Thunder Martial

Wu Yin wind sounded, after the stone gate, was another passage, more shady, purple saw more corpses, there were human beings, there were heterosexuals.

This is the burial ground for human saints, naturally guarded by many powerful men, with luminous dead bones and many purple beams.

They were strong all their lives. Even after so many years of death, their bones still glow and gleam.

“Humans, die! ”

Heterogeneous strong people, have an indelible obsession. Once the purple beast approaches, it will be perceived, trigger obsession, point the divine glow overflow, turn into a tall demon shadow, and come towards the purple beast to kill.

This is the last obsession of the strong, but still strong, trance, like the resurrection of the strong, strikes a strong blow.

“Phew!”

Above his head, the album flashed brilliantly, sparking a flame, sweeping the shadow, the shadow howling, screaming, and turning into nothing.

“Countless years have passed since the Fae did not appear on Heavenly Martial Continent, proving your success, rest in peace! ”

For the Fae Shadow, the Purple Shadow can only destroy and disperse each other. But there is only admiration in purple hearts for those who are strong, who are the protectors of humankind and who fought for humankind for 3,000 years.

The golden fingers point out and elicit the divine glow in the bone, allowing it to dissipate naturally and bury in their guardian place.

Purple crosses several channels continuously, above the stone wall, the sword marks are obvious, it is obvious that the First World War was very harsh, and every dead bone, whether heterogeneous or human, is stronger than purple.

“Are you really an ancient giant? There are so many.” As we go deeper, Purple sees a lot of heterogeneous bone dead, but almost all weathered, and now the number of ancient giants is pitiful.

During this period, Zixuan also saw many ancient words, as well as vague perceptions of the unrest before endless years.

Interracial invasion, resistance by the powerful, 3,000 years of war, life and death, countless injuries. In the meantime, the human saints died in battle and were buried here, along with other powerful men, but the heathens were unwilling to commit the crime.

“The saints shall not desecrate, nor shall the powerful desecrate. ”

“Even in death, the hereditary will not be inherited and all invading heretics will be destroyed. ”

As he went deeper, Purple saw more powerful human beings, only one or two sentences, but they were all drawn on the verge of death. Through a word phrase, he guessed that the reason why the heathens attacked here, in addition to the saints, was for the inheritance of strong human beings.

Obviously, in addition to the saints, there are other powerful people buried here, which are inherited and left to later people, the heterogeneous purpose, is to rob them.

In the meantime, Purple continued to see the words of slaughtering the opposite race and stopping the formation of a teleportation array, suddenly blocked in the mind and had a crazy speculation.

Is it heretical, to build a transmission formation here, to completely take away all the inheritance of the Holy Land?

“This heterosexual is greedy enough. ”

But gradually, the purple discovery was wrong, as recorded in the ancient script, it was a unidirectional transmission formation, a large number of heterogeneous people, to be transmitted here.

“Why did the heathens come in here and destroy it?” Purple doubt, Mo Lao is also unclear so.

“Maybe deep down.” Mo Old said, the two of them continue to move forward.

After breaking through eight channels, Purple saw something valuable again, and between them, he discovered an amazing mystery that made him horribly discolored.

“The saints will be resurrected, they cannot let the heathens destroy this place, they must fight to defend it! ”

Next to a powerful monk, Zixuan saw such a handwriting, and suddenly jumped, and the cold hair was upside down, making it look even more shady in an otherwise shady environment.

The saint will be resurrected?

Is it a fear of the resurrection of the saints that the heathen attacked this place and even set up a teleportation formation?

But how can a man be resurrected when his soul is dead?

As it continues to deepen, Purple discovers more speculation about the resurrection of the saints, but instead of immediate resurrection, it sleeps here, nourishes itself with endless dragon veins of the earth, and waits until one day to be resurrected.

Purple cold hair upside down, a bit of a thrill, between the secrets, seemed to feel a pair of eyes staring at themselves in the dark.

“Is the saint resurrected in this world? ”

Cold wind formation, like a grim ghost crying, but at this time the two found a great mystery, purple heart beating fleshly, eyelids trembling straight, cold hair standing upside down, even not old, feeling a burst of creeps.

The holy place, which still exists, obviously failed at the time and endless years passed, then it is possible that the saints will indeed be resurrected in this world.

But it is dead, the soul dissipates, and it is reborn again. Is this still a human saint, or is it another kind of living spirit, only to take the corpse and reborn, but there is another soul?

Purple dared not think, creepy, have the urge to turn their heads and walk away.

