C1 Soul Suppressing Stone Tablet

This was a small and quiet mountain village. There were hundreds of families living at the foot of the mountain. They had migrated here fifty years ago from other places. Over the past hundred years, Tian Yuan Continent had been in chaos all year round. People had been suffering from hardships and suffering. There were no less than a thousand people living in the hundreds of families in this small mountain village. In the past, they had also suffered from the hardships and hardships, but now they had settled down.

The village was called Stone Tablet Village because there was a huge white stone tablet in the mountains behind the village. The stone tablet was hundreds of meters tall and emitted a soul-stirring pressure, but it seemed so peaceful and peaceful. Therefore, the elders in the village called this stone tablet the Divine Tablet.

The sun set in the west, and year after year, the middle of autumn arrived. This was a lively festival that the entire Eastern Continent had celebrated. In the distant past, the legend of the Moon God added a mysterious veil to the moon, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was the festival of the moon. This day was the most perfect day of the moon.

This ordinary small mountain village welcomed another strange scene.

The moon sprinkled down silver sand like rays of light on the ground. At midnight, a huge blue pillar of light shot from the distant sky into the hundred-colored stone tablet behind the mountain. There was a faint Sanskrit lingering in the sky, like the prayers of gods and buddhas, and also like the beautiful fairies singing.

The stone tablet village was a miracle.

The old man in the mountain quickly knelt down in the direction of the stone tablet with the next generation of the village praying. In the end, he prayed for something.

The moment lasted for about an incense stick of time before the sound of the Sanskrit faded away! The stone tablet emitted a hundred thousand feet of light, and then it became silent. However, there was an unimaginable pressure coming from all directions of the Tian Yuan Continent, gathering towards this place. It was a gray fog that couldn't be seen by the naked eye. It was like a kind of. . . Soul power that was missing. It was a soul power left behind from the wars of the continent all year round. . .

The night was long. When the villagers were all asleep, an ethereal voice came from the direction of the stone tablet, "I. . . What happened!? Who. . . Who am I!?"

The voice entered the netherworld, but it was so ethereal.

Although the moonlight retreated and the hundred thousand feet large light from the stone tablet also disappeared, the huge white stone tablet still emitted a weak and hazy light.

No one noticed that there was a faint breathing sound under the stone tablet. It was calm. . . Strange!

It seemed so harmonious and compatible with nature, as if it had existed since ancient times!

And so, day after day, year after year!

Spring, summer, autumn!

Eighty years had passed, and the trees in front of the village were still standing tall. The small stream in front of the village was still flowing slowly and smoothly. The small bridge was still silently dedicated to the villagers.

Everything was the same as in the past, but things were different now!

At that time, the old people had long since passed away, but the children at that time had become white-haired elders in the village. They had been talking about the origins of their village for generations, as well as the mysterious existence of the white monument behind the mountain.

"That is a divine monolith, a divine monolith that protects our entire village!"

The early summer sun illuminated the earth. The peaceful small village did not disappoint the past. The smell of blood spread in the air. The village was in a mess!

The corpses of the villagers who used to be honest and sincere lay on the ground. A wave of grief and indignation surrounded the once peaceful land.

The mounted bandits visited this small mountain village, which had been quiet for hundreds of years, and no one was left alive.

Perhaps it was because the leader of the mounted bandits was bloodthirsty. Under the lead of an old man, the child in the village ran towards the divine monolith behind the mountain. Behind him, a group of mounted bandits clamored and chased after them.

Leading the child in the village was an old man over half a century old. There was a large hole on the back of the old man, and blood flowed through his entire body like water. Logically speaking, his life force had completely disappeared, and he should have died. Now, he was able to lead the children to escape, and he was completely relying on his own life force to hang on.

Behind the mountain, the white stone tablet could be seen in the distance.

A group of dozens of children were led by the old man, and they were stumbling as they fled.

Among the mounted bandits, a small leader shouted loudly: "Damned old man, there's no road ahead! Let's see where you can run to! Obediently slaughter them! I'll leave you with an intact corpse, kaka kaka.

More than fifty bandits clamored in agreement. The old man in front who was running away desperately urged the children to escape to the stone tablet.

There were no less than a thousand people in the village, and all of them were slaughtered. Only the old man and the next generation of dozens of villages were left! They had no way to escape. Their only hope was this stone tablet. . .

This village was rumored to be a stone tablet from generation to generation!

Plop, the old man approached the stone tablet! Plop! He fell to the ground. He had no strength left in his body! His body, which was lying on the ground, looked at the stone tablet in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Many of the children were so scared that they could not speak. They cried, "Grandpa Chief, wake up. . . "

A five-year-old girl cried with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa, grandpa! Don't leave me alone. . . Boohoo. . . "

However, the old man's eyes were wide open as he looked at the stone tablet in front of him. The cries of the dozens of children around him could not be exchanged for his gradually losing life. . .

The horse bandits finally caught up and surrounded them as they laughed.

It was as if they were appreciating the cry of a dying sheep. . .

Life flowed out along with his blood. . . At this moment, no one noticed that the blood flowed into the large white stone monument bit by bit. At this moment, a faint glow was emitted from the intense sunlight.

"Hahaha! Old man, look at you running so fast! In the end, you will still be caught by the big men! Hahaha! Don't worry, don't regret it. I will send these children to accompany you on the road. You won't be lonely. . . Hahahahahaha! "

Arrogant laughter spread across the mountains.

