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Bizarre and mottled.

Suddenly appeared, Wu Hao was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The space in front of me is not large, and it is only the size of a basketball court.

The space above, thirty or forty meters high, was covered with snake-eye crystals like eyes.

This crystal, if you look closely, you can clearly see that there is a small deep crack in the center, while the rest of the body is blood-red.

It's like it's burning.

On the surrounding rock walls, there are dense red silk threads, these silk threads are entangled, like insects, deeply rooted into the rock wall, burrowed into the outside magma, as if absorbing some unknown energy.

And the source of these red threads is directly below the space, in a lonely tomb!

Or maybe it's a mound.

The grave is not large, only about four or five square meters, and there is a tombstone in front of it that is almost rotting.

"In the Mirror...... Comb ......"

"Dead ...... Blind ......"

The other words are no longer clear, and I can only vaguely see these words.

However, it was these words that made Wu Hao clearly feel a strong resentment, evil, resentment and ominousness.

On top of the tomb, there are light monsters and land separation, and the clouds contain five colors, which belong to the sky and spread for a few meters or so.

The colorful scene lingers gracefully in it, which makes people intoxicated.

It was a strange cloud of colorful air.

In front of the grave, there was a fire, and next to it was a pile of white firewood made of unknown pieces, which was automatically added to the fire one by one, and then the fire formed a substance like Taihu Lake stone.

These substances, in turn, were burned in the flames into colorful gases, floating into the air, and merged into the mottled and glazed air masses above the tomb.

The strange thing is that the firewood in the fire and the Taihu stone in the fire have never decreased or increased, as if they all appeared and disappeared out of thin air.

Looking at the grave

The whole has a dull red color and a fishy smell.

Slightly rancid, sour taste. It's like a corpse that has been left for many years.

Corpse blood, corpse stench!

Wu Hao sniffed it, and his face changed.

After entering here, he didn't find any trace of the cursed snake, he didn't know where this thing was hidden, and he couldn't even sense the comb with blood.

Walking forward, Wu Hao stared at the grave and looked carefully.

This thing was the monster he was looking for, or maybe it was this realm of flames, part of an organization that belonged to that monster.

At this moment, the ghostly mist surrounded the surroundings, emitting a piercing scream and laughter.

From time to time, it changed into a skull, staring at the grave, as if it could see through the grave.

The greedy look, almost undisguised.

But at the same time, he was a little hesitant and quite jealous.

"What about getting something in the grave of fear......

With one hand caressing the sun elf that kept bypassing his fingertips, feeling the mood fluctuations of the ghost fog, Wu Hao was thoughtful.

In the grave, there is a great danger, a great terror, a great evil.

Even the ghost fog with only a simple will, it didn't dare to enter for a while, and it was greedy and bloodthirsty, but it really endured it.

incredible

What is contained in the lonely tomb that makes the ghost fog so jealous?

Wu Hao felt it carefully, but except for the ominous, dark that was getting thicker and thicker, he didn't feel anything else.

It was as if the inside of the tomb was completely empty, empty.

The various breaths I felt before were only emanating from this tomb itself.

"Something isn't quite right!"

"Could it be that the Ghost Mist is interested in this tomb?"

"No, that's not right!"

"There must be something in there, I guess I'm ignoring something."

He groaned for a moment

Wu Hao no longer hesitated

Taking a step forward, the ghost mist touched the grave stele.

After a few moments, the body of knowledge gave only a few repercussions of information.

- Ghosts?? Grave??

- It was supposed to be pregnant with a ghost, or some other big horror, but strangely, it was empty now. Where did the existence inside go?

- Is it empty?

"Goblins?"

"No, definitely not a ghost!"

Wu Hao shook his head.

Until now, he had only seen himself as a ghostly grotesque. And most of the grotesques are in gestation, in the stage of time stoppage.

Although it can't stop this law in time to encompass all the grotesques in the world, it will guess like this until Wu Hao encounters other grotesques that can move freely.

After all, there are not many grotesques, and what he encounters is the stage of evolution that stops and stops, and it is conceivable that this situation should be relatively common in grotesques.

All the grotesques except him were stopped and slowly evolved, and he didn't believe in this strange tomb, with exceptions.

Unless there is tangible evidence to convince him.

Therefore, this lonely grave has never given birth to ghosts and grotesques.

Wu Hao didn't feel the same kind of grotesque aura as himself in it.

So, there's something else in this?

No matter how you look at it, the tomb itself is not grotesque, what is inside him is the point.

The grave is more like a nest, or just a part of the grotesque.

"Wait, the lair?"

Wu Hao's eyes gradually condensed.

He looked at his first mission, which had been at the top of the list since it was born as a grotesque, and that it had not changed.

Find the Lair - the Land of the Extreme Shade!

Maybe.......

What could be more fitting to be his lair than a tomb?

Isn't it the best choice for ghosts to match graves?

So, can this strange and evil tomb be used as a place of extreme yin?

All of this needs Wu Hao, open it and take a look!

Rumble!

The ghost mist could no longer be suppressed, and as Wu Hao's mind rose, a ghost mist split out, whistling, and rushed directly into the tomb.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds~

About three seconds after the ghost mist entered the tomb, the entire tomb suddenly cracked a huge hole in the middle.

Streams of extremely thick gray mist gushed out, like liquid.

Yin Qi!

What a rich yin qi!

However, Wu Hao didn't have time to step forward to take a closer look

The next moment!

Gurgle~

Countless bright red blood water, accompanied by yin qi, gradually flowed out from the cracks in the tomb.

The grave that covered it was completely contaminated with blood in an instant.

Turns dark red!

Traces of viscous blood could be seen, flowing out of the soil, pooling together, forming a pool of red blood in front of the tomb, not far from the tombstone.

This puddle of blood is very shallow, not big, but it looks only three or four centimeters deep.

It's like a red mirror.

Wu Hao fixed his eyes for a look, and then his face changed suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, the wisp of ghost mist came out of the grave, whistling back, turning into a skull, and he didn't know what was in his mouth, like a child who had stolen something, and instantly got into Wu Hao's ghost body.

Immediately after that, Wu Hao didn't think about it, turned into a ghost fog state, and instantly flew towards the cave when he came in.

In a thousandth of a second, he had already re-drilled out of the cave and returned to the realm of flames.

He.......

I ran away!

What exactly do you see?

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