Chapter 372

After the stone gate, there was another passage, which was more gloomy. Zichen saw more corpses, some human and some alien.

This is the burial place of human saints. Naturally, there are many strong guardians. There are also many shining dead bones in Zichen.

They were all strong men before their lives. Even though they had died for so many years, the dead bones still gave out divine radiance and glitter.

"Man, death!"

Strong people of different races have persistent obsession. Once Zichen gets close to him, he will be sensed, trigger obsession, and a little divine radiance overflows. He turns into a tall magic shadow and rushes towards Zichen.

This is the last obsession of the strong. Although it is about to dissipate, it is still strong. In a trance, it seems that the strong man revives and makes a strong attack.

"Chi!"

On top of his head, a piece of shining light, shining, spewing out a flame, sweeping the shadow, whining, screaming, into nothingness.

"It has been countless years, and the alien race has not appeared in tianwu. It proves that you have succeeded. Rest in peace!"

For the evil shadow of the alien race, Zichen can only grind out and break up each other. But for the strong man, Zichen has only admiration in her heart. They are the guardians of human beings and have been fighting for human beings for three thousand years.

Golden fingers point out, lead to the spirit of the bone, let it dissipate naturally, buried in their protection.

Zichen went through several channels in succession. On the stone wall, the marks of swords were very obvious. Obviously, the first World War was very tragic. Moreover, no matter whether it was a foreign race or a human being, every dead bone was stronger than Zichen.

"Are they really ancient giants? There are so many." With the deepening, Zichen saw a lot of alien dead bones, but almost all weathered, and now the number of ancient giants, is really poor.

During this period, Zichen also saw many ancient characters, and had a vague understanding of the turmoil before endless years.

Alien invasion, the strong resistance of human beings, three thousand years of war, the loss of life, countless deaths and injuries. During this period, the human saints died in battle and were buried here along with other powerful ones. However, the alien race was unwilling to invade on a large scale.

"The holy cannot be profaned, nor can the strong."

"Even if we fight to death, we will not let the alien get inheritance, and kill all the alien invaders."

With the deepening of the war, Zichen saw more and more powerful human beings, only one or two words, but all of them were portrayed before he died. Through a few words, he guessed that the reason why the Foreign Tribes attacked here, in addition to the saints, was for the inheritance of the strong human beings.

Obviously, in addition to the saints, there are other strong burying bones, leaving inheritance and leaving to later generations. The purpose of the alien race is to seize.

During this period, Zichen successively saw the words of fighting for death and killing the alien race and preventing the construction of transmission array. Suddenly, he blocked his mind and had a crazy guess.

Is it possible for the alien race to establish a transmission array here and completely take away all the inheritance of the place of burial.

"This alien is really greedy."

But gradually, Zichen found that it was not right. According to the ancient Chinese characters, this was a one-way transmission array, which was a large number of alien groups, and they were to be transmitted here.

"What are the foreigners doing here? Do you have to destroy this place?" Purple Chen doubts, mo old is also unknown so.

"Maybe there's more in the depths." Mo Lao opened his mouth, and they continued to move forward.

After breaking through eight channels, Zichen saw something valuable again. He found a big secret of startling the sky, which made him change color.

"The saints will be resurrected. You can't let other nations destroy this place. You should fight to protect it!"

At the side of a powerful monk, Zichen saw such handwriting, and was immediately shocked. The hair was on the upside down. The gloomy environment seemed more gloomy.

Will the Holy One rise?

Is it possible that the alien attack here, even at the cost of building a transmission array, is to worry about the resurrection of the saints?

But how can people be resurrected after death?

With the further development, Zichen discovered more conjectures about the resurrection of saints. However, it was not an immediate resurrection, but a deep sleep here, nourished by the endless dragon veins of the earth, could only be revived one day.

Zichen hair inverted, a burst of horror, vaguely, it seems that there is a pair of eyes staring at himself in the dark.

"Is the Holy One resurrected in this life?"

Evil wind bursts, like a fierce ghost crying, but at this time they found a startling mystery. Zichen was thrilled, her eyelids trembled, and her hair stood on her head. Even Mo Lao felt a burst of horror.

The place of burial still exists. Obviously, when the alien race failed and the endless years have passed, then the Holy One may be revived in this life.

But is it still a human saint, or is it another kind of creature that just picks up the corpse and reborn, but has another soul?

Zichen did not dare to think about it. Her hair was creepy. She had the impulse to turn her head and go.

"People's thoughts of death and spirit have been dispersed, how can they be resurrected? Is it crazy for them to bury the saints here and let them resurrect?"

