Sikong was shocked in his heart, and walked towards his blue and white ceramic columbarium. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Holding the urn, it was heavy, and it seemed that it was really filled with the embers of Sikong's corpse.

'Bang'er ......'

When the altar was opened, Sikong looked at the columbarium, as if he was watching a mirror, only to see that there was a clear blue wave at the bottom of the columbarium, reflecting a scene-

The dimly lit underground dwellings are shallow and black, and ghosts often haunt the alleys and streets.

On a stone platform of nearly 100 meters where there is almost no black gas, and only two or three ghosts wander, there are more than 1,000 jars of ashes.

At this time, there was a person on the stone platform with his back to the field of vision, unable to see clearly, holding a jar of ashes, looking inward.

This person is Sikong!

Sikong raised his head suddenly, surprised, and stared at the urn in his hand again, and saw that the altar was gray, as if it was the beginning of the night, and it seemed that he could scan the whole situation at a glance, but when he looked closely, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Where the hell is this, it's fine in the house, how can you fall into this situation as soon as you get out of the door?"

Sikong frowned, condescendingly glanced at the entire underground residence, the houses were lined up one after another, the traffic was strange, and occasionally a villa stood in an open place.

There is a black ghost qi visible to the naked eye floating in the air, especially in a few places, this ghost qi is even to the point of condensing into water and waving his hand.

One of them is the residence of the ancient Buddha, the old Western villa.

Sikong looked into the distance, and saw a terrifying and tall ghost thing suddenly appeared, entrenched on the cross on the villa, and poured the cross into blood!

Suddenly, Sikong's heart moved, and the eyes of the blood plum became extremely deep, and the entire underground residence was packed into his eyes, and light was absorbed into his eyes.

Eyes of Origin!

It seems that the origin information of the origin object this time is too mixed and complicated, Sikong only feels that his eyes are extremely dry, and there is a faint stinging pain, and even the spiritual domain value has fluctuated, making Sikong's brain drowsy.

A moment later, the information of the scaly claws was parsed—

The dimensional array of life and death, reversing life and death, spanning yin and yang, and stealing the tomb of ancient civilizations

Outline of Origins: The Origin of the Dharma

Simulation level: low

Origin Derivation: Changing the world

Note: The object of origin has twelve reversible defects, suspected to be man-made, and has unknown effects

Sikong thought thoughtfully, but he didn't retract the Eye of Origin, the color of the blood plum in his eyes became stronger, and it slowly rotated, and then the entire ghostly underground dwelling changed its appearance.

The man-made buildings of Qianmo Traffic are gone, and the downside-down stalactites seem to have turned into bottles full of fireflies, and dots of light float in them.

The entire underground space becomes a free gas.

The black and purple flocculent stuff fluttered like sparks shot out of a pyre, sucking in the black gas all the time.

They are ghosts.

At the same time, in the field of vision, the streets paved with metallic bricks actually became wide red lines, united and branched, forming the shape of a cross.

The strange runes on the bricks have become some kind of conduction medium, vibrating at a frequency that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Huh? Is that? ”

With the operation of the Eye of Origin, the true appearance of this underground dwelling came into Sikong's eyes, and Sikong saw on both sides of the red lines, imprinted with the corresponding three-dimensional column-shaped colored pillars.

The formation pattern engraved on it, with that strange rune as the carrier, also vibrated at a frequency that was imperceptible to the naked eye!

One of the colored pillars stands in the East Kowloon District, in a small western-style building.

Looking at its position, it is the Luo Circle Chair that has been nailed to the stairs and symbolizes the status of the small leader!

Well, the significance of other colored pillars is self-evident.

Thirty-six small leaders, four big leaders, poisonous wolves, a total of forty-one colored pillars stand in all corners of the red line, forming horns with each other, looking at each other.

Especially the stone platform at the foot of Sikong, the whole body is golden, and the gas-like free form actually forms the appearance of a huge golden toad, but the eyes, mouth and nose of this golden toad are exaggerated and prominent, and the appearance is strange, like a chimney.

The toad's mouth bluffed in one direction, as if there was something special about it.

The golden toad sat in the center of the cross line, and froze this formation!

The metal bricks are the veins, communicating with each other, outlining the outline of the dimensional array of life and death.

The forty-one colored pillars are the town palace, each performing its own duties, and achieving power for the life and death dimensional array.

And the golden toad is the eye of the array, which is the key to the dimensional array of life and death, and has the finishing touch.

In this way, the base camp of the Poisonous Wolf Star Kou was actually built on a huge formation, according to the information of the Eye of Origin, this formation seems to have been made by predecessors, and it was made by stealing the tomb of an ancient civilization!

Sikong faintly discovered the secret related to the entire poisonous wolf star coward, although he didn't know why he would set foot in this strange space, but today's plan is to leave quickly!

The eyes were silent, the color of the blood plum was slightly dim, and the entire underground residence returned to the dead silence of Qianmo traffic, Sikong did not hesitate and went in one direction.

There, that is, where there are reversible flaws in the Eye of Origin's Life and Death Dimensional Array, and most of the opportunities for him to leave this strange space will also fall into it!

'Boom! ’

Sikong was as fast as thunder, and the houses and walls on both sides quickly pulled away, and then blurred, and were left behind by Sikong.

But the ghost thing that the previous small leader of the East Ninth District turned into was like a maggot attached to the bone, and when he saw Sikong Cong leaving on the stone platform, he actually chased after him again.

Fortunately, along the way, Sikong also discovered that as long as he doesn't break into the dark alleys or the territory of some ghosts, those ghosts who only have the most resentful obsession in life will not care about him.

Otherwise, God knows how many Star Warriors have died in the underground dwelling over the years, and how many of them have cultivated to cultivators who far surpass the commonplace! These dead souls gather, don't say that it is commonplace, even if the contemporary poisonous wolf comes, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Damn it!

A cold aura enveloped Sikong violently, and even his back was covered with frost, and the afterglow of Sikong's eyes was from the stagnant water in the potholes in the street, and he saw a terrifying ghost creature with a hollow chest, the whites of his eyes turned up, and his body covered with corpse spots.

As soon as Sikong breathed, the tendon exerted force, the spine was reversed, and he reflexively soared into the air.

As soon as his mind moved, the fetal membranes of the world cruised out from Sikong's ankles, and Sikong was ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself!

The fetal membranes of the world passed directly through the tip of his tongue, so that the lines that had no width and thickness were covered with traces of blood, forming a blood-colored net.

As soon as Sikong grabbed the fetal membrane of the world, his hands shook like chaff, and the fetal membrane of the world was wrapped around the dust, and the dust was split towards the back of the little boss ghost!

The little boss instinctively flinched, turned into a cloud of black ghostly energy, and dispersed from the spot.

And Sikong had a sneer on his lips, not surprised at all, his fingers twisted a dusty mane, and the fetal membranes of the world were elongated in the wind, with a trace of blood on it, directly through a cloud of ghostly energy.

"Ahhh

The terrible scream came, piercing people's eardrums, and they saw that the ghost qi had thinned out most of it, and it quickly drifted away, not daring to approach Sikong again.

"It's just a brainless ghost, what's there to fear? It's just a little trick! ”

Sikong sneered, did not stop for a moment, and took a step, often seven or eight meters away, running towards the destination.