"Do you know that melon skin?"

"I don't know, or I can't remember, but people with this ability should not be unknown. ”

"Well, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't know each other. ”

Qin Yang didn't care much, all he cared about was finding someone who could take the blame and block the gun, and he also wanted to ensure that the sand sculpture was convinced that he was in control of the storybook.

Even, I have to make sure that the sand sculpture feels that it was his own efforts to pretend to be a sand sculpture and fight to become a real idiot that managed to escape with the storybook.

Qin Yang felt that it was still quite tiring to follow the rhythm of a real sand sculpture with a sand sculpture, much more tiring than directly cutting people.

Fortunately, the results were good.

The sand sculpture now definitely thinks that he has succeeded in deceiving people.

Qin Yang didn't pay much attention to the sand sculpture frog eye, and instead continued to summarize.

The ability of the frog eye is to concretize the other party's confirmation, or acquiescence, or take for granted that it will not be doubted, and turn it into reality.

Essentially, it is a force on the level of consciousness.

Through the performance of frog eyes, and then reflect themselves for comparison, you can list some of them first, which have not been decided at all in the storybook, or will not be available.

But it may be essentially the same basic truth as the established truths.

One, storybooks may not be able to encompass all the settings of the entire world of the dead.

So, a thought before that.

After the storybook has completed its evolution, it will be incorporated into the White Jade Divine Gate, and try to make the White Jade Divine Gate turn into the Gate of Truth again, and transcend the idea of the world of the dead.

Probably not much more.

Second, the pure power of consciousness, even in the world of the dead, may not have any changes and restrictions, or there will not be much change and restrictions.

The power of consciousness that the living can exert can still continue to be exerted in the world of the dead.

The magic of the frog eye is so.

And his mourning and thinking formulas are derivative forces at a deeper level, and in the world of the dead, he does not feel the slightest restriction and influence.

This is also Qin Yang's divine power that has not been affected from beginning to end so far.

Third, the emergence of the world of the dead may be the overall situation of the ancient underworld.

And the skill points of the ancient dungeon itself are all partial to the soul system.

Let's take a look at the second one.

The people of the ancient underworld are afraid that they have a natural advantage here.

Maybe this is also one of the results they want.

Fourth, after entering the world of the dead, the necromancer is confirmed to be revived.

And those who have the power of consciousness may recover faster.

The time to wake up is earlier, the time to regain strength is shorter, and the power to recover is stronger.

This step is fast, step by step, and the first-mover advantage will be expanded to the extreme.

Now is the tuyere, sit on the tuyere, soar, and get twice the result with half the effort.

And the latecomers, I'm afraid that when they want to do something again, they will only hit the iron plate headlong.

Qin Yang wrote down these summaries, and then put away the small notebook.

A good memory is always better than a bad pen.

After all, considering that after having the plastic black sword, he is becoming more and more comfortable with himself, in case his hand slips one day and he chops something more, but he can't remember it anymore, thanks to.

When he looked up, he saw that his neck was stretched out, and his eyes were aimed at his little notebook.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little unexpected, it's the first time I've seen a monk like you in so many years, and I've never seen anything written down in my time. "Home is a little embarrassed.

"A good memory is better than a bad pen. ”

"Wise sayings. The family agreed, and after pondering for a while, he also took a note of this sentence.

"Now that the storybook has been taken, we can go and find land, and the world won't be without land, right?"

"I don't know. ”

"So we're just floating on the sea?"

......

When the world of the dead opens, it doesn't just affect the undead.

In this world of necromancy, the moment it appeared, there was a great power that sensed it in the dark.

However, no one can make the leap forward.

This boundary is the boundary between life and death.

Want to come over?

Simple, die.

At this moment, it is the real world, the real opening node.

Those guys who don't know how long they have been living have also started to move one after another.

\bUnder the Yellow Spring Demon Sect, the dry bone ferryman opened his eyes, looked at the Yin River behind the altar, and grinned.

"If you suffer so much, you will never be able to live forever, it is better to become a lonely boat and break through with me, than to have no end here. ”

The words fell, and the dry bone ferryman smashed the incense burner in front of him with one palm.

She ended her act of borrowing yin longevity.

At the moment when Shou Yuan was completely exhausted, she jumped up and jumped towards the Yin River, and her body was in mid-air, and then slowly crumbled, turned into flying ashes, and sprinkled into the river.

Countless ghosts and ghosts in the river rushed to seize the ashes, and one after another died violently, turning into nothing.

At the same time, in the sky above the Black Sea, flying ash fell, rapidly condensing into the appearance of a dry bone ferryman.

Underneath her body, after countless ghosts shattered, they turned into pieces of white bones, condensed into a white bone boat, carrying the dry bone ferryman who had not yet woken up, and sailed in the direction of the canopy.

