Thunder Martial

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The dark passage is very gloomy, with gusts of evil wind, like a ghost crying, making people feel cold.

Swallowed by the phantom, Zichen arrived here, the world was dark, like the end of the world, and even his vision was blurred.

"This is the place of burial."

As he gradually got used to it, Zi Chen's sight was finally able to see the surroundings clearly. This is a passage leading directly to the depths, and in front, one can still see the bones.

"Crack."

As soon as he moved his footsteps, he heard a sound, and a piece of dry bone was crushed and turned into powder.

"The dead bones are turned into powder. How many years have these people been dead?"

Zi Chen was very surprised, and walked forward step by step, and saw a lot of dead bones, almost weathered, obviously this place has been here for many years, and no one has set foot.

"Shua."

The red light flickered, and the armor flew back, suspended above Zi Chen's head, like a flame, burning blazingly, illuminating the surroundings.

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

"Clang."

Zi Chen pointed out a finger, and the golden sword energy fell on the stone wall, but sparks burst out, and the stone wall was intact.

"So hard stone."

Zi Chen was very surprised. When he struck, there was not even a single scratch. Looking around, there were dense battle marks. It can be imagined how strong the strong man who fought fiercely back then was, at least stronger than himself.

The passage was very deep, and the bones were everywhere. Although Zi Chen was very careful, he still crushed a few of them and turned them into powder.

"Is this the weapon from before?" Zi Chen saw a broken sword, rusted and mottled, dull and dull, falling to the ground, no longer the power of the past.

"Crack."

As soon as he picked it up, the divine sword cracked, and after that, it also turned into powder and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

"How many years have passed,

Even the former Excalibur lost its aura and became decayed. "

Zichen sighed, and moved forward step by step. During this period, he saw a few more weapons, but undoubtedly, they all lost their spirituality and became rotten. The moment they were picked up, they disappeared.

"Even the weapons refined by diamond sacrifices have become fly ash." Zi Chen was very surprised. Diamond is very hard, and it is the material for refining alchemy weapons. A small piece can make the suzerain bow down. This kind of thing will last forever .

But in Zichen's hand, there was clearly a weapon made of diamond, which turned into fly ash and dissipated in the world.

"The Holy Burial Land is very mysterious, second only to the Temple of Thunder. No one has discovered the secret of the Temple of Thunder, and the Holy Burial Land has existed for endless years, and no one knows its formation, but there are rumors that it is the Tianwu Continent. It was caused by a turmoil." Mo Lao appeared in a flash.

Although he is a person from endless years ago, he doesn't know much, and he has never fought with the Wuji Sect. He only knows some secrets that he heard.

"In that turmoil, it was said that a foreign race invaded and almost destroyed the human race. In that battle, all the saints fell, so there was a place for burial."

"The Promise Sect established its sect here, and it is said that it is to protect the sacred burial place, but why it raised the sect to attack in the end has always been a mystery. No one knows, but it was a long time ago, at least a hundred thousand years ago."

Zichen clicked his tongue. It has been 100,000 years since the Wuji Sect attacked the holy burial place. Wouldn't the formation of the holy burial place be even longer.

The spiritual soldiers were all decayed and turned into flying ash. Obviously, this battlefield was not a hundred thousand years ago, but a long time ago, and there were also forces that attacked it.

One person, one soul, continued to move forward, saw many dead bones, saw many spiritual soldiers, but undoubtedly, they all became ashes in the years.

On the top of the head, the armor is shining red, like a torch, illuminating the front, and in the middle, a golden line is pointing straight ahead.

This is the route indicated on the nail plate, leading straight ahead.

Walking out of the passage, Zi Chen came to a hall, which was very spacious, like a square, where dead bones were everywhere, all white.

Obviously a bigger battlefield.

"This is"

Looking at the tall skeleton in front of him, Zi Chen was very surprised. Could it be that this is the alien race Mo Lao talked about.

This is a skeleton that far exceeds that of a human being. It can be four or five meters high, and it is densely white, but it is not much different from a human skeleton, but it looks taller, like ancient giants.

"This should be the alien race back then." Mo Lao said.

"Could it be that the alien race is the disappeared ancient giant." Zi Chen wondered, and only the ancient giant could have such a tall body.

Although the ancient giant has a human character, it is not a human race and is called a foreign race.

The whole hall is covered with bones, and you can see the corpses strewn all over the field, and the ground is black. I don't know if it is the original color or it is rendered by endless blood.

Most of the bones were human, and there were not many such tall skeletons that looked like ancient giants.

"Hey, it still glows."

During this period, Zichen found a glowing skeleton, and occasionally the light flickered in the skeleton, radiating a little bit of divine brilliance.

"Endless years have passed, and the bones are still glowing. How strong is this alien race?" Zi Chen was extremely shocked, and he could still feel a terrifying aura from a little bit of divine brilliance.

After endless years, the flesh and blood have melted, but the bones are still so miraculous and emitting light, which shocked Zi Chen extremely.

The deadly wound of the foreign race was pierced with a bloody hole between the eyebrows, and Zi Chen stepped forward to look carefully.

