Chapter 1000 Qin Jun, Wake Up!

"Buzz... Buzz... Buzz... Buzz..."

In the cave, at first there was just a tiny grinding sound, so slight that it was inaudible, but it slowly began to change;

This sound began to get stronger and stronger, and gradually formed a resonance that kept echoing deep in the mountains, as if the curtain that had been silent for a long time was slowly being pulled up, condensing the dust of the long years. It is slowly fading away, and the rust on the sword is slowly falling off, waiting for the return of its master!

The cave is almost sealed, and it is impossible for wind to enter through a few gaps. However, at this time, deep in the mountain, gusts of dark wind began to blow. The wind was invisible, forming a spiral nest of its own, the cave. The underground water flow inside also began to freeze, and the surrounding rock walls were also covered with layers of frost.

This mountain is called "Karul" by the nearby aborigines. "Karur" means "coffin" in the indigenous language of this area, and it is the kind of coffin used by nobles for burials.

The shape of this mountain actually has no resemblance to a coffin. There are different opinions as to why this name was passed down.

In the past, this mountain belonged to a very powerful country. The monarch of this country called himself the "descendant of the immortal clan", and the members of the royal family also called themselves the people chosen by the immortals. In fact, its meaning is not much different from "the emperor". It is to give yourself a sacred cloak to strengthen your theoretical foundation as the ruling class.

According to the internal records of the royal family of this country, thousands of years ago, an immortal came here with five hundred selected boys and girls. The royal family is the descendant of these boys and girls, so they call themselves immortals. Descendants of the clan.

But now it is impossible to test the specific details, and it is impossible to proofread whether it is true. Of course, no one really studies this in detail. The ruling class of most countries in the world will claim that they are the sons of God or the descendants of certain gods.

For the middle and lower class aborigines, this originally powerful country seemed to have undergone tremendous changes overnight and fell apart. The nearby tribes that had originally submitted to this country all began to become independent and counterattack, and this country was said to be protected by immortals. This time, the royal family did not have flying immortals to protect them like they did when there was a crisis in the past. Even the capital was invaded by foreigners in the past few years.

In fact, things like this are constantly happening among the major powers and civilizations in the world. For this world, the experience that productivity determines the social system and form cannot be applied, because this is a world of high martial arts. A truly powerful country is actually equivalent to a powerful sect, which has its own peak power.

The invasion of the audience destroyed the peak power of these great powers, and the collapse of the superstructure directly led to the collapse of the entire national system.

The chaos in this world is getting worse, and miracles are appearing frequently. There are rumors from all over the world that they saw immortals slaying monsters or seeing gods fighting, just like the reappearance of the plot of "The List of Gods". In fact, for that world, "The Romance of the Gods" was written by the Ming Dynasty novelist Xu Zhonglin based on folklore stories. Hell is nothing more than a legend left behind by the ancient battlefields of the Qin Dynasty. So "The Romance of the Gods" is actually more like It is a legend that evolved from the miracles that occurred after the fall of the Qin Dynasty when radio listeners hunted fish that slipped through the net.

In fact, the invasion of this world by listeners has lasted for nearly two hundred years. When the industrial revolution began in another world, it marked the end of radio's transformation of that world. Below, a group of big-name listeners Made for this battlefield.

The early batch of big guys are the most pitiful. When they are sent here, they will face opponents several times their own. Therefore, in the past hundred years or so, although Radio train after train keeps pulling people here, but it has not had any obvious impact on the secular world.

Just like when Su Bai absorbed the memories in the blood of ancient vampires, he could still see Alexander leading his army to defeat the demon god who came in the darkness in Egypt.

But as the world's peak combat power continues to wear away, the balance will eventually be broken. Since then, the collapse of the original order of the entire world has begun in the past few decades.

Broadcasting does not mind completely muddying up this river. It needs to eliminate the fish and shrimps it does not need, and then it will naturally spend time to re-cultivate the fry.

But now, the noise deep in the mountain seemed to have reached a peak, and even the mountain began to tremble slightly.

"boom………………"

A crisp sound came from the cave, and a jade coffin cracked at this time, and then white gas leaked out, and then, the coffin completely collapsed.

An old man with all white hair and beard lay there like a mummy. At first, he was motionless, but slowly, he began to have a heartbeat. The heartbeat was originally inaudible, but after a while, it began to change. It was vigorous and powerful, and the rhythmic beating sound kept echoing in the cave.

