Deep in the mountains.
At the general's tomb.
Below the tomb.
Entering from the hole that had been blasted out was a narrow and long tunnel.
It was pitch black. Even with lighting equipment, they couldn't clearly see the specific situation in front of them.
He could only walk forward in the dark.
"Mr. Xian, you have to be careful. There's something dirty in the walls of the tunnel.”
The female reporter followed closely behind the man in black.
He didn't leave her side.
The cameraman followed closely behind.
He didn't dare to move.
They only knew the man in black in front of them. They didn't know anyone else.
He could only walk forward in the dark.
Perhaps it was because he had seen the black-clothed man's mighty appearance just now, so his heart was slightly at ease.
Following such a person would at least guarantee his safety.
"It's alright."
The black-clothed man spoke very little. He replied with one sentence and did not say anything else.
He took out a bell.
He walked at the front and gently shook the bell in his hand.
At this moment, everyone following behind seemed to be like eight immortals crossing the sea, displaying their divine powers.
Their bodies seemed to be covered in a layer of gray mist.
It was like a means of protection.
The bell rang gently.
The crisp sound of a bell rang in his ears.
It was a bell sound that could shock people's souls.
When ordinary people heard this, their heads felt a little dizzy, as if they could faint at any time.
The female reporter felt a little dizzy.
The cameraman's camera was also on the verge of collapsing.
"Night watchman, we came in. Why did you bring two burdens?!”
Suddenly, someone in the crowd behind them made a dissatisfied sound.
It was said by a person carrying a coffin.
"You don't have to care."
"If you want to come in, follow my steps. If you want to go out, go out now.”
The man in black coldly snorted.
His tone was very domineering, and there was no room for negotiation.
"Heh, don't blame me for not reminding you. The Gao family is here too and has their eyes on this place.”
The person carrying the coffin said coldly and did not continue.
Everyone continued to move forward.
The rest of the people kept their heads down and did not speak.
It was as if he had not heard anything.
Puchi!
At this moment.
Under the shaking of the bell.
The picture on the wall of the tomb started to move slowly.
It was like a tide.
He crawled slowly on the wall.
He twisted his body as if he was about to 'jump' out of the wall.
However, he seemed to be trapped in the wall by the bell in front of him.
"I saw the live broadcast of your program earlier.”
"At that time, I was still wondering what good things were in this wall.”
"I didn't expect it to be a human soul wall.”
"This thing is made of human blood.”
"When the tomb is built, the souls of 10,000 living people are poured into the wall to confine the human soul.”
"As long as a grave robber wants to enter the tomb, the aura of a living person will activate the evil in the wall.”
"When the time comes, all the Evils will swarm up and eat the grave robbers.”
"The person who built this tomb was a ruthless lord.”
"My guess is that it isn't anything good.”
"Let me destroy this wall.”
The coffin board took the lead and swung the coffin board, smashing the surrounding walls.
Puchi!
It smashed into a mural on the wall.
Blood flowed out.
The twisting murals on the wall would immediately turn into black smoke.
It dissipated.
"Friend, don't be rash. Don't you feel that the soul in this wall has a natural killing intent?!”
"I don't agree with what you said earlier.”
"You said that these vengeful souls were killed by the tomb owner and buried with him.”
"Actually, that's not the case. I think they should all be soldiers who have been to the battlefield.”
"You are a Qi Practitioner, I think you should know that it is very difficult for ordinary people to become Evils.”
"The black shadows on the wall are souls, but they are not the vengeful souls of ordinary people.”
"They are the soldiers of the Chen family who died on the battlefield.”
"It's the Chen Clan Army."
"When they were alive, they fought against the Evils. After they died, they still protected the tomb.! You killed them just like that. Isn't that too much?”
"They are the first line of defense in the tomb, preventing strangers from entering and destroying the tomb.”
"It also prevents the evil from going out and killing the living.”
The person who stood up was Chen Fan.
Along the way, he had been looking at the murals. He could clearly see that during the pre-Qin period, the world had experienced a supernatural revival.
The world erupted with supernatural phenomena.
Correspondingly, the spiritual energy would be greatly restored, so at that time, the Qi Practitioners of the Pre-Qin Dynasty were very strong.
The ancestor of the Chen Clan was a powerful Qi Practitioner, and he had created a group of Qi Practitioners who were not afraid of death.
Name: Chen Army, fighting against evil.
All the Qi Practitioners who died in battle.
They were all buried in this wall.
When he was alive, he would defend the Evil. After death, he would also defend the Evil.
They were true heroes.
However, this coffin didn't distinguish between the red and the white, and it slammed down.
Chen Fan was furious.
He had already blacklisted this person in the account book.
Tonight, he was the one who must be killed.
However, there was no hurry. He had to first investigate the situation.
He cut his throat and left school.
In fact, there were records of this in the Chen family's history books.
Every vengeful soul in the wall was a hero.
Unnamed hero.
But today, the later generations had killed the donkey after it was done grinding.
"You... Who are you?"
The coffin was furious. This was the first time someone had stopped his coffin.
He was only slaughtering the Evils.
It made the road wider.
Good heavens, this kid knew how to talk big, saying that the soul in the wall was a hero.
It was clearly an evil that had been infected by the black fog.
He didn't care and continued to use the coffin board to hit the wall.
The rest of the people watched coldly.
There were even a few people who wanted to join.
They felt that there was something wrong with the wall.
Bang!
Chen Fan didn't waste any time.
He circulated the magic power in his body and snatched the pitch-black coffin board from the coffin board with his bare hands.
Bang!
A coffin was knocked down.
Right in the head.
In an instant, the middle-aged man named Coffin Board was slapped to the ground.
Blood was flowing out of his head.
The so-called 'black mist' on his body was scattered by the coffin on his back.
He had no strength to resist at all.
At this moment, everyone was shocked.
They took a few steps back and subconsciously distanced themselves from Chen Fan.
They were all puzzled. Who was this kid? Why was he so fierce?
"Stop it, little brother. We won't hurt the evil in the wall.”
"There's no need to kill them all."
When Chen Fan was about to take another step forward, the corpse carrier stepped forward and stopped him.
"What you said can only be understood by looking at the pictures on the murals.”
"Who knows if the contents of the murals are real or fake.”
"Don't be deceived."
"This demon graveyard is filled with resentment.”
"I advise little brother to focus on how to survive.”
There was a hint of threat in his words.
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