Chapter 37 The Will of Terror!

The last time I saw the mysterious man, the mysterious man once said that the Kusanagi clan should be his junior according to the generation, and the mysterious man also deliberately explained that he was going to Japan to find the inheritance of the Kusanagi clan.

But now the old man tells himself that the Kusanagi clan is over and there is no inheritance! This made Zhang Yu a little unbelievable.

"Senior, you mean that the Kusanagi clan has already..." Zhang Yu couldn't help saying with difficulty.

"You're right. The Kusanagi clan has disappeared into the long river of the power world and will never appear again!" The old man shook his head with some regret.

It is not uncommon for a family and a sect in the power world to disappear. It is difficult to see how many sects and families inherited in ancient China. Even Zhang Yu can see the inheritance treasure of the sect at a European auction. It can be seen that the survival in the power world is equally difficult.

But it's still another sect. The so-called thing is none of his business. Zhang Yu is slightly touched at most. After all, he has no personal experience, but according to what his mysterious brother said, this Kusanagi clan is his junior. Imagine that the predecessor of that sect was not touched when he saw his junior's death, although it was over. Hundreds of years, but Zhang Yu still couldn't believe it. If the Kusanagi clan is gone, won't the world be the only inheritor of the hot sun battle pattern!

"Do you know about the Kusanagi clan?" Zhang Yu frowned and asked, not only did he want to know, but also if his mysterious brother was here, he would also want to know.

"The Kusanagi clan?" The old man frowned and even fell into meditation. "Your Kuozhi family should have some roots, right?"

"Yes, senior!" Zhang Yu nodded. It's not a secret thing that he has the hot sun battle lines. I believe that many supernatural people know it. "According to my brother, the Kusanagi family is my junior, so I hope the senior can tell me something about the Kusanagi clan."

"Your brother, do you still have a brother?" The old man listened to Zhang Yu's words and said hurriedly.

Zhang Yu nodded quickly and said, "I do have a brother, but I seldom see him, and I don't even know his name, and he gave me this weapon!" While talking, Zhang Yu's heart moved, and the Jinwu war gun appeared in Zhang Yu's hand.

In fact, Zhang Yu is also very curious about his brother. Now that he sees the high priest, a god-level strongman, he naturally wants to know something about his master from his mouth.

"This long gun..." The old man couldn't help looking at the long gun in Zhang Yu's hand. After careful observation, the old man's face couldn't help changing. "This is an artifact!"

"Artifact?" Zhang Yu frowned. In fact, Zhang Yu also had some speculation about this long gun, but Zhang Yu's knowledge was still very limited after all, and there were some things that he could not recognize.

"In the power world, generally powerful power people have their own weapons. This kind of weapon originally had their own names, but later a unified title appeared, that is, the holy weapon. However, although the holy weapon is powerful, it is not a weapon used by God, but just a waste refined by God. The old man smiled and said.

"Waste?" Zhang Yu was shocked.

"Yes, the sacred artifact is the waste of the artifact. Although it is a waste, the power is still very strong, more than ordinary weapons, but the power is not as good as the artifact!" The old man continued.

The old man's words made Zhang Yu realize the difference between artifacts and sacred artifacts, one waste product and one genuine product. Does the gap still need to be said?

"Your weapon seems to be..." The old man looked at the weapon in Zhang Yu's hand and suddenly frowned and said hesitantly, "I've seen it before!"

"What!" Zhang Yu was shocked. The mysterious brother once said that this weapon was used by himself before it was given to Zhang Yu. If he had seen this weapon, then the high priest is probably the brother who has seen Zhang Yu!

"Senior, where have you seen this weapon!" Zhang Yu asked quickly.

"I don't remember!" The old man shook his head and said, "It's just some impressions, but it should have been a long time ago. After such a long time, I can't remember it for a while."

Zhang Yu is also helpless about this. As a god-level strong man, the longevity is infinite. In this way, I don't know how many things the old man has experienced, and one of them is really hard to remember.

"The senior said that Kusanagi is the last bloodline of the Kusanagi clan. Why did he have to break into this holy place?" Although Zhang Yu was a little disappointed, he still asked what he wanted to know.

"I've heard something about this." The old man also knew that there was something to do with the relationship between the two. Now he said, "It is said that Kagura Palace wants to seize the blood of the Kusanagi clan for something. For this reason, the Kusanagi clan is killed and injured. The only bloodline escaped, but he doesn't want to die here."

"Kagura Palace!" Zhang Yu frowned when he heard the words. In Kagura Palace, Zhang Yu knew that it was also inherited from ancient times. It is said that it was inherited from the god Tianzhao, and the Shinto Temple was inherited from the man of Susanoo. However, not many people knew what it was, but he knew that these two Japanese power organizations had a history of hundreds or even thousands of years.

