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Shan Mirage quickly completed the thinking process.
It's really not worth it to put yourself in it for the sake of enjoying yourself, and die with Qin Yang.
Calculating the time, it was indeed not long before sunrise. For the rest of the time, he should have no problem carrying the death army, but if Qin Yang died, he would also be consumed here to death.
After hesitating for a while, Shan Mirage reluctantly opened his mouth, a crack appeared in the huge mountain, and Qin Yang led the puppeteer into it.
Shan Mirage closed its mouth, shook its body, and slowly stretched out its two claws kicked under its body, and slapped the ground fiercely with its huge mountain-like claws.
There was a loud bang, the earth seemed to be a calm lake, and a stone was thrown into it, and a shock wave swept away instantly. Wherever it passed, the earth collapsed, and the rocks, which were hundreds of feet in size, seemed to be splashed by the water surface. The splash of water jumped up.
The army chasing from the rear was swept away by a shock wave, and the formation stopped. The black death energy rolled and wrapped the entire army inside, like a black potato rolling in the wind, with the momentum like a knife, layer by layer. Trim off its edges.
I saw the terracotta warriors and horses flying out of the black air one by one, and were strangled to powder by the impact in mid-air.
After the shock wave dissipated, huge peaks descended from the sky, covering the land for thousands of miles. The leading general waved his hand and decisively made the army retreat.
In just one stick of incense, a towering peak suddenly appeared on the originally endless black plain. The mountain peak stretched for thousands of miles left and right, lying in front of the army.
Above the mountain peak, there are layers of clouds, and there seems to be some rare and strange beasts moving in the clouds.
The death general who led the army waved his hand, and the bone bird fluttered its wings and soared into the sky, trying to climb over the mountain that blocked the way. Who would want to get into the clouds and mist on the upper layer of the mountain, but the stench seems to be consciously permeated with death Obstacle, drill down their nostrils.
As dead people, no matter how harsh the environment is, it is useless to them, and the poison that is useful to living people may not have the slightest reaction to them.
Their bodies should have been unable to feel what the smell is, but at this moment, they just feel it.
The impact caused by this huge contrast is three points more intense than that of a living person.
On the upper part of the mountain peak, some strangely shaped trees are swaying crazily, constantly spewing out white mist.
The big bird on which the general was riding, spewed out the will-o'-the-wisp in its eyes, and opened its mouth to spray a black fire on the mountain peak.
Countless strange trees collapsed, and rocks were melted into magma, but who would have thought that the stench that could seep into the consciousness would instantly increase dozens of times.
The giant bird had a neck stalk, shook its head twice like a stroke, and fell stiffly from the sky.
The general standing on the back of the giant bird also froze, and fell with the giant bird. All his consciousness has been forcibly occupied by the horrible stench, and all his perceptions have been forcibly blinded.
Followed by the death army rushing up together, like dumplings, they crashed to the ground. After falling to the ground, they twitched from time to time like the dying stinky fish falling on the shore.
On the other side of the mountain peak, Shan Mirage retracted its claws again, put the claws up and hid them under its body, and continued to lie there and wait quietly.
Not long after, the sun rose from the east, and the whole world seemed to slowly pull back the darkness. The place where the sun shines turned into the fantasy sea world he was familiar with again.
When the sun shone on the mountain in front, the mountain disappeared, and the death, yin, and death army around him all disappeared, and he just returned to the fantasy sea without a sound.
After realizing this, bursts of light glowed in the two small lakes that turned into eyes, Shan Mirage thought about it for a while, and opened its mouth with lightning speed.
"Heh bah"
The defenseless Qin Yang and the puppeteer who were hiding in their mouths were spit out like this, and two big holes were smashed on the ground.
Without waiting for Qin Yang to say anything, he saw those strange trees growing on Shan Mirage's body, like crazy, spewing out a foul-smelling white mist desperately.
In the blink of an eye, the huge body of the mountain mirage was enveloped inside.
Qin Yang rolled his eyes from the fumes, the florets on his body protruded layer by layer, and ran away covering his mouth.
After running out of the foul-smelling white mist, Qin Yang's face turned pale and he retched non-stop. Even though he used magical powers to drive away all the poison, the feeling of infiltrating into the soul and consciousness still did not disappear.
People on the sideEveryone on the ground will disappear and never appear again.
A living person suddenly appeared in the army guarding the mausoleum of the previous dynasty, and the probability of surviving was infinitely close to zero.
