Immediately afterwards, the dry corpse dismantled the rusty war knife on his waist, this war knife was a fierce soldier, and he had definitely drunk the blood of Tianzun.

The dry corpse handed over the saber, Su Luo frowned slightly, and took it with both hands, as if he understood the meaning of the dry corpse.

The saber is a celestial weapon, and it is a saber that the dry corpse carried with him before he died.

Now that Su Luo has taken it, it is equivalent to accepting what the dry corpse had to do before he died.

During the Song Dynasty, there were only a few generals surnamed Yue.

The dry corpse couldn't speak, but before he fell, he took out a wooden box!

This is the inheritance of the Four Kings!

The dry corpse is a character who died thousands of years ago, and it is the obsession left by the four great feudal kings, and the obsession left before death is left for future generations to take away their inheritance.

The dry corpse only has instinct, and after hearing Su Luo's words, it touched the deepest concern in his heart.

The Four Kings Inheritance was handed over.

After the corpse finished the last figure, he fell to the ground with a bang, and Su Luo buried him back in his place with his own hands, added a few handfuls of soil, waved his hand and took out the sacrifices, and paid tribute to the ancestors of their Han clan who had died in battle!

The tomb keeper appeared, his eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "The four kings are rare enlightened people, they don't attach so much importance to their inheritance, and they leave a message before they die, but all the descendants of Yan and Huang can cultivate their way, and they don't need to practice the teacher's ceremony!" ”

Su Luo nodded lightly and accepted the dusty box.

The grave keeper was surprised: "Aren't you going to open it and take a look?" ”

"I said that I came in for the people outside, looking for a martial arts path, the inheritance of the four kings, I will choose someone to inherit on it, and I will not insult them."

Su Luo whispered.

Although the grave keeper didn't say it, he couldn't help but glance at Su Luo in his heart, knowing that this was a man of his word.

The more people like this, the stronger and more terrifying the Dao heart becomes.

Therefore, the tomb keeper personally led the way for Su Luo to the Demi-Holy Sepulchre.

Su Luo suddenly asked, "You have existed for thousands of years, where were you born?" ”

"The place I remember has long since disappeared with the war."

The grave keeper seemed to have no emotion.

Su Luo was keenly aware that this person was born on the ground, and he was definitely not a person from the Five Desolations.

The color of his skin and eyes, as well as his conversation, undoubtedly prove that the grave keeper is a native of the country.

However, he guarded here, unable to leave the burial area of His Holiness, and did not care about the affairs on the ground, perhaps for his personal reasons.

Or if you have cultivated for too long, very little of your humanity has been worn out.

A hill in the distance gradually revealed, and the tomb keeper personally took action to disperse the dense fog here for Su Luo, otherwise Su Luo's body would not be able to bear it.

The tomb keeper said indifferently: "This is the Half-Holy Tomb, give you an hour, if you can't get it, quit yourself, otherwise the dense fog will erode your corpse and make you turn into a corpse here." ”

Su Luo walked all the way and saw a lot of corpses, which should be people who have entered the Venerable Burial like him over the years.

Maybe there are also people sent by Qin Gui who want to obtain some exercises.

Su Luo looked at the hill and the huge monument in front of him, which was thirty meters high.

Demi-Holy Sepulchre.

is a very short three words, it seems that the person who erected the monument did not want future generations to know too much about these deceased, and perhaps deliberately concealed something.

But if you don't erect a monument to these characters, it seems unreasonable.

simply set up a monument with a title.

Su Luo stood in front of the Half-Holy Monument, his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed, "There is something wrong with this Monument!" ”

The grave keeper smiled strangely, stood in the distance and beckoned to Su Luo, signaling to take care, he couldn't help anything that happened next.

Su Luo stood in front of the inscription and felt a strong crisis.

This sense of crisis made Su Luo's eyes burst into light, and when he closed his eyes and felt carefully, there was a faint heartbeat sound from the thirty-meter-high stone stele.

That's not right!

The inscription is a dead thing, and it is impossible to hear the sound of a heartbeat.

Could it be a stone fetus?

Born with a stone fetus, it is extremely difficult to conceive, born and raised, and if you want to form a climate, unless it is the source stone of heaven and earth at the beginning of the birth of the earth, there is a glimmer of possibility.

Looking at the universe, countless years ago, only a handful of stone fetuses were born.

But this kind of creature can be called the Holy Spirit, born saints.

Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't believe that such a thing would be bred on the earth.

If it was really conceived, Su Luo wouldn't mind taking away its creation.

Su Luo has grown from a mortal to a male lord of the fairy world, and when he should be ruthless, he will not hesitate.

And born with a stone fetus, that's not a good stubble.

This kind of thing, every time it is born, it will cause a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, there is no distinction between good and evil, they don't know right or wrong, maybe killing is just a small thing they think they want.

Moreover, in this place, the stone fetus that was conceived absorbed the mist and grown, once it was born, it would inevitably be extremely angry.

What a murderer!

Besides, this stele doesn't look like a stone fetus.

Su Luo was holding a black sword, and the secret grave keeper was startled and speechless.

This young man, really evil, dared to draw his sword in front of the half-holy tomb!

It's really looking for death!

Sure enough.

The stele erupted with an extremely terrifying aura, full of oppression, even if Tianzun was here, I am afraid that he would not be able to bear its weight.

Su Luo didn't have the slightest sense, his eyes were sharp, he stared at the stone tablet, and said indifferently: "The corpse in the fetus, I thought it was a natural stone fetus, but it seems that I still look down on you!" ”

Su Luo followed his breath and instantly sensed that what was sealed inside the stone tablet was a corpse.

An extremely powerful corpse, with terrifying qi and blood, not corroded by the mist, sealed all its power in the stone tablet, and moistened the corpse.

When the grave keeper heard this, he was shocked and said, "The corpse is in the womb? This kind of magic skill, how can she cultivate! ”

The tomb keeper was extremely shocked, he was titled a half-saint, and he was already close to a saint in the world, how could he cultivate magic skills!

This kind of demonic secret technique in the corpse has been lost back then, and few people know about it.

No one expected that this demi-saint, although he died, was not willing to disappear, but left the means, sealed the body in the stone tablet, and used magic to help her return again.

Will the corpse fetus conceived by the corpse fetus still be the original her?

Yes and no!

But the stele fell silent inexplicably, and I guess I didn't expect that a strange young man would see through her details at a glance.

It's kind of scary!

Su Luo said softly: "The martial arts inheritance on the ground is all severed, the Venerables are all pseudo-venerable, and the cultivation exercises at all levels are extremely scarce, I want you to quench all the exercises of the body." ”

One sentence made the things inside the stele a little angry.

Su Luo didn't say a word, the black sword in his hand was strongly inserted into the stone tablet, as if piercing into a person's body, scarlet blood flowed out, and a large amount of blood qi surged out.

There was a terrible scream from inside the stele, which made the scalp tingle.

Su Luo was expressionless, as long as he said something.

If you don't give it, then you will kill!

This group of so-called ancestors thousands of years ago left behind the scourge of the Five Desolations, poisoned future generations, and brought the martial arts inheritance into the grave, so that now there are soldiers killed in the military department every day.

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