Chapter 594: The beginning of the sacred road

This is a ramp, with a long lamp hanging from the stone walls on both sides, sprinkling a soft glow.
The building of the light and shadow is like a long and eternal moon, illuminating the road, eternal, and has a quiet and quiet taste.
"This is the place where the lotus is derived?"
When I arrived here, the old man couldn't help but wonder, and went back and forth. He even wanted to get rid of a long lamp and carefully ponder it.
However, it seems that because of jealousy and caution, he hesitated a little, and finally did not put it into practice, just staring at the long-lights carefully watching.
For a long time, I was disappointed: "It turned out to be the most common oil lamp. It is no wonder that it has been burned from ancient times to the present."
"Be careful, this place is a bit too quiet."
Lin looked around and glanced around, and there was a hint of inexplicable tension in his heart, as if in the depths of the road, what was hidden.
He put the broken blade in his hand.
Zhao Jingyi also sacrificed the Jiulong Baoding, and sprinkled Ruiguang, protecting it in the whole body.
They walked along the ramp and headed forward.
The atmosphere is quiet, there is no sound at all, the road is quiet, and the long light shines soft and lustrous, not dark, but this deadly atmosphere is chilling.
Not long after, the distant roads showed a misty glow, just like the flying rain, it was very eye-catching.
"this is?"
Lin searched for a surprise in their hearts, and he saw it clearly. The place where the light was shining, actually sitting on the knees, was very old, wearing a cloak, and a white hair was scattered on the ground.
The misty light and rain is filled with this figure.
At this point, the figure is looking for them in the forest, a pair of pupils are silver, like a silvery sun, giving off a horrible atmosphere.
Lin finds them in a stiff, cold, heart beats, the soul has a restrained incitement, almost collapse.
"not good!"
The old man screamed fiercely, and there was a knife handle in his hand, which released a black halo, which was round and clear, and blocked in front of him, resisting the breath of the figure.
Instantly, all the abnormalities faded from the body, so Lin Xun and Zhao Jingyi were both worried and horrified.
Just now, the breath of the figure almost killed them!
"Don't hesitate, this is actually a saint's body!"
The old man was surprised to find that although the figure was awe-inspiring, it was actually a dead body that had no life. It had already died for many years.
This is even more astounding. What a powerful saint, even after death, still maintains a complete form, lifelike, and the atmosphere of the corpse is enough to easily kill all of them!
This is incredible!
If the saint is still alive, how terrible is it?
"This old guy is definitely an amazing existence, but it is here for no reason, and there is no trace of scars. It seems a bit strange."
The old man muttered to himself, a pair of golden pupils continually glanced at the sacred body.
When he spoke, he held the handle and released the round black light, and did not dare to relax.
"This is the saint?"
Lin Xun and Zhao Jingxi are shaking inside.
The king of life and death is already scary enough to make them look up, and the saint is more detached than the king of the dead!
The sage's situation is a kind of transcendental realm that can only be reached after the nine-year long catastrophe. It is superbly sanctified and claimed to be able to live with the heavens and the earth!
Today, there is such a corpse of an ancient saint who appeared in front of him and was seen by his own eyes. The shocking impact, no one can fear to remain calm.
"This robes... seems to be made of 'Stars and Silvers'!"
The old man’s eyes glowed and his breathing was heavy:
Hey, big hand, a star, silver, enough to crush a mountain, heavier than a star, this old guy actually used this treasure to refine one piece. Robe!"
The old hip-hop boy almost came out, his eyes were red, and the stars were robes! This is the treasure of the holy level!
The old man couldn't help himself. He bit his teeth and slammed the handle, and tried to peel off the clothes that the corpse was wearing.
In just one moment, he screamed, was shocked by a terrible force, coughing blood in his mouth, miserable.
If it is not the handle of the hand is extremely miraculous, the black light produced helps him to resolve most of the power. Just this is enough to make him scream.
Lin Xun and Zhao Jing are stunned. This sacred corpse is too powerful. Even if it has died for countless years, it is extremely majestic. For example, the same sacred can be used to suppress all violations.
"Mom, the rumors are actually true, the sacred generation, can not be embarrassed, this is the avenue rule, unless you have the same level of power, otherwise, you can not take this baby."
The old man climbed up from the ground, his face was frustrated and unwilling, and the robes made from the soul of the soul silk! But can't take it away...
Lin Xun and Zhao Jingyu face each other.
This old man was too greedy, but he almost lost his life, but he did not care at all. Instead, he was annoyed that he could not take away the treasure. It was a wonderful flower.
"Daddy, this handle is good in your hand."
Suddenly, Lin found out his voice and stared at the old man. As early as the first time he saw the old man, Lin Xun saw the handle.
It is dark and old, and it is covered with a layer of blood-stained cloth. It looks like a old thing, not surprising.
But it can block the breath of the saint's corpse, which makes it look different.
Suddenly, the old man screamed and cried: "You don't want to fight your mind. This baby is the root of the king's life. After the king wakes up, he has always been with the king. You dare to misbehave. Desperate with you!"

