The first thousand and ninety-six chapters of the four generations of guardianship
~.-~The electric snake swam, bringing with it a bright light.
This ray of light illuminated the entire world, and at the moment when the lightning flashed, Ye Chen and others could see the complete sarcophagus at a glance.
Under the rain of blood, the sarcophagus was several meters long and several meters wide, and its entire body showed a dark blood color.
These sarcophagi seemed to have existed since ancient times, and a terrifying pressure permeated them.
The top of the sarcophagus is sealed by an invisible light curtain, and a stream of life flows from time to time on the light curtain.
At the same time, there is a groove on four of the sarcophagi, and the will of the four generations of moon gods remains on this groove.
The invisible tearing force that Ye Chen felt before came from these four grooves. If it weren't for Ye Chen's suppression, the Moon God Pendant might have burst out of the air and appeared in those four grooves.
In the cold and dark sarcophagus, five corpses lay quietly on it, and the breath of death circulated on these five corpses.
These are the five bodies buried in these five sarcophagi // The fastest text update of Shumilou. - No ads // Corpses, when the bright lightning suddenly appeared, Ye Chen and others could clearly see the faces and expressions of the five corpses
They were all extremely pale.
The faces of these five people are extremely ordinary, and the quiet expressions still remain on their faces.
"How is that possible!" Huo Qilin was shocked and stared at the five corpses with disbelief in his eyes: "How could it be them?"
From the blood-red sarcophagus, a vast ocean-like wave spread out like a tide.
Although this wave did not carry any killing intent, its destructive force directly affected the souls of everyone present.
Everyone's hearts were suddenly shaken. Under this huge pressure, the faces of Qianchuan Xue and others turned extremely pale, and the warriors under his martial arts even knelt down involuntarily.
The vicissitudes of time and ancient atmosphere permeated the entire square, and this atmosphere seemed to bring everyone back to ancient times, that era of praise and tears.
With his will flowing, Ye Chen resisted the overwhelming pressure, and sweat rolled on his forehead.
The closer they get to these five sarcophagi, the more terrifying their pressure becomes. The faces of Huo Qilin, Xianya, and Xianli also changed slightly. Their majestic wills burst out.
"It's actually them!" Feeling the familiar pressure, Huo Qilin's face was filled with astonishment, and his right hand was shaking slightly, "It's them who are buried here!"
"Them? Xiaohuo. Do you know these five corpses?" Ye Chen asked in a low voice, his expression a little solemn. Whether it was the mystery of the dead city or the weirdness of this place, it gave him an inexplicable feeling. This feeling
It made him a little uneasy.
"I've seen them before. At that time, these guys were just ordinary martial arts. If my guess is correct, these five guys should be the fourth-generation guardians now!"
"The fourth generation of Qilin, the fourth generation of Azure Dragon, the fourth generation of White Tiger. The fourth generation of Suzaku, the fourth generation of Xuanwu!" Fire Qilin breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a trace of contemplation in his eyes. He stared at the surrounding stone tablets and said to himself:
"The vitality is condensed. Could it be that these five guys have not fallen? The vitality swallowed by the sword tomb for thousands of years flows into these sarcophagi along the stone tablets, but the strange thing is, why can't I feel any vitality in these sarcophagi?"
"The fourth generation of guardians!" Ye Chen also looked at the nine stone tablets with deep meaning and whispered: "The sword tomb is buried with the fourth generation of guardians. Then the four generations of guardians from that period are also buried under the surrounding tombstones.
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The vast ocean-like pressure hit the blood rain, but the torrential blood rain gradually dissipated.
The bloody rain that lasted for half a day stopped in vain without any warning.
Whoosh! The cold wind swept through the gray sky, and petals filled with white light emerged in vain. A rain of flowers fell, replacing the previous rain of blood.
The falling petals fell on everyone, and everyone's hearts were shocked. A soft power penetrated into the body, and the whole person felt a lot of relief.
The petals fell on the blood-red ground, hitting stone tablets, tombstones and sarcophagi, and melted away silently like snowflakes.
The white light that filled the petals illuminated the entire world. Ye Chen raised his left hand to hold the falling petals, "Vitality, petals transformed from vitality!"
Fire Qilin closed his eyes, and the vast void was filled with a lot of vitality. These vitalities condensed together and transformed into pieces of fluttering petals.
As the petals flew, streaks of white light appeared between the stone tablets and tombstones. As the white light circulated, the ripples on the tombstones became clearer and clearer. These ripples seemed to record the vicissitudes of ancient times, and those depressing past events were paved with blood.
A complete epic.
Mu Chen and others stood there, looking at the tombstones from a distance without getting closer.
Even so, they still felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, and at this moment, the sounds of tragic fighting seemed to ring in their ears.
Ye Chen looked at the petals all over the sky with a calm expression, and took the lead again to walk forward. Although the majestic pressure was terrifying, it could not stop Ye Chen's steps.
