In the eyes of others, Jiang Tian's attitude was lukewarm and indifferent.
But to Sean, it was no different from a muffled clap of thunder ringing in his ears.
Moreover, an extremely horrifying scene appeared before his eyes!
On an ancient battlefield where corpses were piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers, Jiang Tian stood proudly with a height of three hundred meters. His feet were stepping on piles of white bones, and his pair of eyes were like two divine lamps. His cold gaze was a hundred meters long, sweeping through the myriad of worlds and overlooking all living things.
Around him, huge demon heads were sent flying, evil dragons with their guts pierced through fell to the ground, and distant stars exploded like fireworks.
Xiao En suddenly felt a sharp baleful aura forcefully cut open his sturdy heart.
All kinds of violent, tragic, savage, and terrifying emotions were forcibly poured into his heart, causing it to suddenly stop beating and making it difficult for him to breathe.
At this moment, Sean was scared out of his wits. His hair stood on end, and cold sweat poured out of his body. He couldn't help but tremble, and his Divine Soul almost shattered.
Thump! Thump, thump, thump!
Sean took five or six steps back and staggered to the ground. He screamed, "Who are you? Let me go! "
"Sean, what's wrong with you?"
Several young brothers came forward to support Sean with strange expressions.
Sean was not only good at fighting, but also extremely daring.
He once went alone to the primeval forest of the Siberian Plateau to hunt brown bears and direwolves. He didn't bring any supplies and survived for three months, even gaining a few pounds.
But now, he was so scared that he lost his composure.
"Humph, behave yourself, or I'll kill you …"
Jiang Tian's indifferent and cold voice was only heard by Sean alone.
As the voice sounded, the fantasy before Sean's eyes disappeared and he returned to reality.
"It's nothing …"
Sean waved his hands at his companions. His face was pale as he looked at Jiang Tian with lingering fear. Then, he rushed into the M-26 transport plane and didn't dare to say another word.
The young masters of the prestigious families looked at each other, baffled. Then, they clustered around An Fya and boarded the helicopter.
The old servant behind Anfya, Connelly, had a thoughtful look in his eyes. He leaned forward and whispered into Anfya's ear.
"Maybe he's using Hua Xia's illusion technique!"
"Xiao En, who has werewolf blood, was so scared that he almost cried? Is this the reason why he's so confident in ignoring my pursuit? "
"The journey to the Island of Death this time is long. I will have the chance to test your background!"
On the other hand, Princess Anfeya was sitting in the cabin, sipping her hot coffee as she looked at Jiang Tian, who was sitting far away from them, with a trace of embarrassment in her eyes.
Everyone boarded the plane one after another. Other than Anfya, Sean, and the other corporate scions, they also brought along more than ten supporting members.
Jiang Tian noticed that they were not ordinary soldiers. Many of them even had werewolf blood or were Caucasian shamans or priests. They all had a certain level of magical power.
It was just that they were wearing modern combat uniforms, which made people mistakenly think that they were ordinary soldiers.
A large wooden box in the cabin was filled with a large amount of firearms. There were heavy machine guns, grenades, rocket launchers, and even laser weapons that conventional troops would not be equipped with.
After the helicopter took off and flew for a while, the atmosphere in the cabin gradually became lively.
Xiao En seemed to think that the illusion that appeared when he looked into Jiang Tian's eyes was a hallucination that happened when he drank too much last night, and his mind relaxed.
However, he did not dare to harass Jiang Tian again.
This was not their first time exploring the Northern Isles, and they began to share the fun of exploring the Northern Isles.
Aurora, polar bears, thick-billed sea crows, warm wooden houses, and mellow vodka...
At first, their conversation was unable to attract Jiang Tian's attention. It was all about the fun of the trip.
But suddenly, one of the young masters excitedly slapped his thigh and laughed.
"We always get the most out of the Sword's Grave. Last time, I picked up an antique jade pendant and gave it to my grandfather. My grandfather originally had cancer, but he recovered in three months! It was simply amazing! "
"The Sword's Grave", according to Chinese, was naturally the Sword Tomb.
Jiang Tian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this group of people also went to the Northern Isles for the Sword Tomb?
No wonder An Feiya had repeatedly emphasized that this expedition was very dangerous!
That was the place where the Immortals had fallen. Of course, there would be some formations and restrictions. If ordinary people approached, wouldn't they die miserably?
"Yes, do you still remember the short sword I picked up last time? It could easily cut through Kevlar bulletproof vests! I asked Hua Xia's antique experts to appraise it. They said that it was a sword from the Warring States Period and was worth at least five million euros! "
Another young master said with a smile of exultation.
"I picked up a helmet..."
Another young master also began to show off excitedly.
"We must go to the Sword's Grave!"
An Feiya frowned.
"But everyone must be very careful there. After all, we have experienced a risk! Eight bodyguards have died! "
At the mention of this, everyone's expression changed. The atmosphere was solemn, and there was some fear in their eyes.
"That's right. What is that thing? It looked like a black gas, but it could swallow a living person! "
One of the young masters swallowed his saliva and said.
"I think it was an aurora! It floated around and changed rapidly! "
Another young master interrupted.
