Chapter 400

In the open palace, endless white bone frames spread all over the palace like snow.

Su Bai looked at his position with low eyes. It was a skeleton of snow, and his body was broken in many places.

The skeleton couldn't bear the weight of Su Bai and broke into bone powder.

Su Bai looked at the vast sea of bones. He had an inexplicable shock in his heart. How many people had died here? The whole copper palace was comparable to the city, and the whole palace was covered with these bones. Su Bai even felt a deep evil spirit in the sea of bones, which made him tremble from his soul.

The whole bone sea was silent.

Su Bai's eyes quickly swept across the bone sea. When his eyes fell in the middle of the bone sea, his eyes were stunned. Several huge sarcophagus stood over the snow-white bone sea, full of the vicissitudes of years. The dark spirit of heaven and earth slowly gathered and shrouded these Sarcophagus, with unspeakable terror and silence.

Su Bai felt more and more trembling in his soul, as if there was an invisible force on these sarcophagus that was affecting his mind. Especially when he looked directly at these Sarcophagus, an extremely cold and gloomy breath of death spread in his mind, and Su Bai's breath gradually became faster and faster: "Sarcophagus? Where is this palace? Why are there so many corpses in it, and more than 100 sarcophagus stand in the air."

Su Bai stood still, his eyes slowly swept over the sarcophagus, far away. He could only barely see the outline of the sarcophagus, "altar?"

In the center of the more than 100 stone coffins, there is an altar towering in the depths of the bone sea, and the whole altar is full of sad red.

A mysterious wave permeated through the altar. Su Bai was very familiar with this wave. He was sure it was a transmission altar, but he didn't know where the transmission altar was going.

"Now I have no way back, and this altar may be the only way to the outside world." Su Bai's eyes stopped on the sarcophagus. These sarcophagus were extremely evil, especially against the vast sea of bones. There might be unknown danger, but Su Bai still made a decision and continued to go deep.

The creaking sound echoed around Su Bai's ears. Su Bai didn't know how long these bones existed. With a touch, these bones broke and fell on Su Bai as a pile of snow-white bone powder.

Until finally, Su Bai found that a thick layer of powder was deposited on the bottom of the bone.

It turned out that the bones he saw were just the tip of the iceberg. Su Bai gently pressed the Qingfeng ancient sword with his right hand, and the clicking sound around made the bone sea more gloomy and terrible.

After moving forward for several miles, Su Bai found that these skeletons were also gradually changing. If the previous skeletons were pale and terrible, or even weathered at the touch of touch, there was a faint white light all over the skeletons in front of him. At the moment when Su Bai stepped on them, he felt like stepping on metal.

"These bones don't know how many years they exist, but they can keep their bones so complete that they won't even be eroded by time. The predecessor of these bones must be a peerless strong man." Su Bai murmured softly. He could vaguely feel a nameless oppression on these bones.

Every skeleton was filled with a sense of pressure, which gathered together and became a terrible existence. Su Bai's forward speed was also affected. Su Bai's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his sharp sword was intended to ripple around him, tearing the pressure as if it were real, and walked forward without delay.

It was more than a hundred meters before Su Bai gradually came to these sarcophagus. These sarcophagus were simple and plain, as if they were carved from a huge stone, indicating that there were vague ancient patterns engraved on them, showing a sense of the vicissitudes of years. Su Bai noticed that the dark evil spirit over the bone sea was merging these patterns at a slow and incomparable speed until they disappeared.

"Who is buried in these sarcophagus? Is it the strong man of my sword sect in the past?"

Su Bai murmured softly. Kunpeng's wind wings spread quickly behind him. Su Bai's figure soared into the air and looked down on these sarcophagus. The official covers of these sarcophagus were sealed. If Su Bai wanted to know that these sarcophagus were buried, he had to push them open.

The most important purpose of these sarcophagus is the sarcophagus in the center, but the two sides of the sarcophagus are tied with black iron ropes with thick wrists. Each iron rope is more than 100 feet long and extends in all directions until it is inserted into the sea of bones, as if these iron ropes were integrated with the Palace. At the same time, the terrible evil spirit is pouring into the sarcophagus along the iron rope.

"Push it away!"

There seemed to be a voice in Su Bai's heart, urging him to open the lid of the sarcophagus, but Su Bai's body stood still. He had an inexplicable feeling that as long as he touched these Sarcophagus, he would be swallowed up by these sarcophagus and turn into a white bone in the bone sea in the blink of an eye.