Even Mo Lao also looked around, and his heart was flustered. "Before endless years, there were so many dead bodies here, which filled the whole place of burial. Even if the saint was resurrected and absorbed so much resentment, was it still a saint?"Both of them were terrified and thought of the place of death, where only dozens of Yukong and hundreds of zhenyuanjing were dead, and then a grudge spirit was born. And here, many of the strong are dead, and their strength is stronger than that of Yukong. Will other things be born.

"Mo Lao, do you feel that you have a pair of eyes staring at us all the time." Zichen voice all begins to quiver, look toward the rear, but see nothing.

"It's like... It feels like that." Mo laoben is the soul body. He has a keen sense of being peeped at when he knows that the saint may be resurrected.

"Can it be a saint?"

Zichen asked. Mo shook his head, saying that he was not sure. Rao had lived a long time and had not heard of the matter of resurrection. At the moment, he was going to rush into the Taiji diagram because he felt a dangerous breath.

"Mo Lao, you can't go in. If you and I are together, you can take care of us." Zichen's voice trembled, obviously frightened.

If it is really the resurrection of the Terran saints, Zichen is not afraid. After all, they are saints, and even if they break in, they will not kill them.

But if the resurrected one is not the saint, but another living creature that absorbs endless resentment, such as the resentful spirit, then... It will be over.

Zichen thought more and more afraid, to the back is afraid to think, but in the mind, but can not help thinking, and thinking at this moment, seems to become more acute.

"In the place of burial of saints, keepsakes have appeared frequently in the place of burial for thousands of years, and many forces have entered into the search for treasure, but the number of deaths is still large. Is this... Is it the plot of the saints?" Zichen thought of a problem again.

"There are many people who have great wisdom. If they want to revive the saints, there is a possibility of success. Naturally, they have guessed this. Is it possible that they have already taken precautions against it. If the resurrected one is not a saint, but something else, will there be some kind of prohibition that prevents them from leaving?"

Zichen's expression is very ugly, low voice way: "so he deliberately release a keepsake, let human to explore, and then secretly kill, collect blood, to break the ban with blood?"

"No way." Zichen's guess, let mo old heart have no bottom, way: "that several big forces, enter inside several times, although there are friars dead, do not also get some benefits."

"And your granddad, who didn't come in at the beginning, but also got the thunder and lightning nine to die, with thunder finger, not also alive to go out."

"But Mengyao's parents died here." Zichen road.

"Wasn't that killed by the people of Wuzong?" Mo Lao said: "don't guess. There are many people with great wisdom in human beings. It's impossible that they didn't think of this. At the beginning, wujizong was guarding here. I didn't know before. Now I think it's waiting for the resurrection of the saints."

"What if it was surveillance?" Purple Chen asks a way, let a person heart hair hair again.

"Didn't you say that wujizong attacked the burial place once? Since it was the guardian, why did you attack it? Could it be that the holy one was resurrected, but there was a change. Wuji Zong realized that he wanted to attack the holy place."

"This one!" Mo Lao hesitated. He didn't participate in that year's affairs and didn't know it.

"Even if there is, it is destroyed by the old master." Mo Lao finally said.

"Then there are other strong human beings. The saints want to be resurrected. If not, they will not be resurrected?" Purple Chen in the heart hair, this kind of feeling that be peeped at, more and more thick.

As a result, he felt the nail plate again, and felt a kind of creepy feeling.

"You worry too much. For thousands of years, great forces have come in for several times. They are all in danger, and the losses are not so heavy."

I don't know if I want to persuade Zichen, or to persuade myself. Mo Laodao said: "there is also a light door when you come in, but there are restrictions. If this is really a conspiracy and needs to break the ban with blood, it can completely put all people in."

"Besides, this thing has saved your life and mine."

Zichen nodded, feeling reasonable, "also right, a few big forces are human spirits, many demons before leaving, but also to come here to find treasure, naturally very confident, also had benefits before."

"Moreover, the strong human beings have great wisdom. We can see the problem at a glance. They will not be surprised. We think too much."

"Not bad!" Mo Lao also said: "this may have been a burial ground, just to let the saints rest in peace. Those strong human beings who have been fighting with the saints for three thousand years are unwilling to bear the fact that the saints have died. Maybe it's just the expectation in their hearts."

After fighting with the saints for three thousand years, the saints died. Naturally, many strong people could not accept this possibility. This possibility can stand the ground. Zichen nods to agree, the mood suddenly is bright, for a moment, also feel the surrounding environment, is not so gloomy.

"It's us who worry too much and scare ourselves here." Zichen smiles.

"Click!"

All of a sudden, a bone fracture sound sounded, like someone stepped on the general, just relaxed two people, the face suddenly changed.

"Who!" Two people like a frightened rabbit, quickly turned around, and then saw a figure, flash away.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!