Chapter Seventy-Six: Distress

Mo Chuan looked at these people and smiled coldly, he knew from the moment he came in that these herbs were fake, generally speaking, herbs would have a medicinal fragrance, but these did not. This kind of illusion can deceive others, but it can't deceive him.

This illusion herb had taught everyone a lesson, and their vigilance had increased a few points. At least no one picks rare herbs anymore when they see them again.

The group continued to walk forward, and the grass faded away. The stone forest with sand and dust is back in front of everyone. After walking for a while, the group came to an open space, which was covered with black shadows. If you look closely, they are all dead people, and those people are dressed in the clothes of various sects, and it seems that there must be more than one group of people.

"Childe, someone has rushed ahead of us!"

"Don't worry, let them explore the way first."

Knowing that the 'Unreal Studios' was here, he was not the only one in the Ye Water Palace, and besides, they had wasted so much time in a dead end, it was naturally not surprising that someone ran in front of them.

Mo Chuan took out the parchment roll and pointed to the road on the left.

The miasma along the way has faded a lot, and the vision has become clearer. But on the road, human corpses, corpses of demonic beasts, human skeletons, skeletons of demonic beasts were spread all over the ground, and even some corpses had temperature. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of rotting flesh made the already unpleasant smell even more disgusting.

Mo Chuan frowned, looking at these corpses on the ground, and his heart was indescribably strange. The skeletons of these corpses, it seems, are too, too clean. The wasteland is mostly sandy and stone forests. Dry and windy all year round. Together, the wind will raise a thousand layers of sand. Whether it's a new corpse, why don't these corpses that have become skeletons get any dust at all? It's like, it's like someone dug them up and put them on the ground.

What's even stranger is that there is blood on the bodies of these newly deceased people, but there is no blood on the ground. If it is said that it is covered by sand, then why are there no sand stains on the bodies of these newly deceased?

Suddenly, there was a 'click' sound, like the sound of moving bones and joints.

"Listen?"

"What sound?"

"It seems to be from these corpses. Sent on? ”

"What nonsense? Can you still get up when you are all bones? ”

'Click! Click! Click! The sound grew louder and louder. Almost everyone was sure that the voice was coming from the corpses.

"What a wicked door! Move when you're dead! ”

"Look! Get up, get up! ”

A miserable white corpse staggered up from the ground, and looked closely at the countless knife cuts on the bones. Then the decomposing corpses also crawled up, and finally even the newly dead ones got up. Whether it is a human or a demonic beast, their eye sockets are all emitting black smoke, and they will attack the living creatures together.

Everyone sacrificed magic weapons to fight with this group of dead corpses, and for a while, the sound of various weapons, all kinds of screams continued, and these dead corpses rushed forward as if they were controlled by something. It can't be chopped, and it can't be broken.

"What to do? These dead bodies can't be killed! ”

"You can't even cut it! My knives are dull! ”

"If this continues, they won't die, and our fighting spirit will be exhausted."