Chapter 1968 The Undead Kill the Tomb*Part 2

With a bang, the stone door opened, and a vast air rushed in. Then, the stone door suddenly produced a huge suction force. Xiao Fan and the others were unable to prevent it, and their bodies were all sucked into the stone door.

Under the influence of this suction, even Xiao Fan didn't have much resistance.

"Don't panic, everyone!" After a moment, Xiao Fan stopped in the ruins and quickly reassured everyone.

Everyone took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down their minds. Although Xiao Fan said this, everyone always felt uneasy from the moment they stepped into the stone gate.

Xiao Fan didn't have so much thought to eliminate the fear in their hearts. He looked around and carefully looked at the space.

The surrounding fields are vast, and a chilling air sweeps across the void. The mountains are majestic, vast, and extremely ancient, leaving traces of time.

This is not so much an ancient tomb as a small space.

Looking around, you can vaguely see tombs sitting on various mountain peaks. There are also some broken swords and guns stuck around the tombs, and it is a depression and silence.

Even next to each tomb, you can still see some shining white bones. Even after tens of thousands of years, they still emit a faint fluorescence.

That is the unique divinity of a strong man in the God of War realm. Even though countless years have passed, this divinity has not been completely eradicated.

High in the sky, gray clouds were slowly drifting, giving people a very depressing and lifeless feeling. Even breathing felt abnormally suffocating.

Wisps of mist lingered in the void, turning into hateful faces, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

"What a powerful resentment!" Zhuo Tianhong took a deep breath, his eyes burning. For him, resentment was an excellent tonic.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, but his heart felt a little solemn.

Back then, the great elder of the Shura royal family entered the War Soul Continent and killed countless powerful people. Although these people were later buried in this ancient tomb by Shen Wuwu.

However, the resentment did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger, even turning the unwillingness into murderous intent.

The killing intent controls the withered bones of the dead monks. Whenever they sense life, they will not let go and will definitely kill them all.

Of course, if it were just the grievances of some War God Realm monks, they wouldn't be too worried, but the key point is that these grievances are from the strong ones in the God Realm.

There are even some grievances whose former owners have transcended the realm of gods. Such grievances are naturally not something that ordinary gods of war can withstand.

In addition, Shen Wuwu also killed those who betrayed the War Soul Continent and joined the Great Elder's camp, and guarded the heroes of the War Soul Continent forever.

The resentment of these people is more terrifying than that of the people in the War Spirit Continent, which is also the terrifying thing about the undead killing tombs.

The whole tomb of the undead has almost no life at all. There is only a breath of death here.

"Follow my footsteps!" Xiao Fan said without looking back, and then his body flashed and he appeared on a narrow path.

Chi!

At this moment, streams of light rose into the sky one after another, intertwining into large nets in the void, condensing strange and mysterious lines.

The divine patterns are mysterious and unpredictable.

Xiao Fan and others took a breath of air and looked around warily. Even if Xiao Fan had a diagram of the internal structure of Shura Mountain, they still had no idea.

After a while, they faintly heard some rustling sounds, as if something was approaching them.

The next moment, Xiao Tianyang suddenly pointed in the distance in horror and shouted: "You, look!"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Xiao Tianyang. On the mountainside of a mountain in the distance, large skeleton hands crawled out of the ground.

You can faintly feel that the divine patterns in the sky are scattering faint energy fluctuations, as if they are summoning skeletons underground.

"It turned out to be a big formation?" Xiao Fan's expression condensed slightly, and then he quickened his pace. Zhuo Tianhong and others did not dare to hesitate, so they quickly followed.

However, as soon as they took a few steps, a figure jumped down from the sky and blocked their way. A closer look revealed that it was a huge orc skeleton.

The aura exuding from the orc skeletons was very powerful. It was not weaker than those at the peak of the God of War realm. Feeling the majestic aura, Xiao Tianyang and the others secretly felt terrible.

"Zhuo Tianhong, clear the way!" Xiao Fan said coldly.

"Yes, Young Master!" Zhuo Tianhong didn't hesitate at all. Now he just wanted to break through the Tomb of the Undead quickly. No matter who dared to stop him, he would die!

A tentacle bloomed from Zhuo Tianhong's body, swept past the withered bones of the beast race, and a bloody light roared out.

Immediately afterwards, the withered bones of the beast race suddenly turned into a pile of powder, and the breeze swept away, leaving nothing in the void.

Orc skeletons may be very powerful, but Zhuo Tianhong's abilities are even weirder, and the resentment contained in his body is just a special kind of blood.

Zhuo Tianhong could drain away the resentment contained in the orc skeletons with just one twitch.

However, this is just the beginning. As the first skeleton is killed, more and more skeletons are coming here.

Zhuo Tianhong's eight tentacles danced at the same time, and any skeleton that came close to them was smashed by Zhuo Tianhong's attack. Xiao Tianyang and the others looked at Zhuo Tianhong with wide eyes, with disbelief in their eyes.

If it were them, even if everyone came together, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything to these skeletons.

"Sir, can I swallow the grievances of these skeletons before leaving?" Zhuo Tianhong looked at Xiao Fan and said, these are the grievances of the gods.

If he can swallow more resentment, Zhuo Tianhong is confident that he will most likely break through to the realm of gods.

"Are you sure?" Xiao Fan looked at Zhuo Tianhong with a smile.

Zhuo Tianhong's heart skipped a beat. He knew that whenever Xiao Fan showed such a smile, he must have no good intentions.

But, did he just give up on the blood of the God Realm?

Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Tianhong nodded and said, "I'm sure, if I can melt all the resentment here, I am confident that I can melt the crystal of fate and divine power."

Xiao Fan held his chin with his right hand, as if he was deep in thought, then nodded and said: "Since you think so, if there is a three-way intersection, you should choose the one on the left."

Zhuo Tianhong didn't know what Xiao Fan meant, but he still chose to believe Xiao Fan.

"If Leng Tong is ahead of us, if nothing else happens, he should have entered there as well." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

At this time, there were more undead skeletons around, constantly rushing to kill them. On the distant mountain peaks, densely packed skeletons crawled out of the ground and roared in the direction of Xiao Fan and the others.

You don't need to think about it to know that those undead skeletons are subject to some special restrictions and do not dare to easily approach the narrow path where Xiao Fan and the others are.

This is also the advantage of having the internal structure diagram of Shura Mountain. Xiao Fan can probably see some ways and know where the danger is and where it is not so dangerous.

As for the complete absence of danger, that is impossible. As long as you enter this tomb, you will encounter danger.

All Xiao Fan can do is to control the danger to the minimum range.

"Sir, there is a three-way intersection ahead." After a while, Zhuo Tianhong's voice sounded again.

"Choose the one on the left." Xiao Fan replied, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and besides being nervous, there was also a hint of enthusiasm.