Qin Yang landed on the top of a mountain, squatting on the edge of the cliff, rubbing his chin and pondering.
If you can enter the Dayin Immortal Palace, it is not too difficult to find the exit from the world of death inside.
The difficulty lies in how to pass through the army guarding the mausoleum. The one that appeared yesterday was at most a small unit, and the real army was at least several legions.
And I also saw it yesterday, those terracotta warriors and horses are not terracotta puppets at all, but more like Weng Zhongjia soldiers refined from living people.
But it is not the same as Weng Zhong's soldiers. Qin Yang is probably the last army buried with the former emperor. He does not know how to turn them into undead soldiers, waiting for the day when they will be awakened again.
If it is true as in the legend, millions of heavenly soldiers and generals will be guarding, and unless you have the strength of the titled Taoist monarch, you can go all the way.
Take out a small notebook and start sketching on the notebook. With the help of memory, I will outline as much as possible the scene I saw yesterday, just like drawing the most detailed map, and draw it out in proportion.
After drawing one by one, compare it with the world in front of you to find the corresponding place.
If you are not sure, go back again and confirm the position, proportion, distance, etc. on the way.
After such a toss, it took a long time to toss, and there are hundreds of detailed maps drawn.
Just when Qin Yang was squatting on the top of the mountain to paint, it was three thousand miles to the north.
A giant manta ray shaped like a manta ray, three thousand feet long, and cloud-white all over, is slowly flapping its wings and swimming above the clouds.
On the back of the manta ray, there is an exquisite small courtyard with three entrances. On the attic in the backyard, Huanhai stands leaning against the window. In the courtyard below, two old men with white beard and hair are sitting in front of the chessboard with solemn expressions, killing each other. Inextricably linked.
Suddenly, a silver-white ball dragging some ribbons fell from above the small courtyard and landed next to the two old men. The ball turned and cracked, revealing a pupil inside like countless rings stacked, and the color of each ring was different. Different big eyes.
"Second Elder, Third Elder, I found an outsider." Big eyeballs interrupted the game between the two elders.
"Outsiders?" One of the old men with a red nose and a scar running through all the foreheads raised his head and messed up the chessboard.
Another old man with white hair and a youthful face looked helplessly at the red nose, and then nodded to the big eyes.
As soon as the ring in the pupil of the big eyeball moved, an illusion appeared in front of everyone.
On the top of a mountain, Qin Yang held a pen with a concentrated expression, writing and drawing on the paper, as if he was drawing some kind of map, but these things that looked like maps were extremely weird.
In some pictures, there are circles surrounded by circles, and some strange symbols are marked on each circle.
In some pictures, there are not many lines, and all kinds of strange symbols are stacked together in a mess, making people confused.
The old man with white hair and childlike face frowned slightly.
"Third brother, the Illusory Sea is closed. In the past hundred years, no one has ever gone out except for Shan Mo. How did outsiders get in?"
"There is only one entrance and exit to the Illusory Sea. I have guarded it for thousands of years, and it is impossible for a fly to sneak in!"
Then the third elder thought for a while, and looked up at Huanhai Shuna on the attic.
"Third Elder, there is absolutely no way I brought it in." Huan Hai took a step, his figure dissipated, and he reappeared and landed on the side of the chessboard. He looked at the person in the phantom: "However, I have a little impression of this person." , he is the new captain of the Ghost, according to our information, this person was still in the wilderness a few days ago, he could not have come in through the entrance with me."
"I can assure you that since Shan Su came back last time, the entrance and exit have never been opened. Our information is all transmitted through the phantom beast. This person is absolutely impossible to enter through the entrance." The third elder said solemnly.
The second elder looked at the phantom, his eyes gradually became deep.
"Then there is only one possibility. He came from the Jedi. We are in big trouble for that piece of Jedi where there is no entry but no exit. If you enter, you will die."
"Arrest him first." The third elder's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Kill him directly, once and for all."
As soon as the words fell, the second elder immediately gave him a look, and cursed unceremoniously.
"Fool!"
"What are you scolding me for?"
"Don't you understand? It's meaningless to kill this person. Our trouble is not him at all, but the Huanhai has more than one entrance and exit! An entrance and exit that we don't even know about!"
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"Don't you understand? It's meaningless to kill this person. Our trouble is not him at all, but the Huanhai has more than one entrance and exit! An entrance and exit that we don't even know about!"
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