Martial Inverse

"It seems we are late."

Feng Hao shook his head with a bitter smile, but did not stop, and went deep into the palace with Prometheus.

To be honest, with the strength of him and Prometheus, even if the earth explodes, he will not be harmed in any way.

It's so invincible.

"It doesn't matter how late ..."

Prometheus smiled, the waves of smoke flowed, and Feng Hao felt a huge temptation at once.

Fortunately, his determination is very strong, otherwise, it is estimated that he will be captured.

Feng Hao felt very powerless, and in the midst of it ... there was always a strange power that kept him close to Prometheus.

In this regard, Feng Hao could not think of why.

Even if he is the Lord of the Thousands, and has the seeds of the world, he cannot know.

Deep in the palace, Qin Huang looked at the emperor's mausoleum, which is almost exactly the same as he was in the floodland, and felt like traveling through thousands of years.

The Great Qin, which originally unified the nations, has undergone historical changes to become what it is now.

But from the gods of the realm, he already knows that this is the earth, and that it exists on a different plane than the floodland.

There are many similar things.

Rumble!

The emperor Qin entered the main tomb of the first emperor's tomb. In the huge and spacious underground palace, numerous terracotta warriors and horses stood.

A towering palace suspended in the air.

The first-level stone steps are connected to the palace in the sky. The strange ones have not fallen. It seems that the power of the formation method supports everything here.

Qin Huang stepped on the stone steps, and the stone steps under him were very stable.

"Is this solitary stepping up the ladder, do you come to heaven?"

A smile was sketched on Qin Huang's face, and then his body suddenly accelerated, walking ten steps away, and arrived at the palace suspended in the air.

When Qin Huang entered the palace, he looked more and more looking forward and pushed open the door of the palace.

Suddenly a strong wind struck.

Qin Huang narrowed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a huge bronze coffin lying in the middle of the palace.

Eighteen differently colored chains trapped bronze ancient coffins.

There was a different breath on the chains, like the breath of eighteen layers of hell.

"Is the seal inside the body alone in this world?"

Qin Huang's body trembled with excitement.

For many years of practice, he bowed countless times before he got today. On this day, he has waited too long.

"You finally came……"

Suddenly, a thick voice sounded in the hall, but it seemed to come from a distant past.

The vicissitudes are quaint.

"Who?"

Qin Huang's brow frowned suddenly, and there was a very bad hunch.

You finally came……

This sentence seems to be saying that the other party has been waiting for him for a long time. Who is waiting for him?

Hum!

For no apparent reason, Qin Huang suddenly felt a huge crisis. He buzzed in his mind, almost thinking about it, and his body collapsed.

Wow!

The eighteen chains in the hall trembled wildly, and the bronze ancient coffin also trembled slightly.

"Gu was cheated ... Gu was cheated ..."

Violent colors appeared in Qin Huang's eyes, and his face was unwilling.

The existence in this ancient coffin is much stronger than him ... not a grade at all.

He suddenly discovered that he was a dog in captivity of the Divine Power. When the time came, he came to the boiler under the earth.

boom!

Kaka ...

Eighteen chains were broken, the bronze coffin was lifted, and endless black light shot out from it, as if the monstrous flames were burning.

Click!

At this moment, Qin Huang's knee bent suddenly and seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

"No ... why do you deceive orphans? Solitary is the emperor of Daqin ..."

The Emperor Qin was unwilling to reconcile, but that was it, he understood it all.

The existence of the divine realm is just using him.

It's not that the first emperor of the earth was fused by him ... but that he was fused by the other party.

The difference between the two is not a grade at all.

"Because solitude is the true Holy Lord, but ... solitude needs the source of the flood in your body, you are the master of the flood and the great Qin, the heavens are tempered, and the power of the world is contained in the emperor's dragon spirit ... This is the gift of the world. Your chance, lonely ... to capture the origin of your world, invincible Huanyu! "

In a bronze coffin, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown was suspended in the air.

He had a bright face, and there was no trace of death on his body, as if he was just sleeping here.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, a huge suction was born out of thin air, and then Qin Huang's body was taken uncontrollably.

Uh!

Qin Huang was choked by the middle-aged man, his breath was locked, and he could not exert his strength at all.

"There is no source of floods in the solitary, you have found the wrong person ..."

Qin Huang only had air and no air, and his eyes burst into hate sparks.

He spent his entire life, united the nations, established the Great Qin, made great achievements, and practiced the technique of immortality. He was gifted and ascended to the earth.

Who knows ... But it's just a wedding dress for others.

"I've been waiting for you for thousands of years. Why is it wrong?"

The middle-aged man laughed, starting to have golden energy on his palm, which was drawn into his body from his palm.

He was intoxicated, comfortable and vocal.

"Heavenly dragon spirit, the heart of the world treats you well ..."

The middle-aged man couldn't help feeling up, but he didn't keep his hand in the slightest.

"You're going to die ..."

Qin Huang's body gradually lost weight, her hair began to pale, and even vitality was swept past.

"Did we miss something good?"

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Who?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and was able to escape his perception and appeared in the tomb of the palace.

Great strength.

Later, Lin Yu and Prometheus entered the palace side by side. The men and women looked like a couple.

The middle-aged man threw Qin Huang out of hand, and the latter slammed into a bronze ancient coffin with a mouthful of blood.

"It's you……"

Emperor Qin once saw Feng Hao in the flooded world with the help of the ancient mirror, but he did not expect to see him on earth.

"Well ... a very strong breath. Your presence makes Gu feel that all his cells are cheering, as if ... having swallowed up your power, Gu should approach that state indefinitely ..."

The middle-aged man showed a strong interest, as if Lin Yu and Prometheus had become two dishes in his plate.

delicious.

"Weak to say ..."

Feng Hao shook his head, he stepped forward, and the next moment had appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

"what?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback. He just wanted to adjust the amount of power to avoid it, but he took a slow step after all, and his chin was hit by Feng Hao.

boom!

The middle-aged man was shaped like a short-line kite and hit the bronze coffin directly.

The ancient coffin suddenly sunk.

"Okay ... so powerful ..." Qin Huang stunned.

That hand was able to destroy his lord, but Feng Haoyi boxed him back. This kind of strength is too shocking.