Su Bai stood there for a long time, then moved his feet and went straight to the altar in the depths of the bone sea. Although he was curious about what was buried in these Sarcophagus, the smell on the sarcophagus gave him a feeling of being like a fierce beast and wanted to eat people.

The altar was more magnificent than Su Bai had ever seen before. Although it was damaged, it did not affect the shock it brought to Su Bai.

Su Bai looked at the altar and looked at the area.

There was no white bone powder deposition in the surrounding area of the altar, only a shining white bone, which was permeated by the powerful and incomparable pressure, which was more powerful than the former patriarchs, such as towering mountains.

"Hair?"

Su Bai shrunk his eyes in vain and stared at the skull of the white bone. There were sparse snow-white hair on the skull of the white bone. "Most of the bones in the palace have been weathered, and there are still hair on the white bone, evil door!"

to be sonorous!

The clear and melodious sound of the sword suddenly sounded. Su Bai's Qingfeng ancient sword immediately came out of its scabbard and raised the Qingfeng ancient sword. The slender sword body extended to the white bone, and the sharp blade crossed the snow-white hair.

Su Bai immediately felt that the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand was as heavy as ten thousand kilograms. A visible crack spread on the body of the Qingfeng ancient sword, and then the Qingfeng ancient sword was broken in two.

This creepy scene made Su Bai feel thirsty. He looked at the broken Qingfeng ancient sword in half. He saw that the broken mark was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by a sharper sword. "Although Qingfeng ancient sword is not a peerless sword, it is stronger than anything, but now it has been cut off by a strand of hair?"

A trace of dignity emerged from Su Bai's eyes. Su Bai looked at the hair on the white bone in horror, "a strand of hair is as heavy as ten thousand kilograms and as sharp as a sword. How amazing is the cultivation of the owner of the white bone."

Half of the Qingfeng ancient sword slipped and hit the dusty ground. The green sound of gold and iron rippled from the dead sea of bones. Su Bai's eyes narrowed fiercely. There was a flash of scarlet light at the dust cut by half of the sword.

Su Bai squatted down. A fierce wind surged out of his sleeves, and the dust scattered all over the ground. Scarlet words floated in Su Bai's sight. They were actually written in blood and branded on them with an indescribable charm.

Looking directly at these blood words, Su Bai felt his scalp numb, because he found that these blood stains dried up, and the bright blood light lingered on them. At the same time, a sharp breath penetrated through Su Bai's eyes like two solid swords, which made Su Bai's eyes tingle.

"The way of heaven regards all things as ruminant dogs. Why is it unfair?"

"Why did God give up my sword sect because of the way of heaven?"

"The way of heaven is unfair and the gods and Buddhas are hypocritical. Why do you worship this day and believe in this God?"

"When my sword ancestor returns and the hundred saints wake up, they will sacrifice the shit heaven with the blood of gods and Buddhas."

The white bone lay on his back, his jaw slightly raised, and his deep eyes were facing the hanging sarcophagus in the distance. Su Bai hardened his head and read these brilliant blood words, "it's the so-called way of heaven again. Is the reason why this palace appeared here related to the scene of the destruction of our sword sect in the past?"

Especially when he saw the last sentence, Su Bai subconsciously turned around, looked at the stone coffins floating above, and silently counted the number of these stone coffins, "one, two, three... 100, 101."

"It's not such a coincidence that Jianzu will return and Baisheng will wake up." Su Bai murmured softly. Vaguely, he already knew who was buried in these sarcophagus. "Among the 101 Sarcophagus, the so-called Jianzu and Baisheng are buried, and Jianzu is buried in the sarcophagus locked by iron chain, and Baisheng is buried in other sarcophagus."

"Wake up? According to the literal understanding, the people buried in these sarcophagus should not have died, but fall into deep sleep." Su Bai's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He suddenly felt that the significance of the palace in front of him was absolutely beyond his imagination. He raised his head. Su Bai looked up at the huge sarcophagus: "The way of heaven? God Buddha? Does this world really exist? There are the so-called sword ancestors and hundred saints. What are these people?"

At this moment, Su Bai felt as humble as an ant, just like a frog in a well jumping out of a deep well, only to find that the world he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Fortunately, I didn't push open these sarcophagus before. Otherwise, if the so-called sword ancestors and hundred saints are really buried in these Sarcophagus, I will die."

Su Bai gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows and was about to get up, but he found that there were dense scratches around these blood stains. Although these scratches were vague, Su Bai could vaguely distinguish that these were some handwriting, which should be engraved by the owner of the white bone