Chapter 371

The dark passage is very gloomy, with gusts of evil wind, such as the crying of fierce ghosts, which makes people feel cold.

Be gobbled up by the evil shadow, purple Chen arrived here, the world is a gray, like the end of the day in general, even the line of sight are fuzzy.

"Is this the place of burial?"

With the gradual adaptation, Zichen's line of sight can finally see around, this is a channel, leading directly to the depth, and in front, you can see a corpse.

"Click!"

As soon as his feet moved, he heard a sound. A dead bone was crushed and turned into powder.

How many years have these people died

Zichen was very surprised and walked forward step by step. He saw a lot of dead bones, almost weathered. Obviously, there had been many years in this place, and no one stepped on it.

"Shua!"

Red light flashing, a piece of flying back, suspended in the top of Zichen, like a flame in general, burning, lit up all around.

This is a passage as well as a battlefield. There are sword scratches on the four walls. Although it has gone through endless years, it is still clear, as if telling the world about the tragic battle at that time.

"Bang!"

Zichen points out a finger, golden sword spirit, fell on the stone wall, but burst out a little spark, the stone wall is intact.

"What a hard stone."

Zichen is very surprised, he hit, even a little scratch is not, look around, is a dense battle mark, can imagine, at the beginning of the fierce battle, the strength of how strong, at least than their own strength.

The channel is very deep, the corpse is everywhere, although Zichen is very careful, still trod to break a few, turn into powder.

"Is this the weapon... Used to be?" Zichen saw a broken magic sword. It was rusty and dull. It fell on the ground, and it had lost its power.

"Click!"

As soon as he picked it up, the sword cracked, and then it turned into powder and disappeared in the world.

"How many years have passed, and even the sword of the past has lost its aura and become rotten."

Zichen sighed and moved forward step by step. During this period, he saw several weapons, but no doubt, they all lost their spirituality and became decadent. In the moment they were picked up, they disappeared.

"Even the weapons refined by diamond have become flying ash." Zichen was very surprised. The diamond was very hard. It was the material for refining Dan soldiers. A small piece of diamond could make the patriarch bow down. This kind of thing will last forever.

But Zichen's hand, clearly has a diamond refining weapon, turns into fly ash, dissipates between the heaven and the earth.

"The place of burial of saints is very mysterious, only second to thunder temple. The secret of thunder temple has not been discovered. The place of burial has existed for endless years, and its formation is unknown. However, it is rumored that it was caused by a turmoil in tianwu continent." Mo Lao appeared.

Although he was a figure of endless years ago, he didn't know much about it. He didn't follow the wujizong in the war. What he knew was only some secrets.

"It is said that there were alien invaders in that turmoil, which nearly destroyed the human race. In that war, all the saints fell down, so there was a place to bury saints."

"It is said that wujizong built a clan here to protect the holy burial place. But why the emperor attacked in the end has always been a mystery. No one knows, but it was a long time ago, at least 100000 years ago."

Zichen Zazhi, it has been 100000 years since wujizong attacked the land of burial saints. Isn't the formation of the land of burial saints more distant.

The spirit and soldiers were all decayed and turned into ashes. Obviously, this battlefield was not a hundred thousand years ago, but a long time ago, there were forces to attack.

One person and one soul, continue to move forward, see a lot of dead bones, see a lot of spirit soldiers, but no doubt, have become flying ash in the years.

On top of the head, a piece of red shining, like a torch, lights up the front, and in the middle, a golden line points straight ahead.

This is the route on the nail, straight ahead.

Out of the channel, Zichen came to a hall, very spacious, like a square, where the dead bones, everywhere, white forest.

It's obviously a bigger battlefield.

"This is..."

looking at the tall skeleton in front of her, Zichen is very surprised. Is this the alien that Mo Lao said.

This is a skeleton far superior to that of human beings. It can be four or five meters high. It's a piece of white forest. But it's not much different from the human skeleton. It's just that it looks more tall, like ancient giants.

"This should be the alien race of the time." Mo said.

"Is the alien race a lost ancient giant?" Zichen was surprised that only ancient giants could have such a tall body.

Although the ancient giant has a personal character, but it is not a human race, known as the alien race.

The whole hall is covered with white bones. You can see that the corpses are everywhere. The ground is black. I don't know whether it is the original color or rendered by endless blood.

Among the white bones, most of them are human, and there is not much left of this tall skeleton like an ancient giant."Gee... It can shine."

During this period, Zichen found a luminous skeleton, in which the light flickered occasionally and scattered a little Shenhui.

"The endless years have passed and the bones are still shining. How strong is this alien race?" Zichen shocked incomparably, from the spot God Hui, he can also feel a terrible breath.

After endless years, the flesh and blood have melted, and the bones are still so fantastic, emitting light, which makes Zichen extremely shocked.

