Fifty-eight words,

Holding the starlight in his hand, he walked towards the pond without a face.

Standing on the edge of the pond, faceless and looking out, a shocked expression appeared on his originally calm face.

Faceless steps down the stone steps by the pond, which from this point of view is the central point of the place.

"Coupled with the paintings on the surrounding stone walls, this should be an altar-like place. Glancing around again, Faceless spoke.

The paintings around it and the small pond in the center make Faceless think that this should be an altar for the first time.

"Still, it's hard to say. Let's go see what the mural paints?" After speaking, Faceless chose a random direction, pinched the starlight in his hand, raised his legs and walked away.

The mural depicts an invisible man born from a void. After that, 10,000 years, maybe 100,000 years! The man in the void was tired of this life, he raised his hand and smashed his fist into the void, and the void in front of him shattered like a mirror, and the man raised his leg and stepped out of the void.

The next mural shows a group of people standing on the ground and a man descending from the sky.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Faceless's mouth, and Faceless reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to look up, but the picture he saw was very blurry.

Faceless curiosity drove him to look at it, and he let out his consciousness and swept towards the mural.

Faceless was stunned, cold sweat flowed behind his back, and he forcibly withdrew the consciousness he had just released into his body.

This is still a mural! This is clearly a human skin! Although Faceless has withdrawn his consciousness, there is still a scene in front of his eyes.

"If you guess correctly, the human skin used in this mural should be the person in the painting. Faceless reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke.

After this impact, Faceless did not dare to look at the murals on the other wall.

Let's not talk about the human skin, it's a picture that has to spit out a mouthful of blood, and you can't afford to vomit it without a face!

Faceless closes his eyes and puts himself in an ethereal state.

When he opened his eyes, there was nothing but calm.

"It seems that my state of mind is still not good. I thought I was bearish on everything, but I was still in the same place without knowing it, I was still too tender. Faceless muttered to himself.

For this place, no matter how curious Faceless is, he will not touch it.

"The first thing to do now is to get out first. It's a weird place. Faceless muttered to himself.

Faceless said as he walked towards the passage, the pitch-black passage was very clear in the light of the stars.

In the passage, Faceless smelled a smell of rotting flesh, pungent but not disgusting.

There have been no accidents along the way, but a feeling of discomfort rose from the bottom of my heart, as if I was stared at by a pair of eyes.

Faceless let go of his consciousness and scanned the surroundings, but found nothing.

Until, until faceless saw a corpse, the strange feeling of being observed disappeared.

This is the corpse of a man, the lower half of the corpse is corroded by something, revealing the white bones of Sensen. The upper half of his body was intact, as if he had just died, and there was no trace of decay.

"Judging by the clothing of this corpse, this man is at least ancient. Faceless looked at the corpse and muttered to himself.

"The flesh does not rot after death, this person is at least at the level of the Demon Emperor. Looking at the white bones again, there are already a few like jade. White bones like jade are gods, and a few of this person have turned into white jade, and his people are also at the subversive level among the Demon Emperors. How could such a big man fall in such a place!!" Looking at the endless passage, the pathology of faceless resurfaced. (A disease: when he encounters something that interests him very much, he will have an attack)

"What is it? What is it?" said Faceless, licking his lips and muttering in pieces.

Faceless in line with the principle of making the best use of things, bent down to check if there were any good things. As soon as his hand touched the corpse, all the flesh and blood on the corpse turned into dust, and only a picture of white bones remained.

"Sure enough, for tens of thousands of years, there is basically nothing that can be left. After a pause, Faceless continued, "Now that you're dead, give me your bones!" After saying that, Che pulled at the ankle of the white bone, threw it behind him, and threw it into the vision.

When Faceless put the white bones into the vision, he found a word on the ground. It should be a magic word, because the word has not been written yet, and the ghost below is still half unwritten.

This character is written in blood, and it is three points into the ground, which causes this character to not disappear to this day.

"Is there really a demon?" Although Faceless believes in demons, he thinks that demons are just people, people who have been virtualized by people. But the word in front of him made him doubt whether his opinion was really correct.

"The world is getting more and more interesting, I don't know, if you just go on like this, will you meet demons?" said Faceless and continued to walk.

After a while, Faceless encounters another white bone, which is a completely fleshless white bone. The white bones are like jade, and they are definitely strong at the demon god level. On the right hand of the white bone, there is also a demon written, which is a complete demon.

From this magic word, Faceless can feel the fear and horror of the owner who wrote it.

Of course, it's all the same for Faceless, it's just a dead person.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the white bones lying on the ground and threw them into the vision behind him.

Next, Faceless encountered a half-golden white bone, the white bone only had the upper half of the body, the head was facing deep into the passage, and three words were written on the ground above his head.

He's a demon !!!!

After this series of events, Faceless already knows the world, it turns out that there is really a demon—— "I still don't want to believe it" Faceless still picks up the bones, throws them into the vision, and then continues to walk.

At the end of the passage was a large hall, which was empty, and some were only a nine-pointed star array in the center.

Faceless stepped forward and found a small hole in the center of the nine-pointed star array.

Wufang glanced at Xiao Kong a few more times, and then took out the magic crystal of the white-veined demon tiger from his arms, and compared it.

Unconsciously, the faceless came out of that sickness again.

"It's just right! Do you want to use a magic crystal to drive it? Try it first. Faceless muttered to himself.

Picking up the magic crystal and inserting it into the small hole, the figure flashed to the side, only to see a ray of light rising from the ground. Seeing that there was no danger, Faceless breathed a sigh of relief.

The light gradually dimmed, "Oh no, there is only one magic crystal!" At the last moment, Faceless rushed into the light and disappeared with the light