Someone?

Wang Qian's divine sense sensed that there was a person not far in front of him, who was still alive.

He took a closer look, and the whole person was stunned.

I saw a man, a strange man with four arms, who was eating the corpse of a human being, and the dead man was wearing a black robe with special runes embroidered with silver thread.

Click, click, the sound of bones being bitten, and the constant dripping of blood, it seemed that the man had just died.

Well, the weirdo seemed to sense something nearby, stopped eating the corpse, and looked up.

The mouth was full of blood, and there was a piece of flesh hanging from the corner of the mouth, with human facial features, but there was no hair, and the eyes were milky white, just like the white mist that had just dispersed.

"Four arms?!"

He saw Wang Gan and chewed his mouth twice.

He disappeared all at once, and the next moment he appeared less than two meters in front of Wang Gan.

A flash of inspiration, a talisman,

decide

The strange man was directly frozen, and a look of surprise and confusion appeared on his face,

The four stout arms were outstretched, the tips of the fingers, the nails were like scimitars, and the muscles and muscles were like dragons, full of explosive power.

"Tsk, how did this grow, is there a genetic mutation?"

Wang Qian looked at his four arms, two on his shoulders and two under his ribs.

"There's a lot of life in your body."

Wang Qian walked up to the man in the black robe, his body was already blurred with flesh and blood, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Rest in peace!"

The earth cracked beneath his feet, and the earth churned, and then a large rectangular pit appeared, and the corpse on the ground lay flat in it.

The corpse is buried in the dirt, and the sand gushes to cover it up and form a burial bag.

Wang Qian grabbed it in the air, and a mountain rock flew a few meters away.

He used his palm as a sword, sharpened the stone into a stele, and set it in front of the tomb, and then inlaid a piece of the cloth that had been removed from his garment into the stele.

"You, damn it!"

Wang Qian turned his head to stare at the four-armed stranger.

Raise your hand and palm,

Shan Shan,

With a bang, the ground shook, and the ground sank by one meter,

The four-armed monster fell to his knees, his legs broken, and thick blood gushing down. The sheer power contained in his body was constantly repairing his wounded body.

"It's tough!"

Wang Qian raised his hand, fell, lifted and fell again.

The earth kept shaking, the huge palm print on the ground was constantly sinking, and the four-armed monster had become a blur of flesh and blood.

The dirt beneath him was squeezed into a slate by the force of his palm.

On the other side of the forest, several people stopped.

"What sounds seem to be over there?" One looked up at the front.

They walked forward for some distance, and there was a skeleton on the ground, wearing the uniform of the Secret Service. A man went up to look and found a name on the inside of his clothes.

"Zhang Wei, five years ago, entered the "Burial Immortal Valley". “

"Buried."

Several people buried him on the spot, built a small tomb, lit three cigarettes, and continued on the road after a brief worship.

They have limited time, two days, which sounds like a short time, but no one knows what they will encounter in it.

After walking forward for another distance, Ji Wushuang, who was in front, suddenly stopped and signaled the people behind him to be careful.

His nose moved slightly.

There was a peculiar rancid smell in the air, like rotten meat that had been left in the summer for months.

The black monkey in the tree suddenly jumped down from it and hid in the arms of its master, trembling with fear.

Seeing this, several people immediately took precautions.

Whew, snort, muffled gasps came from the front.

The trees shook, and a tall figure slowly appeared in the sight of several people.

A big fat man with a body full of meat, more than two meters tall, a body width of more than one and a half meters, the skin all over his body is weird, gray-white and black holes, there are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and the most bizarre thing is a big mouth, which is cracked all the way to the back of the ear. A gray and yellow aura kept coming out of it.

He looked up at a few people in the forest, obviously his eyes were empty and there were no eyeballs, but several of them felt that he was staring at him.

A gust of wind rose, the earth shook, and the fat weirdo vanished.

Ji Wushuang's figure flickered, and a dull sound sounded in the air.

The strange figure suddenly appeared, with a blood hole the size of a bowl, and through the wound, you could see that the flesh and blood inside were constantly wriggling, like countless strange insects.

Not far in front of him was the ordinary Ji Wushuang, the strange man roared angrily, and poisonous gas gushed out of his mouth like smoke.

Ji Wushuang raised his hand and waved, rolled up a wind, and directly swept the poisonous gas out.

Raising his hand and two fists, the strange man flew out upside down, blood spilling in the air.

The weirdo struggled to his feet, roared, and then burst his head open.

"What sound?" Wang Qian turned his head to look at the mountains and forests on one side. "It sounds a bit like a human roar."

By this time he had come to the foot of a mountain. In the center of the valley is a mountain, and a faint white mist drifts around the mountain.

At the foot of the hill there are large abandoned houses, which look like a village, and some runes are carved into the walls of the houses.

Walking in the village, there was a dead silence, and no sound could be heard except for the footsteps made by Wang Gan as he walked.

He turned and walked into a room that was simply furnished, and in this house there was a statue of this god, dressed in a robe, and a fairy bone.

Wang Qian then entered several more houses and found that the same statue was enshrined in every house.

This should be the common belief of their village, but unfortunately, this god has not been able to bless them.

After coming out of the house, Wang Qian walked towards the mountain, and not long after, an unfathomable ravine blocked in front of him, and the mist emanated from this unknown deep ravine.

He tried to probe the depth of the ravine with his divine sense, but found that the ravine was unfathomable.

In one section of the ravine, he saw a large stone tablet with familiar runes carved on it.

"This is? It is somewhat similar to what I saw on the stele just now, but there are more obvious words than on the stele, and it is more complete. ”

He looked at the stele and tried to write down all the words on it.

Suddenly, a powerful and inexplicable force struck, and he had been prepared to urge the supernatural powers, and the five-colored brilliance on his body flowed, the red light was flourishing, and the fire of the five elements protected his body and blocked the erosion of that force.

This is after he practiced the true fire, he realized a little invisible knowledge, and protected himself with the fire of the five elements.

This time it was far more powerful than that one, far more than three times stronger.

He looked at the stele and didn't want to give up, but the eyelids of his eyes seemed to be hung with scales, as if they were closed, and his mind was also groggy.

The "Book of Heaven" in "Knowing the Sea" has been opened, and the original incomplete spells are constantly being replenished, but this speed is very slow, just like a person who hasn't slept for a few days, you have to force him to practice calligraphy, and the one who writes is called slow.

Even the red light on his body dimmed a lot.

What voices whisper in my ears,

"Sleep, sleep!"