The six sword corpses never left Ye Chen, like personal bodyguards.
There was deathly silence all around, with only the sound of the petals falling to the ground. Even though the flowers were falling silently?
One hundred meters, more than fifty meters, more than twenty meters, the pressure on Ye Chen became more and more intense, his eyes were like lightning, staring straight at the four sarcophagi and the grooves on the sarcophagus.
The shapes of these grooves are very similar to the Moon Goddess Jade. Ye Chen can vaguely guess some clues. The four Moon Goddess Jade should be placed in the grooves, but what will happen after they are placed?
Silently, a murderous aura suddenly approached. Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, and a bright cold light appeared in his eyes. This cold light was stained with an aura, a familiar aura to Ye Chen.
At the moment when the cold light was about to touch Ye Chen's eyebrows, Ye Chen clamped it between his fingers and looked at it intently. He saw a sparkling knife. This knife was like a work of art, and the whole body was somewhat transparent.
"Sword God Rizhao, your sword is more terrifying than before, but your sword is contaminated with murderous intent!" Ye Chen commanded the sword, and his knife turned around, and the cold light cut through the void and went directly to the sky.
The cold light penetrated the petals, and finally stopped strangely. A pair of slender and pale hands emerged, holding the knife, and then a thin figure gradually emerged, followed by a cough: Cough!
The slender green shirt hung down to his waist. The young man lowered his head and stood lonely among the flying petals. He slowly retracted and raised his right hand. As the sleeves were waving, the knife with cold light disappeared strangely.
"Although the knife is more terrifying, it is still the same as before. Fifth generation, you still block it, cough!" Another cough sounded, the young man raised his head, and white petals fell on his face, making his face even paler.
"Sword God Rizhen, why is he here!" Among the crowd, Qing Jue's face changed slightly, and he looked at the thin figure with a somewhat solemn expression.
"Sword God Rizhao, is this person also a warrior from the Martial God Continent?" Young Master Su whispered, a thin figure without any fluctuations of true energy flowing on his body, but Young Master Su felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if this person was moving his hands and feet.
He can take away his life in a short time, "With the endless emergence of strong men, what kind of existence is the Martial God Continent?"
"You have already appeared, and the prince must be here too!" Ye Chen said lightly, the Qilin sword quietly appeared in his hand, and the petals fell on the Qilin sword, turning into fragments and scattering.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's pupils shrank, staring at the void behind Rizhao, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "He's still here!"
A chill emerged in vain in the void, and the flying petals remained still in the void.
At the same time, pieces of snowflakes replaced the snowflakes and fell. The flying snowflakes stirred up space ripples, and a slender figure was the first to step out of the space ripples.
A young man in white clothes slowly walked out of the ripples of the void. There was a faint smile on his evil face. There was a bookish air between his eyebrows. His long hair hanging down to his waist was casually tied with a hemp rope.
Restrained.
The moment this figure appeared, the snowflakes all over the sky let out a cheerful cry, danced wildly, and fell on the indifferent face of the young man in white.
The snowflakes in the sky and the earth are welcoming the appearance of this young man in white. The young man in white raises his head, and a look that looks like a smile but not a smile flashes across his star-like eyes.
"Prince Moon God!" Ye Chen whispered, his eyes like lightning, piercing the sky.
The two eyes met in the void, and the void stirred up ripples, which then shattered.
Seeing this, the corners of the Life and Death Dragon's mouth raised slightly. These two people were too terrifying. The power contained in their eyes was so terrifying. At the same time, the Life and Death Dragon also recognized that this young man in white was exactly the same as the figure a few days ago. He has been there so far.
Still remember that game of chess between heaven and earth, "Is this the person he is? It's really terrifying. Just one look in his eyes gave Old Long a feeling of palpitations!"
"If you want to win, the most direct way is to break the rules. Five generations, it's been a long time!" The corner of his mouth raised, and the prince's voice floated out, neither sad nor happy.
"It seems that you are waiting for me here. I didn't expect that my chess piece would be so important to you!" Ye Chen said calmly, his voice neither sad nor happy.
"Third-generation Fire Qilin, it seems that you have also recovered your body, but your strength has returned to its peak?" The prince smiled and said nothing, holding the falling snowflakes with his right hand. The snowflakes were flowing on his fingertips. The prince looked at him leisurely.
With a flick of his finger, the swirling snowflakes brought out a bright cold light and shot directly at the Fire Qilin.
A few thin petals fluttered in the wind.
But even with these petals, Huo Qilin's eyes were full of fear: "Prince Moon God, he is indeed an existence that cannot be ignored!"
Hiss! The strange purple Kirin's origin fire also burst out. He raised the Fire Kirin sword finger and pointed it forward lightly, "Prince Moon God, maybe you can bear this name!"~.-~