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Chapter 1,111 Shura Field

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    The forging process of Damascus sword is extremely complicated, and the one in Chen Yang's hand is more like a dagger than a short sword.  Although the sharpness cannot be said to be as sharp as cutting iron, the texture of the entire knife can be said to be extremely hard.

    There are dense dark lines on the blade, with irregular lines like water flow. Over time, most of the time, it is hidden in Chen Yang's sleeves. In summer, it is also hung on the back of the waist, so it is not easily exposed, let alone used.

    But strictly speaking, the blade of this knife is not sharp, and it is not as sharp as the magic weapons in martial arts novels.  , Chen Yang has absolute certainty and confidence. Even if he can't cut off other metals, he can easily cut out an incision.

    Therefore, this altar made of rocks cannot be considered solid and hard from any angle.  Not even cement, only yellow mud and hay can be used as fillers for the gaps. Stones are also common rocks in the Qilian Mountains.

    Therefore, if Chen Yang chopped down such an altar with a knife, it would naturally be chopped into pieces.

    Not long after the blade penetrated deep into the altar, Chen Yang only heard a crisp sound. In the blink of an eye, the altar under his feet produced countless dense cracks like spider webs. The masonry and rubble began to crumble, and a series of firecrackers were emitted.  A generally crisp sound.

    The next second, bursts of white mist-like smoke began to rise above the altar, and gray-white dust rose like boiling.

    The moment Chen Yang grasped the short knife and stabbed it into the altar, a burst of true energy in his body was released from his dantian. In an instant, he rushed out from the blade. The force was as strong as his cannonball.  It hit the altar!

    The moment Chen Yang drew the knife, the altar collapsed. It collapsed with a loud sound like an explosion. Under the sharp edge of the golden knife, the half-man-high altar was as soft as stone-ground tofu. Within a moment,  It has been shattered into broken stone barriers.

    "What did you do!" At this moment, after seeing Chen Yang destroying the altar with his own strength, Professor Sun stood on the same spot, couldn't help but stamp his feet, and said with anger and regret.  : "Do you know the value of this thing? This is a priceless treasure! This is devastating to the research work of the ancient civilization of Xixia Dangxiang!"

    Professor Sun had a heartbroken look on his face. As he spoke, he walked towards the altar in a daze.

    At this time, the dust raised by the gray rocks on the altar had gradually dispersed. Amid the ashes that filled the sky, Chen Yang walked out slowly, holding an eight-treasure glass lamp in his hand. The moment the altar collapsed, Chen Yang  It was protected.

    He walked out of the dust and looked at the altar behind him, which had been torn into pieces and rubble was everywhere.

    When looking at the torn-down altar, Chen Yang suddenly felt a little dazed. He felt that at the moment the altar was destroyed, everything in the world became a little clearer. His ears and eyes were no longer cloudy, his thoughts were no longer restless, and his whole body  It seems that everything has returned to its former peace.

    "Is there something weird under this altar?"

    Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, stood up, stretched out his hand to wave away the dust that had not dispersed in front of the altar, and walked to the altar that was torn apart and covered with rubble.

    At the same time, Professor Sun felt saddened by Chen Yang's behavior of destroying ancient ruins, and he also stepped forward, thinking about it and wanted to check it out.

    In addition, Qin Feng and others also cautiously approached step by step, and everyone walked to the altar.

    When I looked at the rubble on the ground, I couldn't help but frown.

    "What's this?"

    "Under this altaris actually"

    "It's a coffin!" Professor Sun's heartbroken mood recovered a little. He looked at the ruins of the altar covered with rubble, and his heartbroken mood turned into a trace of doubt.

    "There is a coffin under this altar? This this is unheard of and unseen." Professor Sun is considered the leading archaeological expert in the country. He has seen more ancient coffins and ancient funerals than those in Qinghe Village.  There are many branches of white affairs.

    Therefore, he must have rarely been like this, with a look of shock on his face. He looked at the ruins of the altar covered with rubble in front of him, walked around for more than ten steps, and looked at the coffin placed flat at the bottom of the ruins. The more he looked, the more he felt  eccentric.

    "Could it be that this stone block is an altar and a place where coffins are kept? Logically speaking, this place is no longer the ancient tomb of the Xixia generals. How come there is a coffin here!? It's incredible, it's incredible!"

    Sun JiaoProfessor shook his head and murmured to himself, but no one around him dared to disturb him. It felt as if they were afraid of disturbing a sleepwalking patient.

    Chen Yang didn't care why there was a coffin stored under the altar. He handed the eight-treasure glazed lamp in his hand to Gao Zixi, and then looked at Liu Zilin, who was lying on the ground not far from the altar.

    At this moment, the woman has completely fallen into a coma, as if she had already fallen into a coma the moment the altar collapsed.  At this moment, she was lying quietly aside. If Chen Yang hadn't deliberately noticed her abdomen and chest rising and falling due to breathing, he might have thought that Liu Zilin had died.

    Stepping forward and checking, Chen Yang found that Liu Zilin's pulse was stabilizing little by little.  She closed her eyes, and Chen Yang supported her, but found that under the long eyelashes, the usually beautiful eyes were slightly closed at this moment, and his ferocious and evil face had disappeared at this moment.  Gone, replaced by a tranquility that was almost like sleeping.

    "Falling asleep." Chen Yang squinted his eyes, and after confirming Liu Zilin's pulse again, his anxious heart calmed down a little.

    "You have to find someone to take care of her." Chen Yang said to Qin Feng, then turned to look at the altar: "I always feel that there is something fishy about that coffin. It's better to be careful. It's best to proceed with caution."

    For some reason, Chen Yang thought of what the dying bearded mercenary said before. The people from the Owl Council should have arrived here first. They got the eight-treasure glass lamp, but some mechanism may have been triggered, causing most of their casualties.  .

    In the end, they met the mountain guards and had a conflict with them. The result was that the backward mountain guards were almost slaughtered.  Each of the corpses floating along the underground river had bullet holes, but several of them had bullet holes in their foreheads, and they were shot from the back of the head. Their hands were tied behind their backs, as if they were executed.  .

    In other words, the mountain guards were probably severely wounded, and the angry Owl Organization executed most of them.

    ??In this remote place, inaccessible, morality may be the only shackles that bind thoughts, and there are no rules. In the true sense, this is a Shura field where the weak and the strong prey on each other.

    Chen Yang was making calculations, silently analyzing the rotten and terrible situation in front of him in his mind, and then walked towards the altar and looked at the coffin.

    Suddenly I thought of the black mist in front of the coffin, and I still had some inexplicable fear in my heart. I always felt that this coffin was extraordinary, and perhaps it had something to do with the black mist and Liu Zilin's sudden madness.

    In addition, the coffin was hidden under the altar. To be precise, the altar sealed the coffin, which made Chen Yang even more suspicious.

    However, Professor Sun didn't seem to care about this. His sense of crisis was far less profound than that of Chen Yang. After seeing the coffin, he had been walking around for a long time. At this moment, he traced the lines on the coffin and studied it repeatedly for half a day.  An hour later, he suddenly said something astonishing to everyone: "Perhaps we are all wrong. The empty coffin we encountered in the Golden Pavilion before was probably a mysterious coffin! The body of the real Xixia general is here!"  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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