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Chapter 556: White bones everywhere

In the empty palace, endless white skeletons, like snow, stretched endlessly, covering the entire palace. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Mu Hao looked down at the position he was in, this was a snow-white skeleton, broken in many places. This skeleton, obviously unable to bear Mu Hao's weight, was directly shattered and turned into a pile of bone meal.

Mu Hao looked at this vast sea of bones, and he had an inexplicable shock in his heart, how many people had died here? The entire bronze hall was comparable to a city, and the entire palace was covered by these bones. Mu Hao even felt a sense of evil aura in this sea of bones, which made him tremble from the soul.

There was no sound in the whole sea of bones, a dead silence. Mu Hao's gaze quickly swept over this sea of bones, and when his gaze fell on the middle of the sea of bones, his eyes were stunned. Several huge sarcophagi stand above the snow-white sea of bones, full of the vicissitudes of time. The aura of the forest between this heaven and earth slowly gathered away, enveloping these sarcophagi, with indescribable horror and dead silence.

The trembling feeling in Mu Hao's soul became more and more intense, as if there was an invisible force on these sarcophagi that was affecting his mind. Especially the moment he looked directly at these sarcophagi, an incomparably cold and calm aura of death spread in his mind. Mu Hao's breathing gradually became shorter: "Sarcophagus, what is this palace, why are there so many corpses in it, and more than 100 sarcophagi are standing in the air." ”。

Mu Hao stood still, his gaze slowly swept over these sarcophagi, far away, he could only barely see the outline of these sarcophagi, "Altar?". In the center of these more than 100 sarcophagi, there is an altar, towering majestically in the depths of the sea of bones. The whole altar is glowing a poignant red.

An incomparably mysterious wave seeped out of the altar. Mu Hao was extremely familiar with this kind of fluctuation, he was sure that this was a teleportation altar, but he didn't know where this teleportation altar was leading.

"Now that I have no way out, this altar may be the only way to the outside world. Mu Hao's gaze stopped on the sarcophagus, these sarcophagi were extremely evil, especially against the backdrop of the vast sea of bones, they looked a little creepy. There may be unknown dangers, but Mu Hao still made a decision to continue deeper.

The creaking sound echoed in Mu Hao's ears. Mu Hao didn't know how many years these bones had existed, and with a light touch, these bones were shattered one after another, turning into a pile of snow-white bone powder and falling on Mu Hao's body.

Until the end, Mu Hao found that at the bottom of this sea of bones, a thick layer of powder was deposited. It turned out that the skeleton I saw was just the tip of the iceberg. Mu Hao's right hand gently pressed the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand. The rippling sound around made this sea of bones even more eerie.

After moving forward for a few miles, Mu Hao found that these bones had gradually changed, and the previous bones were terrible white. Even if it weathered as soon as it was touched, the bones in front of him were flowing with a faint white light, and the moment Mu Hao stepped on it, there was a feeling of stepping on metal.

"These bones don't know how many years they have existed, but they have been able to keep their bones so intact that they have not even been eroded by time, and the predecessors of these bones must have been peerless powerhouses. Mu Hao muttered softly, he could vaguely feel an inexplicable oppression on these bones.

On every bone, there is a coercion. These coercions, when they come together, become a very terrifying existence. Mu Hao's speed forward was also affected. Mu Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and the fierce sword qi rippled around him, tearing this coercion like a substance, and then walked forward without a hurry.

Advancing more than 100 meters again, Mu Hao gradually came to the vicinity of these sarcophagi at this time. These sarcophagi are unpretentious, as if they were carved out of a monolith. The surface is engraved with vague ancient patterns, and the whole body shows the vicissitudes of time. However, Mu Hao noticed that the pervasive forest aura above this sea of bones was fusing these patterns at an incomparably slow speed until they disappeared.

