It was very inconvenient for Bian Liang to move the corpse with one hand, so he shouted at the soul, and his body reorganized.

He didn't think about what to use to assemble his body, he just wanted convenience.

Unexpectedly, this time it was actually formed into a physical body, except for one arm that was a little strange, the rest were exactly the same as the original.

Bian Liang looked at his body with great satisfaction, and reached out to hug Shen Chai's corpse, only to find that there was not much flesh and blood left except for those petrified scale armor.

Bian Liang suddenly realized that the body composed of this body was actually the body of a friend, and he suddenly became unnatural, and he felt a little weird.

Who knew that there was a line of blood words under the corpse: Brother Bian, your body is too ugly, it is better to replace it with mine.

Bianliang stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, a little crying and laughing.

Judging from the handwriting, these words were written at the earliest, and the blood stains had long since dried up.

It can be seen that this friend of Amagi is interesting enough, and the first thing he did before he died was to think of the body of the staff officer, but later, it was obvious that he regretted it, or he deliberately made a difficult problem to cover up the handwriting.

If Bianliang hadn't moved his body, he wouldn't have found the handwriting.

It's just that the politician can't imagine that Bianliang doesn't want his body, but his ability doesn't allow it, no, he just wants to form a body, and he uses it directly.

Bianliang was a little emotional, when he put down the hand holding his forehead and saw the right hand made of a tombstone, he immediately felt that this arm was very eye-catching, and it was not worthy of Shen Chai's body.

So Bianliang shouted: "Change." ”

The stone arm fell off in an instant, and the blue circle of light rotated around the shoulder, and in an instant, another intact arm grew.

This time, there was no flesh or blood in Shen Chai's body, as if a snake had molted its skin, and only a lithified scale armor remained.

Bianliang put away the scale armor and prepared to bury it in the water, before that, according to the practice of the Sea Tribe, it was necessary to set up a spirit tablet.

The sea people are very casual about burying their bodies, and they don't have any special requirements, and they can throw them into the sea to feed the fish, but they are very particular about the spirit card.

The poor generally use a slightly higher rank of the Rong family, hoping to keep the name for a long time, even if the descendants are poor and unable to keep it that day, they can still sell it for a meal.

Ordinary people like to use stone carvings, because the submarine reef has different forms, and each piece can find out its characteristics.

The rich and powerful don't think so much, they just want one word "expensive", the more expensive things can reflect their superiority, so they use more sunken wood, because sunken wood is rare, and things are rare and expensive.

Bian Liang originally planned to get a piece of the reef of Shenxing Reef, and the same was true for Le Xia's spiritual position, which was just enough to make a pair, but he suddenly remembered that Shen Chai wanted to make it himself

The spirit card is burned, and the spirit card that can be burned can only be made of sunken wood.

Good guys, enough ideas! Bian Liang glared at the shell in his hand, and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, daring to love that this politician had already picked out the wooden monument, but he didn't expect it for a while.

Playing politics is to have a lot of eyes and eyes, and you can't prevent it!

Bianliang sighed, a little at a loss.

There are many woods outside the cave, but the buoyancy of the sea is high, and ordinary trees cannot sink at all, which is why sunken trees are expensive, especially at the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Bianliang's mind, and he turned to look at the well-dressed mound, and laughed maliciously.

This tomb is erected at the bottom of the sea, and it will definitely not be an ordinary wooden tablet, just for Shen Chai's use.

As for the words on the wooden tablet, it would be best if they could be removed, and it would not matter if they could not be removed.

Da Yin Si Li, talking about the person who erected this monument, not the owner of the tomb, when the time comes, just engrave Shen Chai's spiritual seat.

Thinking of this, the staff officer took Shen Chai's relics in his hands, and stepped forward to pull out the wooden stele.

Who knew that the place where the wooden tablet started was extremely cold, and if you looked closely, at the connection between the wooden tablet and the clothed mound, there were gray ghosts floating out from time to time, winding around the wooden tablet.

Bian Liang's expression was solemn, and he bowed his head to the wooden tablet, which was regarded as a greeting, and then he used his hand hard and began to carefully pull it up.

If the stele is torn off, there will be no other sunken wood nearby.

The wooden monument left the mound inch by inch, and every inch that was pulled out, the silver soul that floated out was many times.

At first, they just wandered around the wooden monument, but when they reached the back, they rushed over and bit like wild dogs.

The blue aperture of Bianliang's arm took the initiative to appear, and the yin ghost bit on the aperture, as if biting on an iron plate, and one by one the strange shapes drifted away.

When the wooden tablet was about to be unearthed, the ghosts gave up the struggle, and one by one made a ghostly roar, which was extremely eerie and terrifying.

Bian Liang sneered and pulled up the entire wooden stele.

In an instant, the cave melted like a wax figure, and the softened bluestone wall slowly fell.

Bian Liang hugged Shen Chai's corpse tightly, and with a thought, the whole person turned into a streamer and flew out of the melting hole.

The bluestone reached the top of his shirt, and collided violently with the blue circle of light, and from time to time there was gray smoke.

Bian Liang could clearly feel that his soul energy was disappearing little by little with the gray smoke, as if it had been corroded.

He made a decision on the spot

Throwing away his robes, he swept the bluestone and threw it into the melting black hole behind him.

As soon as the outer robe left its body, it lost its blue aperture defense, and immediately turned into a wisp of gray smoke and melted into the bluestone.

When Bianliang came to the grass, he saw everyone in front of him, looking in the direction behind him one by one, with an extremely frightened look in their eyes.

Bianliang turned around, only to see that the cave had completely melted, and the original foothills had turned into a mirror, and gray occupied everything.

That kind of ash is lifeless ash, and the hearts of those who look at it are lifeless.

After a few moments, the gray mirror began to flutter in the wind like waves, ripples, and mirrors.

The ripples rippled outward, beginning to erode the surrounding meadows and woods.

Everywhere the ripples went, the meadows and woods began to melt, like the cave.

And the scene in the mirror, first a few birds flew by, and then it became completely bright, and the bright eyes of people were almost unable to open.

Then, something strange spun out, first a corner of a strange thing, then half of it, and finally the whole picture.

It was as if it was wrapped in a thick film that made it impossible to see what's inside, and when it appeared in the mirror, the blurred film suddenly exploded.

Inside are countless sea of stars, moving around a certain trajectory.

During this time, a one-eyed stone man stood on a certain galaxy, and its head made of stone was far larger than any star.

The man opened a bloody mouth, as if he was looking up to the sky and roaring, and his spit flew sideways, drowning a star a little bigger than a fingernail.

In another galaxy, there was a half-human, half-horse monster, with a bow and an arrow, and an arrow shot through the eyes of the one-eyed stone man, shooting down with its tall body, shattering countless stars.

There are also lion-headed bird-body monsters with wings the size of a galaxy, constantly flapping their wings, and the wind fanned the movement of the stars, and even blew the half-human and half-horse monsters into two sections.

At the confluence of countless galaxies, in the midst of a sea of stars, a huge triangular battleship hovered into the sky, and the stars around it continued to turn into dust.

On the battleship, a golden light thicker than the galaxy shot out, smashing the lion-headed bird's body into a thousand holes.

Battles are everywhere, and the scenes are bloody and tyrannical.