Everyone knows that the figure that suddenly appears below is definitely not a normal human being, and they can't even be called creatures.

My life for the past 23 years is going to be explained here today. Wei Fang's pupils flickered with fear, but Rao didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

Sweat flowed on the white fat man's clumsy neck, and he looked at Wei Fang uncertainly.

As if thinking about pushing Wei Fang out and feeding down the group of Yin soldiers who are not easy to get along with, how much time can he buy him to escape. The answer is frustrating, with Wei Fang's small body, those Yin soldiers can tear him to pieces in the blink of an eye. Pushing him down at this time alarmed this group of Yin soldiers, even if he has four legs, he can't outrun these Yin soldiers who don't need to walk on two legs.

Biao Ye's face was as usual, and a figure in front of him gradually showed his true face in the fog. These slightly transparent blue-gray figures, dressed in the sacrificial costumes of an unknown dynasty, chanted incantations similar to ancient times in a strong dialect tone.

Intuition told Biao Ye that their lives were not in danger for the time being, but this was only temporary. The scene of hundreds of ghosts gathering in front of him, ordinary people will be weak and sick when they look at it, and they can only relieve their breath after lying in bed for a month. But for Biao Ye, who has seen real fear, these are just insignificant small scenes, and they can't shake his mind.

After all, sometimes, when the body dies and becomes a soul body, it will be more free......

The deep dialect chant sounded louder than the other, and in an instant, this underground space was completely overwhelmed by this strange and strange incantation.

Wei Flails reached out to cover his ears, but the voices seemed to be alive, burrowing into his head one by one.

Biao Ye and the white fat man looked at the suddenly fallen Wei Flai, and they both felt a little inexplicable and terrifying that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The white fat man glanced at Biao Ye, Biao Ye shook his head slowly, he didn't understand why Wei Fang was in this situation.

The wind was gusting in the tomb, and the chanting of the incantation in the tomb below was about to reach its climax. The blue-gray translucent figures dressed in ancient costumes, together with the leading priest-like figures, twisted their limbs strangely, like algae at the bottom of the sea, and seemed to swim in the air amorphously. This action stirred up layers of transparent ripples, and this fabulous miracle happened right under their noses.

The white fat man's first thought was to throw off Wei Flails and save his life first. But where can they flee now? Let's not talk about the yin soldiers below, if he escapes outside by luck, he makes up his mind to wash his hands, hide his name, and retire to the rivers and lakes, and he may have a few months of peaceful days.

But damn it, that horrible woman, won't spare herself easily. If she didn't do the order she ordered, and if she didn't take it out, her fate would not be much better than that squad leader in the ghost city.

He is an ant, those people want to pinch it to death, but they only have to yawn.

Biao Ye reached out and lifted Wei Fang's shirt and took out a disposable syringe and a small bottle of medicine. This is the universal antidote he gave to Wei Flail before, one of the reasons why this medicine is priceless is that it can also be used as a first-aid medicine, and most of the production is supplied to the military department, or as a bargaining chip, traded to various secret combat occasions.

The white fat man grabbed Biao Ye's hand and shouted in a low voice, looking at the figure below: "Do you care if he lives or dies?" Didn't he just save us rations when he died? ”

I don't know how long they will stay in this tomb, and since they have descended from this tomb, their lives can only be decided by God. There is a sentence he didn't say, although this kid fits his eye and has helped Biao Ye before, do you need to bother to help him so much?

This valuable potion was given by Biao Ye, and he didn't need to worry about it. But if this kid dies, this bottle of medicine can still be kept for the two of them.

"Withdraw your hand." Biao Ye whispered with his eyes, and there seemed to be two cold rays in his eyes, and the white fat man subconsciously let go of his hand.

Biao Ye withdrew his hand, took out the disposable needle, and slowly sucked the milky white liquid into the needle. He lifted Wei Fang's sleeve and injected the potion into Wei Fang's body, then tossed the empty bottle and used needle aside, and looked into the tomb with his arms and eyes as if nothing had happened.

The white fat man looked at Wei Flails who looked like a dead pig hatefully, and his head followed Biao Ye to the tomb.

The sacrificial ritual in the tomb seemed to have reached its climax, and more and more blue-gray figures joined the ceremony. It was like an alternative carnival, the sound of chanting incantations was getting louder, and blue-gray figures filled the chamber, and their costumes were changing, and the colors on them seemed to be more and more vivid. A ruthless hand, across the long river of time, blasphemously wiped away the dust that had fallen over the years.

