Chapter 2629 Living People

The Martial Dao deity tried to release his divine consciousness and passed over the 'Netherworld Treasure Mirror', but felt a little gloomy and cold, and found nothing else.

No matter how he tried, even if he released the power of the cave, there was no response from this Netherworld Treasure Mirror.

The martial arts deity stood up, planning to put away the Netherworld Treasure Mirror first and continue to explore in the direction of the flame of the soul lamp.

But he suddenly discovered that this Netherworld Treasure Mirror could not be put into his storage bag at all!

Although the storage bag is open, there is an irreversible resistance between it and the Netherworld Treasure Mirror.

The martial arts deity also dared not throw this ancient mirror of unknown origin into the sea of ​​​​knowledge casually.

After pondering a little, the martial arts deity first put the Netherworld Treasure Mirror in his arms, held the soul lamp, and continued to move in the direction of the flame.

I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness ahead, a tall silhouette appeared faintly.

When he came closer, the martial arts deity was surprised to find that standing in front of him turned out to be a desolate and lonely ancient city!

There is an ancient city in the depths of the Abi hell?

This ancient city has no city gates, and the city walls are also dilapidated.

The gate of the ancient city is like the blood gate of an ancient giant beast. It is deep and dark inside, and it is difficult to see the way.

The Martial Dao deity hesitated a little, but still walked towards the middle of the ancient city.

The ancient city is quiet, and there is no life on both sides of the street.

But after entering this ancient city, the hopeless, painful and suffocating atmosphere in the Avici Hell seemed to disappear suddenly.

This ancient city seems to be a world of its own, completely isolating the inside of the city from the great hell outside.

The martial arts deity held the prison-suppressing cauldron in his left hand and the soul lamp in his right, walking along the street.

The empty street, nothing but the sound of his small footsteps echoed.

After a while, the martial arts deity seemed to have reached the end of the street and gradually slowed down.

In an open space at the end of the street, an ancient well was erected, which seemed a bit abrupt.

The martial arts deity looked around, but still found nothing, so he headed towards Gujing.

When he came to the edge of the ancient well, the flame of the soul lamp also returned to its normal state of erection.

It seems that the ancient well in front of you is the end point of the guidance of the soul lamp!

The martial arts deity looked down at Gujingzhong.

It was dark, gloomy, and lifeless inside.

His consciousness entered the ancient well, like a stone cow entering the sea, and disappeared instantly.

The martial arts deity leaned slightly and slowly probed the soul lamp into the ancient well, trying to see if he could find anything.

At this moment, behind him, a voice suddenly came, so close!

"See what?"

hiss!

The body of the martial arts deity stiffened, only to feel a chill running up his back, and his mind was shocked!

This voice is not the will that remains in the Great Hell of Abi.

The martial arts deity really felt that there was indeed a person standing behind him!

A living being!

He could even feel the breath of the person behind him!

how is this possible?

How could there be still people alive in this ancient city in the depths of the Great Hell?

What's more, he has clearly investigated carefully just now, let alone living people, there is not even a trace of life!

He didn't even know when this living person came.

How did he appear behind him!

This voice seemed a little familiar.

However, the sound of this sound was too sudden and strange, and under the shock of the martial arts deity, he didn't think much about it.

His spiritual sense did not give any warning.

A good guess, of course, is that there is no hostility to him.

But there is also another possibility, the person who comes is strong enough, and can even hide from the perception of the spiritual sense!

The martial arts deity did not escape immediately.

If the people behind him really want to shoot at him, they don't have to say anything, he has no defense at all.

The martial arts deity turned around slowly, holding the prison-suppressing cauldron and the soul lamp across his chest, keeping alert.

Even though he was prepared, when he turned around and saw the person who came, he was still shocked, and his eyes showed disbelief.

"Senior, it's you..."

In the mind of the martial arts deity, there was a glimpse of suddenness.

No wonder, he just heard this voice, it seems a little familiar.

The person standing in front of him turned out to be the long-browed old monk known as the 'Grave Keeper' in the backyard of the Shura Temple in Dadawei Mountain!

The martial arts deity and the old monk guarding the tomb have nothing to do with each other.

The two had met once before.

The deity of martial arts vaguely felt that this old monk was very unusual.

Later, Qinglian Zhenshen, Yunzhu, and Mo Qing left the Avici Hell and were intercepted by eight Buddhist heavenly kings.

At that time, it was this old tomb guarding monk who took action and killed most of the eight Buddhist kings!

To be precise, the old monk guarding the tomb didn't take any action at all. He just said a word, and the Buddha's Heavenly King would die.

He just glanced at the Buddhist Heavenly King, and this Buddhist Heavenly King would die on the spot!

Of the eight Buddhist heavenly kings, only three heavenly kings escaped in time and hid in the Avici Hell, which was considered to have escaped from the hands of this tomb guarding old monk.

However, at that time, the deity of martial arts was sitting in Avici Hell, and these three heavenly kings were eventually buried in Avici Hell.

After that, he hadn't heard anything about the old tomb guarding monk.

He had asked Yunzhu before, but he had no clue.

The old monk guarding the tomb looks like he has run out of fuel and will run out of life essence at any time, but his strength is terrifying!

The martial arts deity never thought that he would see this old monk guarding the tomb again in this ancient city of the Great Hell of Abi!

He relied on the Suppressing Prison Cauldron and the Soul Lamp to pass through the Great Hell of Abi and arrive here.

How did this old tomb guarding monk get here?

You know, even if the emperor is trapped in the small hell outside, he may not be able to leave alive, let alone the big hell in the middle!

Could it be that this old monk guarding the tomb is the emperor!

In the mind of the martial arts deity, this thought flashed, and he was shocked.

But soon, he calmed down.

It can't be the emperor.

As far as he knows, since the immortal death of the Great Emperor Changsheng, no great emperor has been born in this life.

If there really was someone who realized the Great Dao, it would have spread to the three thousand worlds long ago.

"Senior, how could you..."

The martial arts deity had a lot of confusion in his heart. Seeing that the old monk guarding the tomb was not hostile to him, he couldn't help but ask.

But before he finished speaking, the old tomb guard suddenly stretched out his thin palm and pushed it towards his chest.

"Um?"

The martial arts deity froze.

He watched helplessly at the skinny palm of the old monk guarding the tomb, and pushed towards him, but his body seemed to be out of control, unable to move!

Even if there is a prison cauldron and a soul lamp in hand, it is useless!

What is this old tomb guard going to do?

Is he going to kill me?

Why?

Between the lightning and flint, countless thoughts flashed in the mind of the martial arts deity.