Chapter 464: Killing. 3
The strong smell of blood, this brilliant scene, makes people dare not look at it directly.
Dry Bone Huan raised a hand slightly, and the sleeve of his coat swayed a few times in mid-air, Situ Ge thought he meant to say that it was okay, but he heard Dry Bone Huan ask faintly: "Ah Nong, do you want to see a scene of the resurrection of the dead?" ”
His voice was so soft that it almost melted into the gloomy world.
Qiu Yinong's heart couldn't help but tense, and he heard him say, "Come here, I'll show you what the resurrection of the dead is." ”
She came out this time, she was looking for Tianxiang Cardamom to resurrect the dead from Zhao Zishi, if this dry bone Huan knew the method of resurrecting the dead, why didn't she tell Zhan Yu, but let her see it here?
What does this man want to do?
She glanced at Bai Yuan, and saw Bai Yuan's expressionless face that had not changed for a hundred years, and finally appeared with an intriguing and deep expression.
He looked at the dry bones, saw Qiu Yinong looking at him, and quietly restrained his expression.
Qiu Yinong no longer looked at him, and walked towards the dry bones.
As soon as she walked to his side, she was suddenly picked up by him, her body jumped into the air, and her eyes suddenly spun, as if she saw the reincarnation of hell, and the corpses that had been piled up on the ground flew up one after another.
One by one, they leapt in the air, and they slowly formed a whole.
It's just that those corpses that have been chopped up, and when they are put together, they will still leave gaps, and that is the walking dead.
All the corpses were rapidly assembled, and soon, as if they had come to life, they all stood in place, arms and shoulders hung down, their heads drooping, and their bodies moving stiffly.
Behind them, they were shocked, drew their swords, and cut off a corpse.
He shouted in surprise, "Your Highness the Seventh, what is this?" ”
What even Bai Yuan didn't know, it seemed that this was the first time it appeared in Yan Kingdom, so it was so shocking to him.
Dry Bone Huan jumped to the back with the strong autumn mood, and fell steadily, looking at the surging resurrected dead, Dry Bone Huan raised his head and looked at the patio.
On the half-width of the sky exposed from the courtyard, a red full moon hung impressively.
But you know, now is the time of heavy rain, and the appearance of this full moon is too weird.
His voice, fluttering: "It's witchcraft." ”
After a pause, he continued: "Not far from here, it is Wujiang, there is a witch clan in the mountains, living in seclusion, full moon, residual blood, if you are not mistaken, the saint of the witch clan who is seen once in a hundred years has appeared." ”
"What?"
Hyamohara's voice suddenly changed a tone.
In the past six months, Zhan Yu has been looking for wizards from all over the world to survive for Zhao Zishi, but he has not been able to find a really useful one, I heard that there is a witch tribe hidden in the territory of Yan Kingdom, and there will be a witch saintess in a hundred years.
And the saintess of the witch clan, born with spiritual power, can use secret techniques to change people's names and transfer, and can also resurrect people's lives.
Although this witch saintess's spiritual power secret technique is unique in the world, it is regarded as an ominous thing.
Because every time the saint appears, it can cause the world to kill, and everyone in the world wants to take the saint for their own use, to achieve their own ulterior secrets, so they gather and stand to fight to the death, and the blood flows like a river.
Over time, the Wu clan lived in seclusion in the mountains, and no longer dared to appear in people's field of vision.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the Wu Clan has reappeared.