A scene that can only be seen on the movie was miraculously presented in front of Feng Zilong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a thrilling scene that he had only seen in movies before.

In reality, there is such a bizarre thing that exists or happens?

Feng Zilong looked at the scene in front of him stupidly, forgetting for a moment that the danger had not passed.

Indeed, the danger has not passed.

Although the behemoth was blown in half, its life did not stop. It turned out that the thick fog in the sky was actually formed by the air flow coming out of its nostrils, so it was no wonder that it smelled very fishy in its nostrils.

One eye, one hidden under the thick body hair, slowly opened at this time.

It was a red eye. 、

There is a Buddha statue in the eye.

Another physical existence of a Buddha?

Feng Zilong can't care so much, he is a materialist himself, so naturally he will not believe that the monster in front of him is really another existence of the so-called Buddha. He only believed that bullets could take lives, so when that eye opened, Feng Zilong's gun happened to be aimed at the open eye.

Trumpet!

As the green smoke rose, the disemboweling bullet entered the eye.

The eye lost all sensation at a pain, and then heaven and earth withdrew from its world, and everything sank into darkness at a speed that was visible to the eye.

Darkness fell, and the body collapsed.

The behemoth is finally dead.

The behemoth that fell to the ground covered half of the rocky slope, and most of the stones on the slope were shattered. Behind the giant corpse, a faint Buddha statue rose at this time.

It's really a Buddha statue.

Zhao Min in the distance had already bowed down to her.

Feng Zilong didn't care about her.

Whether she worships or not is her business, and it has nothing to do with him at all. Now he just wanted to see if the Buddha statue was a shadow of something. But in front of him, there was nothing else except the giant corpse that covered half of the rocky slope.

He decided to go and see what was going on.

No matter what kind of illusion the Buddha statue is, he has to figure it out, after all, he has not figured out whether the world in front of him and the outside world are the same world. If so, then what separates the two worlds, and if not, how can this be explained?

He won't stop until he gets this thing to the bottom of it. Because I don't want to leave here with any regrets.

Here, he sees a world that is different from the outside world.

There were only rocks, other signs of life, and no other creatures except for the dead behemoth in front of them. This is a world full of dead silence, where everything begins and ends with stones.

The stone, which is the signature here, is the symbol here.

Woo -

When Feng Zilong raised his feet and walked towards the rocky slope, the corpse, which had been dead for a long time, suddenly let out a dull low roar. It turned out that he wasn't really dead? Feng Zilong stared at the huge corpse, and couldn't help but be a little timid.

Timid, for the first time in his life.

Not for anything else, just for the huge corpse in front of me.

Normally, when someone mentions the word fear, he will always be ridiculed, but at this moment, he feels afraid, an unspeakable fear, and it is even more irresistibly invaded his brain.

Really scared!

Real fear!

Fear and fear, like a boning knife, picked at his bones and muscles, and in the click, the bones and muscles were separated, bones were bones, muscles were muscles, as if they were separated from each other, and there was not a trace of muscle on the bones, and there was not a trace of bone in the muscles.

It is the separation of the spiritual person from the real person.

It's not hypothetical, it's real.

Feng Zilong felt that the coldness was like a biting ice water that was filling his soul, but Zhao Min, who was in the distance, didn't know that he was undergoing a torment of separating his spirit from his flesh and skin.

If she saw it, she would cry in pain.

The pain is known only to him.

That kind of suffering, only he can bear it.

The sizzling sound of the moment when the bones and muscles were separated made him feel that life was so fragile and vulnerable. In the past, he had always thought he was indestructible, and now, he knows how vulnerable and incompetent he is.

The sun, which slipped into the western sky, seemed to have lost its temperature, and gradually became cold, only the broken corpse was still struggling in a pool of blood. Everything is approaching nothing.

In the distance, Zhao Min was approaching as fast as he could.

She didn't want to see Feng Zilong die.