Chapter 1377: Sea King

"Who?" Liu Lang and Li exploded their scalp. From entering the ground, all they saw were dead bodies, and it was quite normal for a living person to be surprised.
"Boom..."
The two of them scanned the surroundings with some horror, trying to find the source of the sound, but they found nothing, but at this moment, the ground under their feet suddenly vibrated violently.
"Look!"
Trying to stabilize his figure, Li suddenly pointed to a clearing not far away and shouted in shock.
Liu Lang followed Li’s fingers and looked at the clearing. Actually, Liu Lang had already noticed that this underground area was almost covered with corpses. There are only a handful of places where you can walk, except for one that extends to the central area. This trail is the small open space in the center.
The open space is a regular square, each side is more than ten feet long. It was originally very flat, but now, it seems to be pushed by something under the ground, slowly rising, and in many places, slowly Cracked.
"boom……"
When the clearing land rose to a height of about one person, the loosened soil exploded and flew in all directions.
Liu Lang and Li stepped back involuntarily, and then blocked their arms in front of them to prevent the flying dirt from getting into their eyes. With a sound of "cracking", the scattered dirt fell completely.
Liu Lang and Li shake off the mud that fell on their bodies, then looked up and found that an altar protruding from the ground more than three feet high appeared in the original empty space. The altar seemed to be carved out of a huge stone. Everywhere is covered with strange patterns.
"Holy patterns, the carvings on the altar are all holy patterns!" Even a well-informed old monster like Yi Xingchen changed his tone when seeing those strange patterns.
The sacred pattern represents the highest law of the world. Even a celestial skill refiner can't comprehend a few. However, every inch of the giant altar in front of me is depicting the sacred pattern. What is this concept?
"They are all Saint Rune..."
Liu Lang had no doubt about Yi Xingchen’s judgment. Before, he had witnessed hundreds of Celestial Immortal artifacts and the bodies of thousands of Celestial Experts, which made his endurance close to infinity. However, this condensed sage before him The patterned altar still exceeded his imagination.
"Holy artifacts! Only holy artifacts can there be so many holy patterns!" This was the only thought in Liu Lang's mind at the moment.
Just as Liu Lang stared at the altar in a daze, a figure suddenly condensed on the altar.
The figure was much taller than the average person, almost over five feet tall, dressed in a white shirt, with his hands on his back, his face without a trace of expression, and he glanced at Liu Lang symbolically, and finally the white shirt man's eyes fixed on Li's body.
"What's your name?" The man in white shirt looked at Li and asked.
"It was you who spoke just now?" Li swallowed and spit, and asked with some trepidation, because the coercion on the man in the white shirt was too strong, and as a Xiaoxian, he was a little out of breath.
"Answer my question!" the white shirt man said lightly.
"My name is Li." Li did not dare to talk nonsense, and replied tremblingly.
Liu Lang, who was not paying attention to the side, had his eyes solemn. Of course, he also felt the pressure. This kind of pressure hasn't been felt on the few Tianzuns he has seen.
Of course, the main reason is also because those gods are not embarrassed by their self-reliance.
Otherwise, as long as the Heavenly Venerable Realm shows a little breath, it is enough to make the cultivators below the fairyland crawl on the ground.
"Is this a strong Tianzun?" Liu Lang couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind. With this idea, he naturally needs to verify it, and the method of verification is very simple, that is, the real eye.
Liu Lang let go of the real eye and swept across the white-shirted man. After finishing the scan, he was startled.
Because True Eye didn't feed back any information, let alone Xiuwei, even without a name, this kind of situation has never happened in the past.
Even if it is a strong man such as Taishang Laojun and Wealthy Tianzun, the real eye cannot be missed.
When Liu Lang opened the eyes of truth, the man in white shirt, seemingly alert, turned to Liu Lang, looked at Liu Lang up and down, and said, "Interesting..."
Liu Lang's face was hard to look at.
"The Holy Master, is it the Holy Master Strong?" Liu Lang swallowed fiercely and spit out, whether it was the Taishang Laojun, the Wealthy Tianzun, or the earliest Yuhong Tianzun, when he used the Eye of Truth, Not aware of it.
But this man in white shirt felt something.
Doesn't this mean that this man in white shirt is stronger than Taishang Laojun, Wealthy Tianzun and others? Stronger than Tianzun, then only the Holy Lord? But the Holy Lord should fly to the outside world, why does it appear here?
Liu Lang's brain turned 800 times a second.
I thought that the man in white shirt would continue to talk to him. Unexpectedly, the man in white shirt quickly turned his head and looked at Li again. Fairyland?"
"We Limulus?"
Li immediately caught the key words in it. After a moment of delay, he asked in surprise, "Senior, are you also from the horseshoe crab?"
The horseshoe crabs have been bullied all over the world over the years, even among all the ninth-level aquariums, they are the bottom-most existence, and they belong to the kind that anyone can step on.
The reason is that there are too few strong people. In the later period of Xiaoxian, Li is already one of the three masters of the Limulus tribe. In addition, there are only a few hundred people in the tribe. How can such strength compete with other races?
As for the man on the altar, although Li couldn't see his specific cultivation level, he knew from the faint aura that he was a real strong man.
If this strong man is also a member of the Limulus tribe, then the Limulus tribe would really turn to be a serf and sing.
"Yes, I am indeed from the horseshoe crab tribe, but from the horseshoe crab tribe a million years ago." The white-shirted man sighed and said, the memory seemed to be pulled back to a million years ago.
"There was a horseshoe crab a million years ago?" Li asked tremblingly.
"It is more than a million years. The horseshoe crab has been born for hundreds of millions of years, and it has even ruled the world for a long time. At that time, the entire world was covered by the ocean, and they were cultivated as the strongest and were called the Sea Emperor. In my memory, there have been 30 sea emperors in history, of which 26 are from the horseshoe crab tribe, and I am the last sea emperor of the horseshoe crab tribe!" The white-shirted man sighed and said .
"Sea Emperor?"
Hearing this name, Liu Lang and Li couldn't help but look at each other. It was obvious that this was a piece of history that had been sealed in dust, so that they had never even heard of it.
(End of this chapter)