The old man's originally shriveled body also began to slowly fill up at this time, gradually becoming plump, and even slowly transformed from the original mummy appearance to a fairy-like temperament.

He is sacred, he is solemn, and it seems that the hair and skin on his body contain the principles of heaven and earth.

A handful of dust flew out and landed on the old man's chest, releasing a faint purple light. The old magic weapon sensed the master's awakening and took the initiative to wait.

The old man's eyes slowly opened at this moment, as if a dazzling light appeared in the cave, and it seemed as if something was broken at this moment.

"Ah……………………"

A long sound came from the old man's throat, and all the turbidity of more than two thousand years ago was dissipated at this time. He slowly stood up, and his body kept making bursts of crisp sounds during the action. Not decay, but a symbol of rebirth.

The bones and muscles were a little stiff due to being silent for too long, but the brilliance in the old man's eyes began to become clearer and clearer.

He raised his left hand and counted with his fingers. The conclusion he came to made a look of sadness appear on his face, but it was quickly replaced by a look of tenacity.

He raised his whisk and waved it gently around,

He shouted in a hoarse but sonorous tone:

"Jiujiao Lao Qin!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The nearly five hundred coffins surrounding the old man all trembled violently at this time. The seals on the coffin lids all collapsed at this time, and cold corpses floated out. Each corpse had a sticker on its forehead. Talisman paper, but these talisman papers soon began to burn, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of terrifying auras burst out, and the beasts within a hundred miles of the area all kneeled to the ground subconsciously, and some were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders split apart and died.

A huge group of dark clouds gathered from the top of the mountain, covering the sky and the sun, bringing a terrifying and majestic pressure.

next moment,

Five hundred soldiers wearing Qin army armor opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were still stained red by the blood of Paoze during the past killings in Paoze. They also carried the blood of those who walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Evil spirit.

They are sealed, they have been sleeping, they only need to wait for the old man's call, so for them, lying down for two thousand years is actually similar to the feeling of sleeping for ordinary people.

They did not realize how long two thousand years was. They felt as if yesterday, they were still on the battlefield fighting the darkness, and the integration of their robes into their bodies as a sacrifice seemed to have just happened.

They are ready to go, their fighting spirit remains the same;

“Let’s go to the national disaster together!”

Five hundred evil stars looked up to the sky and roared together,

Suddenly, the mountain began to collapse, and amid bursts of roaring sounds,

An army came out with a will of death and iron blood,

They wore armor that surprised the natives of this world,

They maintained the most rigorous military formation in the Qin Dynasty in the past.

A song of Qin Feng slowly rippled out silently, as if the huge dynasty of the past was reappearing at this time.

dark,

bring it on,

this war,

I am Da Qin,

Haven't lost yet!

"Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together.

The old Qin Dynasty restored our rivers and mountains.

There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!

Thousands of years of national hatred and vicissitudes of life are hard to overcome!

Qin has sharp men, who can compete with him? "

The war drums beat again,

The war song is sung again,

Behind the army, Xu Fu, who had white hair and beard, had tears in his eyes. He had already figured out many things.

The ancestor dragon has fallen, and the eldest son has also fallen.

In the great Qin Dynasty of the past, now, only I and the group of people around me are left.

But national hatred,

There will be blood to repay!

Xu Fu closed his eyes and kept counting with his fingers. Then, light spots appeared in his mind one by one. These were the specific locations of those dark subordinates.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Fuguo shouted:

"Shengjing!"

A big flag was raised, and the black flag had the vigorous word "Qin" on it.

"Give me a lift!"

Fifty Qin soldiers who were like demons carried a long-faded Luan Jia on their shoulders. In the past, this Luan Jia should have been on the black dragon. The Zulong sat here and led the Qin army to sweep across the six kingdoms. Sitting on it and the darkness After successive battles, countless great Qin tigers gathered around this Luanjia and vowed to follow the First Emperor to the death.

It's a pity that Zulong has fallen long ago, but as long as this Luan Jia still exists, it is as if the broad-minded Zulong of the past is still sitting inside.

Xu Fu raised his head and looked at Luan Jia with a touch of respect and humility.

Zulong,

Wait,

Just keep watching in Luan Jiali,

Looking at the men,

How to avenge Da Qin.

"Get up and attack!" Xu Fu waved his fly whisk towards the two nearest light spots.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

The five hundred evil stars were surrounded by demonic flames, and with majestic killing intent, they rushed towards their first revenge target in a neat and solemn manner.

different world,

The same opponent,

This battle,

Two thousand years later,

Come again!