The ancient Inca kingdom was too big, even the most learned historian of the Han Empire was still hard to figure out.

When the Inca Empire was at its weakest in its internal turmoil, the army of the Han Empire was unable to enter the depths of this country, just because this country was a country of monsters, and every citizen was a powerful warrior.

The talent of the monster clan is not comparable to that of humans. At least, ordinary humans are absolutely impossible to compare with the monster clan.

The elder led many new disciples from the Qisha Peak to hurry. After a few days, he had arrived at the edge of the battlefield ruins of the Inca Empire. Although it was only the edge, it still made all new disciples from the Qisha Peak who came here feel sincerely shocked.

The various buildings made of huge rocks weighing thousands of pounds were magnificent, and each thing seemed magnificent. It was wide enough to be parallel to ten carriages. Some statues that were still remaining were about to collapse and exuded a momentum of looking down on the world.

What was the monster beast clan like three hundred years ago, and how majestic the Inca Empire was back then.

For a moment, countless disciples of the Seven Evil Peak fell silent. In the past three hundred years, there was little legend of the Inca Empire in the Han Empire, and even the sealed land in the southwest corner was gradually disappearing into the minds of most people in the Han Empire.

Although some of these new disciples of the Qisha Peak are from the southwest corner, some of them are from outside, but they don’t know the story of the Inca Empire. At this time, when they saw these majestic monuments, they couldn’t help but tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Such an empire, a once great existence, should the remaining ghost be so powerful?

They are all warriors, but they know that ghosts are not like ordinary people who are meant to be like ghosts. They are formed by the thoughts of powerful warriors. They are only because of their unwillingness before death, and at the time of death, they solidify the power that is about to dissipate in their bodies with their souls, thus becoming an immortal existence wandering between heaven and earth.

Most of these ghosts have one commonality. The stronger they were in life, the stronger they were after death, and even after death they were even stronger than before they were in life.

This kind of immortal being is far more powerful than ordinary warriors. Although they no longer have the thinking of their lifetime, the instinct of fighting still exists. Moreover, as time goes by, the instinct of fighting will become more and more sensitive, and even have the possibility of regaining their thinking.

The elder seemed to see the fear of the new disciples, and he suddenly sneered.

"As a warrior, he is an existence wandering around the edge of life and death. Could it be that you are afraid of the ghosts here? In this way, you'd better meet with me. I'll beg the sect leader to slap your martial arts and then let you be an ordinary person. Is this what you think?"

The elder's tone was not harsh, but he was extremely serious.

With a word, all the new disciples of the Qisha Peak suddenly became shocked, and they abandoned their martial arts, drove them out of their masters, and became ordinary people.

How can this be done? No warrior can accept such a thing. A warrior will never be willing to lose his martial arts even if he dies. The life of a warrior is the first life, but his reputation instinct is the second.

"Let's go, we need to be familiar with the terrain and environment here first. A group of senior brothers who want to capture us will arrive in a week. If we can't get familiar with this place early, we will not have the strength to play a hide-and-seek game with our senior brothers."

Luobei slowly walked towards the ruins of the battlefield ahead, and spoke in an extremely funny tone.

In a word, the tension and fear of those newly born disciples eliminated the newly born tension and fear. Most of them laughed and followed Luo Bei one by one and walked into the ruins of the battlefield.

But these new disciples have no ambitions. In fact, under the secret technique of the mental power of Luobei that day, the deeper the feeling of the people, the faster they will die.

The destruction of the secret mental technique helped Qisha Peak eliminate most of the ambitious disciples. Those who were still alive at this time were not ambitious people, but were grateful to Luo Bei, and it didn't matter if they followed Luo Bei.

What's more, Luo Bei has not shown the intention to be the boss now.

This scene made the elder nodded slightly. He had seen too many people and things, and many people clearly expressed their ambitions from the beginning to be the boss.

This type of person may succeed, or may not succeed, but it is impossible for most people to be kind to him. Almost no sect leader is this type of person.

The other type of people just happens to be the opposite and never says anything. However, every time something happens, this type of people plays a leading role. This type of people does not need to do anything deliberately, but everyone has naturally regarded it as the leader.

In the eyes of this elder, Luo Bei is undoubtedly the latter.

The ruins are not complicated. After all, this place is just an outer periphery. Luo Bei slowly walked around with the new disciples, but only saw some ordinary houses, most of which were decaying, leaving only the amazing ruins.

After walking around, Luobei has already confirmed that this place was probably an ordinary town back then.

Of course, it is not appropriate to say that it is a small town. In fact, this town covers at least hundreds of square kilometers, and even a martial artist with excellent light skills will take a lot of time to circle it.

However, what puzzled Luo Bei and others was that after turning half of the town, there was no trace of ghosts at all. There seemed to be no ghosts in this place.

"There is another last place. If I'm not mistaken, that place should be the concentration of ghosts. If the ghosts in this place are really bound to some place, it is a good thing for us."

Luo Bei leaned against the wall, looked at the more than 20 people in front of him, and spoke slowly.

The more than 20 people also looked at Luobei. They turned half of the town and had not seen the ghost, and they had already felt a little uneasy. At this time, Luobei said this, which made them lit up their eyes.

Regardless of whether these disciples were talented or mediocre, Luo Bei woke up first when they were shocked. At that time, Luo Bei had already left a profound mark in their hearts, but they subconsciously wanted to rely on Luo Bei.

"If I'm right, those ghosts should be there."

Luo Bei reached out and pointed to the center of the town, but it was the only place they had not gone, just because the road to it was extremely rugged and bumpy. In order to save time, they had spared it before.
Chapter completed!