Chapter 1000

Fengdu, also known as ghost city.

Since ancient times, this place has been regarded as the destination of people after death, and the facilities in Fengdu are in accordance with the world's fantasy of the underworld.

Such as Guimenguan, huangquan Road, the city of death in vain, Yanluo hall, wangxiangtai, Wangchuan River, sanshengshi, eighteen layers of hell, Naihe bridge, six samsara and so on.

This is a kind of cultural heritage rooted in the bones of Chinese for thousands of years, although it is denied by the present scientific concept.

But it still satisfies the curiosity of the world.

Therefore, Fengdu, which is located in Bayu, has become a tourist attraction. Every year, countless tourists come to visit Fengdu. They are the most reluctant to accept the close contact with their hearts, and they can't control the feudal psychology.

On huangquan road.

When ye Chen and others came to this place, they found that the two people who fled in front of them suddenly disappeared.

Luo Tianya frowned and said, "it's strange that these two people will catch up with each other. How can they suddenly disappear?"

"If I'm not wrong, this is the Yellow Spring Road, the place to call the ghost." Ye Chen slowly opens her mouth.

They couldn't help looking around, but what they saw was a quiet path, which looked like a human tongue from afar.

On both sides of the path, there are no bright flowers, not to mention green trees.

Instead, there are tombstones. They can't see the end at a glance. There are no weeds around them. There are only white flowers and candles still burning.

With the cold wind blowing, the candlelight kept on disappearing, petals quietly floating in the air, like a piece of white paper money for the dead under the tombstone.

"Wuwuwu......"

The cold wind is like crying, like crying, like telling the people who have arrived here everything.

Deep, sad, sad

Gradually someone came up behind, but without exception, they were shocked by the countless tombstones in front of them.

There are so many tombstones in Fengdu!

"How can it be like this, how can it be like this!! ! "

someone suddenly murmured:" I came to Fengdu. At that time, there were only artificial carved flowers on the other side of huangquan road. Why do so many tombstones suddenly appear? "

Everyone was shocked.

I didn't think he was crazy.

Because this Fengdu is just a tourist attraction, everything is modeled on the legendary Fengdu.

A strong man took a cold breath: "I feel that we are close to a secret that is not known..."

At this time, the old swordsman stepped on the sword light and fell into a tombstone, the whole person immediately stopped.

"The sage of Kunwu, who fell in 370 B.C., once killed nine days and killed three immortals before his death..."

I saw his body shaking for a while, and a very hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth.

With his voice!

The scene was silent.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of countless people.

Saint!

It's a tomb of saints!

The old swordsman's eyes fell on the tombstone in front of him, where there was a dagger inserted on the grave bag.

It's just that the dagger has been rotten for a long time. Obviously, in the long years, the spirit of the weapon has also fallen.

"Whoosh..."

Another strong man fell to a tombstone and said, "the sage of the dark sky fell in 370 B.C. and killed five immortals and eight people before he died!"

"Chiyang sage, who fell in 370 B.C., stopped a foreign great religion in Kunlun mountain with his own strength, and finally died in battle!"

"Tianyuan sage, who fell in 371 B.C., was killed by the seven immortals who sacrificed their lives..."

"The great wizard of Blaine, who fell in 375 B.C., spared no effort to lose Shou yuan, used his holy light to stick to a city and fight until the last one......"

"Gong Fujita, the sword sage, fell in 390 B.C. and, at the cost of reincarnation, wielded his last sword to heaven..."

"The wolf king amor..."

“……”

As the handwriting on one tombstone was read one by one, the faces of the people became more and more ugly. At the end of the day, there were waves in their hearts.

Dead silence, as dead silence!

No one speaks, all people are in the crazy digestion of the information on the tombstone, just feel the thunder rolling in the mind.

A hundred tombstones!

There are a hundred tombstones here!

And the owner of the tombstone was a sage before his death!

That is to say, there are a hundred saints buried here!

Even if the spirit is revived, there are almost no saints around the world. Quasi saints are the highest realm at present!

But there are a hundred saints buried here!

How can this not be shocking!!!

"Hahahaha!"

A crazy laugh broke the silence. Only one person was wearing his hair and laughing wildly: "fake, it must be fake, I don't believe it, hahaha..."

He kicked down a tombstone with a laugh.

"Bastard!"

"Unbridled!"

Such a rude scene angered most of the people. The old man with the sword cut through: "this is the sleeping place of our saints. How dare you desecrate it!"

After being cut off by a sword, the man flew out with a heavy blow, which woke him up, and then burst out crying.

"Hundred saints fall, hundred saints fall!"

Some people also followed with tears: "what did my people go through and why did a hundred saints fall here!"

Desperation, desperation!

Saints are legendary beings. They are considered to be the most powerful people. However, they still fall, and once they fall, there are hundreds of them.

How can this make them quasi saints accept it? How not to feel despair for it!!!

Ye Chen stepped out step by step, scanning each tombstone in turn, and his face became dignified.

"Tomb of all saints, Tomb of all saints!!!"

Luo Tianya is in a state of emotional collapse. This extremely confident and proud son of heaven is also sad from the heart: "of the 100 tombstones here, there are more than 50 of them belong to China!!!"

"I understand. I finally understand!"

There are ripples in Ye Chen's heart: "no wonder the saints of Kunlun ruins have disappeared, no wonder the saints of Kunlun ruins have broken their way..."

"So It turns out that most of them died and were buried here! "

He clenched his fists and looked sadly at the lines on the tombstone: "these people's time difference between life and death is between 370 BC and 470 BC, a hundred years, which must have been a catastrophe!"

At this time, the ancestor of huangquan came over and focused on a tombstone, on which he wrote.

"Chiyang sage, who fell in 370 B.C., stopped a foreign great religion in Kunlun mountain with his own strength, and finally died in battle!"

He can't help but take a deep breath of the airway: "ye Daoyou, my ancestors suspected that the catastrophe you said should be related to the strong outside the country!"

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