Chapter 2291： Weird and weird (1/2)
To the east, there is a large oil-blue rift valley, obliquely turning from the twenty-fourth bridge, twists and turns, faintly bright yellow light, faintly gleaming in the depths of the large rift valley——
Of course, this is not the main thing!
In front of the Great Rift Valley, there is a bronze long-necked crane on the left and right sides. The rusty green envelops the vicissitudes of life. The two bronze cranes are vivid in posture, and in the rift valley, a purple shadow flashes!
God King!
That purple shadow is definitely a **** king comparable to the ”Eternal Life Realm”! The saint of Jiu Miao knew it was difficult to enter, so she simply chose the tomb of the gods guarded by thousands of bronze figurines!
”Brother Zicheng, I saw you!” The clear purple shadow in the Great Rift Valley condensed his footsteps and threw a violent hug against the air, which suddenly changed Jiu Miao Saintess's color.
Immediately even Su Jin saw the appearance of Zi Nui——
Half of the flowery face, half of the face was peeled off, and there was not much stiff black dead flesh left, and even that eye became a cloudy white jade color!
And at this moment Su Jin noticed a detail, the rotted half of Zi Nu's face, and the faint bronze rust appeared on her cheekbones——
Her long hair is even more dragging on the ground!
Why does the Purple Girl exist in the Great Rift Valley? Who is she? Who is the ”self-contained eldest brother” she called?
Immediately Su Jin stopped thinking about it. In the Bronze Rift Valley, there are absolutely no less existences like the Purple Girl, at least at the level of the King of Gods. He is going to be a dead body, and definitely cannot enter——
”Let's go.” Su Jin looked at the tens of thousands of layers of gods tomb in the center of the tens of thousands of bronze figurines, with a slight pressure in his heart.
Inside the bronze hall, the most primitive times are preserved. The eight ancient towers in the south that have been burning from ancient times to the present are clearly visible, and each floor is still emitting a powerful fire.
The eight ancient towers are surrounded by chains that are as thick as a millstone, mysteriously——
Who lit the ancient tower.
Who built tens of millions of bronze figurines and buried them in the tombs of the gods with thousands of layers. The distance is not far away, but Su and Jin can't get around them just around them.
There was still ‘ash’ in the sky, like falling snow. When it fell on the body, it disappeared strangely. Su Jin was very cautious, and the two gradually approached the first row of bronze figurines with spears!
”You're here, it's best to find an ancient coffin for longevity--” Saint Jiu Miao quietly said to Su Jin while she was vigilant.
”Then I personally bury myself?” Su Jin laughed at himself, full of irony.
”If I can get out of the bronze hall and you are buried in the longevity coffin, I can rush back to the Miao Palace and ask my father to find a way to save you. Although you have refined the Shouyuan Divine Light, there is little hope, but it is better than nothing. Hope is good--” Saint Jiu Miao persuades.
Su Jin slowly shook his head. Before Guan Tianyue, he chose to enter the Bronze Hall. Naturally, he wanted to find a way to survive. What he wanted to live was not ‘seeking alive’!
It's not a waste of money to get into the coffin, and let others dominate your fate! He will run out of the last drop of blood, and his life will come against the sky in the last second! It's a big deal!
”Walking into the tomb of the Ten Thousand Layers of Gods, I need your guarantee.” Su Jin said lightly.
”What guarantee? Could it be that I can't persuade you to find the longevity coffin again?” Jiu Miao saint asked guessing.
”No, in this bronze hall, no matter how tempted you see bronzes, you must not get involved—”
Su Jin tilted his head, facing the face of Jiu Miao saint in the purple yarn cloak, and continued: ”Can it be done?”
”Is it true that I can't get the real bronze artifact?” Jiu Miao Saintess complained a bit, even with a lot of anger in her tone.