Chapter 1337: New tomb

When a team of white-clothed swordsmen hung their long swords around their waists and looked at this new world with curious eyes, what they saw was the densely buried graves.

There are tombstones cut out of wood everywhere. The tombstones have names written on them one after another. They are arranged on the side of the road. They are not neat, they are just one piece by piece, and it seems that the end is not visible.

"What's the matter?" A swordsman who had just arrived on Planet Hope 2 frowned and looked at the tombstone under his feet, asking in disbelief.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of enemy it was that could make his fellow students pay such a tragic price.

"Here... there are more than 100 new graves, right?" A female swordsman looked pale, looked at the graves one after another, and said in a low voice.

"But...we, we are here, where are we going?" A young male swordsman turned his head, looked at the beam of light of the "ship bridge" not far behind him, and muttered in disbelief.

This team of white-clothed swordsmen had just walked out of Cambridge of the Heavenly Sword God Sect. They hadn't even looked at the world in front of them, and they saw these stunning new graves.

"Let's go, maybe it was transported here and buried, reminding us not to underestimate the enemy." A swordsman glanced at the graves on the roadside and continued to walk forward.

When several swordsmen heard his words, they all cleared up their feelings and continued to follow the crowd.

Over their heads, the flying boats that transported the swordsmen passed by one after another, transporting the full-loaded swordsmen to farther places.

On the flying boat, a swordsman lay on the side of the ship and looked at the ground under his feet. He saw the fragmentary boulders stuck on the ground in the distance. These scenes were obviously not formed naturally.

Of course, he didn't know that these huge rocks were actually the "corpses" of a sword's edge. He still couldn't imagine the terrifying scene of a sword's edge being crushed.

At the height that the flying boat passed, he still couldn't see some details on the ground, and he didn't know that what he passed by was a cemetery of the Heavenly Sword Shenzong swordsman.

The swordsmen walking on the ground finally began to realize that something was wrong. They were able to see some fragments of the sword's edge, because some broken glazed tiles and broken huge wooden red pillars could be seen on some of the rubble. They were all familiar with these things.

A swordsman walked up to a stone, stroked the floating soil on it, then looked at the door behind him, and said, "This is a whole piece of spiritual stone... it is something that can only be used by the sword."

"Its energy has been completely exhausted...The guarding peak formation is broken!" Another swordsman also recognized the stone. If the energy is not exhausted, the stone should emit a faint light.

But now, this stone is lying here, bleak, almost as few as ordinary stones. If it weren't for seeing too many spirit stones that exhausted their spiritual power, these swordsmen might not be able to recognize them.

"Brother! Senior!" A young swordsman hurriedly walked over, standing behind the two swordsmen, clasped his fists and said: "There is another graveyard over there...the scale is bigger, and there is no end in sight."

Hearing the report from the same door, the swordsman frowned slightly, and then walked quickly with someone. After bypassing a huge boulder stuck in the ground, they saw a new cemetery.

There are still some fallen branches on the ground with white banners tied to them. Many grave heads have been damaged because of the impact of the huge boulders.

Some white clothes can be vaguely seen in the mud, as well as some broken swords or other messy things.

What shocked them even more was that there were still some corpses of white swordsmen waiting to be buried not far away, and apparently no one paid any attention to them.

"Exposing the corpse wilderness?..." This thought appeared in his mind, making the headed swordsman's face in white even harder to look. The Heavenly Sword God Sect has a tradition of placing corpses of the same family, and it is rare that such corpses are left aside and no one cares about.

unless……

He walked quickly and saw a swordsman guarding the corpse, sitting on a rock in a daze.

"What's going on...Where did so many corpses come from?" The male swordsman with the highest status among the newly arrived swordsmen asked as he walked to the dazed swordsman.

The swordsman who was sitting on the rock guarding these corpses raised his head, smiled bitterly, and replied: "There are too many dead people to bury them. You are finally here, help handle these corpses, just Let's be buried."

"It's unreasonable! We are here to fight, where can we take care of this!" A new swordsman snorted and argued.

"Ha... don't worry, don't worry... soon, you will understand!" The swordsman guarding the corpses shook his head, retracted his gaze, and continued to stare at the corpses in a daze.

In his opinion, these newcomers still don't know how terrible this world is! They had never seen those terrible explosions, hadn't seen the light that ruined the world, hadn't heard the deafening sound.

Ten thousand sect disciples, most of them have become corpses before they actually fight face-to-face with the enemy.

This is the cruelest war he has ever seen! The previous wars, compared with the current one, may not even count as a joke!

Only after experiencing all this in person will you understand that this is not the heaven and blessed land of the Heavenly Sword God Sect at all. It may be a hell, a life-swallowing... terrible hell!

There is still a smell of dust in the air, after all, the fall of a mountain is not a trivial matter.

The graveyards that have been destroyed are still surrounded by endless graveyards. The death of thousands of people is not a trivial matter for the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

"We want to get justice for our dead colleagues!" Looking at the graves in front of her, a female swordsman gritted her silver teeth and said fiercely with her fists.

"That's right! We must seek justice for these fellow men who died in battle!" Another male swordsman immediately followed and shouted loudly.

Their shouts enveloped the entire marching team in a tragic atmosphere. Every disciple of the Heavenly Sword God Sect had made up his mind to punish those damned enemies.

"Accelerate forward! Master is destined, accelerate forward!" A high-ranking swordsman flew in the air, delivering the message loudly.

The team of swordsmen walking on the ground, no longer in the mood to look at the graves buried on the side of the road, began to rush forward.