As one of the two major organizations in the Japanese power world, the Kagura Palace is very powerful, even stronger than the Shinto Temple. However, the Kagura Palace is very low-key in the power world. Few people walk outside. The most and most common Japanese power people walk in the power world are the power of Shinto Temple.

It can be said that the whole Kagura Palace is shrouded in this layer of mystery. Even with Zhang Yu's current authority, he can't find too much information about Kagura Palace in the database of the dragon group, and even in the power world, no one mentions this power organization that also belongs to Japan.

"Thank you, senior!" Zhang Yu said respectfully to the old man that if it hadn't been for the old man's words, Zhang Yu might have gone a lot of injustice, but now he has helped Zhang Yu a lot.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yu continued to walk towards the stone tablet. After a few steps, Zhang Yu suddenly found that his feet seemed to be sticky, and it was extremely difficult to move. At the same time, a powerful force oppressed Zhang Yu.

"How could this happen!" Feeling the terrible pressure from him, Zhang Yu hurriedly mobilized the power of fire in his eyebrows. With the gushing out of the power of fire, the pressure on Zhang Yu also eased a lot.

But even so, Zhang Yu felt that he was not relaxed. It was only a few steps away. There were still several meters away from the stone tablet, and the next distance was even more horrible!

Zhang Yu did not dare to take a step forward at all. He only dared to slide his feet against the ground and moved towards the stone tablet little by little. Sure enough, it was the same as Zhang Yu guessed. He just walked a distance of dozens of centimeters forward. Zhang Yu felt the pressure again. Although it was not big, Zhang Yu could feel this pressure compared with it. It was bigger before.

Right here, the old man behind him said, "The further you go, the greater the pressure. You must stick to it. As long as you get to the stone tablet, use your strongest attack, attack the stone tablet, break the stone tablet, and take out what you got from the stone tablet."

Listening to the old man's words, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel dizzy and used the strongest attack. According to Zhang Yu's own calculation, even if he could stick to the stone tablet, it would be difficult to do it, and he would also use the strongest attack.

As time passed, Zhang Yu also moved forward slowly. At the beginning, Zhang Yu could still maintain a certain speed, but later, every time he moved a little distance, Zhang Yu had to stop and rest for a while before continuing to move forward. But even so, Zhang Yu is still one meter to the left of the stone tablet. The distance on the right, this meter of distance is like a chasm in front of Zhang Yu.

At this moment, Zhang Yu is no longer free and easy at the beginning. His clothes are already soaked in sweat, his face is a little pale, his mouth is constantly gasping, and his feet are a little trembling.

It's hard to imagine that an S-level powerman would look like this.

The consumption of the body is secondary, but the consumption of Zhang Yu's mind is even greater, and he even feels bursts of dizziness.

"Miso!" The long gun in Zhang Yu's hand stabbed out and plunged into the ground. Now Zhang Yu's own strength is actually difficult to maintain the balance of his body. He has to rely on the support of the long gun.

"It's so uncomfortable!" Zhang Yu gritted his teeth tightly and moved slowly. The bones of his body were like being run over by a stone mill, which hurt his heart, which made Zhang Yu want to give up for a while. But there is a consciousness in his heart to tell Zhang Yu that he can't give up. Giving up means death. The two bodies on the ground are the best proof. Zhang Yu didn't dare and couldn't give up.

Zhang Yu's distance from the stone tablet is still shrinking, 50 cm, 40 cm, 35 cm...

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's body stagled, which shocked the high priest behind him.

"Are you going to fail!" Looking at Zhang Yu, who had surpassed the two corpses on the ground, a trace of loneliness flashed in the old man's eyes. The three adventurers failed. I don't know when the next qualified adventurer will come. Is it difficult for the Maya clan to welcome their gods after all?

When the old man thought of this, his face was also full of bitter smiles.

At this moment, Zhang Yu, who was half bent, slowly straightened up.

"Um, this..." Looking at Zhang Yu, who stood up again, the old man's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he whispered in surprise, "How can it be! He actually persisted by his will. What a tenacious will!"

Zhang Yu's eyes were slightly closed. Although there was a painful look on his face, he was more perseverance. At this moment, anyone can see that Zhang Yu had lost consciousness and instinctively moved towards the stone tablet, 10 cm... 9 cm...

Finally, in the unbelievable eyes of the old man, Zhang Yu walked to the stone tablet, but there was no movement at all!

"Boom!"

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared on the original quaint stone tablet, covering the stone tablet and Zhang Yu.

"This... the holy thing actually agrees with him!" Looking at the white light from the stone tablet, the old man's face suddenly changed again, as if he had seen something incredible.

Then the old man quickly took several breaths of air, and then suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Since the sacred object has recognized you, wait for you to wake up and break this stone tablet!" Looking at Zhang Yu, who looked relaxed, the old man smiled and even sat down.