The pure and loud cry of a baby remembers in the depths of the ruins, breaking this colorless world, like a bright lighthouse on the dark sea, guiding the two teenagers forward.

Su Yuan and Pang Jing followed Bai Zhen'er's voice and hurried forward, and after a while, they saw a faint cyan firelight, the firelight flickered coldly, and they couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

The light of the fire came from the four burning stoves, and in the middle of the furnace was an altar more than a foot high, and in the center of the altar, there was a swaddling cloth, and the sound came from the swaddling clothes.

Sure enough, it was Bai Zhen'er.

The two teenagers were about to step forward, but suddenly stopped, and a dangerous aura spread in the air, quickly surrounding them.

There were seven statue guards in front of the furnace, and the one in the middle suddenly opened his dark red eyes, his eyes were dull, but the cold light that shot out of them made them feel as if they were being licked by two scorching flames, and their hearts were extremely cold.

The cold eyes and flaming aura made them rise and fall between ice and fire.

The faces of the two teenagers became more and more solemn, and they hesitated in place for a while, this aura was too strong, making their faces cold.

The ground shook slightly, and a series of dense cracking sounds suddenly came from the head of the statue, and several cracks cracked on the surface, and the cracking sound became louder and louder, quickly extending and spreading to all sides, and after a while, it fell from the statue.

The contours of the statue's guards slowly revealed, their resolute and stiff faces, and their hollow eyes, as if an ancient person who had been sleeping for thousands of years, had finally woken up at this moment.

The statue erupted with a shocking momentum, and the dust on his body had accumulated over the years and the rocks had peeled off.

The guardian raised the long sword in his hand and said slowly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, foreign intruder, your breath of life invigorates me, I need your soul, sacrifice it to me, I will let him shine brightly, and your soul will be with the necromantic guard." ”

The rolling momentum overwhelmed Su Yuan and Pang Jing almost out of breath, and the dangerous aura told them that the best choice at this time was to stay away from this guardian, and yet, Bai Zhen'er was close in front of them, how could they abandon it.

"It's like we've run into a horrible guy, maybe it's a holy realm. A fine bead of sweat oozed from Su Yuan's forehead, trying his best to control his oppressed aura.

Pang Jing exhaled a long breath, suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and reluctantly smiled: "It's really scary, but I, Pang Jing, have never retreated without a fight." ”

Su Yuan whispered in Pang Jing's ear: "I'll try to hold this guy back later, you rescue Bai Zhen'er first, and go as far as possible." ”

Pang Jing shook his head and objected, "Although we are good brothers, I won't give you this kind of good thing, after all, there are not many opportunities to encounter a holy realm." ”

Su Yuan said in a deep voice: "Your injuries have not healed, so don't be strong." ”

Pang Jing insisted: "No matter what, I won't run away alone, I have to go together, I have to fight, of course, I have to fight together." ”

Su Yuan looked at Pang Jing's resolute expression, sighed lightly, and smiled helplessly: "Well, we are not fighting for anything else today, only for our long-lasting friendship." ”

Pang Jing laughed loudly, "It's exactly what I want." ”

The two teenagers faced the amazing necromantic guards side by side, not retreating an inch, and for a while, the momentum was not weaker than the guards, and the momentum of the oppression was also forced back several feet at this moment.

Both of them were silent, the rhetoric just now was just to add momentum to each other, in this ruin, the way to come can no longer be found, let alone whether there is an exit, the temporary escape is just a moment of breathing, in this case, it is better to fight, in the face of this unpredictable strength of the defender, they don't know what kind of battle they are about to face, but before that, they can at least give themselves some confidence.

The necromantic guard stepped forward, shaking the ground for a while, and the momentum of the waves rushed to his face, and the two teenagers faced the surging air waves, and their hearts tightened into a ball.

Although the armor on the necromantic guard's body was mottled and covered with rust, the heavy long sword still flashed with a cold light, he slowly raised the sword and pointed it at the two teenagers, Sen Ran's sword qi instantly broke through the defense of the teenagers, and reached the bottom of his heart, the two of them were restrained by the invisible momentum at this time, and the breath was running hard, and it was difficult to move for a while.

Seeing that the long sword that flashed with cold light was about to fall, the two of them let out a loud shout, and the suppressed aura in their bodies broke out of their bodies, breaking through the shackles of the guardians.

The boundless sword qi poured out and fell on the heads of the two teenagers, and the two figures retreated to the side dozens of feet away, barely able to avoid the attack of the defenders.

The sword qi hit the ground, forming a huge ravine, and the entire altar shook, and the rocks that had long been eroded by the years fell sparsely from above, revealing the red rocks full of blood, it turned out that those that fell were just heavy dust attached to the altar, and the rocks that were wrapped below exuding an eternal aura were the original appearance of the altar.

Although the two teenagers dodged the attack, their bodies were also shaken by the aftermath of the attack, and the power of the Necromantic Guard's blow was too powerful.

The necromantic guard slowly turned around again, and a sword from afar slashed down at the young man, and the two did not dare to resist hard, and rolled again to dodge.

