Shen Mu [Divine Grave]

Chennan stool on the nine steps, resolutely walked to the main entrance of the hall. The Tiger King walked forward a few steps with his ears pulled, but when he came to the dark, dark mouth of the demon, it refused to move forward, and the four tiger claws slammed on the ground.

Chennan said in a small voice: "Sehu walks quickly."

Tiger Wang Xiaoyu shook his head desperately. It raised a tiger's claw for a while, and at the same time his eyes showed horror.

Chen Nan saw that it would not move, and running Xuan Gong lifted his neck to lift it off the ground, and then walked into the hall. Although Xiaoyu was constantly struggling, it was difficult to escape Chen Nan's powerful palm.

When Chen Nanmai progressed into the hall, a cold rushed towards him. On this hot summer day, the palace was as cold as an ice cellar. He put the Tiger King on the ground. The Tiger King trembled for a while, and its body shrank quickly. Then a "swoosh" rushed over his shoulder, and two small tiger claws grabbed his strand of hair.

"The color tiger put its claws!" Chen Nan whispered.

Xiaoyu grasped hard, let him scold, how could he not let go, and at the same time showed a look of panic. Chen Nan had no choice but to let it stay on his shoulders, he walked forward slowly.

"Ta", "ta", "ta" ...

The empty, dark hall only had monotonous footsteps echoing, besides there was still silence. In the darkness where no fingers could reach, Chennan fumbled forward with a keen sense of consciousness.

Walked nearly ten feet in this way, several steps appeared at his feet, and a stone door above the stone platform blocked the way. When he pushed towards Shimen, Xiaoyu groaned uncomfortably, and then lifted up his collar to swoosh into his arms.

"My XXXX, Sehu, do you want to scare me? Actually drilling into my arms ..." Chen Nan grabbed it and threw it on the ground. But Xiaoyu immediately rushed onto his shoulder, clutching his hair firmly.

"Cowardly like a mouse, it must be a reincarnation of a mouse, not a tiger at all."

Chennan pushed open the stone door. Inside was a very wide hall, inlaid with pearls exuding light green on all four walls. The faint green light made the hall look very strange, like a gloomy mansion.

When he saw the scene inside, he took a breath, his scalp was numb, two columns of corpses stood on both sides of the hall, the dried skin was tightly wrapped around the thin bones, and the twisted facial features were abnormally terrible. "Puntong Putong" jumped around in Nanxin's heart, and he doubted that he had stepped into the nether world.

"Cough ..." The old cough suddenly sounded in the hall, Chen Nan jumped up in shock, and Xiaoyu, who was hiding on his shoulder, fell down suddenly, but it immediately came back again. Chen Nan grabbed it, and his hands unconsciously exerted force. The pinched Xiaoyu rolled his eyes until Xiaoyu gave him a paw, and he quickly let go.

He quickly backed away, but found that the stone door had already been closed, and could not be pushed any more. Xiaoyu groaned anxiously on his shoulder, his eyes constantly scanning around.

Chennan stabilized his mind and shouted, "Who? The person hiding in the dark will come out soon."

The old voice echoed in the hall: "Young people don't talk like that, I stayed here all the time. Why did you escape? If you broke in for no reason, why did you blame me?"

Chennan used his keen spiritual consciousness to search over and over again in the hall, but found nothing. There was no sign of life except him and Xiaoyu in the hall, and he burst into a chill.

After a while, the old voice sounded again: "Meeting is destiny. I didn't expect someone to set foot here. Let's talk to young people."

Chennan said: "You don't let me see you, is it too sincere?"

"I really did not hide, since you have to see me, just keep going."

Chennan walked forward step by step, Xiaoyu looked nervously around his shoulder, and when he stepped between the two columns of corpses, it once again burred into Chennan ’s arms, leaving only a little tiger With his head out, he watched the nearby movements vigilantly.

"Your color tiger is coming out soon." But no matter how Chen Nan pulls it this time, Xiaoyu's small tiger's claws firmly hold his clothes, and he refuses to come out.

"Hehe, didn't you come here a hundred years ago, don't you think of my old man and come back to see me again?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyu stayed awake for a long time, and drilled out of Chen Nan's arms with a whine. He stepped on Chen Nan's face and climbed on his head, grabbing his hair and looking around.

"My XXXX, Sehu, how dare you sit on my nose on my nose and be mad at me." Chen Nan grabbed it and threw it at the foot of a corpse.

"Roar"

Tiger Wang Xiaoyu scared with a low roar, and then quickly ran back to Chen Nan's feet, a small tiger claw nervously grabbed his trousers.

"Oh, you kitten is as timid as a hundred years ago, I will not eat you, what is terrible?" The old voice echoed throughout the hall, and it was not clear where it came from.

Chennan walked a few feet further, and a corpse next to him suddenly turned his head to smile at his teeth, and Bai Sensen's teeth shone with a strange light.

"Roar" Xiaoyu roared quickly and ran a few feet away quickly. At this time, she was standing upside down with her hair, staring at the corpse in fright in the distance.

