The dark wind sounded, and after the stone door, there was another passage, which was even more gloomy. Zi Chen saw more bones, both human and alien.
This is the burial place of human saints. It is naturally guarded by many strong men. Zi Chen also saw many glowing withered bones.
They were all strong men when they were alive. Even after they have been dead for so many years, their withered bones still exude brilliance and sparkle.
"Human, die."
A strong foreigner has an insatiable obsession with him. Once Zi Chen approaches, he will be sensed and his obsession will be triggered. A little bit of divine light will overflow and turn into a tall demonic figure, charging towards Zi Chen.
This is the last obsession of the strong man. Although it is about to dissipate, it is still strong. In a trance, it is like the strong man is resurrected and strikes a powerful blow.
"Chi."
Above the head, the armor flashed, shining brilliantly, and spurted out a stream of flames, sweeping the demonic shadow. The demonic shadow wailed and screamed before turning into nothingness.
"Countless years have passed, and the foreign race has not appeared in Tianwu Continent. This proves that you have succeeded. Rest in peace."
For the alien demons, Zi Chen can only destroy and disperse them, but for the strong human beings, Zi Chen can only admire them in his heart. They are the guardians of mankind and have fought for mankind for three thousand years.
The golden fingers pointed out, drawing out the divine brilliance in the bones, allowing them to dissipate naturally and be buried in the place they guarded.
Zi Chen passed through several passages in a row. On the stone wall, the carvings of the sword were very obvious. It was obvious that the battle that year was very tragic, and whether it was a foreign race or a human, every withered skeleton was stronger than Zi Chen in life.
"Are they really ancient giants? There are actually so many of them." As he went deeper, Zi Chen saw many dead bones of foreign races, but almost all of them were weathered. The number of ancient giants now is really pitiful.
During this period, Zi Chen also saw a lot of ancient characters and had a vague understanding of the turmoil of endless years ago.
The aliens invaded, and the strong human beings resisted. After three thousand years of fighting, all lives were devastated, and there were countless casualties. During this period, the human saints died in battle and were buried here together with other strong men. However, the aliens were unwilling to accept it and invaded in large numbers.
"The saint must not be blasphemed, and the strong must not be blasphemed."
"Even if we risk our lives, we will not let the alien races inherit our heritage and we will kill all the invading alien races."
As he went deeper, Zi Chen saw more powerful human beings. He only had one or two sentences, but they were all written before his death. Through a few words, he guessed that the reason why the aliens attacked here, except for the saint, In addition, part of it is for the inheritance of strong human beings.
Obviously, in addition to the saints, there are other powerful people who buried their bones here, leaving inheritance for future generations. The purpose of the alien race is to rob.
During this period, Zi Chen saw the words "desperately killing aliens" and preventing the construction of teleportation arrays one after another. He suddenly blocked in his heart and came up with a crazy guess.
Could it be that the foreign race wants to build a teleportation array here to completely take away all the inheritance of the Holy Burial Land?
"This alien race is really greedy."
But gradually, Zi Chen discovered that something was wrong. It was recorded in ancient characters that this was a one-way teleportation array, and that a large number of alien races were going to be teleported here.
"Why are the aliens coming here in large numbers? Do they have to destroy this place?" Zi Chen was confused, and Mr. Mo didn't know why either.
"Maybe there are still deeper ones." Mo Lao said, and the two of them continued to move forward.
After passing through eight passages, Zi Chen saw something valuable again, and vaguely discovered a shocking secret that made him change his color in horror.
"The saint will be resurrected. We cannot let the aliens destroy this place. We must protect it to the death."
Next to a powerful monk, Zi Chen was shocked when he saw such writing. His hair stood on end. The already gloomy environment became even more gloomy.
The saint will be resurrected.
Could it be that the aliens attacked this place and even went so far as to build a teleportation array because they were worried about the resurrection of the saint.
But if a person dies and his soul is destroyed, how can he be resurrected?
As he continued to go deeper, Zi Chen discovered more speculations about the saint's resurrection, but he was not resurrected immediately, but fell asleep here, nourished by the endless dragon veins of the earth, and waited until one day to be resurrected.
Zi Chen's hair stood on end, and he felt frightened. He vaguely felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from the dark.
"Could it be that the saint has been resurrected in this life?"
The evil wind gusted like a ghost crying, but at this moment the two of them discovered a shocking secret. Zi Chen was frightened, his eyelids were trembling, and his hair stood on end. Even Mr. Mo felt a chill.
The burial place of the saint still exists. Obviously, the alien race failed and endless years have passed, so it is really possible that the saint will be resurrected in this life.
But after he died, his spiritual thoughts dissipated, and he was reborn again, is he still a human saint, or is he another kind of creature that was just reborn after receiving a corpse, but with another soul.
Zi Chen didn't dare to think about it, his hair stood on end, and he had the urge to turn around and run away.
"How can a dead person be resurrected after his spiritual thoughts are gone? It's crazy that they buried the saint here and resurrected him."
Even Mr. Mo looked around, feeling terrified in his heart, "Endless years ago, there were many dead bodies here, and the resentment was soaring, permeating the entire burial place. Even if the saint is resurrected and absorbs so much resentment, is he still a saint?"
