Xudu, also known as a ghost town.

Since ancient times, this place has been considered by the world to be the destination of people after death, and the facilities in the capital are all according to the world's fantasy of the underworld.

Such as the Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Vain Death City, Yama Temple, Wangxiang Tower, Lechuan River, Sansheng Stone, Eighteen Layers of Hell, Nai He Bridge, Six Paths of Reincarnation and so on.

This is a kind of cultural inheritance that has been rooted in the bones of China for thousands of years, although it is denied by today's scientific view.

But it still satisfies the curiosity of the world.

Therefore, located in the land of Bayu, Xudu has become a tourist attraction, and countless tourists come here every year to get close to the feudal psychology that they are most unwilling to accept and cannot hold.

On Huangquan Road.

When Ye Chen and the others chased after this place, they found that the two people who had fled in front suddenly disappeared.

Luo Tianya frowned and said, "It's strange, these two people are about to catch up, how could they suddenly disappear?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is Huangquan Road, known as the place where ghosts are connected. Ye Chen spoke slowly.

Everyone couldn't help but look around, but what they saw was a quiet path, and from a distance, it looked like a human tongue.

On both sides of the path, there are no bright flowers, and there are no lush trees.

Instead, there are tombstones, with no end in sight, and there are no weeds beside them, just white flowers and candles still burning.

As the cold wind blew, the candlelight went out, and the petals quietly floated in the air, like white paper money to commemorate the deceased under the tombstones.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The cold wind wept like a cry, like a cry, as if telling the people who arrived here everything that had been.

Low, mournful, desolate......

Someone gradually followed behind him, but without exception, he was shocked by the countless tombstones in front of him.

There are so many tombstones in the city!

"How so, how can it be like this!!"

Someone suddenly muttered to himself: "I have been here, at that time, there were only artificially carved flowers around Huangquan Road, why are there so many tombstones all of a sudden?"

The hearts of the people were shocked.

Didn't think he's crazy.

Because this capital is just a tourist attraction, everything is modeled after the legendary capital of Xudu.

A strong man gasped and said, "I feel like we're close to a secret ...... that no one knows."

At this time, the old man with the sword stepped on the sword light and fell in front of a tombstone, and the whole person was stunned.

"Kunwu Sage, fell in 370 B.C., before he died, he killed one person for nine days, and punished the three great immortals in a row......"

I saw his figure tremble, and an extremely hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth.

As his voice fell!

The scene was silent.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of countless people.

Sage!

It turned out to be a saint's tomb!

The sword-wielding old man's gaze fell on the tombstone in front of him, where there was a short sword stuck in the grave bag.

It's just that the short sword has long since decayed, and it is obvious that in the long years, the spirit inside has also fallen.

"Whoosh......"

Another strong man fell in front of a tombstone, and read in his mouth: "Cangxuan Sage, who fell in 370 BC, did not hesitate to blow himself up before he died, beheaded the five immortals, and severely injured eight people!"

"The Chiyang Sage, who fell in 370 BC, intercepted an extraterritorial great sect in Kunlun Mountain with his own strength, and finally died in battle!"

"Tian Yuan Sage, who fell in 371 BC, was besieged and died by the Seven Great Immortals who sacrificed their lives......"

"Brian Great Demon Guide Saint, fell in 375 BC, did not hesitate to lose his life, used the Holy Light Technique to defend a city, and fought to the last man......"

"Miyafuta Sword Saint, who fell in 390 BC, at the cost of sacrificing reincarnation, swung the last sword of his life to the sky......"

"Amor Wolf Emperor ......"

“......”

As the handwriting on the tombstones was interpreted one by one, everyone's faces became more and more ugly, and in the end, there were waves of turmoil in their hearts.

Dead silence, dead silence!

No one spoke, everyone was frantically digesting the information on the tombstone, only to feel thunder rolling in their minds.

One hundred tombstones!

There are a hundred tombstones here!

And the owner of the tombstone was a saint during his lifetime!

In other words, there are a hundred saints buried here!

Even though it is the revival of the aura, there are almost no saints alive in the world, and quasi-saints are already the highest level at present!

And yet there are a hundred saints buried here!

How is this not shocking!!

"Hahahaha!"

A crazy laughter broke the dead silence, and I saw a person with a man's head scattered and a crazy laugh on his face: "Fake, it must be fake, I don't believe it, hahaha......"

He laughed as he kicked down a tombstone.

"Bastard!"

"Presumptuous!"

Such a rude scene of this person immediately angered most of the people present, and the old man with a sword slashed over: "This is the sleeping place of the saints of my human race, how dare you desecrate !!"

The man was struck off by a sword, and then he flew out, and then he woke up, and then he burst out crying.

"The fall of the Hundred Saints, the fall of the Hundred Saints!!"

Some people also cried: "What has my human race experienced, why did the Hundred Saints fall here!"

Despair, desperation!

The saint is already a legendary being, considered the most powerful, but it still falls, and there are hundreds of them when they fall.

How can they, the would-be saints, accept it, how can they not despair about it!!

Ye Chen stepped out in one step, scanning each tombstone in turn, and his face became solemn.

"Tomb of the Saints, Tomb of the Saints!!"

Luo Tianya's mood collapsed, and this extremely confident son of heaven was also sad: "Among the hundred tombstones here, there are more than 50 of them !! my country."

"I understand, I finally get it!"

Ye Chen set off ripples in his heart: "No wonder the Kunlun Ruins have disappeared, no wonder the Kunlun Ruins Saints have broken the road......"

"Original...... It turns out that most of them are dead and buried here!"

He clenched his fists and looked at the lines of handwriting on the tombstone with a sad face: "The time difference between the life and death of these people is between 370 BC and 270 BC, a full hundred years, and these hundred years must have experienced a catastrophe!"

Huangquan Ancestor walked over at this time, and his eyes focused on a tombstone, which read.

"The Chiyang Sage, who fell in 370 BC, intercepted an extraterritorial great sect in Kunlun Mountain with his own strength, and finally died in battle!"

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "Ye Daoyou, the ancestor suspects that the great tribulation you are talking about should be related to the powerhouses outside the territory!"

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(ps: Chapter 4, this book to today December 10, 2019 broke a thousand chapters, thank you for your companionship along the way, some people say, companionship is the most affectionate confession, here, I solemnly express my gratitude to everyone, but also apologize for the previous update problems, it will be the new year soon, I will keep a good state to create more wonderful stories for everyone, and also accept everyone's future supervision and criticism, and correct them one by one, thank you!)