"Ah" Chen Nan also screamed in shock, backing off for seven or eight steps in a row, he felt a cold rise from the bottom of his heart, cold from head to toe. He pulled out the long knife behind him and shouted, "Are you a man or a ghost?"

"Dried corpse" came out of the corpse, he was skinny all over his body, and he walked mechanically stiff, like a zombie.

He smiled and said, "It's still alive, but it's not far from death." Then he rushed to Xiaoyu in the distance and beckoned: "The kitten you accidentally broke into the magic hall a hundred years ago. I didn't find me until I left. Seeing the true face of Lushan in my old man, are you still as scared as before? "

Looking at a living skeleton like a zombie or a ghost, Xiaoyu is full of fear, and he has made his body bigger and ready to fight.

Chen Nan looked at the "dry corpse" in front of her face with disbelief and said, "You ... really alive? How could it be like this?"

"Yeah, I am indeed alive. Don't be afraid, let's talk about it. I haven't seen living people for many years."

This time when Chen Nan was running Xuan Gong, he finally sensed the weak pulse of life in the body of the "dry corpse", but there were almost no signs of life. Chen Nan was convinced that this was indeed an old man with a hint of anger. Just now he must have performed a kind of musical performance, which made people unclear about his position.

Chennan took his long sword back and walked forward a few steps, came to the old man less than one foot away, and stood opposite him. But Xiaoyu refused to come over, looking at this in horror in the distance.

Said the old man: "I think you must be full of doubts at this moment?"

South Chen Road: "Yes, it is hard to imagine that there will be such a horrible hall in the vast mountains. Can I ask you some questions?"

"Yes, you can ask questions. I'm dead shortly. If I don't tell the secret at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

"What kind of place is this?"

"Magic Hall."

"Devil Hall, is this a hall created by a demon?"

"It was created by an ancient god."

"Since it was created by God, why should it be called the devil's palace?"

"Because the ancient **** felt that he had fallen, he was not worthy of being called a god."

"How did he fall?"

"He and another fallen ancient **** fought to fight for a magical treasure. In the end, although he was lucky enough to defeat each other, he also suffered serious injuries and stayed in the human world."

Chen Nan moved in his heart that the owner of this devil palace is most likely one of the ancient gods recorded in the sheepskin scroll dug out by the city of sin, but the contents of the sheepskin scrolls and the old man's words are somewhat different.

Said the old man: "You young people have heard about the two ancient gods before, otherwise how could there be no trace of shock?"

"Yes." Chen Nan told the ancient **** of the city of sin again.

The old man sighed: "The miraculous war thousands of years ago, I did not expect to be recorded, but it is inconsistent with the facts."

"What is the truth?"

"The master of this hall is so skillful that it will dying the wounded kill of another ancient god. The ancient **** is about to die and suddenly explodes his body. Although the master of the devil has a body armor, he is still seriously injured. His The divine power weakened to the lowest line, and he could not sense the **** treasure lost in the mountains. He hurriedly put away the bones of the ancient **** who exploded the **** body, and fled back to cultivate here. "

"What happened next?"

"The master of the demon palace has cultivated here for a period of time, and he was horrified to find that his divine power can no longer be condensed, and can only be maintained at a fairly low level. He went to the place of the war several times to find the lost **** treasure, but every time Disappointed. "

Hearing this, Chen Nan was a little nervous and said, "Where ... Where did the ancient **** go?"

The old man sighed and said, "He has cultivated here for hundreds of years, but his divine power has never been restored. Once he went out and never returned."

"Ah" Chen Nan was shocked and said, "So the ancient **** hasn't returned ... has it disappeared?"

"Yes, I really don't know if he is fierce or lucky under the condition of limited divine power."

After listening to these words, Chen Nan came back to God for a long time and muttered: "It's incredible, a **** wanders in the world ..." Then he asked again: "The giants and people living outside What does this devil have to do with, and why do they worship the top of this hall? "

"The ancestors of the giants were once conquered by the ancient gods as **** slaves. When they first built this hall, they worked hard. The black stone needed for the hall was all carried by them from the distant mountains. The ancient gods are in their hearts. Although his gods have disappeared for a long time, his supernatural powers have been passed from generation to generation among the giants, who have lived here for generations to protect this demon palace. "

"But ... why did they pile so many bones under the demon palace?"

"This is one of the secrets of the demon palace." The old man pointed his finger to the ground and said, "Under this palace is an unusually powerful beast. The reason why the giants piled those bones outside the stone mountain is completely performing the ancient gods. The legacy of the order. The ancient **** laid a large array of nine-sept white bones here to condense the power of heaven and earth and gather the souls of all spirits to deter the brutal beast underground so that it cannot come up to do evil. "

Chen Nan was stunned and terrified in his heart. The barbarian calmed by the **** was terrified to the extreme. Think about it at the place where tens or hundreds of feet under his feet, he burst into a chill.

"What kind of a beast is this?"

"I don't know. No one has seen it except the owner of the demon palace, but I can hear its roar occasionally."

