Behind the arched stone gate is a world completely different from what was previously seen in the wetland park.

The moment I stepped through the stone door, a completely different feeling greeted me.

If it was said that on the other side of the stone gate before, the scene of pedestrians playing and playing gave Wang Yan a feeling of quiet years.

Then the moment he stepped into the side of the stone gate, Wang Yan felt a rather heavy pressure, which was inexplicably heavy in his heart.

Wang Shen looked up at the sky behind the stone gate.

It's the same sky, it's only a stone wall away. 33

However, the sky on the side of Shimen, which should have been as blue as a wash, looked a little gray, as if it was covered with a layer of dust.

"A large amount of martial arts will accumulation, can it cause such a vision......

Wang Ember muttered to himself, and in an instant, he already understood why such a vision appeared in the sky of this world.

In this mound, there are too many strong weapons buried, maybe the remnants of one person's martial will are nothing.

But after so many years of accumulation, the martial arts will of so many strong people has accumulated, and there are even weapons of great grandmaster-level martial artists.

The accumulation of endless martial wills that have died and only partially left them has created such a vision.

In front of me was quiet, in the middle of the rolling low mountains, a path paved with black stones, under this gray sky, like a terrible road to some forbidden place.

"Come to feel the will of martial arts?"

In a simple thatched house, an old man with a hunched back turned out, glanced at Wang Yan with cloudy eyes, quickly looked away again, waved his hand and said: "Just go along this road, the front area is the place where the weapons of the grandmaster-level martial artists are buried, the back is the great grandmaster, and then the martial saint is behind, since you can come in here, you should already know something, I won't tell you the excess, remember to keep quiet after entering, you are not the only one in this mound, there are many grandmaster-level martial artists." , have been in this mound for a long time, if you make a big disturbance and disturb their enlightenment, be careful of being hated by them. ”

Wang Yan bowed his head slightly, indicating that he knew.

The old man glanced at Wang Shen and trembled back to his little thatched hut.

Following the old man's instructions, Wang Ember walked silently along the black stone path at his feet.

Soon, a cemetery came into view.

The path paved with black bricks passed silently through the cemetery, and the tombstones were erected in the cemetery, even if they were not close, just standing outside the cemetery, Wang Yan could still feel the faint martial arts will emanating from the tombstones.

It's just a martial will on a tombstone, and it's nothing.

However, in this entire cemetery, the martial arts will calculated in tens of thousands, under the accumulation and superposition of layers, the martial arts will gathered is extremely terrifying.

In a trance, Wang Yan seemed to see thousands of troops and horses standing in front of him, a respected iron-blooded soldier, bloody like a dragon, holding weapons, desperately fighting, bloody battle.

Under the monuments, although only the weapons of the martyrs who fought bloodily for the territory of Great Xia were buried, the strong martial will of the soldiers before they died in battle remained on the weapons, and there were still heart-shaking fluctuations emanating from them.

He silently walked into the cemetery, came to the nearest tombstone to him, crouched down, and looked at the inscription on it.

Sun Chaoyang.

Age: 53 years old

Grandmaster-level martial artist.

Before his death, he belonged to the First Legion of Great Xia, and in the process of attacking the eighth-level nest, in order to cover the evacuation of his teammates in the detachment, he did not hesitate to stop seven seventh-level alien beasts by himself, and finally died in the nest, and was divided by the alien beasts, leaving only the weapons he carried with him to be brought back.

Wang Yan was silent.

Looking up, the other tombstones are almost the same handwriting.

What is engraved on the tombstones is a tragic history, and it is also a testimony to the life-and-death blood feud between humans and alien beasts for so many years.

Those who can be buried in this cemetery are at least grandmaster-level martial artists.

A grandmaster-level martial artist, if he doesn't choose to go to the battlefield, no one can force him to stay in the city, even in a metropolis like the capital, he can live well, and he will be able to wind and rain.

However, all the people buried in this entire cemetery are not willing to live a peaceful life, but choose to go to the battlefield to fight with their lives against foreign beasts and protect the peace of Great Xia.

Before they were alive, they protected the Terrans with their lives, and after they died, their remaining weapons were still silently contributing to the Terrans in such a way.

Wang Yan stood in this gray cemetery, and an indescribable grandeur emerged in his heart.

"Huh? Someone new? It turned out to be a young man? Looks like a student? ”

"Looking at this appearance, it is estimated that it is a high school student or freshman, the level of a third- or fourth-level martial artist, and you want to come to Bingzuka?"