At the same time, in an unknown place, there were also several ferrymen who had fallen but were still struggling, and at the same time chose to give up and devote themselves to the world of the dead.

......

In a void, Meng Yi came to the ancestral tomb of Daomen.

After prostrating outside, he lit a golden incense.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and the disciple Meng Yi has something important to say. ”

"The disciple knows that among the ancestors and ancestors, there were people who served in the Ancient Heavenly Court, and there were also people who hung seals in the Ancient Underworld.

Now, you should already have someone who senses a lot of things that your disciples can't feel.

Please allow the disciple to be bold and presumptuous.

In the past, all of them have been floating clouds, and now, the master of my Dao Sect has made a decision with great fear, great perseverance, and great wisdom, and has entered the game with death.

The laws of heaven and earth have been unprecedented.

The owner of the door has always scoffed at the so-called dispute of ideas, and it is the most useful to make it compared to the so-called battle of ideas.

The overall situation has been opened, and it is up to you how to choose, all of you. ”

Meng Yi was sonorous and powerful, word by word, and his voice was like thunder, pouring into the deepest part of the mausoleum, which can be regarded as extremely presumptuous.

In the group of mausoleums, the sky is full of life, and the yin wind is howling, as if thousands of people are roaring and roaring.

Obviously, some people extremely disagree with Meng Yi's statement, especially the so-called dispute of ideas.

The dead air turned into a long river and roared, and Meng Yi stood in place expressionlessly, motionless.

When those dead qi rushed in front of him, he saw that those dead qi, as if someone was manipulating, was pinched and dragged back.

"Pedantic. ”

An angry shout came from the depths of the mausoleum.

I saw that the dead qi that rolled away expanded like a snowball, and finally turned into a huge black ball of thousands of miles, and then in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a finger again and fell towards a mausoleum.

"Forget the mantra of Taoism, stick to evil principles, and do not repent, and now dare to risk the world's condemnation and shoot at the contemporary mausoleum keepers, his heart should be punished, and his body should be destroyed!"

When the words fell, I saw that finger fall with a bang.

It's like crushing an ant all the time, directly on a tombstone high in the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the tombstone, along with the mausoleum, shattered into powder!

In the mausoleum group, a place suddenly became vacant.

In an instant, everything was quiet.

Voices were heard again from the depths of the mausoleum.

"Daomen, it is never up to us dead people to make decisions, since the door master and the mausoleum keeper have made such a decision, we support it, why quarrel.

Burn the remnants of our bodies and turn them into fire, and now is the time for us to carry it out. ”

The mausoleum group was silent for a long time.

Voices exploded in the sky.

"Seconded. ”

"Seconded. ”

......

One after another seconded, and remembered one after another.

When there was no more sound, I saw a bearded man in a leather skirt and a beard full of life, wearing a leather skirt and a shawl, stepping into the air.

The bearded man walked halfway and looked around the entire mausoleum group.

"This is the general trend, and it is also about the Daomen, about the general trend of the human race, and those who don't want to second it are all people who stick to their own ideas.

Or, perhaps, you are still thinking about the unrealistic hope of rekindling your life.

I have sensed that the world that truly belongs to us is calling.

The boundary between life and death is becoming more and more obvious, and even if you are forced to stay, it is impossible to stay for too long.

In the past, I will ask again for the sake of the great contributions made by the Daomen.

Would you like to go with me?"

As soon as these words came out, three more voices came.

"Yes. ”

The bearded man waited a few more breaths, and after no movement, he let out a complicated sigh.

"Since this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless, I will go here and there is no time to return, so I will not leave any scourge and hidden danger for the Daomen, and I will be the one who is the wicked. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the bearded man stretch out his hand.

A big hand fell from the void in the sky, and its five fingers fell on the five mausoleums.

The five unwilling mausoleums shattered in an instant and turned into powder.

Meng Yi watched the whole process without speaking.

He knows the most, but some of them are unwilling to say it, and some of it is impossible to say it.

It's the same this time.

Only at this time, when the sages were about to shatter themselves and completely finish, did he speak again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, all the way to the north. ”

Seeing that Meng Yi didn't say much, the bearded man pondered for a moment, and laughed a little unexpectedly.

"Contemporary Daomen, although it is decadent, can be from the master of the door to the mausoleum keeper, it is really remarkable. ”

One by one, the dead came out of the mausoleum.

Many of them have lost their human form and turned into pure ominous, they don't even remember who they are, but they still remember the beliefs they have held on to all their lives.

When someone asks that sentence, they will still instinctively follow.

The bearded man, with a group of ominous, walked out of the station and into the void.

Before leaving, the bearded man waved his hand, rolled up the entire station, and threw it away directly, which was regarded as resolving the last worries.

Meng Yi bowed to the bearded man and the others.

I was also slightly relieved.

Qin Yang was still there, and he also felt something unusual, he thought of the legend that had been passed down from generation to generation by the tomb keepers, and he almost understood what was going on.