At this moment, a dull roar came suddenly from the underground, but the sound was not very clear across the floor of the hall, but it was chilling to hear it. Xiaoyu quickly shrank to a kitten's size, and then suddenly reached Chen Nan's shoulder. While watching the old man like a corpse on the opposite side, he shook his ears and listened to the howling like a magic sound.

When Chen Nan looked at the exterior of the hall during the day, he heard the whistle-blowing whistle. At this moment, it became clear, and when the whistle stopped, he asked: "Why did the ancient **** trap it here, and why was it not direct Destroy it? "

The old man said: "The ancient **** had brought it here from elsewhere, originally wanted to tame it as a mount, but the brutal beast had a strong temperament, and he refused to succumb. The ancient **** had to trap it under the hall and wanted to slowly It subdued. But I did n’t think that he would be seriously injured in that battle in the near future, and he was no longer able to kill the evil beast, so he set up a large array of nine peaceful bones to prevent it from escaping. "

"It turns out that I really didn't expect such a mysterious place in such a deep mountain."

The old man said: "This is just one of the secret stories of the demon palace, and there is a bigger secret besides that."

"Is there a bigger secret?"

"Under this hall is not only a evil beast, but also a treasure armor sealed."

Chen Nan moved in his heart, he remembered a legendary armor, he couldn't help but ask, "What is the name of Baojia?"

"Xuanwu Jia."

Chennan shocked and said: "Ah, is it ... Is it the Xuanwu armor that has existed since ancient times?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it is the **** armor from the legend of the original fairy fantasy mainland."

In that distant past, there were several weapons in the fairy fantasy continent that have been regarded as fairy treasures and **** treasures. It is said that if the best master holds such a weapon, he can resist gods and resist fairy. Unfortunately, these weapons often only appear in legends, and only once in a thousand years has a world appeared.

Ten thousand years ago, Chen Nan saw Hou Yi Gong, and Bao Gong had no intention of obtaining it for his father Chen Zhanyou. After Wan Zai, he saw the Divine Bow again, but he was right and wrong. He did n’t know whether Chen Zhan left Hou Yi Bow and broke through the void, or ...

Chen Nan had not seen several other legendary treasures, but he knew that there was a treasure armor called Xuanwu. He did not expect to know its whereabouts today. It is rumored that this armor can not only protect the body, but also counterattack, both offensive and defensive.

"Are you saying the truth, old man?"

"Really, this armor is indeed sealed under the demon temple. The owner of the demon temple got it by chance, and cherished its life. If it were not for this armor, he was there. I am afraid that he has already died with another ancient **** in the war.

Chennan lamented: "In ancient legends, the Hou Yi bow, which is the same name as Xuanwu Jia, once shot down the gods in the sky. I really don't know what magical thing Xuanwu Jia has."

The old man said: "There must be something extraordinary about the treasures that have been handed down from ancient times to the present day."

Southern Chen Road: "What kind of person are you in the elderly, why stay here? I still don't know your identity until now."

The old man reached out and pointed to the two columns of corpses in the main hall, saying, "I am like them, being a servant in the demon hall."

"Ah, are they still alive?" Chen Nan exclaimed.

"No, it has been dead for many years. These people are the servants of the past dynasties. Because the exercises they practice are all dead wood tricks, they will look like this after death."

"God servant?"

"Yes, before the owner of the demon palace disappeared, he once received a servant, that is, the first generation of servants of the gods, and only he had seen the master of the demon palace. The first generation of servants were loyal to the ancient gods. I hope the ancient **** will come back, but he has n’t waited for more than a hundred years. UU reading www.uukanshu.com In his later years, he asked the giants outside to send him out of the mountains, took a disciple in the city of sin, and returned here. In this way, all the servants in the devil's palace come like this. "

"Oh I got it."

The old man continued: "Time has passed, thousands of years have passed. Although this demon hall still has **** servants, the heart of the **** servants is no longer the same as before. Later, the **** servants have never seen the ancient god. Where else will there be There was a trace of awe, and the servants of the gods no longer have any meaning at all. Some people in the previous generations planned to no longer accept the disciples, but they have never been able to make that decision. I have looked away and decided not to accept the disciples. "

"You ... are you going to leave here?"

"I am more than three hundred years old and already a dying person. What's the point of leaving? This is my best burial place."

"Ah, more than three hundred years old ?! Isn't your self-cultivation behavior ..." Chen Nan couldn't say anymore. If the old man said it was true, then his self-cultivation might have reached an unimaginable level.

The old man said: "Every generation of **** servants can live to be over 150 years old at least. The exercises passed down by the ancient gods are mainly based on health maintenance, not the usual practice. In fact, the skills of the past generations of **** servants are not Gao Qiang, can only be regarded as an ordinary master on the mainland. Let me take it for example. Although I am now in my 300s, it is not your opponent at all, and I can never fight you. "

"Oh." Chen Nan did indeed hear of such cultivators. This is a side branch of the Daomen. These people do not pursue the growth of power. Their purpose of self-cultivation is only to obtain longevity.

The old man said: "I know my life soon, so I tell you the secret in my heart. Xuanwujia has been one of the treasures of the legend of the mainland since ancient times. I hope the world can learn its whereabouts. Buried underground. "