After landing again, Su Yuan was suddenly a little surprised, although the defender's attack was already powerful, but in terms of the momentum exuded by the defender, his strength should be far more than that, and his movements and breath were obviously difficult, as if after suddenly waking up from a deep sleep for ten thousand years, his body was not running smoothly, and most importantly, he couldn't feel the slightest emotional fluctuation from the necromantic guard, his movements and expressions were stiff as if he was a soulless body, and all his movements were instinctive reactions.

Seeing that the necromantic guards were about to attack again, Su Yuan hurriedly shouted to Pang Jing: "He seems to be different from what we imagined, let's attack separately." ”

Pang Jing thought for a while and understood what Su Yuan meant, and the two immediately separated in two directions, pinning down the necromantic guard in the middle, and the necromantic guard stopped for a moment, as if he didn't know how to deal with the two teenagers for a while.

The situation of the necromantic guards is actually not far from Su Yuan's speculation, after being imprisoned for 100,000 years, although their bodies do not dissolve, but their souls are gradually dying, only through sleep to slow down the speed of disappearance, but even so, now it is incomplete, so they are eager to use secret methods to collect other people's souls through the altar to replenish, at this time they are awakened by evil spirits, and the necromantic guards are more just relying on instinct to fight, and the strength they can exert is very limited.

Seeing the necromantic guard hesitate, Su Yuan suddenly said, "You go and save Bai Zhen'er, I'm here to contain him." ”

Although they still couldn't compete head-on with the ancient defenders, it was not difficult to dodge his attacks, so this time, Pang Jing didn't shirk anymore, and his figure flew towards the altar.

At the same time, Su Yuan slashed out in the air, and a sword light shot towards the defender's head.

However, the necromantic guard turned a blind eye to Su Yuan's attack, and his head was hit by the sword light, only shaking a few times. In the next moment, the figure suddenly crashed into Pang Jing, Pang Jing couldn't dodge, and was hit and shot away, drawing a gully of dozens of zhang diagonally on the ground, and the defender followed closely and stepped on Pang Jing who fell to the ground, Pang Jing suddenly turned over and dodged in embarrassment.

The necromantic guard raised his long sword, and another sword slashed down, and the thick sword qi roared out, and it struck Pang Jing with a boom.

Pang Jing was shocked in his heart, his breath gushed out, and he blasted out with a punch, and at this time, a figure shot towards the sword qi and slashed out.

The two of them struck together and finally blocked the sword qi, but they were also knocked away by the qi and fell to the ground, and their bodies were injured to varying degrees.

Su Yuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "He doesn't seem to want people to get close to the altar, so whoever approaches the altar will be attacked by him first, and later, we will rush over at the same time, and then ......" He whispered a few words in Pang Jing's ear.

Pang Jing nodded, the two swept towards the necromantic guards at the same time, the guards swept towards the two with a sword, and the two teenagers moved sideways to the side to dodge, the moment Pang Jing's figure just landed was like an altar rushing away, although the necromantic guard's body was slightly sluggish, but the speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with Pang Jing, and slashed down with a sword, and Pang Jing was already prepared, dodged to the side again, and then bypassed the guards, and ran diagonally towards the altar without hurrying, and the necromantic guards chased after him.

Su Yuan saw that the necromantic guard was attracted to it, and immediately flew away, and came to the altar in a moment.

Standing on the altar, a strong smell of blood came to my face...... Bright red blood stains were painted all over the surface, and there were three strange symbols in the center of the altar, as if containing mysterious powers, which was full of ancient and ancient atmosphere, and there was a faint intricate and low chanting in his ears, making him feel like he was ten thousand years ago, seeing a group of singing and dancing sacrifices chanting ancient and mysterious incantations.

The loud cry broke Su Yuan's moment of trance, and he immediately swept to Bai Zhen'er's side, Bai Zhen'er looked at Su Yuan in a daze, and the crying gradually stopped, as if as long as she saw this young man, she would have an infinite sense of security.

Seeing that Bai Zhen'er was fine, Su Yuan's heart let go of a little, he had just picked up Bai Zhen'er, and suddenly heard Pang Jing's hurried shout: "Be careful." ”

The dangerous aura struck in an instant, Su Yuan hurriedly rolled forward, and a sword qi slashed at Su Yuan's position, the altar shook violently, and the dust around it was lifted and shaken down, but the red rocks on the surface of the altar did not leave a trace.

The necromantic guards had already given up pursuing Pang Jing and reflexively rushed towards Su Yuan.

Pang Jing saw Su Yuan, who seemed to be in a daze, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up." ”

As soon as Su Yuan was about to get up, he saw the body of the white-fronted tiger that had died next to him, as well as the two tiger cubs under its body, but one of them may have been frightened by the battle just now, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the other ran towards him, obviously recognizing this young man who had been with him for a while.

Su Yuan ignored the tiger cub, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw a pitch-black stone tablet next to the body of the white-fronted tiger, and the moment he caught a glimpse of the inscription, Su Yuan's gaze froze, he seemed to be impacted by an indescribable torrent, and a burst of indescribable complex emotions welled up in his heart, as if in an instant, something was about to flow from the bottom of his heart, and he desperately wanted to grasp it, and then, those invisible, elusive things flowed away quietly without hindrance.

The inscription echoed in his heart for a long time: The end of death is for eternal life.