Chapter 395: Retreat

It's very likely, and if that's the case, it can be explained clearly.

This thing wanted to accept my anger and leave the area, so when I first saw it before, it didn't rush into action.

But by now, I've taken this thing to the edge of the tomb completely, and I've completely lost its usefulness, so this fierce spirit chooses to attack at this time.

I felt a cold air of death, and it made me feel like my heart was beating when this thing bound me.

In this situation, the gluttonous pattern on my hand cannot be activated, and it is too difficult to deal with this thing.

The fierce spirit of the white shadow gradually emerged, and gradually became clear in front of me.

As the shadow of this white fierce spirit emerged, I felt the yin qi around me become even stronger.

Even if this thing hadn't directly hurt me, it had already made me extremely uncomfortable.

"Giggle....."

I could clearly hear the gurgling sound in the throat of the fierce spirit in front of me, although the fierce spirit in front of me was only a virtual body, but I could clearly hear the sound, which obviously showed that this fierce spirit was definitely not so simple.

I didn't see many spirits, but I didn't have them that could make such a distinct sound.

The white shadow spoke clearly in front of me, and I was able to see the white shadow clearly now.

This white shadow is a woman dressed in white, her original height is about 1.7 meters, and her waist is very slender.

There was a hint of beauty in this figure, but when time fell on the face of this fierce spirit, this beauty was destroyed in an instant.

A highly decaying face doesn't look like a human face at all, and it can be said that there is no whole piece of flesh and skin.

The eyeballs are pitch black, and I can't tell the difference between the eyeballs and the whites of the eyes, just seeing these eyes, makes me feel like I'm fried all over my body.

In a place like the tomb, even if such a thing jumps out without making a move, it is estimated that it can scare a large number of timid people to death.

Even if I have experienced several times of going to the grave, my heart has been honed a lot stronger than normal people, and when I see the front of this thing, I still can't help but beat faster.

I couldn't move, except to see the thing drifting in the direction I was now.

When the thing floated over, it didn't make the slightest sound, as if there was nothing in front of it.

This is completely different from the gurgling sound that I made before.

Bang!

The moment the thing came to me, all of a sudden, I heard the air around me pop.

The explosion was so loud that it almost made me tremble, but after this tremor I was over, a look of ecstasy appeared on my face.

Because under the effect of this tremor, I can feel my body return to movement.

Hearing this voice, the fierce spirit in front of him instantly changed.

The fierce spirit in front of him seemed to be frightened, and almost in the blink of an eye, it immediately floated away into the distance.

The spirit left very quickly, as if it had come, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But at the same time, although the fierce spirit in front of me has retreated, my face is not good-looking.

The scene in front of me seemed familiar, and it was the same when facing the scorpion that could create illusions before.

Judging by the strength of the voice, there is a high probability that the one who made the sound was the monster I saw earlier.

But the monster must have already left.

This monster is not slow to move, and it has already found what it wants to find before, so logically speaking, it has already left.

The speed of this monster is not something I can catch up with at all, and in such a situation, the possibility of me encountering that monster again is actually not high.

The voice only sounded for a moment, and there was no more sound.

I held my breath slowly, and little by little I made my way towards the space in front of me.

As the distance narrowed, I could gradually see the space in front of me.

This is a very large stone chamber, and the shape of the stone chamber is not a regular square, but a regular hexagon, and on each side of the hexagon, a coffin is attached.

The coffins on which the six sides are located are all made of a special stone.

I'm not unfamiliar with this kind of stone, which was used to build the walls of the front section of the same tomb before.

The wear resistance and firmness of this stone are not generally good, but it is very suitable for coffins.

Soon I was fully present in this kind of burial chamber.

The place where I came in was one of the corners of the hexagon, just in time to be able to see the six coffins in full place.

On these coffins, there are also these strange patterns.

The lines on these coffins are not very complicated, and they can even be said to be very, and the structure is probably only six or seven strokes.

This is probably some kind of writing, and according to my speculation, it is very likely that it was used to record the order of the coffins in front of you.

I took a slow step forward, staring closely at the coffin in front of me, the text on the coffin was obviously the same as the pattern I had seen before.

My brow furrowed slightly, not only because of the lines on the coffin, but also because of the sound I had heard earlier.

In this whole burial chamber, there is nothing but these six coffins.

There was no movement from the voices I had heard before, as if all I had heard was an illusion.

But if it's just an illusion, I'm afraid there is no way to scare away the wandering spirit.

Now that the spirit is gone, it means that the voice I heard before is indeed there.

But where is this monster?

Judging by these sounds, the location of the monster's sound should be around this area, but no trace of the monster's location has been found.

Just like in the tomb before, the traces that could have been seen and pursued were suddenly evaporated, and all traces disappeared without a trace.

What the hell is going on?

I couldn't figure it out, and the more I couldn't figure it out, the more furious I felt in my heart, and I always felt that at any point, that monster would jump out.

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