Fair-faced Flying Dragon saw that his flying dagger missed, but his expression did not change. He said "not bad" as he quickly waved his arm. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, a series of cold lights swept through the dark space.
Tang Zheng felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the flying dagger was already flying towards him like a string of pearls, full of killing intent.
Ding, ding, ding …!
The Flying Immortals from Outer Heaven Sword Technique was displayed to the fullest. The sword light that filled the sky was like a thousand zhang, illuminating the entire space.
The two were secretly shocked in their hearts. Fair-faced Flying Dragon said in his heart that he was even more powerful than the legends made him out to be. Tang Zheng, on the other hand, had a strange expression. Just where did this Fair-faced Flying Dragon come from? He was definitely an expert of the Great Scholar realm.
Moreover, he did not seem like a first or second stage Great Scholar like Long Xuanyuan. He was unable to determine this person's specific cultivation, but he was definitely a true expert.
Tang Zheng had just experienced the battle between the State Master and Yamata-no-Orochi not long ago, so he was not unfamiliar with this level of battle. In fact, he was getting more and more used to it.
The battle between the two became more and more intense. There were traces of the War Spirit sword and the flying dagger on the altar. The dagger was like a chisel, severely damaging the altar.
Seeing this, Professor Qi even had the heart to die. Tears were about to drip out as he shouted: "Destroyed, destroyed!"
△ £,
The complicated patterns on the ground could definitely be studied to find many useful things, but it was destroyed just like that. As a scholar, one could imagine how painful it was. It was even more painful than killing him.
However, the battle did not change according to his will. The two of them were bound to determine victory or defeat, or even … life and death.
Although Tang Zheng was only at the ninth stage of Fasting, and was still a step away from the Golden Core realm, his cultivation was lower than Fair-faced Flying Dragon's. However, he had the help of a divine weapon and was not at a disadvantage for a while.
The sound of the battle was not small, and it was especially clear in this empty and deathly silent space.
Suddenly, both of their ears twitched, and they subconsciously looked in a direction. They could not see anything in the darkness, but there was obviously something.
As if to verify their guess, the sound became louder and louder.
Bang, bang, bang …!
It was like a heavy object hitting the ground.
It was like the sound of a drum, heavily pounding on people's hearts, causing their heartstrings to tremble.
Even so, the two of them did not give up on the battle. Instead, the battle became more and more intense, and danger surrounded them.
Professor Qi also heard the sound and stretched his neck to look outside the altar. Suddenly, his pupils dilated rapidly and his mouth opened wide. It was as if someone had grabbed his throat and he couldn't even let out a scream.
When the two saw his reaction, they rushed to the edge of the altar at the same time and looked down.
F * ck!
Both of them cursed in their hearts at the same time as their scalps went numb.
Countless people were standing on the ground below, all of them looking up at the altar.
Bronze Mask!
Tang Zheng raised his head and exclaimed. Everyone was wearing the same bronze mask as the one in the painting, but there were too many bronze masks.
Although Tang Zheng really wanted the bronze masks, this many still made his scalp go numb. Moreover, the empty eyes behind the bronze masks showed that these were definitely not living people.
Not a living person!
That was a dead person!
In fact … they weren't even dead people.
Tang Zheng had even been to the World of Spirits and Souls. Of course, he knew that there were many things in this world that he had never heard of or even thought of.
Obviously, these people weren't good people. When they saw the three people on the altar, they sped up. Like monkeys, they climbed up the pillars of the altar and climbed up the altar at lightning speed.
Tang Zheng and Fair-faced Flying Dragon looked at each other at the same time and subconsciously stopped fighting.
Fair-faced Flying Dragon muttered to himself, "My attention was all attracted by the Heavenly Palace just now. I really didn't see so many things hidden below."
Professor Qi's face was bitter as he sighed, "I'm afraid that you guys destroyed their altar, so they're coming to kill us."
Altar?
The two of them looked down subconsciously. Indeed, the altar was full of holes and scars.
Huh?
The two of them exclaimed at the same time and stared straight at the altar. It turned out that there was a faint light flowing in the altar, as if something had been triggered.
"Looks like it's true." Tang Zheng sighed softly. Altars were very mysterious in ancient times, and the altar here was even more so.
The two of them almost destroyed the altar. Of course, they must have triggered some mechanism to attract the group of bronze masks.
"They're coming up!"
Professor Qi had been lying on the edge of the altar and yelled at the top of his lungs.
The two of them tensed up. Fair-faced Flying Dragon looked deeply at Tang Zheng and said, "Looks like we can't kill you today. Stay alive. The next time we meet, you won't be so lucky."
Fair-faced Flying Dragon leaped down from the altar as soon as he finished speaking.
"Ah!" Professor Qi screamed. He didn't expect Fair-faced Flying Dragon to walk right into his trap.
Tang Zheng's face tensed up, but he didn't think so.
