Chapter 1339 Red Figure
"Hey, isn't it still early? Let me sleep for a while longer." The strange voice of the vampire ghost came from the coffin, like a bat talking in ventriloquism.
The sixty-year-old man was speechless for a while, and slapped the coffin fiercely, saying coldly: "Hey, why do I feel that the place we are in now has suddenly become unusual? Have you noticed that the flow of time seems to be different from that outside, as if this place has been listed as the holy ruins of reincarnation."
"What? There is such a thing?" A surprised voice came from the coffin, and then hurriedly said: "Then we have to change places quickly, otherwise our cultivation will not be able to increase."
"Not bad, and not far away In that small sect, a person of the reincarnation level suddenly appeared. We don't know whether it is him or another person who has revived, but these have nothing to do with us. Let's leave here quickly. "
"That's right, let's go." The coffin lid opened automatically, and a woman in a red golden robe with red hair walked out. This woman is elegant, with a white face, a slim figure, and a very proud figure. Her skin is as white as mutton-fat jade, and her beauty is shocking.
But if you look at her face, you will find that there are two spikes in the woman's mouth, like the spikes of a vampire, and there is still blood on the spikes. You can tell at a glance that she is a bloodthirsty person.
"Sense and see if there are other people sleeping in this area. If they are sleeping, wake them all up and go with us." The old vampire said.
Her cultivation was not as high as that of the old man in his sixties, so he needed her to sense it.
Although the old man in his sixties was old, he was strong and vigorous, like a bath scrubber. After hearing this, a divine thought swept over here silently.
After a moment, he shook his head and said, "There was one just now, but he is gone now. Let's go and hurry up."
With a pop in the space, the coffins and the two of them disappeared, as if they had merged into the space, and as if they had never existed at all.
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At the same time, outside this holy ruins of reincarnation, there was a place.
In a sycamore forest, huge sycamore leaves blocked the view, and the sunlight could not penetrate. In this lush forest, there was an extremely terrifying, extremely deep, and extremely vast breath, and there was a faint smell of blood.
A moment later, under the sycamore forest, about a hundred miles deep, a red figure was hurrying on the road, climbing up quickly from the bottom, like a pangolin, as if to break through the ground.
"Alas, I slept too deeply at that time. Now I am walking up for half an hour, but I can't even reach the surface. I am almost exhausted!"
This figure patted his forehead while hurrying on the road, feeling speechless.
When he was sleeping, he shrank to a place hundreds of millions of miles deep in the ground, and it was covered with layers of formations, fearing that he would be sensed by the Terminator. Therefore, from the beginning of the heroic period to the present, he has not been sensed by any generation of Terminator, and has never been found.
But now it is different. Now he wants to break through the ground, and he has to break these formations layer by layer, otherwise he can't go.
The layers of formations that used to protect his safety have now become a burden to him.
However, this person did not say anything. He broke through the layers of barriers all the way and finally arrived at the surface half an hour later.
"Oh, my ancestor has been asleep for so long. Has the world changed so much?"
He looked at the layers of forests above and felt as if he was in another world.
When he was asleep, this was a piece of sycamore he planted casually. It was not even as high as his calf. Unexpectedly, after so many years, this sycamore has grown into a sycamore forest that stretches from sky to sky, like an ancient forest.
"Hey, someone just broke through the ground and passed by here?" Suddenly, this figure sensed something and murmured to himself, as if sensing a familiar breath.
That was the breath of the vampire ghost and the sixty-year-old man in the past.
"It seems to be just as I expected. Many people can't sit still and have come to the surface. I don't know if the fierce battle with the Terminator is enough." After muttering again, the figure left.
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