443.Chapter 443: The Ancient City of Corpse Mountain
The pressure in everyone's hearts was obviously much less, and they heard Jiang Chen say confidently: "You don't have to worry, it's nothing without strength, we still have faith and wisdom, which is actually enough!"
Thinking about it from another angle, this trap has not been able to kill us at this point, but it still needs to rely on a certain calculation layout to target us, and it is obvious that some donkey skills are already exhausted, so what else do we need to be afraid of?"
"If it is a real killing machine, then there is no need for any layout calculations, and it is enough to directly crush it with a killing array, and this is the case at the moment, which shows that the follow-up killing array is terrible, but it is by no means necessary for us to be unable to resist. ”
Jiang Chen's voice was sonorous and powerful.
Moreover, this sentence is more like a rekindled flame of hope, which fiercely ignites the self-confidence in the hearts of all the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.
Everyone's eyes became incomparably brighter.
At this time, Zhuge Qinhui also stood up, and directly used the power of the bloodline to make a certain deduction, and then he said with great certainty: "Everyone, Zhuge Qinhui, one of the Holy Sons of Tianji Holy Land, what Jiang Chen said is indeed true, this point can be proved by the honor of Tianji Holy Land!
Although this is a trap, we are by no means ants who are casually kneaded by the soul clan, even if they are treated as pigs in captivity, they are also extremely ferocious pigs, and we must not be restrained!"
"What's more, our dead relatives and friends are still watching, watching how we destroy this killing array, how to make that damn layout and plan trap burst! How can we give up at such a moment? When we haven't really died, we give up on ourselves like this!"
"This, how can we be worthy of those relatives and friends who sacrificed their lives and died before?!"
Zhuge Qinhui's tone was also very intense.
And the morale of the scene was also raised to an extreme in such words.
The mood of decadence is gone.
There is only madness, only hatred.
Yes, most of the sons and daughters who died around them were brothers and sisters, relatives, lovers, and even inseparable friends.
These words, like the most fiery stimulus, pierced directly into the depths of everyone's hearts.
This stimulation also made the atmosphere of the scene further climb.
After Zhuge Qinhui finished speaking, he silently took a step back and stood behind Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen glanced at Zhuge Qinhui, and there was a look of appreciation in his eyes.
Obviously, in such an environment as the scene, if even the morale is gone, there is really no way out.
The atmosphere was ignited, Jiang Chen walked out towards the depths of the ancient city, and the holy sons and saints beside him spontaneously hugged together, gathering together, showing incomparable unity.
Stepping into the interior of the ancient city, after walking for hundreds of meters, I passed through the city walls of the ancient city, and at a glance, the desolate land was full of corpses.
Some of the ancient corpses dressed in extremely ancient clothes were scattered everywhere, and the corpses were piled up.
A bunch here, a bunch there.
The clothes on the ancient corpses are as old as the ancient clothes of millions of years ago.
The color is also very old, and the luster is also very dull.
It is completely different from today's wisps of gauze skirts or robes.
Such a costume full of age and mystery, combined with the piles of ancient corpses, is indeed chilling and awe-inspiring.
Jiang Chen stood here and didn't continue to move forward, because on the main road ahead, there was a mountain of ancient corpses blocking the way.
And that inexplicable power of calling seems to have reached the extreme at this time.
Jiang Chen judged that the power of those calls came from all these ancient corpses, and a little silent moaning was like a call from the depths of his heart and soul.
Together, this is an incomparably powerful calling aura.
Jiang Chen locked on these ancient corpses, and finally judged that the power of the call actually came from this.
His mood was a little solemn, and his eyes flickered a little.
But soon, Jiang Chen used the energy of the soul sea and his own soul breath, and tentatively sensed it.
This induction, Jiang Chen seemed to have an understanding, but through the inheritance of the bloodline, he judged that the power contained in it was a kind of ancient ancestral dragon power.
"Ancestral Dragon Power...... Worship the heavens...... Ancestral Dragon Sacrifice to the Heavens...... The power of the ancestral dragon's suppression?"
"Tianshu Ancient Town?"
Jiang Chen's heart was awe-inspiring, as if a corner of his memory had been suddenly torn apart, so he discovered the source and name of this ancient suppressive power.
It's just that the moment I remembered it, I forgot it again, and when I came back to my senses and thought about it carefully, I couldn't capture that memory.
This situation has appeared more than once, and Jiang Chen was still a little entangled in these things that he couldn't remember and couldn't capture.
Now, he has been indifferent, he has calmed down, and if he can't remember, he doesn't need to remember.
One day, when you have the ability and qualifications, you can remember and control it.
Jiang Chen has always maintained such self-confidence, and also maintained such a free and uninhibited heart, I am invincible, and I am the only one.
Such a heart, with an invincible belief, is to encounter any situation, you can be incomparably cold and calm.
"Under the power of the ancestral dragon's suppression, in the ancient rules, everyone's cultivation is lost, and even the power of the soul cannot be exerted...... So, isn't the massacre about to begin?"
Jiang Chen put his hands behind his back, staring at the corpse mountain in front of him, and couldn't help muttering to himself.
At this moment, a cold wind blew.
Everyone was inexplicably thrilled and shivered.
At this moment, there seemed to be a biting smell of blood wafting in the air.
It was as if in that instant, all the ancient corpses, because of the change in this breath, had the power of life.
Sure enough, when everyone's eyes were almost straightened, the mountain of ancient corpses suddenly scattered and turbulent, and at that moment, inexplicable power seemed to be presented and born in the mountain of corpses.
One by one, the corpses, struggling like zombies, climbed up from the mountain of corpses, and then stumbled to their feet.
The corroded flesh, the bodies that showed white bones, the bodies that dragged the long rotting flesh or neck, kept staggering forward, walking towards Jiang Chen and the others.
"This ...... What is this thing!"
Jiang Xuexun and the others shouted softly, and there was a little more fear in their words.
This sound broke the silence of the scene.
"Rustle—"
"Rustle—"
Constantly there were rotting corpses and zombies getting up from the ground, and then staggering over.