"Whose family is this? I'm afraid that the level of the third- and fourth-level martial artists can't even enter the glory system, let alone come to this mound. ”

"Heh, two thousand contribution points per hour, which is equivalent to tens of millions of Huaxia coins, which rich family is this, and he is so willing to do so?"

The arrival of Wang Ember made the figures in this mound who were originally scattered in front of the tombstones open their eyes, and one after another as if through the thin mist, they all converged on Wang Ember's body.

One thought after another appeared in the heart of the grandmaster-level martial artist who was sitting cross-legged.

It's no wonder that they have such thoughts in their hearts.

Martial will, that is at least the level of a sixth-level martial artist, can be qualified to comprehend or condense.

And the one who can really exert the powerful power of the martial will is the grandmaster level.

Although in today's era, because of the difficulty of cultivating the will of the martial arts, most of the grandmaster-level martial artists, although they know that the increase in the will of the martial arts is huge, they only regard the cultivation of the will of the martial arts as an auxiliary means, and put most of their energy on the increase of qi, blood and qi.

In addition, in this mund, the consumption of contribution points is quite huge, resulting in almost even grandmaster-level martial artists, they rarely choose to spend contribution points to practice in this mund.

Now, there is a kid who is at most a fourth-level or even third-level martial artist, who comes to practice in the military mound?

With their group of grandmasters, in the same place, comprehending the will of martial arts?

This is simply a ridiculous joke.

"So...... If you want to practice in this cund, you only need to find a tombstone with the martial will you want to perceive, and then sit down cross-legged in front of you and feel it yourself? ”

While the eyes in the mist were looking at Wang Ash, Wang Ember also noticed the figures sitting in front of the tombstones.

In front of each tombstone, there is a small open space that is recessed, just enough for one person to sit cross-legged, and it seems to have been specially designed.

When such a thought flashed in his heart, Wang Shen felt the strong or weak martial will emanating from his surroundings, walked along the stone steps, and after a while, finally stopped in front of a tombstone.

In the entire cemetery, there are tens of thousands of tombstones, only on this tombstone, the martial arts will exuded is the most strong and domineering, even if its owner has been sleeping underground for a long time, there is still a martial arts will that is several times stronger than other tombstones.

In the black-and-white photograph above the tombstone, there is a middle-aged man with a resolute look, his eyebrows thick like two dark clouds.

Here's the middle-aged man's life.

Deng Hongchang, a grandmaster-level martial artist, 34 years old, belonged to the Third Legion of Great Xia before his death, in order to complete the tasks assigned by the legion, Deng Hongchang took risks alone, and with his own strength, dragged down four seventh-level beasts, and finally under the siege of the four seventh-level beasts, all the four seventh-level beasts were killed, and he died because of serious injuries.

"A 34-year-old grandmaster-level martial artist? Kill three seventh-level alien beasts by yourself? ”

Even if it was Wang Yan, when he saw this Deng Hongchang's life, he couldn't help but be moved, the 34-year-old grandmaster-level martial artist was already a great genius, and killing four seventh-level beasts with his own strength was already extremely amazing.

No wonder on this tombstone of Deng Hongchang, the will of martial arts is so strong, like a flame, even if it is just a remnant, it is quite dazzling in this cemetery.

The fierceness and unyielding exudation seem to make the cold tombstone in front of you have the illusion that it is about to burn.

Wang Yan silently sat down in front of this tombstone, quietly experiencing the fluctuations of martial arts will emanating from the tombstone in front of him.

"Huh?"

About four or five tombstones away from Wang Yan, a grandmaster-level martial artist sitting cross-legged frowned at Wang Yan who was sitting cross-legged in his sight.

"This kid can really withstand the martial arts will here?"

He was a little surprised, you must know that although the weapons buried here, the grandmaster-level martial arts will contained in it is incomplete, but it is a real grandmaster-level, and because every grandmaster has a strong fighting intent before death, the remaining martial arts will, although it is broken, has a stronger corrosive force than the martial will of ordinary grandmasters.

Even if it is a sixth-level martial artist, there are many people who can't even sit down in front of the tombstone, because the martial arts will on the tombstone is too terrifying, and ordinary people can't bear it at all.

This is also the reason why almost all the people in this cemetery who come to understand are grandmaster-level martial artists.

"I want to see how long this pretending kid can last in front of Deng Hongchang's tombstone......"

The Grandmaster-level martial artist shook his head and no longer paid attention to Wang Yan, a kid who was only a fourth-level kid at most, how long could he stay in front of the tombstone of a Grandmaster-level martial artist?

One minute? Tens of seconds?

Some people died, but not completely......