Can you show me?

"No!"
The old man refused to talk, not to discuss.
Lin searched for a sigh, no longer tempted, he has seen that this thing has a vital significance for the old.
"Hurry up and watch the star soul robes, and you can't take it away. This is the most tortured torture in the world."
The old man is heartbroken.
They avoided the sacred body and continued on.
It was only a long time before I walked, and I found another corpse. It was a young lion. It was as big as a cow, and the fur was green and silky. It was also filled with the sacred atmosphere.
Undoubtedly, this young lion is also a horrible creature in the ancient times who set foot on the Cause!
"Ruyi! Amazing treasure!"
The old man’s eyes were red again, and he found that the blue lion’s mouth was holding a white jade-like jade, and it was a sacred atmosphere.
Unfortunately, he did not dare to try again. When he left, his heart was bleeding and his chest was full.
In this way, along the way, from time to time, they found the sacred corpse, one after another, all in perfect form, can not see where the injury, just like sitting in a dead.
This made Lin Xun and Zhao Jingyu numb their scalp, and their hearts were rolling. In ancient times, how could there be so many saints fallen here?
What is the origin of this martyrdom?
The old man mourned all the way, his face was green, and he looked like a resentful one, because it found one baby after another, all from the hands of the saints, but they could not take them away, which made him look like a rich man. It’s going to go crazy.
"If it weren't for the handle of the old man's hand, most of us couldn't come here at all, and it was already dead..."
Lin Xun realized that he had a serious problem and he was afraid of it.
I thought that this time I cracked the secret on the altar and found a way to represent the "one of the past", so I could find a chance.
Who ever thought that this opportunity would be a martyrdom that had fallen into the bodies of many saints, and it seemed too dangerous and unpredictable.
"Is this not going to be a dead end? Even the saints are dead in it, will we... repeat the same mistakes?"
Zhao Jingqi is pretty and dignified.
"Hey! The crow mouth!"
The old man yelled, "The more the murderous land, the more hidden the unimaginable chance, these sages die here, does not mean that we can't live alive. And the king concluded that the opportunity of this place must still exist, not taken go."
Lin Xun did not believe the old man's inference. He turned his head and looked back, but was surprised to find that the path has disappeared!
It’s really gone, there’s darkness, not to mention the path, and the sacred corpses seen along the way are not seen.
"We have no turning back..."
Lin finds the sound bitter, and the heart is scared. This place seems to be no danger, but it is too secretive and ominous. There is a change between the silent and the silent!
Zhao Jingzhen’s face changed slightly, and he was shocked by this scene.
"Since there is no loop, keep going!"
The old man gnawed his teeth, and his look was full of twilight. "The avenue is fifty, and Tianyan is forty-nine. We are only the only unknown way, and the only way to live. There must be a way to get out of trouble!"
"It can only be like this."
Lin Xun took a deep breath and suppressed the inner movement.
As he continued to move forward, Lin Xun began to observe carefully. Sure enough, when they did not move long, the road behind them would fall into a darkness.
That feeling is like an invisible big hand. In the silent and silent way, the road behind it is completely erased, and the secret can not be said.
The only thing fortunate is that they have not encountered any dangers until this moment.
Of course, if there is no mysterious handle in the hands of the old man on the way, it is the sacred corpse of the sage, which will definitely make them difficult to walk!
Because those corpses are too strong and terrible, people are skeptical that they can kill everything.
How horrible when people like this are alive? They have been dead for so long, and the breath they left is still so terrible. It is really strong.
"There is a door!"
Suddenly, the old man screamed and realized that they had reached the end of the martyrdom.
There is indeed a closed stone gate, which is arched and ancient, filled with the ancient vicissitudes of the face.
In front of Shimen, there was actually a sacred corpse. This is a white man. He sat on the side of the stone door with his knees bent, looking down on the ground, and his right index finger touched the ground.
On the ground, he used his fingertips to portray a sentence -
"The origins come from the roots, but they are not here. The timing is not enough."