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Chapter 201 Burial of Dragon Ridge, Wanshen Mountain!

"Five hundred years, I'm here again~"

Standing under the sky, the treacherous Daoist steps on the void, looking into the distance with his indifferent eyes.

In the voice, there is a little emotion!

In addition, there is a touch of complexity...

at the same time.

Qin Zhanmo, who was held in his hands, also came to his senses. When he saw that he was taken to a mysterious and unfamiliar place by Daoist, his pupils could not help shrinking.

this moment!

He could clearly feel the surging murderous aura in the surrounding space.

Even, in the deepest part of the distance, there is boundless terror. Just looking at it, you can feel the endless vicious aura, like a rolling river, surging.

To destroy him!

This is the first time he has come to such a fierce place!

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Qin Zhanmo asked coldly.

He struggled to get rid of the control of the strange Daoist, but no matter how hard he struggled, even with all his strength, he couldn't break free.

Seeing this scene, his heart instantly sank into the abyss...

"Stop doing unnecessary struggles!"

"Although you have just awakened the Innate Sun Sacred Body, and your strength has soared, reaching the perfection of the mythical realm, but to me, you are still an ant."

"If you have a successful Sacred Body, I'd be afraid of three points, but now, just be honest."

"Next, you will see unparalleled wonders that you will never see in your life, and you will also know some ancient secrets that even ancient Powers don't know."

"For you, this is a great luck!"

"After all, ordinary people don't have this chance..."

An extremely indifferent voice came from the mouth of the strange Daoist.

Hearing this, Qin Zhanmo froze in his heart.

Brows furrowed!

He didn't understand Daoist's words!

However, from the tone of his voice, it seems to be an old monster?

"Could it be... has surpassed Deva?"

hiss~

Thinking of this, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The fear in my heart is getting stronger and stronger!

As for Qin Zhanmo's reaction, Wei Daoist just glanced at it lightly and stopped talking.

call out!

He glanced at the distant void for a few moments, and then he stepped out abruptly, and his figure instantly disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already under a mountain...

With it as the center, the surrounding is endless!

"Here... is the Buried Dragon Ridge?"

Looking at the huge mountain in front of him and the surrounding scene, Qin Zhanmo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a great panic instantly rose from the bottom of his heart.

He was once fortunate enough to have seen a scroll handed down from ancient times in the Demon Suppression Division, and the pattern recorded on it was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

It's also a big mountain, and the surrounding area is endless!

According to Qin Zhanmo's understanding, the ancient scroll was drawn by an ancient great magician, and it recorded the deepest scene of the Dragon Burial Ridge.

Now, he has seen the exact same place as recorded in the ancient scrolls, which proves that he was brought to the Buried Dragon Ridge by the treacherous Daoist.

And, it's still the deepest!

Here, there is great terror!

The ancient Power who drew the image is said to have perished shortly after walking out of the Dragon Burial Ridge...

"Who are you? What's the purpose of bringing me here to Bury the Dragon Ridge?"

Qin Zhanmo questioned again.

"Who am I, you don't need to know, and you don't have the right to know!"

"This is indeed the Dragon Burial Ridge, and it is also the place where all the peerless powerhouses throughout the ages want to come, but are also afraid of coming."

"Take a good look here, in three days, you will be one of them..."

An indifferent voice sounded slowly.

Say it.

Before Qin Zhanmo could react, Daoist stepped out in one step and took him directly to the top of the Wanzhang Mountain.

In an instant, a huge square came into view!

In the center of it stands an ancient and mysterious altar.

And under the altar, there is an ancient well...

Only now did Qin Zhanmo understand the meaning of what Daoist said just now. The so-called 'they' didn't refer to those peerless powerhouses at all, but the dead people here.

I saw that the base of the ancient altar was made of the bones of a huge beast, and the body of the altar was made of human-shaped bones.

High, eight hundred feet!

Occupying a third of the square...

"Sigh~"

"It's all made of corpses? It's scary~"

Qin Zhanmo's eyes were full of shock.

The altar in front of him is completely built from the bones of the practitioners, and most of those bones are as crystal clear as jade, and even entangled with a powerful breath.

Obviously, these people were all strong in life!

However, they were all dead.

Not only that, the corpse was also built into an altar, which made Qin Zhanmo feel both shocked and inexplicable fear and anxiety.

"The 800-foot-high altar, how many strong people will die?"

He can't imagine it!

"Does it feel shocking?"

"Every corpse on this altar was a strong man sitting on one side during his lifetime, and any one of them can overwhelm the world of the gods."

"However, they are all dead!"

"Do you know why these people died? Not for anything else, just for that chance of life..."

Speaking of which.

Especially when it comes to the word "silver of life", there is obviously a slight fluctuation in Daoist's mood. He seems to be sighing and sighing.

Or, look forward to it!

Afterwards, he ignored whether Qin Zhanmo understood, and his indifferent eyes turned to the distant space again.

The sound gradually became misty...

"This world is a cage."

"Everyone wants to live, but in the end they have to face Death, because they have pursued the strength of their lives, but they are still too weak."

"Cultivation is a lifetime, and in the end...it's still an ant!"

"In the endless years, I don't know how many people have followed one after another, and one after another strong man has come to the Buried Dragon Ridge, but they all died here in the end."

"Their corpses were built into this altar representing the 'silver line of life'."

"What you see is only the surface; in fact, not only this altar, but the mountain under your feet is also made of the bones of countless people."

"It has a name called Wanshen Mountain!"

Weird Daoist said quietly.

At this time, an inexplicable aura emerged from his whole body, like sadness, like sigh.

Wanshen Mountain?

Qin Zhanmo shook his head.

He had never heard the name!

However, the whole mountain was made of bones, which shocked him.

Originally, in his cognition, the 800-zhang-high altar was already scary enough. How could he know that compared to the 800-zhang-high altar, this 10,000-zhang mountain was truly terrifying.

It's all corpses, how many people have to die?

"Then... what's the use here?"

"Of course, live!"

Weird Daoist replied lightly.

live?

So simple?

Qin Zhanmo couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

"If you want to know more, you might as well ask the ancestors of your temple in your next life, and they may tell you about Wanshen Mountain."

"After all, they built this place back then..."

boom!

What?

Pantheon was built by the temple?

This news completely stunned Qin Zhanmo, making him unable to return to his senses.

"Impossible, you..."

He wanted to say something.

It's just that Wei Daoist no longer wanted to talk nonsense with him, he waved his hand and threw him onto the altar.

at the same time.

He took out another ancient black copper coffin, and under Qin Zhanmo's incomparably astonished gaze, poured out a sturdy young man...

(End of this chapter)