Just as the Horse Bandits were about to swing their butcher knives, a feeling of fear suddenly spread from their hearts. They felt that at this moment, their hands and feet were somewhat out of control. It was as if a huge vicious beast was staring at them.

Cold sweat had unknowingly flowed down their backs and their clothes. The aura of death made them quiet down.

In an instant, there were only the cries of dozens of children left on the field. A strange atmosphere surrounded the area.

One of the horse bandits had shifty eyes. At first glance, he looked like a bully who bullied the weak and feared the strong. He quietly said to the leader beside him, "Brother Ma, we. . . This place is strange. I think we should go back. . . So that the big boss won't have to wait for too long. "

The leader of the horse bandits swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down, "What. . . What are you afraid of!? The men were all living and dying. . . Could it be that they were afraid of those messy things? "

"Yes, yes, yes, but we have been out for a long time!" The mounted bandit hurriedly acknowledged, but as he spoke, he gave him a reason to give up and turn around to escape.

As he said this reason, he believed it himself.

"Hehe. . . You want to leave. . . "

Just as the bandit leader was satisfied with the reason why he didn't kill these 'pitiful' children in front of him and was about to turn around and leave, a hoarse voice seemed to come from the Netherworld.

The cold voice was like the voice of a demon from the depths of hell. Even the blazing sun of early summer was unable to withstand the dense chill at this moment. This was the pressure from the depths of his soul. This was the killing intent from the depths of hell.

However, only those crying children did not notice it.

The mounted bandits were so scared that they kept nagging. . .

The leader of the mounted gangsters even had a pale face and a pair of clear lips. For a moment, he was unable to speak! At this moment, the most cowardly bandit, the shifty-eyed bandit, said with a trembling voice, "Divine grandfather, We. . . Didn't mean to disturb your meditation! I. . . I. . . I didn't kill anyone. All the people at the foot of the mountain. . . Were killed by them!"

The mounted gangsters started to admire this usually cowardly mounted gangster. However, this admiration disappeared in an instant. The rest of them glared at him angrily and wished they could swallow him alive. . .

They couldn't stop cursing in their hearts. However, they couldn't muster up any strength in their bodies. It was extremely difficult to even say a word. They were so shocked that they couldn't even remember their ancestors. . .

"He has done so many evil deeds, he deserves to be killed!" That dense voice contained boundless killing intent. A killing intent that seemed to have substance enveloped the surroundings of the fifty over horse bandits. Instantly, they felt as if the blazing sun had turned into snow.

At this moment, a shocking scene appeared. A trace of a crack slowly appeared on the white stone monument that was a thousand feet in length! The crack seemed to have lasted for a long time, but it spread out in an instant. . . The dense crack was filled with traces of fresh blood!

One could vaguely see that the blood traces were like streams of blood that flowed out from the old man's body.

At that moment, it seemed to have lasted for a long time, but it also seemed to have happened in an instant.

"Crack. . . " A sound that seemed to ring in the hearts of everyone present rang out. A thousand feet large stone monument appeared. Finally. . .

It cracked open.

It revealed the scene inside, It was a young man with black hair reaching his waist and blue eyes. In front of him, there was a long spear made of interweaving silver lightning that stabbed into the ground. The pair of black wings on his back were several feet long.

An enormous pressure that passed through the primeval era spread out in all directions like the collapse of the sky. This day was destined to not be peaceful, and the world trembled because of it.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and swept his gaze across the area with just a single glance. The fifty or so horse bandits who usually did evil deeds were instantly obliterated. This was the force field formed by the young man's terrifying pressure that squeezed the horse bandits into minced meat. . . .

What kind of gaze was that! Compassion, coldness, aloofness, and indifference. However, there was a look of confusion hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Coax. . . " A violent sound, just now, the weather was still ten thousand miles clear. No one knew when the sky was filled with dark clouds. The dark clouds that covered the sky seemed to be shrouding the sky. It was as if the end of the world had arrived!

An enormous heavenly might spread across the heavens and earth, and a thousand feet large silver lightning struck down from the sky towards the youth.

The young man raised his eyes slightly and ignored the bolt of lightning. However, the spear in front of him trembled slightly. The lightning that contained an enormous power was instantly absorbed cleanly. The threads of lightning that interweaved with the spear became even more dazzling, and there was a faint trace of red flowing about.

"What is this?" The young man muttered to himself. However, no one could answer him. The dozens of children had already passed out due to the pressure brought by the lightning. If the young man had not intentionally released the pressure to help them resist the power of destruction, they would have long been turned into powder by the heavenly might.

The lightning unleashed by the Divine King lightning tribulation was easily absorbed. The dark clouds in the sky were rolling more and more violently, as if they were provoked by the ant underneath the ground. The monstrous lightning was emitting a silver light that was tens of thousands of meters in diameter. A lightning that was several times bigger than the previous one struck down.

It wanted to punish this person who didn't belong to this world, and annihilate him under its mighty heavenly might.

"Could it be heavenly punishment? I. . . Then who am I? Why is the Heavenly Punishment against me?" The youth muttered to himself.

The lightning was once again easily absorbed by the spear in front of him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The huge heavenly punishment lightning was absorbed by the spear one after another, as if it was swallowed into the sea, unable to threaten the life of the otherworldling in front of him at all.

"Ulquiorra? Bai Ye? Who am I. . . "Suddenly, he thought of something.