He wanted to enter the game with death, but unfortunately, he was now alone and couldn't afford to die.

He can't die, Qin Yang let them survive at the cost of his body, he is not qualified to die.

Well, think about it, the only thing can be done.

It is to send all the ancestors of the Daomen over.

......

Sand Sea Desert.

Under the Reincarnation Temple, the void exploded, and a thick dead qi erupted from under the Reincarnation Temple.

The golden light of the Wheel Temple was sheng, and he wanted to suppress it, but in the blink of an eye, the dead air went up retrograde, directly suppressing the golden light of the Wheel Temple.

A group of great monks turned purple in shock, and they didn't know what the situation was at all.

All the people in the bones of the corpse are combined, and it is impossible to grasp such a strong death qi.

And while they were terrified, the earth cracked.

The bearded man walked out of the crack with a pile of ominousness, stepped on the dead air, and rushed away into the sky.

Flying into the air, the bearded man glanced back, and a bunch of big monks in the reincarnation temple were suddenly devoured by thunder, one by one, their hearts swayed, the spiritual platform was lost, and their consciousness was trembling.

"Although it is an outer way, after all, it is still my human race, \b Wang'er and others have completely turned the outer way into the power of our human race. ”

The bearded man didn't embarrass these big monks, and after dropping a sentence, he waved his hand to restore the reincarnation temple that was split in half, and then swept away all the dead qi and walked away.

A bunch of big monks looked at each other, their faces greener than the other.

The powerful ominous they had heard of were not as many as they had just seen!

Thanks to these ominous, it seems quite reasonable, otherwise.

It is generally ominous, and when I feel the breath of the Wheel Temple, my first reaction is probably to smash the Temple of Wheel first.

A bunch of ominous things that can cause changes in the heavens and cause thunder but can't be moved, swaggering across the border, passing through the air, and everywhere they pass, everyone is a turtle with a shrunken head, and no one dares to provoke it.

The bearded man didn't embarrass anyone, didn't even influence others, and went all the way to the extreme north.

After passing through the Demon Country, Dayan, entering the Arctic Ice Field, and arriving at the Land of Eternal Night, the bearded man looked into the depths of the Land of Eternal Night and arched his hand.

"Daomen, it's polite. ”

After a salute, there was no reaction, and the bearded man didn't care, he already knew why Meng Yi asked him to come here.

He saw an ominous evil on the ground that was attracted by the breath of death.

The sky is full of dead air, poured into it, ominous and evil, and it is overwhelmed......

The bearded man with a bunch of ominous men rushes into it and into the inner world.

And at this time, in the world of death.

Zhang Zhengyi, who has obtained the full authority of the Emperor of the Underworld and is crowned as the Emperor of the Underworld, is like a bastard, roaming the long and barren coastline.

Suddenly, the bored Zhang Zhengyi's eyes widened.

He saw a skinny figure suddenly appear on a stone wall in front of him.

"Hey, there's someone!"

He hurriedly rushed over, but saw the figure, as if it was hanging on the stone wall, unable to get out.

Behind the figure, a huge rune slowly emerged, sucking it on.

When the visitor saw Zhang Zhengyi, he immediately recognized it.

Zhang Zhengyi had been wandering around the mausoleum group for a long time before.

"I am the seventy-sixth generation of the Daomen Mausoleum Keeper!"

Zhang Zhengyi was slightly startled, not waiting for him to say anything.

Then next to him, five ominous guys appeared again, hanging on the stone wall, and a rune lit up behind them, killing them there.

Zhang Zhengyi didn't know why, but when he turned around, he saw dead air rolling in the sky, turning into a canopy, and rushing towards this side.

In just a few breaths, the bearded man appeared with a bunch of ominous.

The bearded man looked Zhang Zhengyi up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more pleased he became.

"I see, the contemporary mausoleum keepers of the Daomen, wonderful. ”

"Senior ......" Zhang Zhengyi's legs were weak.

"Don't be afraid, we are all martyrs of the Daomen, you guard this place, you must remember, don't let people go easily, but if you are not defeated, don't pay attention to it. ”

"Huh?"

"As for these men, their hearts have astragalated, and I will condemn their hearts and destroy their bodies, and I should know that they can still go straight to the realm of the dead.

I will never suffer for the future, and I will keep them here forever.

This town spirit talisman was created by the 130th generation of preacher of the Daomen, and I heard that it was because he wanted to create a magical power to restrain the monarch of the mansion.

The middle one, not exceeded, not reborn.

Now, let me pass it on to you. ”

The bearded man's thoughts moved, and a bunch of things were poured directly into Zhang Zhengyi's mind.

Zhang Zhengyi's eyelids rolled and fainted directly.

"I'm still too young......"

The bearded man couldn't help but shake his head, and strode towards the Black Sea with the ominous.