Both of them were frightened, and thought of the Deadly Land, where only dozens of Yukong died, and hundreds of True Yuan realms were born, and resentful spirits were born. But here, many powerful people died, and their strength was even greater than that of Yu. If nothing is strong, will something else be born?
"Mo Lao, have you ever felt that there seems to be a pair of eyes that have been staring at us?" Zi Chen's voice began to tremble, and he looked behind him, but saw nothing.
"I seem to have this feeling." Mr. Mo was originally a soul and his perception was very keen. After learning that the saint might be resurrected, he also felt like he was being watched.
"Could he be a saint?"
Zi Chen asked, and Mr. Mo shook his head, expressing that he was not sure. Even though he had lived a long time, he had never heard of the resurrection of the dead. At this moment, he wanted to rush into the Tai Chi diagram because he felt a wave of The smell of danger.
"Mr. Mo, you must not go in. It's better for you and me to be together, so we can take care of you." Zi Chen's voice trembled, obviously frightened.
If the saint of the human race is really resurrected, Zi Chen is not afraid. After all, he is a saint and the leader of the human race. Even if they break in, he will not kill them.
But if the resurrected person is not a saint, but another kind of creature that has absorbed endless resentment, such as a resentful spirit, then it will be over.
The more Zi Chen thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he didn't dare to think about it later, but he could not help but think about it in his mind, and his thinking seemed to become sharper at this moment.
"In the land where the saints are buried, tokens have appeared frequently over the past thousand years, causing many forces to enter the treasure hunt. However, the number of deaths is still very large. Could this be the conspiracy of the saints?" Zi Chen thought of another question.
"There are many human beings with great wisdom. If they want to resurrect a saint, there is a possibility of success. Naturally, they have guessed this. Is it possible? They have already taken precautions. If the person resurrected is not a saint, but a saint For other things, will there be some kind of restriction that prevents them from leaving?"
Zi Chen's expression was very ugly, and he whispered: "So he deliberately released the tokens to let humans explore, and then secretly killed them and collected their blood, hoping to use the blood to break the ban."
"It's impossible." Zi Chen's guess made Mr. Mo feel uncertain, and he said: "Those major forces have entered inside several times. Although some monks died, they also got some benefits."
"And your grandpa, the Supreme Elder, didn't come in at the beginning, and got the thunder and lightning nine death, and with the thunder finger, didn't he come out alive."
"But Mengyao's parents died here." Zi Chen said.
"Weren't they killed by people from Wuzong?" Mo Lao said: "Don't make random guesses. There are many people with great wisdom in human beings. It's impossible that they didn't think of this. Moreover, Wuji Sect was protecting this place in the beginning. I didn't know before. Now that I think about it, maybe I am waiting for the resurrection of the saint."
"What if it's surveillance?" Zi Chen asked, making people feel frightened again.
"Didn't you say that the Wuji Sect once attacked the burial place of the Saint? Since it was a guardian, why did they attack it? Could it be that the saint was resurrected, but something changed, and the Wuji Sect noticed it, so they attacked and killed it. .”
"This." Mr. Mo hesitated. He was not involved in what happened back then and was not aware of it.
"Even if there is, it was destroyed by the old master." Mr. Mo finally said.
"Then there are other strong human beings. The saints are going to be resurrected, but they won't be resurrected unless we can protect them." Zi Chen felt hairy in his heart, and the feeling of being spied on became more and more intense.
So much so that when he felt the armor again, he felt a creepy feeling.
"You are worrying too much. Over the past millennium, big forces have come in several times, and there have been no escapes. The losses are not that heavy."
Not sure whether he wanted to convince Zi Chen or himself, Mr. Mo said: "Also, the light door when you come in has restrictions. If this is really a conspiracy and you need to use blood to break the ban, then you can completely remove all the people." Let people in."
"Also, this thing saved both your lives and mine."
Zi Chen nodded and felt that it made sense, "That's right. Several major forces are all human beings. Many monsters want to come here to hunt for treasures before leaving. Naturally, they are very confident and have benefited from them before."
"Moreover, strong human beings have great wisdom. We can see the problem at a glance. They will not fail to think that we are overthinking."
"Yes." Mr. Mo also said: "Maybe this is a burial place, just to let the saint rest in peace. Those strong human beings who have followed the saint in the war for three thousand years are unwilling to accept the fact that the saint died. Saying this, maybe it’s just the expectation in my heart.”
After following the saint and fighting for three thousand years, the saint died. Naturally, the strong men could not accept this possibility. This was a valid reason. Zi Chen nodded in agreement, and his mood suddenly became brighter. For a moment, he felt that the surrounding environment was not so gloomy anymore.
"We are worrying too much and are scaring ourselves here." Zi Chen smiled.
"Click."
Suddenly, there was a sound of bones breaking, as if someone was stepping on them. The expressions of the two people who had just relaxed suddenly changed drastically.
"Who." The two of them turned around like frightened rabbits, and then saw a figure that disappeared in a flash.
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ps: I got stuck. I spent eight hours on this chapter. I pushed it back and forth repeatedly and just finished it.
I can't be disturbed when writing a book, and I like silence. While I was coding this chapter, I answered two phone calls. To be honest, I was frightened the moment the bell rang.
This is the third update. The fourth update should be past midnight. You don’t have to wait any longer. Let’s watch it tomorrow.