The fatal injury of the alien race, in the center of the eyebrow, was pricked out of a blood hole. Zichen went up and looked at it carefully.

However, at this time, the spirit in the skeleton fluctuates, and a powerful idea sweeps out.

"Man, death!"

The idea sends out a burst drink, like a rolling thunder in the sea of knowledge, Zichen's brain, a hum of vibration, almost be shaken to disperse the mind, brain a blank.

"Be careful." Mo Lao sends out a exclamation, but Zichen is motionless.

"Roar!"

Among the bones, a little Shenhui floated out and turned into a tall figure. He roared and shook the fields. I don't know how many dead bones were smashed. He could be seven or eight meters high, and his posture was magnificent. His whole body was full of terrible breath and rushed towards Zichen.

"Man, death!"

The shadow rushed to him, tall and incomparable, with the belief of killing. In a trance, Zichen seemed to see that the other side really came to life, and became a strong man with flesh and blood. The torrent breath made him have a sense of suffocation.

At the moment, he couldn't speak or move. His mind was blank. He didn't even have a defense. He just looked at the tall magic shadow coming.

"Die!" The shadow is like to live over, send out the cold idea, kill the machine infinite, the torrent breath, swept the Zichen.

"Chi!"

At this time, a piece of armor on the top of Zichen's head, however, emerged a flash of fire, like a mass of sky fire, and rushed to the magic shadow. At the next moment, the shadow howled, and its voice was shrill, turning into fly ash in the endless fire light.

Purple Chen color changes, incomparably frightened, finally sober up, think just now nearly died, his eyes also have fear.

Mo Lao is the same. At the critical moment, he can only make a exclamation, and then he can't move. The shadow is very strong.

"What a terrible alien. The body is dead and the Tao is gone. There is only a wisp of indomitable mind, and there is such a means." Mo Lao exclaimed.

"He hated human beings, and your presence at the moment activated his unyielding mind."

Zichen was so shocked that he couldn't imagine how powerful the alien race would be if he was alive.

But I think it is more powerful than the patriarchal level.

"Click!" The last wisp of thought dissipated, and the huge skeleton also disappeared with the wind and turned into fly ash.

Dust to dust, earth to earth.

Just now the breath was surging, and large skeletons all around turned into fly ash. There was a blank area around, but in the front, there was a luminous skeleton again.

"And more!"

Purple Chen color change, back two steps, eyebrow center of silver flash, ready to sacrifice purple gourd.

Just now, if it wasn't for the first time, he and Mo would have died.

It is also a skeleton, emitting divine radiance, as high as ordinary people, belonging to human bones.

"This is the skeleton left by the strong man of mankind. It should be the strong man who killed the other race." Mo said.

With the change of alien skeleton, Zichen didn't dare to go forward and could only watch from afar.

"There are words there." Zichen saw the skeleton side, there are some handwriting, are very old, belongs to the previous ancient characters.

"It's not a common ancient word!" Take a closer look, Zichen is shocked.

He had studied ancient books and knew many ancient characters, but now he saw none of them.

"It's prehistoric. It's very old." Mo Lao said that although he was a soul, he lived for endless years. When he knew these ancient characters, he would read them out the next moment.

"After three thousand years of war, although the Holy One died, it is not allowed to be desecrated by other nations. We are willing to protect this place and kill all the invading alien nations until we die!"

Read out the ancient Chinese characters, but the content is shocking.

"Is this the battlefield of the turbulent period, and these people are the strong ones who follow the saints and destroy the alien race together?" Zichen was shocked.

I thought that this was the result of other forces attacking the place of burial, but I never thought that it would be the first battlefield, the battlefield before ancient times.

What's more, the content is shocking. It has been fighting for 3000 years. In the end, the saints are all killed in the war and can't be blasphemed. Do the alien nations still want to attack the body of the saints?

These dead Terrans are not attacking the holy burial place, but guarding here and guarding the dead saints.

Although it is a word phrase, but Zichen can imagine, the determination of a group of strong human beings.

After three thousand years of war, the body and mind were exhausted, the saint was dead, and his backbone was gone, but he was willing to guard here and fight to the end.

However, he was defeated in the end. There was an open stone gate in front of him. The gust of wind blew out from it, and it was obvious that some alien race broke in."This is the burial place of the saints of the Terrans. All the alien races are invaders." Purple Chen low sigh, a generation of strong people finally fall, with the alien race die, but still did not hold here.

"Zichen, look at this skull. It's shining and shining. It can be refined into a special killing weapon. It can be used as another card." Mo Lao points to the skull.

Zichen shakes his head, way: "such strong person, should respect, should not blaspheme."

Zichen finger a bit, a little bit of the skull Shenhui was guided out, after, dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Let him go."

With the big sleeve a roll, lost the brilliance of the withered bones, and finally disappeared.

Dust to dust, earth to earth.

Next to him, Mo nodded in secret.

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