The cloaked man is an old monster more than 2,000 years ago, once prominent in an era, is a giant, lived for a thousand years, and then came to the end of his life, unwilling to die, so he exhausted his efforts, and finally found the method of resurrection from the ancient jade slip.

The premise of resurrection is death, so he did not hesitate to live but became a ghost cultivator, secretly operating, and plotting a resurrection plan.

"The time is ripe, this day has finally come!" he muttered softly, his voice very indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation.

He glanced at Wuyou's body, spread his arms, and opened his arms, and the next moment, his body disintegrated little by little, large pieces of rotten flesh fell off, and a very evil force began to shrink.

In a short time, the cloaked man's body completely disintegrated and shattered into countless pieces, and fell to the ground with the large black cloak, and then the fire flashed, all of them turned into ashes, and the wind blew, and everything disappeared, not a single hair was left.

A strange dark golden mask floated in the air, and the black air was swirling, and it seemed to emit a terrible ghostly roar.

At this time, the evil eye, which had replaced Wuyou's soul, suddenly moved, and the manipulator's body stood up, facing the golden mask.

Wu You actually came back to life, his heartbeat, breathing, body temperature, and pulse all recovered instantly, and there was a very terrifying power sealed in his body, which was very evil.

His eyes are dull, his expression is numb, and his face is expressionless, like an emotionless marionette.

"Evil Eye, accept my spiritual soul and merge with me, this is your last mission. An indifferent voice came from the Golden Mask.

Without the slightest hesitation, the evil eye swirled with black gas, opening a hole in the eye, which was deep and dark and terrifying.

The golden mask trembled, and a black ink arrow flew out with a "boom", shooting into the evil eye, and the black qi on the mask quickly faded, and soon disappeared completely, becoming very pure, quietly suspended in the air.

After the evil eye received the spiritual soul, it began to undergo a mutation, trembling violently, and actually disintegrated and melted little by little, and then completely shattered with a "bang", turning into pure energy.

The Evil Eye completed its final mission, its energy devoured Wuyou's soul, assimilated with it, and could completely control the body, while the Cloaked Man sacrificed the Evil Eye to provide himself with a medium bridge and turned Wuyou's physical body into his own.

Airplanes!

A large cloud of black qi entered from Wu You's head and entered his body, like a waterfall falling from the sky, and his whole body was shrouded in black qi.

Soon, the "waterfall" stopped, the black qi began to contract, and every wisp of it penetrated into the pores and entered the body, and everything returned to tranquility and calmness.

The next moment, the eyes of "Wuyou" opened and closed suddenly, little by little, slowly, and the blood light bloomed out, extremely red, breathtaking, and the air around the world began to turbulent.

It was as if the demon god had opened his eyes.

The moment the blood-colored eyes were fully opened, a terrifying and boundless evil force erupted violently, and the breath made people palpitate and tremble, as if the world was destroyed.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the mask, and put it on Wuyou's face, the mask was like a bloodthirsty monster, and like a red-hot soldering iron, as soon as he buckled it, his face made a tooth-souring "zizi" sound, white smoke came out, let go of his hand, and the mask seemed to grow on it.

"It's game over!" he began, his voice indifferent and his words as if they were the will of an ancient demon god.

Bang!

The surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of this terror, and the entire temple collapsed and collapsed, as if it had been exploded by a hundred tons of TNT, and instantly turned into ruins, broken walls, charred black, and buried together, as well as countless gold, silver, jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings.

……

In the swamp, the dark surface of the swamp is bubbling with bubbles, the smell is unpleasant, and some unknown vegetation grows.

Bai Qi Ian and Wen Renze are struggling to move forward, this swamp is a Jedi, the silt is not known how thick it is, it is very soft, and a feather can be swallowed into it, let alone three people.

One foot in the air, the person disappeared in an instant, fortunately, the three of them are not ordinary people, treading waves and sweeping water like walking on the ground, dealing with the swamp is not ambiguous, the real headache is that there are many monsters living in the swamp, will attack people, and there are many poisonous gases, inhaling a little will make the body soft, the face is blue, dizzy, is a sign of poisoning.

It is undoubtedly a difficult challenge to deal with the sneak attacks of various monsters, detoxify, and walk on the swamp.

"I'm damned, I lost my mother. Ian blamed himself very much at the moment, and his face was very ugly.

At that time, the incident happened suddenly, and when he reacted and wanted to save Moyu as soon as possible, he found that Moyu was gone, and most likely had fallen.

She couldn't fly when she fell from such a high place, and just thinking about the consequences made Ian's scalp tingle. The master handed over Moyu to him for protection, but he was so incompetent that he lost people.

"Don't blame yourself too much, in that case, there is no time to react, people are not calculated, and the main mother Ji Ren has her own natural appearance, so it should be fine. Bai Qi comforted on the side.

"I can only take one step at a time, alas, if something really happens to the master, then I will have no face to live. Ian sighed, then turned his head to look at Wen Renze lying on the ground, and said angrily, "Hey! Wen Renze, have you figured it out, where are you going?"

Wen Renze was fiddling with some small magic instruments such as copper coins and compasses, and there were words in his mouth, and he was babbling to find a way out of the murderous fortune.

Because it was a swamp, the ground was inconvenient for divination, so he requisitioned Ian's blazer as a matter of course. The black straight suit was thrown at the dirty and disgusting mud, and the corners of Ian's mouth twitched, Damn, Lao Tzu's Armani!

After a while, Wen Renze stood up, pointed to the east with his big hand, and said: "This place is dangerous, and there are great horrors in the north, south, and west, so let's go this way!"

"Is it reliable?" asked Ian, suspiciously, as he picked up his coat from the ground and threw it away with his teeth bared.

"Remove the word "? Lao Tzu made a move, a top two, when was it unreliable?" Wen Renze hugged his chest with his hands, and said with a stinky face.

So the three of them walked towards the east, very slowly, especially Ian and Bai Qi, walking on thin ice, cautious, feeling that it was not a good choice to hand over their lives to Wen Renze, the grandson.

The three of them walked farther and farther away, and soon disappeared on the horizon.

Twenty minutes later, three figures appeared on the horizon, running wildly, fast and screaming, and behind them, there was a terrifying beast roar.

"I'll fuck you, Wen Renze, do you want to explain?" Ian snarled as he ran.

"Mom sells batches! I'm scared to death, I'm almost roasted!" Bai Qi's face turned blue and he scolded.

"People are not as good as heaven, Ian, what you just said!" Wen Renze's face was like a bitter melon, he glanced behind him, and then changed color and shouted, "It's chasing again, run!"

A hundred meters behind him, a huge monster roared and chased after it, spitting fire while running, which was very terrifying.

(End of chapter)