Sure enough, the Fair-faced Flying Dragon spread its wings like a roc and landed on the ground. The tip of its foot landed heavily on one of the bronze masks. With a loud bang, the bronze mask shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
Then, he did the same. Like a bird flying across the water, he flew above the bronze mask. Every time he landed, a bronze mask would be destroyed.
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud sound interrupted Tang Zheng's observation. He saw a bronze mask jump up the altar and crazily pounce at the two of them.
They were wearing armor and looked like warriors. They were full of killing intent and gloomy.
Tang Zheng's eyes were filled with killing intent. With a kacha sound, War Soul cut the opponent in half and scattered on the ground, turning into pieces.
But before he could catch his breath, the sound of falling bodies came one after another. In the blink of an eye, the altar was densely packed with bronze masks.
Their empty eyes and dense Yin Qi struck the heart. If it was a coward, they would have collapsed.
Fortunately, Professor Qi had been in the field of archaeology for decades and had seen many strange things. Although he was afraid, he didn't completely lose his wolf.
His attention was attracted by something else — — the pieces scattered on the ground.
Professor Qi picked up a piece and smelled it. He then carefully broke it and examined it carefully. Suddenly, his face changed. He shouted at Tang Zheng's back: "Tang Zheng, they are terracotta warriors."
Terracotta warriors!
Tang Zheng's first thought was the terracotta soldiers and horses. Their craftsmanship was as good as the heavens, shocking the hearts of people.
But compared to the ones in front of him, those were too mediocre. At least, those terracotta warriors were dead and couldn't move on their own.
These were living terracotta warriors, and they were quite lethal.
Professor Qi couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He praised, "It's too miraculous. Qin Shi Huang is indeed a great emperor. He actually created so many living terracotta figures. This is no longer something that can be done by humans. It's … a miracle."
Yes, in Professor Qi's mind, this was a miracle. It was not something that could be done by humans.
Tang Zheng, on the other hand, saw some clues. These terracotta warriors were nourished by Yin Qi, accumulated over time, and experienced thousands of years to create such a spectacle.
Just now, when he had just stepped onto the altar, he had already noticed that the Yin Qi on the altar was denser than in other places. It was as if it was water, filling the air.
Obviously, other than offering sacrifices, this altar might also be used to collect the Yin Qi in the ancient tomb to nourish these terracotta warriors.
In fact, along the way, Tang Zheng had been puzzled. This place was filled with Yin Qi, so how could there not be any Yin Soldiers or Evil Gong filthy things?
Now, the answer was revealed.
It turned out that the Yin Qi was all used to nourish these terracotta warriors. There was no extra to nurture those things. These terracotta warriors were not weaker than those things.
More and more terracotta warriors climbed onto the altar like a flood. They were densely packed, numbering in the thousands. They had already completely occupied the altar.
Tang Zheng took out the Heaven-shocking Bow and the Sun Shooting Arrow. There were too many enemies, and the War Soul Sword might not be able to kill his way out.
"Tang Zheng, what should we do?" Professor Qi asked fearfully.
"Hide behind me, and follow me to kill our way out." Tang Zheng said resolutely, as if he was alone, it would not be difficult to escape.
But with Professor Qi by his side, all of this would be wishful thinking.
Professor Qi mustered up all the courage in his body, preventing his legs from going soft from fear. He followed closely behind Tang Zheng.
The terracotta warriors had already rushed over like a tidal wave. Their killing intent and Yin Qi covered the sky and earth, reaching a peak.
"Kill!"
Tang Zheng roared, the Sun Shooting Arrow left the bowstring, the surging Qi instantly tore apart the few terracotta warriors at the front, and the terracotta warriors at the back followed closely behind, rushing over.
Bang, bang, bang …!
The terracotta warriors continued to explode, filling the sky with fragments.
Suddenly, a horse's neigh sounded out in this empty space. A war horse made of terracotta warriors soared into the air and flew up from below, its four hooves landing heavily on the altar.
On the back of the horse sat a terracotta warrior. His attire was completely different from the other terracotta warriors, and he looked like a general.
With a stretch of his hand, he grabbed the Sun Shooting Arrow that was flying towards him. The Sun Shooting Arrow was already at the end of its flight and did not have much power left.
But even so, it could be seen that the other party was definitely not someone the other terracotta warriors could compare to.
Tang Zheng's face changed slightly. One less Sun Shooting Arrow would be a huge loss, and he would definitely not allow this to happen. Thus, he leaped up, pulled Professor Qi, and flew over the densely packed terracotta warriors' heads, and rushed straight towards the general.
A cold light flashed in the general's eyes. He placed the Sun Shooting Arrow on the war horse, and a long spear appeared in his hand. With a shake of the spear, he pierced towards Tang Zheng with the force of a thousand kilograms.
Tang Zheng was in the air, and beside him was a Professor Qi. His strength was greatly reduced, but he still reacted accordingly. He kept the Heaven-shocking Bow and used the War Soul Sword instead.
Clang!
A muffled explosion sounded out, like a bolt from the blue, causing the surrounding terracotta warriors to sway.
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