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Chapter 3815 Tian Tong

Long Chen was shocked. How could this be possible? In addition to him, there is someone who can break through the confusion of the way of heaven?
Long Chen and others quickly gathered together, and soon they heard a strange noise coming from a distance.
But here, the spiritual consciousness is suppressed and cannot reach far away, and the eyes cannot see it, and I don’t know what the sound is making.
"Did you see someone?" Long Chen asked in a low voice behind Mo Nian.
"I didn't see it, but I heard the footsteps. It should be the sound of people's footsteps." Mo Nian whispered.
"How many people?"
"I heard only one."
"Go and have a look"
Long Chen didn't believe that anyone outside could pass through the dizziness of the heaven like them, so everyone approached carefully.
“Swishy…”
As everyone approached, the sound in front of them became clearer and clearer, which was the sound of people's footsteps, but the footsteps were extremely weird, and they were walking and moving very slowly.
Long Chen and others came to a huge skeleton, looked out, and finally saw a figure.
It was a ragged old man, his body was decayed and only his skeleton was left, but his head was completely preserved, and there were a pair of shriveled eyeballs in his eye sockets, walking with his head down.
He clenched his fist in his left hand and a long stick in his right hand. Countless ancient runes were imprinted on the stick, exuding a terrifying aura. This was a magic weapon.
"Shisha...shisha..."
The old man held a long stick in his hand, used it as a crutch, and walked staggeringly, stopped for a few steps, and then continued to walk.
His shriveled eyes were empty. Every time he stopped, his head swayed slightly from side to side, as if he was looking for something, and his mouth was vaguely syllable, which seemed to be calling, and he seemed to be more swallowing.
"Is this a zombie?" Guo Ran looked at the old man and said quietly.
"The body is dead, the soul is immortal, the obsession is not pursed, and the breath in my heart never dissipates. This person had great concerns before his life.
He is not a zombie. There are only resentment, hatred and murderous thoughts in the zombie's body, but this person does not have so much hostility.
I just don’t know what kind of obsession it was, which made him die for countless years and was still chasing him." Mo Nian shook his head and said.
Seeing that the old man had no intention of murder, everyone felt relieved and slowly approached the old man. The old man turned a blind eye to their arrival and searched for him.
When Long Chen stood in front of the old man, the old man seemed to sense something and looked up at them. When he saw the old man's eyes, Long Chen, Mo Nian and Yue Xiaoqian exclaimed at the same time:
"Tiantong Clan"
The Tiantong clan is a race with terrifying eye technique. His eyes can control the world and destroy the eternal sky.
People from the Tiantong clan are easy to recognize. They have human-like eyes, but strange patterns of heavenly ways will appear in their eyes.
Bai Xiaole's three flower pupils are an eye technique in the Tiantong clan. Although the old man's eyes were shriveled, it can be clearly seen that there was a plum blossom pattern in his eyes.
When everyone saw the plum blossom pattern, they felt dizzy, and then they were spinning and almost fell to the ground. They were so scared that they quickly left the old man and did not dare to look at his eyes again.
After looking at everyone, the old man continued to lower his head and walked forward. The long stick in his hand was still treated as a crutch. He paused for a few steps, muttering something, and then continued to walk.
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but feel thrilled. What secret is buried in this place of burial?
I saw the supreme-level powerful man in front of me, and now I actually saw a legendary existence, the Tiantong clan, who is as famous as the legendary Jiuli clan.
However, this powerful man from the Tiantong clan is already dead, but he doesn't know what he has to worry about and what he is looking for.
Everyone was frightened. What era is this person from? He is dead and can still walk around. This is so scary. What level of existence was this person in his lifetime?
How could such a terrifying person die here in the end? What was buried in this sky burial place?
"The stick in the old man's hand seems to be a treasure. Should we snatch it?" Guo Ran looked at the long stick in the man's hand, and there were countless runes carved on it. Many runes were not recognized by him, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
"You can't blaspheme your senior." Long Chen shook his head and said. If it was a weapon from a foreign race, he would rob it without hesitation, but the heroes of the human race will definitely not be blaspheme.
"Hehe, I'm kidding...ah!"
Guo Ran smiled and covered up his embarrassment. As a result, as soon as he was halfway through his words, the old man suddenly stopped, his body was still moving, but his head turned from the front to the back. His eyes looked at Guo Ran, and Guo Ran jumped up in fear.
Everyone was also startled and held the weapons one after another. If something happened, they would immediately take action.
"Hey hey hey, senior, I'm really kidding..."
When Guo Ran was stared at him with a pair of shriveled eyes, he was so scared that his scalp was numb and hid behind Long Chen.
Suddenly the pattern inside the old man's eyes moved, his eyes seemed to have a bright look, and he regained a little bit of anger. The old man's eyes suddenly looked at Long Chen.
"Can you bring me to my wife?" The old man suddenly spoke, his voice dry, with endless desolation and sadness, and pleading.
"As long as it is within the ability of the younger generation, it must be done for the senior generation." For some reason, when Long Chen heard the old man's prayer, he felt ache in his heart and agreed without hesitation.
Long Chen had an intuition that this was a hero, a hero who had tried his best to the human race. They were noble and sacred.
A noble hero begged him that this kind of heroic ended up feeling very uncomfortable.
"Where is the wife of my senior?" Long Chen asked.
"She is here, but she can't find her. She is the person I love most in my life. My power of heavenly eyes is reserved for her.
I want to find her body, activate the last trace of the power of the Heavenly Eyes, break the constraints of the Heavenly Way, and reincarnate together." The old man said.
Long Chen and others were beating wildly. Can the Tiantong clan's pupil technique really be so terrifying? Reincarnation is just a legend, and it is not certain whether it is specific.
Even if there is, I heard that reincarnation needs to follow the arrangements of the heavenly way, and no one can resist it. This strong man who has been dead for many years actually said such words so calmly.
When he heard the old man's words, Yue Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes turned red. This was a man of infatuation and the only obsession in his heart. This obsession made him survive the years that were touching.
"Senior, don't worry, Long Chen must do his best." Long Chen clasped his fists and agreed to the old man's request, but he had no choice but to agree.
"The Nine Stars Heirs are indeed the most trustworthy people."
When the old man saw Long Chen agree, the corners of his mouth trembled, as if he wanted to laugh, but the flesh on his cheeks had already dried up and could not complete the expression.
Chapter completed!
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