"Who is buried in these sarcophagi? Could it be the powerhouse of the Sword Palace in the past?" Mu Hao muttered softly, and the Kunpeng Wind Wings quickly stretched out behind him. Mu Hao's figure quickly took off into the air, looking down at these sarcophagi condescendingly. The official lids of these sarcophagi are all sealed by death. If Mu Hao wanted to know who was buried in these sarcophagi, he had to push open the lids of these coffins.

Among these sarcophagi, the most eye-catching is the one in the center. Only on the sides of the sarcophagus were wrist-thick black iron cables. Each iron cable is more than 100 zhang long, extending in all directions, until it is inserted into this sea of bones, as if these iron cables and this palace are one. At the same time, a terrifying aura was pouring down the iron rope towards the sarcophagus.

"Push it away!" Mu Hao's heart seemed to have a voice ringing, encouraging him to push open the lid of this sarcophagus. But Mu Hao's figure stood still. Mu Hao had an inexplicable feeling, as if as long as he touched these sarcophagi, he would be swallowed by them, and in the blink of an eye, he would turn into a white bone in this sea of bones.

Mu Hao stood in place for a long time, then moved his steps and walked straight towards the altar in the depths of the sea of bones. Although Mu Hao was curious about what was buried in these sarcophagus. But the breath that permeated the sarcophagus gave Mu Hao a feeling of facing a peerless demon beast, and he wanted to choose someone to devour.

This altar is more magnificent than what Mu Hao has seen before. Although it was a little damaged, it did not affect the shock it brought to Mu Hao in the slightest. Mu Hao looked at this altar vigilantly, and then looked at this area with the corner of his eye.

The area around this altar is not detached from any white bone meal. Only a brilliant white bone, with an incomparably powerful coercion, seeped out of it. This coercion is actually more prosperous than the palace masters and sect masters of the major forces in the past, like a high mountain.

"Hair?" Mu Hao's pupils shrank in vain, and his eyes stared straight at the white bone's skull. I saw that there was still sparse snow-white hair at the head of the white bones, "Most of the bones in this palace have been weathered. And there are still strands of hair left on this white bone, what a fucking evil sect!".

"Sonorous!" the crisp and melodious sound of the sword suddenly sounded. The Shetian Ancient Sword in Mu Hao's hand was instantly unsheathed, raising the Shetian Ancient Sword, and the slender sword body stretched out towards this white bone. The sharp blade of the sword instantly slashed through the snow-white hair.

Mu Hao suddenly felt that the Shetian Ancient Sword in his hand weighed as much as ten thousand catties. A crack visible to the naked eye spread out on the sword body of the Shetian Ancient Sword, and immediately after, the Shetian Ancient Sword was broken in half.

This terrifying scene made Mu Hao feel a dry mouth. looked at it in disbelief, the ancient sword that was broken in half. I saw that the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by a sharper sword, "Shetian Ancient Sword, although it is not a peerless sword, but it is extremely strong, it is a magic weapon, and now it is cut off by a strand of hair?"

A trace of solemnity emerged from Mu Hao's eyes. Mu Hao's eyes looked at the hair on this white bone in shock, "A strand of hair is as heavy as 10,000 catties and as sharp as a sword." , the owner of this white bone, how shocking the cultivation has been in front of him. ”。

The half-cut Heavenly Ancient Sword slowly slid down and hit the dusty ground for a long time. The sound of gold and iron intersecting green chirps from this dead sea of bones. Mu Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that the half-cut sword body was actually flashing with scarlet light in the dust.

Mu Hao squatted down, and a fierce wind surged out from between his sleeves. Suddenly, the dust all over the ground dispersed, and scarlet words appeared in Mu Hao's sight. It was actually written in blood, and then imprinted on it, with an indescribable charm.

Looking directly at these blood words, Mu Hao felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. Because he found that the blood stains were actually dry. Above these blood words, there was a brilliant blood light, and the blood light lingered on it. There was also an incomparably sharp breath, seeping out of the bloodstains, like two substantial swords, piercing through Mu Hao's eyes, making Mu Hao's eyes tingling.