The mist was thick and thin, as if a silver veil had been formed.

From time to time, the mist stirred up, as if it had been stirred by a pair of invisible mysterious hands, like some terrifying monster lurking behind the mist.

At this point, in the opposite direction of Fangzheng, inside a dim building, bang!

A scorched black corpse was casually thrown to the ground with a muffled sound.

It was the upper body of the Corpse King.

In the dimly lit building, on top of the bleak and desolate stone wall, there was a black figure that was infinitely elongated, and the owner of the figure, wearing a Huang Daxian stone mask on his face, was the lineman who stole the corpse of the Corpse King.

At this moment, the lineman squatted beside the corpse of the corpse king, and the tips of his right fingers seemed to lightly slash the palm of his left hand, but he easily cut the flesh of the palm, and large strands of red blood flowed out of the wound that rolled to both sides.

Tick... The crimson blood kept falling on the corpse king's face that opened in pain, roared silently with resentment, and charred and carbonized.

At this time, the Huang Tai Sin stone mask in the darkness was particularly ghostly and eerie in the dim world.

The Connector is cursed with blood.

began to draw ancient spells that writhed like earthworms around the corpse of the corpse king, and as the in-line master drew more and more spells, the sound of Suo Suo slowly sounded in the dim building, which was originally very quiet and quiet.

Listen closely, like the sound of someone walking in the dark.

If you listen to it carefully, it will be like a cry of pain.

But if you listen closely, it doesn't look like it's coming from a person......

These sounds are very soft, like someone whispering softly in your ear, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear anything clearly.

As time passed, the Connector drew more and more spells on the ground, and the whispering voice that had been known to Suo began to grow louder and louder.

"Suh... Kabari Nirvana... Whew, Wow Maya... 醯墀夜,醯墀夜,醯墀夜......"

The murmuring was getting louder and louder, as if there was an inexplicable presence in the air, chanting scriptures... But there was no one around, but the sound of scriptures in the air was still getting louder and louder.

Faintly, I seemed to see a lot of transparent light and shadow, and began to walk around the dim building, but these lights and shadows were too faint, and coupled with the darkness, I couldn't see whether these lights and shadows were the appearance of people......

I can only see these lights and shadows wandering like evil ghosts, as if they want to rush out and appear in the human world, but there is an invisible barrier to isolate these lights and shadows, and these lights and shadows can only stare greedily and viciously at the world, wandering irritably, unable to break through the invisible invisible barrier.

The sound of footsteps in the darkness that I heard at first came from these lights and shadows.

At this time, on the ground, on the wall, on the remaining stone tables, stone benches, and stone pillars, blood curses had been written by the lineman.

The lineman didn't seem to care about the blood in his body, and was still concentrating on writing down spells, wearing a face under a Wong Tai Sin stone mask, no one could see what kind of expression it was, and no one could see if the lineman was pale from excessive bleeding... It can only be seen that the lineman is still using blood as a medium, continuing to depict the next incantations.

At this time, the surrounding blood curses had covered the entire confined space, and those ethereal and illusory lights and shadows began to be forced, and the range of activities became narrower and narrower.

When the light and shadow finally touched a blood spell on the ground, the light and shadow disappeared, and then the blood spell actually turned into a conscious blood, actively flowing towards the corpse of the corpse king in the center of the blood curse.

When the two touched......

Phew!

There was an ancient blood-colored spell on the corpse of the corpse king, as if it was imprinted on the flesh by a red-hot iron in the air, and there was a soft sound of burning flesh... The crimson blood-colored spell on the imprint happened to be the blood spell that had disappeared from the ground!

Then, more and more light and shadow began to touch the ground, on the wall, on the stone pillars... More and more light and shadow disappeared, and then turned into flowing blood, imprinted on the corpse king's body.

The strange scene in front of me seems to be a very ancient ritual, or sacrifice, revealing an evil nature.

Just when the sacrifice entered the most critical juncture, and finally, the last blood curse on the ground was also imprinted on the corpse king, suddenly, the dome of the building in the originally confined space tore open a crack without warning.

The crack, like the collapse of the heavenly way in the blessed land, and like a portal with the power of the great shore living behind the door, it was a dark world, a hat, a coat, a white bone figure, sitting on the bow of the boat, pinching a small clay man, and then thrown into the waves of the river, and finally these clay people turned into a person, from the bottom of the river ashore, the expression on the face numb gradually faded away.

Call!

There was a strong wind in the building.

Time passes... The figure of the hat, who had finally finished kneading the dirt, began to shake the oars, and the boat was leisurely, gradually approaching the crack, and was about to descend.

The lineman was still concentrating on what he was doing, as if he was unaware of the outside world, like not seeing the crack portal in the dome overhead, not seeing the boat of the dark world behind the portal.

At this time, after the last blood curse was imprinted on the corpse of the corpse king, the connector walked to the corpse of the corpse king, hugged the head of the corpse king with resentful eyes with both hands, and pressed his two thumbs deeply into the corpse king's eye sockets.

Poof!

Two eyeballs burst on the spot.

The next scene was even more treacherous, only to see that the runes imprinted on the corpse Wan's body began to sink into the corpse king's body one by one, and then, there was a black liquid mysterious substance, along the two eye sockets that were crushed into the eyeballs, into the two thumbs of the lineman.

The black fluid traveled quickly, past the wrists, arms, up the neck, the mask, and finally all into the two eyeballs behind the connector's mask.

Although I don't know what conspiracy this connector is going to have, looking at the scene in front of him, it is not difficult to guess that the connector is sucking the corpse king dry.

At this time, the two eyes of the lineman began to gradually blacken... At this time, the small boat behind the crack was already close at hand, and the figure of the hat on the small boat had already stood up.

A bony hand with white bones slowly poked out of the cracks, and when it was about to catch the lineman... At this moment, there was no longer black fluid flowing out of the corpse king's eye sockets, and the two eyes of the lineman were completely blackened, leaving only black pupils and no whites.

Splatter!

The corpse of the corpse king was blown into powder, and the bones were crushed and scattered by the wiring master.

Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor liner!

And the pair of completely blackened eyes of the lineman finally raised his head and looked at the boat behind the crack.

At this moment, the cracks in the dome disappeared, the boat disappeared, the white-clothed man disappeared, and everything returned to the real world, and the gust of wind just now was gone.

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