However, at this moment, the divine splendor in the skeleton fluctuated, and a powerful thought swept out.

"Humans, die."

There was a burst of thought, like rolling thunder exploding in the sea of ​​consciousness, Zichen's brain trembled with a buzzing sound, and the spiritual thought was almost shaken away, and his mind went blank.

"Be careful." Mo Lao exclaimed, but Zi Chen remained motionless.

"Roar."

From among the bones, dots of divine brilliance floated out and turned into a tall figure. With a loud roar, he shook the surrounding fields. I don't know how many dead bones were shattered. He could be seven or eight meters tall, with a majestic posture, and a terrifying aura surged all over his body. Chen rushed over.

"Humans, die."

The phantom rushed forward, extremely tall, with the belief that he would kill. In a trance, Zi Chen seemed to see that the other party had really come back to life, and became a strong man with flesh and blood. The torrential breath made him feel suffocated .

At this moment, he couldn't speak, couldn't move, his mind was blank, he didn't even have any defense at all, he just looked at the tall phantom rushing towards him.

"Death." The demon image came back to life, sending out a cold thought, with infinite murderous intentions, and the torrential breath swept Zi Chen.

"Chi."

At this moment, a burst of fire appeared from the armor piece above Zi Chen's head, like a cloud of heavenly fire, rushing towards the phantom. The next moment, the phantom howled, with a shrill voice, and turned into flying ash in the endless fire. .

Zi Chen's expression changed, he was extremely horrified, and finally woke up, thinking that he almost died just now, there was also fear in his eyes.

The same is true of Mo Lao. At the critical moment, he can only let out a cry of surprise, and then he can't move, the phantom is very strong.

"What a terrifying alien race. His body is dead, his way has disappeared, and he only has a wisp of unyielding will, yet he still has such a means." Mo Lao was amazed.

"He hates humans to the core. Your appearance at this moment has activated his indomitable will."

Zichen was extremely shocked, a ray of thought has such a means, he can't imagine how powerful this alien race would be if he was alive.

But if you think about it, it is many times stronger than the suzerain class.

"Kaka." The last ray of thought dissipated, and this huge skeleton also disappeared with the wind and turned into fly ash.

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

With the surge of breath just now, the large skeletons around them were turned into fly ash, and a blank area appeared around, but in front, a glowing skeleton appeared again.

"and also."

Zi Chen's face changed, and he took two steps back, the silver light flickered between his brows, ready to sacrifice Zijin gourd at any time.

If it wasn't for the first piece of armor to show off its power just now, he and Mo Lao would probably have died.

It was another skeleton, exuding divine splendor, as tall as an ordinary person, belonging to human bones.

"This is the bone left by a strong human being. It should be the strong man who killed the alien race." Mo Lao said.

With the mutation of the alien skeleton, Zi Chen dared not go forward, and could only watch from a distance.

"There are characters there." Zi Chen saw some handwriting on the side of the skeleton, which were very old and belonged to the ancient characters of the past.

"It's not an ordinary ancient character." Taking a closer look, Zi Chen was taken aback.

He had studied ancient books and knew many ancient characters, but now he saw these handwritings, but he didn't recognize any of them.

"This is an ancient character, very ancient." Mo Lao said, although he is a soul body, he has lived for endless years, and he knows these ancient characters, and the next moment, he read them out.

"Three thousand years of fighting, although the saint is dead, he will not allow foreign races to desecrate. We are willing to protect this place and wipe out all invading foreign races until we die."

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

"Could it be that this is a battlefield in a period of turmoil? These people are strong men who followed the saints to destroy alien races." Zi Chen was shocked.

I thought that this place was caused by other forces attacking the holy burial place, but I never expected that this would be the first battlefield, the ancient battlefield.

Moreover, the content is shocking. After fighting for three thousand years, in the end, the saints were all killed in battle, and no desecration is allowed. Could it be that foreign races still want to attack the saint's body?

These dead human races are not attacking the holy burial place, but guarding here, guarding the dead saints.

Although it was only a few words, Zi Chen could imagine the determination of the strong human beings.

After fighting for three thousand years, the body and mind are exhausted, the saint is dead, and the backbone is gone, but he is willing to guard this place and fight to the end.

But in the end it was defeated. There was an open stone door in front of it. Gusts of wind were blowing from inside. Obviously, a foreign race broke in.

"This is the burial place of the saints of the human race, and the foreign races are all invaders." Zi Chen sighed lowly, a generation of strong men finally fell, and died together with the foreign races, but still did not defend this place.

"Zichen, look at this skull, it is radiant and full of divine brilliance, it will definitely be refined into an extraordinary weapon, and it can be used as another hole card." Mo Lao pointed to the skull and said.

Zi Chen shook his head and said: "This kind of strong man should be respected and should not be blasphemed."

With Zichen's finger pointing, a little bit of divine brilliance was guided out of the skull, and then dissipated in the sky and the earth.

"All let him dissipate."

With the roll of the sleeves, the bones that lost their brilliance finally disappeared.

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

Beside, Mo Lao nodded secretly.