"They're coming. ”

The Great Shining Spirit was wrapped in an iron-black cloak, her body twisted and floated on the surface of the snow's shimmer, and at her side, there would be the same strange woman at intervals, and her traces were uncertain.

The snow was like a flawless piece of white jade, and from time to time some skulls poked out of this white jade.

The snow with the Shining is unpredictable, but there are no more than a dozen Shining in total.

They go back and forth strangely in this reflective world.

East of the snow...

The heavily armored "army" of the jagged abyss formed a half-moon encirclement array, and it was extremely slaughtering.

Further west on...

It's a variety of monsters that are not humanoid at all, and these monsters are made up of various human parts, which is terrifying.

They only have three hours of sanity, and most of the time they need to be locked up in a closed cage, which is where the Iron Prison Ice Field comes from.

But at this time, these monsters came out to hunt.

They need to vent, or the repression will cause their only three hours of sanity to disappear completely.

These monsters are crossing the bridge.

Under the bridge is a turbid yellow, floating stream of bright red flowers and swollen corpses, which is a tributary of the Yellow Spring in the underworld, passing through here...

No one dares to cross the river from this Yellow Spring, so the bridge is the only passageway.

Demon Mountain clenched his mace and muttered, "This is destined to be a bloody battle, if they lose, the plains after that will no longer be able to stop them, and the Jagged Abyss will become their paradise."

Only when they get tired of playing will they return to the Iron Prison Icefield!"

Beside the Demon Mountain, another Spirit Slaughter Urn said, "This year, there are a lot of them... That's more than 10 times more than in previous years.

Magic Mountain, if I get bitten by them, help me... Smash my head completely and I can die.

I don't want to live to experience what it's like to be food... It was an insult to me, both physically and mentally. ”

The slayer has a strong vitality, so it is also a rare delicacy for those monsters, because it is more "chewy"...

Some of the Soul Slayer's weapons will be held in their hands as trophies.

Moshan nodded, "Yes to me. ”

This monster covered in black armor suddenly remembered that when he was the general of the Sunset Country, he had often faced each other on the battlefield, but he had never had the despair he had now.

He would lead the sturdy horse, who could no longer remember his hair, to the green pasture of the river before the great war, when the wind was slightly cooler, but it was much better than in the blizzard at this time.

Moshan smiled self-deprecatingly.

The monsters who chose the sawtooth abyss and struggled so far still have the world in their hearts after all.

But because of this unfirmness, the sawtooth abyss is the weakest, right?

His massive palm stretched out five misshapen fingers, and he clenched the mace with determination.

The man's appearance came to mind again.

With his black hair scattered, his expression seems to be as calm as the starry sky forever.

When he stands on one side, he is like the most ordinary and ordinary human being, but if he comes out, every time he makes a move, it will be extremely shocking.

"Yuan..."

The giant man muttered out the man's name, as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't utter a word.

He looked sideways at Sheba, who was standing on a high place watching the battle.

And the roar of the Night's Watch and the resentful charge was already ringing all around him.

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, the march of 10,000 people turned into an iron-colored flood, rolling up the snow and shaking the ground.

The monsters of the Iron Prison Ice Field on the opposite side also swept forward.

For some reason, the magic mountain gave birth to the feeling that the rabbit was rushing towards the tigers.

Look up again...

On the opposite side of the bridge, a pale man wrapped in a strange scarlet cloak was sitting on the shoulders of a monster dozens of meters high, overlooking here.

And on the cloak, there were a lot of arms that stretched outward, and these arms were pieced together with several arm segments.

It's like a man's wings!!

The great man on the Iron Prison Ice Sheet is going to destroy all of humanity...

Magic Mountain watched the confrontation of "Rabbit Fighting Tiger", although it was restrained by Shining, but it was still useless...

"It's time for us to go. ”

The Soul Slayers looked at each other, then clenched the heavy weapons in their hands.

"Roar!!"

Two charges.

And in the near future, there will be a confrontation, and the two people who will decide where the world is going are hiding behind each other's forces and watching.

At this time, it was not yet their battlefield.

All they need is to watch in silence, that's all.

...

...

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Xia Ji looked into the hole under the grave.

He saw a steel coffin oozing blood from the bottom up, rising higher and higher.

This continuous "knocking sound" is the sound of the unknown horror in the steel coffin banging on the lid and trying to break free.

Xia Ji thought about it and decided to give it a hand, so he went down, stretched out his hand, and touched the bleeding steel coffin.

The palm of his hand touched, and a strong corrosive sensation came, as well as the sensation of countless red hairsprings trying to burrow into his pores.

"Very good. ”

Xia Ji directly exchanged it for true qi, and soon, there were hundreds of years more in his body.

The coffin broke, finally fell to the ground, and then suddenly all the noise was gone.

It's just that the surrounding stele spirits were so frightened that they retreated in all directions, and it was originally a semicircle of two zhang, and the clear sky became ten zhang in an instant!

Throughout the necropolis, white crows hissed in panic.

In the very center, there is only a man and a quiet coffin.

Xia Ji thought for a while: "Can't you open it?"

Then...

A seductive voice came from the coffin.

It was the voice of the concubine.

"Help me, help me. ”

This familiar voice drilled into his ears, Xia Ji closed his eyes, and the fetters of a hundred generations flashed in his mind,

Although the picture of this hundred generations has been extremely blurry, even a few lifetimes ago, there was no picture at all...

However, the complicated feelings in my heart were detonated by this familiar voice.

"Help me... Help me..."

The voice grew more and more pitiful, filled with a strange magical sound.

Xia Ji walked forward, his hands on the bloody coffin, "Well, I'll help you... Here it comes. ”

Click...

The bloody, dark coffin board was pushed away a bit.

Phew!

Two miserable white hands instantly grabbed the person pushing the coffin and dragged him into the dark coffin.

Whoa...

It closed again like a coffin.

It seems that there are no people around.

Everything is an illusion.

It is full of the tranquility of the world of the strange and the dead.

"Ahhh

Silence is torn apart!

The coffin soon erupted with a scream that did not resemble a human voice, a cry that evokes the cry of "whether it could have been inhumane torture in a conscious state".

"Ahh

The terrible wails resounded and never stopped!

The voice gradually calmed down, and finally it was quiet again.

Outside the Necropolis.

The red-armored and white-anchored Slaughter Spirit finally had nervousness in his eyes...

He had a preliminary guess.

The woman who had hidden before and was still pretending to be a newcomer at this time also smiled in shock and mockery.

It was shocking that the man had been able to hold on until now.

The irony is that he died tragically after all.

The longer it is supported, the more miserable it will be.

It's ridiculous.

Brush!!!

The black stele spirit was suddenly swept away, and the cemetery suddenly cleared, bathed in red light again.

The slaughter spirit looked at the hole in front of the giant red rust tomb and the dark coffin outside, and did not dare to move.

It wasn't until the powerhouse of the sawtooth abyss came that they made a decision.

With the cooperation of the four slaughtering spirits and the four shining spirits, the coffin was sent into the hole again, and then buried in earth to straighten the tombstone.

Moment.

The necropolis was restored to its original state.

And in the dark.

Xia Ji suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.

What those stele spirits were afraid of just now was the monster in this coffin, and if they tortured and killed this monster, the stele spirits were very likely to disperse.

If they disperse, they will not be able to continue to explore the cemetery.

And in the depths of the cemetery, it is impossible to continue because of the lack of "unknown passes".

So...

He chose to hide in this coffin and let the four Slayer Spirits, the four Shining Spirits carefully bury him.

Right now...

It's time for him to keep exploring.

In the darkness underground, there was a low, triumphant laughter.