, mist is shrouded in the mist and the darkness is deep and endless.
You can see that under the rubble of the ruins, there are scattered dead bones, which look even more strange under the dim light.
The end of the mysterious Yin soldiers was endless and I could not see what kind of scene it was inside. The Yin Qi came, which made people feel numb.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
There were still countless ghost soldiers walking out from the depths of the ruins. Most of them were wearing black robes, holding war halberds, or wearing armor, driving chariots.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
The Yin soldiers were advancing, like ancient troops, countless troops, countless horses, and the killing aura filled the entire ruins, and even the sky began to glow with a hint of blood red.
"This...this is..." Following the golden passage, Ye Zhetian's face became paler. All this was too amazing, and it was unimaginable. What kind of project was that there were ghost soldiers pulling an extremely huge bronze coffin.
The bronze coffin was like a giant green mountain, driven by countless ghost soldiers and made a buzzing sound.
The sound was loud, as if metal was rubbing, and the Yin soldiers were neat and standardized. The black-robed Yin soldiers were imprisoned by a group of armored Yin soldiers behind him and drove slowly towards Tang Chuan and the others.
Behind the bronze coffin is a giant city like a Great Wall, which is moving slowly. Thousands of ghost soldiers hold chains as thick as babies' arms and pull the bronze coffin and the giant city.
These chains are made of unknown substances, and they are all black and shining with a simple luster. I don’t know how many eras have existed. A vicissitudes of breath emanated from the bronze coffin behind the Yin soldiers.
The huge city, which looked like the Great Wall, occupied a large area of ground in this ruins, almost covering half of the ruins.
"This...who is this person who can be treated like this after death?" Tang Chuan took a step back and killed a ghost soldier with a very surprised expression on his face.
"Bronze is the coffin, the Great Wall is the companion! What kind of existence is this?" Ye Zhetian was amazed. All this was so shocking. Such a huge project and so much manpower were incomparable to even the Emperor of the Eternal Eternal and Qin Shihuang.
But this way of ruining is so similar to Qin Shihuang, with almost no big difference, which makes people doubt.
"Could this burialist have anything to do with Qin Shihuang?" Chen Yilin suddenly said this, which shocked the others.
"Bang! Puff! Kill!" Haonan was already in the death of the cheess and was sad, killing among the Yin soldiers, and did not notice anything that was happening ahead.
"This bronze coffin seems to have traveled through time, walked in history, and there are marks of the time wheel on it." At this moment, Chen Yilin looked at the bronze coffin again.
"The time wheel? What is that?" Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian asked.
Chen Yilin looked a little heavy and whispered: "The so-called time wheel is how long this object has existed. Look, above the bronze coffin, aren't there bronze textures carved on top of the bronze coffin? That is the time wheel."
"Time rounds, one, two, three... more than 2,900!" Tang Chuan carefully missed the numbers and finally got this result, which really scared him.
"Each circle of time represents an era and a plane. It can be said that this huge city and bronze coffin crossed countless planes and faced endless epoch replacements before coming here." Chen Yilin said heavily.
"Puff!" Ye Zhetian shook a ghost soldier back, walked forward a few steps, and asked, "In other words, this bronze coffin has existed in countless eras, and even appeared in different planes, but why did it appear in this small world?"
"Get out!" Tang Chuan raised his hand to kill a ghost soldier, then ran towards Chen Yilin, and said, "This is what I want to ask."
"This small world is a self-made world, and can be regarded as a broken plane. The appearance of this bronze coffin does not seem to be divided into any plane. It is randomly chosen and travels in history."
All this is too shocking and cannot be explained by common sense. Chen Yilin knows a lot, which is something that Tang Chuan and the others don’t know. But in the end, Chen Yilin sighed and said, “Actually, these are all my guesses. Only those time wheels represent its existence history, and the rest is simply ignorant.”
Hearing this, Tang Chuan and Ye Zhetian took a deep breath, watching the huge bronze coffin and the huge city slowly approaching them, but they were surrounded by a group of ghost soldiers and could not break through, so they could only wait here.
"Boom!"
Just as the few people were about to break through with all their might, a strong bombing suddenly sounded in the huge city.