Chapter 463

Guanzhong hinterland.

I don't know why these days. It's raining all around Shaanxi. The clouds are very low, and the rain hasn't stopped for several days.

This kind of weather is rare. According to records, it seems that this strange weather also appeared a hundred years ago.

The explanation given by meteorological experts is that due to the terrain, the climate is frictionally squeezed by convective air, forming low-level clouds, resulting in this rare rainy weather for more than ten consecutive days.

With the development of modern science and technology, there are many satellites in the sky, tens of kilometers away from the ground, and even a close-up of a person's face can be captured. However, these satellites can not find the secret of this rainy cloud.

Over Maoling, where the Jing River and Wei River intersect, the clouds are particularly thick and overcast. Even when the light is most abundant during the day, it is no different from the evening.

Maoling, known as the pyramid of China, is one of the longest, largest and most abundant imperial tombs built in the Han Dynasty and even the whole imperial dynasty.

Maoling has been built for more than half a century. It is the mausoleum of Liu Che, the emperor of Han Dynasty. Huo Qubing and Wei Qing, the famous God of war in Chinese history, are also buried in Maoling.

When Yang Qiu appeared over Maoling, his divine sense scanned down, and he couldn't help but marvel for a while.

The mound on the ground of Maoling is huge, and the underground palace under the mound is indeed the most imperial.

There are nine layers as like as two peas. The middle is a Palace of the Earth with a bucket shape. The width is at least 100 meters, and it is very uniform in layout, and is exactly the same as the palace buildings on the ground.

The Zi palace in the middle is even more luxurious. There are five layers of coffins and two layers of coffins. The outside is made of extremely precious wood. It is polished very smoothly and neatly. It is stacked and padded layer by layer to form a airtight top secret space. This is the so-called yellow sausage problem.

Maoling has been open for a long time now, forming a scenic spot. It has been raining for several days, so it is naturally impossible to open to the outside world. Yang Qiu went through the buildings on the ground and directly came to the last Hall of Maoling.

The whole hall is sealed off by people. From the outside, there is no difference. It is impossible for ordinary people to get close to here.

As soon as Yang Qiugang came to the door, a portal automatically appeared at the border. The breath from inside made him frown immediately.

Without hesitation, Yang Qiu went in directly.

Inside is a huge hall with an area of more than 500 square meters, and the people in the hall greatly surprised Yang Qiu.

The people inside are impressively divided into several camps.

Originally, Yang Qiu thought that except that she was one of them, all that remained was the people of the five sects. The other party was led by Li Shaojun. No one else could appear.

Even if emperor Shi Yan, fan Yan and nun Shura are plotting secretly, they can't appear here.

But he was wrong.

The people in the hall were even far beyond his expectation.

Everyone is clearly divided into two camps, but these two camps are divided into many groups.

Obviously, this is the confluence of all superpowers in the two worlds.

In the camp of Oriental monks, Li Shaojun is the leader. Behind him are long Fei and others of the five sects, and behind him are the leaders of the five sects in the lower world.

On an equal footing with Li Shaojun is an old man in a robe with a clean face. Behind him, there are two people who Yang Qiu knows.

One of them is Zhang Shuping of Zhang Jia. The other is no one else. He looks hungry and yellow and has a thin figure. Who is it if it is not song Zhide?

Wuzhe alliance!!

The camp in the western world is much more complicated. Fanyan takes the lead. Behind him, there are only four guards in Mahayana, and on the left side is emperor Shiyan. Several people stand beside him. Yang Qiu doesn't know except for the heartbroken childe, while on the right side of Fanyan is the nun. The team behind her is the largest.

Six old white men in Western Vatican costumes, blood red robes, old on their heads and deep wrinkles on the backs of their hands.

They are cardinals of the Holy See, second only to the Pope.

Six blood families with incomparably elegant bearing, handsome appearance and frighteningly white face are the peak of the blood emperor.

Six big men, all covered with thick hair, tall and strong, with faint lights in their eyes, were obviously wolves.

On the other side of this big camp, there were three people standing alone. The strength of these three people made Yang Qiudu's eyelids jump.

A blood clan, a Vatican, a wolf clan.

The strength of the blood clan was the peak of Xu Xueshen, and he just stood at the right hand of the old man wearing a dark religious robe. Obviously, the old man's strength was higher and stronger.

This is obviously the master of the Dark Alliance.

The master who betrays the Holy See and joins the Dark Alliance is called the degenerate, the blood clan is called the alienator, and the wolf clan is called the roaring sun.

Yang Qiu never thought that today, he gathered all the most terrible mysterious strength on earth.

"Well, everyone is here."

Before Yang Qiu came in, everyone didn't speak. After seeing him, Li Shaojun looked around at everyone and asked:

"What do you want to say?"

Fanyan glanced at Li Shaojun, then his eyes fell on Yang Qiu and said faintly:

"Yang Qiu, I thought you wouldn't come."

Yang Qiu smiled and said:

"Why didn't I come? I just didn't expect that so many people would come today. I think there must be something to say? "

With a cold smile, fan Yan glanced at everyone and said faintly:

"They are all things that don't know the greatness of heaven and earth. They all want to take a share. Don't forget, just the agreement between you and me."

Li Shaojun frowned slightly. Here, song Zhide of the Martial Arts Alliance coughed gently. The old man in front of him nodded slightly. Then he came out, came to Yang Qiu and said respectfully:

"Yang Shao... Can I speak to you alone on behalf of the wuzhe alliance?"

Yang Qiu glanced at Song Zhide. He didn't know that song Zhide should be Lin's confidant. Otherwise, he wouldn't let him take him to Kunlun Mountain, and the wuzhe alliance was obviously hostile to him. Song Zhide stood with the other party at this time. What else could he say?

More than ten days ago, Yang Qiugen couldn't see anything, but after he got the unknown skill formula of Jiuzhou dingqi spirit, he seemed to be able to easily see through all the realms.

Not even hidden.

Among all the people, there are three most powerful people. One of them is Li Shaojun. He uses a peerless edge that Yang Qiu dare not face up to.

The second is the black robed old man of the Dark Alliance. He has an unfathomable breath, which is Yang Qiugen's unfamiliar law of power.

The most powerful one is the Qinghe old man of the wuzhe alliance. There is only one breath on him, that is, the arrogance.

That kind of overbearing, hidden in his bones.

Yang Qiu even felt that Li Shaojun and the old man in black would not be the opponent of the old man.