Chapter 371 (2/2)
”Man, death!”
The idea sends out a burst drink, like a rolling thunder in the sea of knowledge, Zichen's brain, a hum of vibration, almost be shaken to disperse the mind, brain a blank.
”Be careful.” Mo Lao sends out a exclamation, but Zichen is motionless.
”Roar!”
Among the bones, a little Shenhui floated out and turned into a tall figure. He roared and shook the fields. I don't know how many dead bones were smashed. He could be seven or eight meters high, and his posture was magnificent. His whole body was full of terrible breath and rushed towards Zichen.
”Man, death!”
The shadow rushed to him, tall and incomparable, with the belief of killing. In a trance, Zichen seemed to see that the other side really came to life, and became a strong man with flesh and blood. The torrent breath made him have a sense of suffocation.
At the moment, he couldn't speak or move. His mind was blank. He didn't even have a defense. He just looked at the tall magic shadow coming.
”Die!” The shadow is like to live over, send out the cold idea, kill the machine infinite, the torrent breath, swept the Zichen.
”Chi!”
At this time, a piece of armor on the top of Zichen's head, however, emerged a flash of fire, like a mass of sky fire, and rushed to the magic shadow. At the next moment, the shadow howled, and its voice was shrill, turning into fly ash in the endless fire light.
Purple Chen color changes, incomparably frightened, finally sober up, think just now nearly died, his eyes also have fear.
Mo Lao is the same. At the critical moment, he can only make a exclamation, and then he can't move. The shadow is very strong.
”What a terrible alien. The body is dead and the Tao is gone. There is only a wisp of indomitable mind, and there is such a means.” Mo Lao exclaimed.
”He hated human beings, and your presence at the moment activated his unyielding mind.”
Zichen was so shocked that he couldn't imagine how powerful the alien race would be if he was alive.
But I think it is more powerful than the patriarchal level.
”Click!” The last wisp of thought dissipated, and the huge skeleton also disappeared with the wind and turned into fly ash.
Dust to dust, earth to earth.
Just now the breath was surging, and large skeletons all around turned into fly ash. There was a blank area around, but in the front, there was a luminous skeleton again.
”And more!”
Purple Chen color change, back two steps, eyebrow center of silver flash, ready to sacrifice purple gourd.
Just now, if it wasn't for the first time, he and Mo would have died.
It is also a skeleton, emitting divine radiance, as high as ordinary people, belonging to human bones.
”This is the skeleton left by the strong man of mankind. It should be the strong man who killed the other race.” Mo said.
With the change of alien skeleton, Zichen didn't dare to go forward and could only watch from afar.
”There are words there.” Zichen saw the skeleton side, there are some handwriting, are very old, belongs to the previous ancient characters.
”It's not a common ancient word!” Take a closer look, Zichen is shocked.
He had studied ancient books and knew many ancient characters, but now he saw none of them.
”It's prehistoric. It's very old.” Mo Lao said that although he was a soul, he lived for endless years. When he knew these ancient characters, he would read them out the next moment.
”After three thousand years of war, although the Holy One died, it is not allowed to be desecrated by other nations. We are willing to protect this place and kill all the invading alien nations until we die!”
Read out the ancient Chinese characters, but the content is shocking.
”Is this the battlefield of the turbulent period, and these people are the strong ones who follow the saints and destroy the alien race together?” Zichen was shocked.
I thought that this was the result of other forces attacking the place of burial, but I never thought that it would be the first battlefield, the battlefield before ancient times.
What's more, the content is shocking. It has been fighting for 3000 years. In the end, the saints are all killed in the war and can't be blasphemed. Do the alien nations still want to attack the body of the saints?
These dead Terrans are not attacking the holy burial place, but guarding here and guarding the dead saints.
Although it is a word phrase, but Zichen can imagine, the determination of a group of strong human beings.
After three thousand years of war, the body and mind were exhausted, the saint was dead, and his backbone was gone, but he was willing to guard here and fight to the end.
However, he was defeated in the end. There was an open stone gate in front of him. The gust of wind blew out from it, and it was obvious that some alien race broke in.”This is the burial place of the saints of the Terrans. All the alien races are invaders.” Purple Chen low sigh, a generation of strong people finally fall, with the alien race die, but still did not hold here.
”Zichen, look at this skull. It's shining and shining. It can be refined into a special killing weapon. It can be used as another card.” Mo Lao points to the skull.
Zichen shakes his head, way: ”such strong person, should respect, should not blaspheme.”
Zichen finger a bit, a little bit of the skull Shenhui was guided out, after, dissipated between heaven and earth.
”Let him go.”
With the big sleeve a roll, lost the brilliance of the withered bones, and finally disappeared.
Dust to dust, earth to earth.
Next to him, Mo nodded in secret.