“How is it possible to be resurrected when the spirit of death is dispersed and they bury the saint here to resurrect him? ”

Even Mo Old looked around, furious in his heart, "Before the endless years, there were so many dead bodies here, resentment raged, spreading the whole holy place, even if the saint was resurrected, absorbed so much resentment, is it still the saint? ”

They were both terrified and thought of the place of death and silence, where only dozens of emperors died and hundreds of true realms were born. And here, many strong people die, stronger than the emperor, will something else be born?

“Mo Lao, do you feel, like, a pair of eyes, staring at us?” The purple voices began to tremble, looking backwards, but they saw nothing.

“Seems like... there's this feeling.” Mo Old Ben is a soul, very sensitive to perception, knowing that the saint may be resurrected, he also has a sense of being watched.

“Could it be a saint? ”

Purple asked, Mo Lao shook his head, indicating that he was not sure. Forgiveness had lived a long time and had not heard of the resurrection of the dead. At this moment, he had to rush into the Tai Chi map because he felt a dangerous aura.

“Mo Lao, you mustn't go in there. You and I can take care of each other.” The purple voices trembled, apparently frightened.

If the true saints of the people were resurrected, the purple ones would not be afraid. After all, the saints, the leaders of the people, even if they broke in, would not kill them.

But if it is not the saint who is resurrected, but another creature that absorbs infinite grievances, such as the Grievance Spirit, then... it is finished.

The more purple I want, the less I dare to think in the back, but in my mind, I can't help thinking independently, and at this moment, the thinking seems to become more acute.

“Holy Land, during this millennium, has frequently appeared in the form of letters, allowing many forces to enter the treasure hunt, but the number of deaths is still high, is this... a conspiracy of saints?” Purple thought of another question.

“Humans have a lot of great wisdom, and those who want to resurrect the saints, naturally, have a chance of success, and naturally they guessed this. Is it possible that they have already taken precautions, and if it is not the saints who are resurrected, but something else, will there be some kind of restraint that prevents them from leaving? ”

Purple's expression was ugly, and he whispered, “So he deliberately unleashed a letter, let humans explore it, and then secretly killed it, took blood, and broke it with blood? ”

“Impossible.” Purple speculation left Mo unconscious, "said the major forces, entering several times, although a monk died, did not also get some benefits. ”

“And your elder grandfather, he also came in, got lightning nine times, and with Thunder finger, he also went out alive. ”

“But Mengyao's parents died here.” Purple Dao.

“Wasn't that killed by Wuzong's men?” Don't get me wrong, “he said." There are many people with great wisdom. It's impossible not to think of that, and there was no extremism in the beginning, which was to guard this place. I didn't know before, and now I want to come, perhaps waiting for the resurrection of the saints. ”

“What if it's surveillance?” Zijuan asked, once again making people hair in their hearts.

“Didn't you say that no extremist attack on the holy place once, if it is the guardian, why the attack, is the resurrection of the saint, but there has been a mutation, no extremist perception, mass assassination. ”

“This!” Don't hesitate. He didn't participate and didn't know about what happened back then.

“Even if it was, it was wiped out by the old master.” Mo Lao finally said.

“And there are others who are mighty, the saints to be raised up, and they will not be raised up?” The hair in the purple heart, this feeling of being spyed on, is getting stronger.

So much so that he sensed the chip again, and there was a sense of creepy hair.

“You've been worried, for thousands of years, that the great forces have come in several times, all without risk, and the losses have not been so great. ”

Don't know if you want to persuade Purple or persuade yourself, Mo said: “Also, the light door when you come in, but it's limited, if it's really a conspiracy, and it needs to be banned with blood, then you can put everyone in. ”

“And this thing, it saved your life and mine. ”

Purple nodded, feeling rational, "Yes, several major forces are human elites, many demons before leaving, still come here to search for treasure, naturally very confident, have had benefits before. ”

“And the strong human beings, with great wisdom, we can see the problem at a glance, they can't imagine, we think too much. ”

“Not bad!” Mo Lao also said: “Perhaps this is a burial ground, only to rest the saints. Those who have followed the saints in the war for 3,000 years are unwilling to bear the fact that the saints have died. Perhaps it is just hope in their hearts. ”

After three thousand years of fighting with the saints, the death of the saints, the natural unacceptability of the powerful, this possibility, can stand up. Purple nodded in agreement, feeling perfectly happy, instantly, feeling the surrounding environment, not so shady anymore.

“It's how much we worry about, scaring ourselves here.” Ziqiao smiled.

Ka-cha! ”

Suddenly, a broken bone sounded like someone had broken it, and the two people just relaxed, their faces changed dramatically.

“Who!” the two looked like frightened rabbits, hurriedly turned around, then saw a figure and passed away.