The white fat man and Biao Ye also seem to be caught in this invisible time vortex, and they feel that they have returned to thousands of years, but to an even longer age. They saw a brilliant and strange people, celebrating a different kind of program, a large abstract symbol, condensed in mid-air, that symbol was like two criss-crossed, lightning bolts that pierced the night sky, dividing the night sky into four sacrosanct realms.

The faces of the people below were even more holy and crazy, and they saw the red in the eyes of these fanatics. This is something that people in the era of peace can not understand, the so-called morning news, death can be carried out, these ancient people have a firm belief in their hearts, this kind of belief and persistence, just the white fat man such a profit-seeking thing can never understand.

And Biao Ye has more or less such a thing, but his mental image is extremely unstable, and now it is just a piece of glass full of cracks, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, under the self-protection of the body, he has entered a state of chaos, and his consciousness is muddy.

At the end of the ceremony, the high priest suddenly raised his right eye, and the chanting of the incantation did not stop. It was like the waves in the sea were stacked on top of each other, wave after wave, and the sounds made by these people's thin bodies converged into a solid one, and the heavens and the earth shook and turbulent at this moment.

Incredible! The ants actually shook the towering tree of heaven and earth, and it was such a sensational thing that happened alive in front of their eyes.

These people should have a common identity, they are one of the oldest professions, they shoulder the heavy responsibility of communicating heaven and earth, gods, cowardice and evil, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and master secret knowledge. They are generally called witches, and it is rumored that Pangu's body has turned into twelve great witches, and these people with magical powers are the descendants of those great witches.

The Great Witch stopped his sacrificial dance movements, and hung firmly on the ground like an ancient pine tree standing on a cliff, connected to the ground under his feet with only one foot.

The wind stopped at this moment, and the dust stirred up floated in the air, and even the twinkling stars in the sky converged their light, and a huge star that emitted a red glow, like an eye, closed one by one, and retreated from the stage unwillingly.

It has always been thought that the victory of man over heaven is a spiritual comfort for Ah Q, but for the first time in the mysterious realm, human beings have defeated the great power of nature, which represents fate. How can it be possible to achieve inhuman deeds in human bodies without paying a price.

The stopped dancing posture fell one by one, and one by one the blue-gray transparent figures flew into the air and then became disillusioned. The perspective is magnified at this moment, and there is more than one such sacrificial place, and the same scene is staged in different places one after another.

The tall bodies of the human witches stood still like a marble statue, and then they seemed to have been drained of their souls, and they spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The creeping figures were actually shaking violently, the heavens and the earth began to move again at this moment, the sound and color returned to this world, and the crimson stars in the starry sky disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared in this world.

The trembling witches, not because of other sequelae, they all let out relief and laughed arrogantly: "Hahahaha......" The head was raised high, and the starry sky was slanted on their faces, they were extremely arrogant and mocking, with the privilege of being a great witch. It's as if they're shouting loudly, human! What about humans!! Don't! Don't want to trample on it - this is the dignity and bottom line of a species.

Just like the gorgeous neon lights in the city are extinguished at dawn, the magnificent bodies that are invincible turn into the tiniest dust in the world, carried away by the wind that encompasses all things, and fly to the ends of the earth.

The white fat man also vaguely saw a huge glass cover unfold, enveloping and covering them, a huge figure beyond the limit of the eyeball, occupying and depriving him of all thinking ability, fortunately it was only a glimpse, that image came and went quickly. His consciousness lost control, and the time for which his self-consciousness as a human being was washed away was very short, but why wasn't that a blessing? There are certain realms that are absolutely off-limits to humanity, and it is only a matter of time before they step into them and be assimilated or eliminated.

Different from what happened to the white fat man and Biao Ye, Wei Flail seems to have had a very bizarre "dream......

The vast and vast universe has been the place of human curiosity since ancient times, and many scientific researchers have spent their lives just to prove that human beings are not the only intelligent race in the universe, but if the scene under the thin veil of truth is presented in front of people's eyes, who can afford this result?

This was a long and wonderful dream, Wei Fang opened his "eyes", and suddenly felt a very strange sense of incongruity, he could feel his hands and feet and other senses, but there seemed to be some slight difference, this feeling had to be indescribable.

If you have to use an analogy, it's about the same as the Minotaur of World of Warcraft, running into the world of StarCraft and driving a totem to beat up a fire cockroach.

Wei Flail could not describe his current state in precise words, he seemed to be alive and dead, and there were many similarities with the out-of-body spoken of by the older generation. All he could perceive was endless darkness, cold, gloomy and silent, no light or heat, no reference to draw on, and his memory finally stuck in the damp catacomb.