Chapter 915: cost

Chen Yang's words caused the entire ruins to fall into a short silence.
Yin wind bursts, all kinds of decadent power auras intertwined, forming a huge resentment that soars into the sky, like a ghost of a demon, appearing occasionally in the darkness.
Stronger than Chen Yang, facing the unconscious aura of these ancients, his expressions were a bit ugly, he directly transported his vigorous power body, and made a covert resistance.
I don't know how long it has passed. The ancient man sleeping in the black coffin made a hoarse laugh: "Chen Yang, what are you talking about, an ancient and uninteresting fable?"
"The battle outside the sky, although we have seen it with our own eyes. However, the ancient is far from the standard of awakening. As for the beast you mentioned...hehe, the one who has forgotten his glory Stupid beast, what can it do with a madman?"
Hearing this, Chen Yang curled his lips a little strangely.
This crazy old man actually called others a lunatic. This strange feeling made Chen Yang a little bit at a loss as to what to say.
But Chen Yang still insisted: "At least this can prove that I did not falsify what I said. The ancient gods, the beast gods who regained their power, have all appeared. I know that you have named yourself in the ruins to preserve your strength and not be deceived. The laws of heaven and earth wear away. But you are always paying attention to the situation in the world. So many big things have happened today, don't you have any ideas?"
At the end, Chen Yang's tone was close to questioning.
Although these ancients are close to madness, everyone's brain is somewhat abnormal, but this does not mean that they are useless.
Especially the black coffin in the center, the ancient person in it is probably a powerful existence that once swept the real martial arts domain. After all, a powerful person who can feel suffocated by just a coercion, before he has achieved a heavenly person, the entire True Martial Domain cannot find a few.
The voice in the black coffin fell silent for a moment, and then, he did not agree with or deny Chen Yang's words, his tone was a bit joking, and he said lightly: "My fellow colleagues, Chen Yang, a rebel, you have already heard The picture that appeared on the Zenith indeed proved that there was nothing to hide his words, and there were indeed some problems in the human world. The powerful of the gods should be the desolate who was stronger than the Absolute God in the ancient times. He was stronger by the human race. The person has cut off the vitality of the body, but the consciousness is immortal, and it has been lurking until today. Through the resurrection of the idiot of the heavenly gate, this is all true.
When the voice in the black coffin said this, he paused for a while before continuing: "Then, express your thoughts, fellow practitioners. Although Chen Yang is still naive, he is not wrong. This world needs us. The power of the world. We ancients are isolated from the world, not only to survive, but to protect the world."
"But, you know my character and don't like to make a decision in one word. If you have any ideas, you can also say it. No matter what kind of decision it is, I will respect it."
As his voice fell and echoed in this ruin, the aura in many coffins was a little shocked, as if it could not be restrained, exuding an extremely powerful aura.
Chen Yang watched this scene quietly, his expression changing again and again.
But he did not speak.
He knows the rules of the ancients.
These old monsters, although on the surface they are respected by one person, in fact, they are all powerhouses who have been amazing for an era. If there is no accident, it will be no problem to become a man.
How can such a terrifying existence surrender to one person at will?
There is no real leader among the ancients. Once there is any plan, everyone needs to vote together.
This is a rule that has been decided thousands of years ago, even tens of thousands of years ago.
That's why Chen Yang didn't interrupt, waiting for these ancient people to discuss a solution.
"The old man has no opinion."
Finally, in a sarcophagus close to the black coffin, the old voice slowly said: "As you said, we are old immortals, in addition to prolonging our lives, our main purpose is to protect this world. Now there are powerful enemies in the world. , Even the enemies from outside the sky will show up back then, and if we continue to lurch, isn't it the same as the old things outside the sky?"
Speaking of Tianwaitian, the breath in the sarcophagus became even more volatile, as if something had been thought of.
But the ancient man in the sarcophagus did not stop, and continued: "The old man knows that most of you have your own considerations. But many times, things will not go as smoothly as we expected. Even if the plan is perfect. If you are not careful, you will lose all the games. This truth, I believe you all understand."
"Humph!"
A crazy voice said, "Nevertheless, I don't believe this traitor."
His breath, like a stormy sea, swept all around, and directed at Chen Yang: "Among us, even if we die, no one broke the rules and left early. This guy broke the rules of the ancients for many years, but was not affected by anything. Punishment, if now because of his short words, we are going to leave the mountain, wouldn't it be his intention?"
In a group of ancient people, there are also many people who abide by the rules. The ancients cannot rebel, cannot leave, especially cannot take the initiative to leave.
This is the first group of ancient people, no one can break the rules laid down, and no one can still be at ease after breaking.
Chen Yang's existence is a shame to the ancients and at the same time a provocation to the rules of the ancients.
Letting him continue to live is a trade-off between cleaning up traitors and rules. If it weren't for the ancients who couldn't leave or leave, it wouldn't be difficult for these lunatics to tear up a Chen Yang.
However, obeying the rules of the ancients does not mean that the group of old lunatics can let Chen Yang swagger to them and use a disaster that has not yet been determined to make them ignore the behavior of this traitor.
So after this slightly crazy voice sounded, some of the ancients in the sarcophagus temporarily suppressed the thoughts of coming out of the mountain and began to target Chen Yang.
"Anyway, a traitor is a traitor. If you don't pay the price, what is the meaning of the ancient rules?"
"Back then, he was like a bereavement dog. He joined our ancients. After using our power to solve the enemy, he took the initiative to leave. This is the most shameless betrayal!
"Grab him, take his skin, and seal his body in the ancient coffin forever, so that he can understand what will happen if he betrayed the ancient one!"
Those crazy voices began to clamor.
Even the neutrals, as well as the traditional ancients who agreed with Chen Yang's disaster and planned to come out to save the world, were silent at this time.
No rules, no standards.
The most important thing that the ancients can stand to this day is that they abide by the rules. It's fine if Chen Yang doesn't come back. Now he is back in front of the ancients. No one can stop those crazy guys and complete the maintenance of the rules.
"Chen Yang, what do you think?"
When those distorted and crazy consciousness soared into the sky, forming a terrifying atmosphere, the voice in the black coffin slowly sounded, and at the same time suppressed everyone's breath, and asked Chen Yang: "Everyone's Attitude, you have also seen it. It is not that we refuse to help out. The real key lies not in us, but in you."
"As a member of the ancients, you should understand what the rules mean to us."
"In order to guard this rule, so many of our lives have come to an end in meaningless consumption. Now you come to ask us to come out of the mountain, then we also have a requirement."
The sound in the black coffin ends here.
The other sarcophagi did not breathe outside.
But Chen Yang understood his unfinished words and whispered: "You mean, I must give my life before I can go out of the mountain?"
"This is not what we meant."
The voice in the black coffin said calmly: "This is the price you need to pay, Chen Yang, everything has its value. We are not worthless when we shoot. Your life is the bargaining chip."