"It's not an aurora! There has never been a black aurora! "
Another young master shook his head and said with a fearful expression.
"Besides, there has never been an aurora swallowing a living person. I've consulted a few meteorologists in my family's company... "
"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be afraid!"
At this moment, Connelly smiled and said, "This time, we have made ample preparations and are equipped with a large number of firearms!"
He said confidently.
"Besides, our team members are also extraordinary. They are all from my powerful family!"
"Yes, Mr. Connelly is very powerful. I once saw him break a cannonball with one punch, but he himself was unharmed!"
An Feiya also looked at this old servant who had guarded her for more than ten years with admiration.
An Feiya was not very clear about Connelly's identity.
But even her father was very respectful to him, saying that he was of noble status and had an extraordinary background.
Connelly only stayed by An Feiya's side because he was indebted to her family. Otherwise, he would not have been able to afford to hire her.
"Mr. Connelly is actually so powerful!"
"With Connelly and the support team, our trip will be very safe!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Connelly in awe before they began to flatter him.
At this moment, Jiang Tian suddenly said indifferently, "Mr. Connelly, don't go to the Sword Tomb.
"Mr. Connelly, it's best that you don't go to the Sword Catacomb. It's very dangerous there, more dangerous than any previous adventure!"
"You also know about the Sword Tomb?"
Connelly's expression was strange, and he immediately became vigilant.
He originally thought that Jiang Tian did not know anything about it, but his cultivation was strong, so he brought along Jiang Tian. If there was any danger, he could use Jiang Tian as a meat shield to facilitate his escape.
But he did not expect that Jiang Tian actually knew about the Sword Tomb. Then, it was very likely that Jiang Tian would fight for the treasures that originally belonged to them.
Jiang Tian smiled faintly and did not comment.
He had only met An Feiya and the others by chance, and his impression of them was only so-so.
"Mr. Jiang, you advised us not to go to the Sword Tomb. What about you?"
Connelly's eyes were sharp as he probed.
"Of course I'm going!"
Jiang Tian said indifferently, "It's best if you send me to the Sword Tomb and leave on your own! Otherwise, you will die an unnatural death! "
Jiang Tian said this for a reason, and it was also out of goodwill.
The Sword Tomb opened once every eleven years.
In their previous explorations, the restrictions had not been opened.
To put it bluntly, they had only circled around the Sword Tomb.
Now that the restrictions were opened, many formless killing formations would also be activated, and it would be ten times more dangerous than before.
One had to know that cultivators were always proud and arrogant. They even looked down on the world with disdain. They regarded life as nothing more than grass and used all living beings as chess pieces.
The inheritances that they left behind were "not to be passed down lightly" and "only those who are virtuous and talented". They would set up very dangerous restrictions and formations. Only the powerful cultivators who could break the restrictions could obtain the inheritances and inheritances.
Ordinary people would be courting death if they went there!
Connelly smiled coldly when he heard that. "Mr. Jiang, I know you're quite capable, but you're underestimating us too much!"
"You are just a Transcendent State cultivator or even an Internal Force cultivator. You don't have the experience of exploring the Sword Catacomb and know nothing about it. Who gave you the courage to say such things? Do you think that you can do it if we can't? "
"That's right, I think so. If you go, you will only be cannon fodder! "
Jiang Tian smiled faintly.
"Mr. Jiang, you are so funny!"
Connelly was already a little annoyed.
How do you know that I am a Caucasian shaman? How do you know that I am powerful and extraordinary?
However, he couldn't expose his identity as a shaman.
He didn't mention it, but said disdainfully, "Mr. Jiang, are you trying to scare us away so that you can enjoy the treasures of the Sword Tomb alone?"
"You are so cunning and selfish. You should know that we are the ones who took you to Severnaya Zemlya. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to touch the door of the Sword Tomb. You can say that we are your benefactors!"
"But now, you actually … Hmph, you've really disappointed me!"
Jiang Tian shook his head and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Some people were always full of themselves and took other people's kindness for granted.
Some people were so arrogant that they only realized their insignificance and weakness after suffering a loss.
Seeing that Jiang Tian didn't speak, Xiao En thought that Connelly could intimidate Jiang Tian.
"Mr. Jiang, you didn't even bring the necessary equipment for an adventure. If we don't let you share our fire seed and food, I am afraid that you will starve to death in less than three days!"
"When the time comes, you'll be crying!"
The other young masters were also very unhappy with Jiang Tian and echoed.
"Alright, let's stop talking. Since we are going together, we are friends, or even comrades! I hope that everyone can work together and help each other! "
Seeing Jiang Tian's cold eyes, Anfya hurriedly tried to persuade him.
But in fact, she also despised Jiang Tian a little at this time.
Although Anfya was dissolute and had a messy private life, she had one good point: she was hot-blooded, righteous, and forthright.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to become the spiritual leader of so many Russian young masters and organize such a dangerous adventure.
What she hated the most were those who were petty, selfish, and didn't have team spirit.
At this time, Anfya had clearly regarded Jiang Tian as such a person. She was very disappointed and despised Jiang Tian. She almost scolded Jiang Tian as "shameless".
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