Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 1437 Anbu Great Samurai

Although the shadow in front couldn't see clearly, Chen Zhi could tell with just one glance that the thing standing in the darkness ahead was definitely not human.

From the appearance, it was a creature very similar to human beings, no matter in height, shape or standing position, they were exactly the same as human beings.

But even so, you only need to take a look at him from a distance, and you can see the aura behind him, filled with darkness, fierce and violent, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary creatures.

That is the blood of another type of creature, if you want to describe it, it is more like a cold-blooded animal.

Although they are intelligent, they are more savage and cruel than humans, and their aura of emotional factors is almost zero.

And Chen Zhi will never forget the familiar smell coming from that thing, it was the smell of ghost people that he had smelled in Fengdu Underworld.

"The descendants of the ghost people in Fengdu, the living ghost people...",
Chen Zhi thought silently in his heart, and his teeth could not help but clenched tightly.

To this day, Chen Zhi still remembers that unforgettable memory in Hades Palace, and the fear left in her heart in that dark palace.

He had seen and fought ghosts in Fengdu Difu before, but the objects he fought at that time were all non-biological dead bodies, so-called zombies.

No matter what state a creature was in before life, once it becomes a zombie, its power cannot fully represent its true power before life.

Chen Zhi has never seen how powerful the real ghost people are.

Maybe it's because the underworld has always terrified human beings too anciently.

Ghost people have never been recorded in folk legends. They have become the incarnation of "ghosts", and they are only slightly mentioned in Jiang's library.

According to those ancient materials, these ghost people lived at the foot of the Hades Palace of Emperor Fengdu, and they were the real masters of Fengdu City.

The origin of this race is extremely ancient and the number is very small, but their status is extremely noble. They are not subject to any constraints and believe that all creatures in the world, even gods, should be their slaves.

Their behavior is very strange, they feed on human beings, even low-level descendants of gods, and they only obey the orders of Emperor Fengdu.

Chen Zhi had seen the real appearance of those ghost people in the hallucinations. They had white hair and beard, were nearly three meters tall, had degenerated eyes, long necks, pointed fangs on their mouths, and strong shoulder muscles. His long, disheveled hair was like a shag, and he was wearing a black gold armor.

Chen Zhi knew at that time that if these ghost people were alive, they would definitely be extremely good at fighting, and they would be hundreds or even thousands of times harder to deal with than when they turned into zombies.

But until now, there is no information about the details of these ghost people, or even their lifespan.

However, due to Tian Chang's absurd behavior during the Warring States period, the descendants of this ghost people stayed.

Anyone can imagine how powerful the warriors selected from this bloodline are.

"Attention everyone!
The thing in front is very powerful, the blue-belt warrior retreated to protect the leader, and the red-belt stepped forward... ",
Chen Zhi said something softly on the wireless.

The warriors' ears were very sharp, and they immediately understood what Chen Zhi meant, and immediately entered a state of full alert.

All the blue-belt warriors immediately changed their formation and retreated to the back, covering Bao Ping layer by layer.

Asuo clung tightly to Bao Ping's side, his long knife was out of its sheath, his eyes were like lightning, it felt like he was protecting something more important than his own life.

The remaining four warriors with red belts, Ji Ying, Ghost Saber, Old Warrior Xia, and Bao Jiu, all stood in front of the team.

They led the whole team and walked forward together with Chen Zhi. The further they walked, the more oppressive the man in front became.

Later, even Bao Jiu felt this special aura.

Chen Zhi felt that Bao Jiu's teeth suddenly began to rattle. He could feel the strength of the other party, as well as the fear and excitement in the face of a life-and-death battle.

He placed the ax on both sides of his body, ready to move, almost flying out.

And when they walked to a position less than five meters away from the person in front, everyone finally saw the true face of that person in the dark.

That is indeed not a human being, because there are two curved horns on the top of his head.

Those were two black and shiny curved horns, like buffaloes, crawling on both sides of the head respectively, covered by the long black hair.

The man's eyes were dark green, which matched the darkness here very well.

In addition, no matter the appearance or body structure, they are generally the same as human beings.

But the corner of his mouth was smiling sinisterly, that kind of smile made people feel numb all over.

It's like watching a ghost laughing, a smile close to death.

Judging from the long knife in his hand, this descendant of ghost people is undoubtedly a heavyweight black warrior, and his status is estimated to be similar to that of a red belt warrior in the organization.

He saw that when Chen Zhi and the others walked in front of him, his dark green eyes didn't move, and he didn't look up at them, as if his eyes were just decorations.

But Chen Zhi could feel that this guy was staring at them carefully, and even secretly looked at Bao Ping behind them.

That feeling is very strange, Chen Zhi always feels that this guy is like those ghost people with degenerated eyes, who are not used to seeing people with their eyes.

"Next...",
When this ghost warrior opened his mouth to speak, Chen Zhi immediately had goosebumps.

Because this guy's tone is too weird, and his vocal cords are also very weird, like a robot talking.

"My lord, those who have no surname, get rid of Fu Gu'er Wheel!
By the order of the new god of the underworld, we are here to welcome the Lord of Xiqi!
Only the Marquis of Xiqi and the Patriarch of the Jiang Clan are allowed to enter, and the rest are allowed to retreat..."

This guy's tone of voice was lifeless and steady.

It didn't feel like there was any emotion, nor did it seem like it cared about anything, just like a lifeless repeater.

"I'm here on invitation..."
Chen Zhi stood in front of the black warrior and said:

"It's not convenient for the followers we brought to stay here, so let's go in with us.

Since your master sincerely invites you, please respect our wishes!

Let us go together! "

The ghostly warrior listened silently to Chen Zhi's words, and stopped talking, not sure if he understood. After a few minutes of silence,

Suddenly……

The long knife in his hand stood up, and before Chen Zhi could react, he slammed down.

Afterwards, an extremely cold and powerful force attacked Bao Jiu who was beside Chen Zhi...

(End of this chapter)