Chapter 364: Traveling Through the Ancient Times

Su Wuming has always been a man of few words, and Han Zheng has actually gotten used to it.

So Han Zheng had been looking at the mural and talking to Yan Xuankong, so he had somewhat ignored Su Wuming.

But who knew that Su Wuming would disappear in such a short time, which was a bit strange.

Han Zheng was about to take a step forward to look for Su Wuming, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Han Zheng looked down, then looked around, his face slightly changed.

The cave that connected to the underground river when he came here had disappeared.

The footprints left by Cui Zeyuan and others on the ground disappeared, and the footprints left by himself and Su Wuming after entering also disappeared.

Now it seems that it is not Su Wuming who disappeared, but Han Zheng himself who disappeared!

"What's going on? Old Yan, have you noticed something's wrong?"

Yan Xuankong said unhappily: "What do I look like now? If my physical body was still there at the peak, I might be able to notice it. Now only the Yang Shen is left, how could I notice something's wrong? This is about the ancient miracle, anything is possible.

We practice martial arts, and our strength comes from ourselves and from the world.

And the power of this messenger comes from the ancient gods and demons, so we must not use current common sense to speculate.

I have never been to such a place, and I can't give you any useful advice. You take care of yourself."

Yan Xuankong saw that there was nothing he could do, so Han Zheng had to explore forward carefully.

But the further he walked, the more Han Zheng felt something was wrong.

Why is the sky gradually getting brighter?

Looking around again, I don't know when it started, the surroundings are no longer the dark tomb, but a new world!

The vast land was all around. Under the blazing sun, the altar was towering. A man in a long robe and covered with various golden decorations stood on the top of the altar.

Han Zheng looked at the man and felt familiar. After a while, he suddenly realized that this was the messenger of God on the mural.

But the appearance of the messenger of God was not clear.

It was not because the distance was too far, but because there was a layer of fog covering his face.

Looking around, there were thousands of people standing under the altar.

These people were dressed in different clothes. Some wore long robes, some wore animal skins, and some wore armor.

But no matter which one, its style was very different from the current Da Zhou costumes, and it was full of an ancient and wild feeling.

Han Zheng wanted to move his body, but found that he could not move and could only look back and forth.

At this time, the messenger of God on the altar started to say something, but Han Zheng could only stare blankly at the audience.

No, he didn't understand, not a word.

The ancient times are two eras away from the present, even hundreds of thousands of years ago, so it is normal that he cannot understand the other party's language.

After talking for a while, the envoy waved his hand, and immediately hundreds of red spirits and strong soldiers came out carrying a huge bronze coffin.

The bronze coffin was hundreds of feet long, and it was engraved with various dense rune lines.

The envoy walked down the altar and took out huge pieces of animal skin and pasted them on the bronze coffin.

At the same time, someone brought up a pottery basin, but there was thick blood in it, and the color was different.

Han Zheng could feel that the power contained in the blood in the pottery basin was extremely powerful. Even the blood of the demon king might not have such a powerful power.

The envoy dipped his hand in blood and engraved one strange rune after another on the animal skin, like a formation pattern.

But the next moment, the bronze coffin shook violently, and a large amount of thick black blood overflowed from the gap!

The soldiers carrying the coffin were stained by the black blood, and their skin and flesh would rot in an instant, turning into pus, blood and bones!

Han Zheng could feel that the people around him were showing fear.

The envoy of God also accelerated the speed of drawing runes. After all the animal skins were painted with runes, the coffin finally quieted down.

Han Zheng frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, the coffin should be buried with gods, and the power of the envoy of God comes from gods.

But after the series of operations of the envoy of God just now, why did Han Zheng feel that the other party was more like sealing the coffin?

Han Zheng wanted to ask Yan Xuankong what he thought, but he called out several times but Old Yan didn't respond.

Han Zheng's heart sank suddenly.

Not only did he lose contact with Su Wuming, but now his contact with Yan Xuankong was also cut off.

After the coffin of the buried god was completely sealed, the envoy said a lot to everyone, and then carried the coffin and led everyone to move forward in one direction.

Han Zheng certainly didn't want to follow everyone. As long as he fell behind, there was a force that forced him to keep up with everyone.

And Han Zheng couldn't escape. As long as he deviated from the team a little, he would be brought back by a force.

There was no way, Han Zheng had to follow the funeral procession.

During this period, Han Zheng also wanted to go over and explore the envoy and the coffin, but he couldn't get into the three feet in front of the other party.

Han Zheng could get close to other people, but he seemed transparent to them. No one could see him, and he couldn't touch anyone.

But there were many twists and turns on the way to the funeral.

Along the way, they met people from other countries or tribes, and some of them could be let go after the envoy explained the situation to them.

But some of them must be fought to pass smoothly.

There are also large groups of demons that attack at any time, and even some extremely powerful ancient beasts will be encountered. These existences are more terrifying than demons.

And Han Zheng was just watching the show, but he sadly found that although he could not touch other people, these dangers could touch him!

The first time he encountered a crisis was when the funeral procession had a quarrel with a small tribe, and the two sides fought.

Han Zheng was still watching the excitement there, wanting to see what the difference was between the human race in the ancient times and the human warriors now.

A closer look shows that the difference is quite big.

The human race in the ancient times did not practice martial arts, and their practice path was simple and violent, and even a little rough.

Ordinary people almost tempered their bodies and practiced their bodies to be as terrifying as the ancient beasts.

Not to mention the soldiers carrying the coffin, even the ordinary people around Han Zheng, their physical strength is about the same as himself when he was in the Xuangang realm and practiced the True Martial Nine Yang Holy Body.

Moreover, some of the elites also possessed special powers, such as the basic powers of heaven and earth such as water and fire.

Although it did not have as many changes as martial arts, it was equally amazing with the powerful physical might.

The power of the divine messenger was even more powerful. Just as Yan Xuankong said, these divine messengers in the ancient times were almost equivalent to the powerful people in the Dharma Realm now, calling the wind and rain, and being omnipotent.

Han Zheng was watching the excitement, but he did not expect a bronze arrow to come straight at Han Zheng.

The arrow was extremely fast, and Han Zheng did not draw his sword to cut it until the arrow was close to him, but was repelled several steps by the powerful force.

Only then did Han Zheng realize that he could be attacked here, and Han Zheng had no way to avoid the funeral procession.

In desperation, Han Zheng could only fight hard with the funeral procession.

After experiencing one fight after another, he walked through grasslands, deserts, and vast seas, and did not know how many places and how many years.

Han Zheng's spirit was even a little numb.

This is different from practicing in the Taotie Furnace.

The time of practicing in the Taotie Furnace is stagnant. It seems long, but it is only a moment for the mind to be immersed in it.

And now Han Zheng seems to have really participated in the funeral procession of the God's messenger, and walked hand in hand with everyone to the unknown end.

At the beginning, there were about 7,000 to 8,000 people in the funeral procession.

But the more they walked, the fewer people there were, and many tribesmen died on the road.

In the end, there were only less than a hundred people left.