God of the World

Chapter 323: Strange palm prints

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"Boss! What the hell is this?" Zhou Xiaopang muttered while looking at the pale corpse on the ground!

Looking at the two people on the ground in their costumes, both of them were martial artists who had just entered, but now they have become this ghost for some reason!

"Maybe something happened in this forest?" Xu Han said softly!

The things in the rings of the two have not been lost, it should not have been done by the warrior, otherwise the things in the ring will definitely be looted!

"Boss, do you think it is because of this forest?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the surrounding quiet environment, whispered in his mouth, and said that his eyes could not help but looked around, for fear that another face of fear would appear on him. Right now!

"Maybe! Let's go to the ruins of the sect!" Xu Han looked around, but there was no sign of movement, and he whispered.

"Okay!" Zhou Xiaopang said anxiously as he walked beside Xu Han!

This forest gives me a strange feeling, except for the silent environment, there is always an invisible depression!

Xu Han also had doubts in his heart, but he couldn't see anything. The dead warrior didn't know why it became like this.

Along the direction of the ruins, the two walked in the quiet forest. The surroundings were still as quiet as ever, and there was nothing strange and special.

There must be a demon if something is abnormal, and the silence of the forest without a trace of movement makes the hearts of the two people more and more depressed, their eyes are staring at the surroundings, but all the warriors who come in are still missing a trace.

"Boss! Why are there no warriors? You said they won't all die?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the quiet environment around him, and asked Xu Han who was on the side softly.

Xu Han was also puzzled. For such a period of time, no warrior had ever encountered it. This was too abnormal. Now he was close to the Zongmen ruins and it was too quiet.

"Impossible." Xu Han glanced at the surrounding environment and said affirmatively.

If they all die, I will definitely meet more than just two warriors.

"Boss!" Zhou Xiaopang pointed to the front and said in astonishment, his fat face was full of horror, and the fine sweat had spread all over his cheeks.

Xu Han looked up, but not far away, a few figures were swimming in the middle of the forest, each of them looked sluggish and stiff.

"Dead warriors." Looking at the warriors who looked like wandering souls, Xu Han whispered.

As far as the front line of sight is, there are as many as five figures, and there seems to be more figures in the distance, each like a walking dead.

"Boss! Why are there so many all of a sudden?" Zhou Xiaopang asked softly, looking at so many warriors in front of him.

It seemed that he felt the two Xu Han, the closest to the two, the warriors who were self-consciously swimming, suddenly turned their heads and looked at them, staring blankly at the two Xu Han.

"I'm here for the first time, how did I know that they are now us." Xu Han looked at the martial artist who turned his head and looked forward, and muttered softly.

"Damn! It's that miserable again!" Looking at that pale face, blood-red eyes, and sluggish eyes, Zhou Xiaopang exclaimed.

Hehe

Several warriors of Xu Han and Xu Han made strange screams, and then rushed straight into the forest.

The few who rushed forward were all martial artists in the late Linghai realm before their lives. Now that their strength is damaged after death, they are not Xu Han's opponents. After a while, Xu Han's head was exploded and the dead body was on the spot.

These corpses, including the two previously encountered, can only use some spiritual power simply, but the martial arts are rarely used, and the most important thing is to rely on the ** that is not afraid of harm.

Xu Han didn't just try with a corpse. The heads of these dead warriors were their only weakness. No matter how they attacked the rest, they didn't feel it at all.

The sound of the battle sucked in a few figures not far away, but for Xu Han, who now knew their weaknesses, he was killed by Xu Han in just a while.

"Boss! This corpse seems to have come from the direction of the ruins." Zhou Xiaopang said through the woods, looking at the warrior in the middle of the forest in front of him.

It seems that the closer to the Zongmen site, the more warriors in the middle of the forest, Zhou Xiaopang couldn't help but worry about the next scene at this time.

"It depends on the situation, it should be the reason for that direction." Xu Han looked at the clothes of the martial artist on the ground and said softly.

These dead warriors should all be the warriors who entered this time, what exactly will be in the ruins? Xu Han wanted to run to the ruins even more eagerly in his heart.

"Boss! That??? That." Xu Han just wanted to step forward, but Zhou Xiaopang on one side was hesitant.

"What's the matter?" Xu Han turned his head back and asked softly.

"Boss, I won't go in with you. It's gloomy here. The most important thing is that there is no spirit fruit. I'll wait for you outside." Zhou Xiaopang glanced at the corpse on the ground and yelled.

When Xu Han thought about it, he understood that Xiaopang this week seemed to know that he would definitely encounter more warriors next, just a few corpses that could move, and he was so scared.

"Then you go outside, I will go to see the ruins alone." Xu Han looked at Zhou Xiaopang's dodging eyes, and said softly.

"Okay! Boss! Then I'll wait for you outside." Seeing Xu Han's consent, Zhou Xiaopang's face was happy, and he yelled out, and immediately ran out of the forest.

Seeing Zhou Xiaopang's leaving figure, Xu Han couldn't help but feel amused for him, he was too courageous.

This place is so weird, and this mysterious Zhou Xiaopang is not familiar with himself, and it has not been a long time for the two to know each other. Although there is no abnormality in the performance during this period, but it is often so normal, it makes myself suspicious. .

The strength is not weak, but I would rather follow myself and call myself the boss. It is really doubtful in my heart. Besides, going to the Zongmen ruins must be dangerous. Now Zhou Xiaopang does not want to go in, and he will be in harmony with Xu Han. In the meaning.

Although a person's power is much smaller, it is inconvenient for a person who does not know the details to stay by his side.

The warriors who connected to the Profound Realm all died tragically. Zhou Xiaopang was not there, and it was much more convenient for him to be alone.

Glancing at the disappearing figure behind him, Xu Han avoided the martial artist swimming in front of him, and slowly ran towards the direction of the ruins in his impression.

"Isn't there a warrior?" Xu Han looked at the figure not far away, thinking in his heart, that stiff movement is known to be the dead warrior.

After stepping into the forest and coming all the way, Xu Han met hundreds of dead warriors, but he was even more puzzled about what made them like this.

"En!" As Xu Han continued to deepen, a faint black mist appeared in the forest, but the warriors rushed into the black mist.

"It's getting more and more weird." Xu Han looked at the scene in front of him, thinking in his heart, with a slightly guarded look in the dark mist, a trace of spiritual power flashed on Xu Han's body, protecting the whole body.

Those warriors who stepped into the black mist sucked wildly in their mouths and noses, and all the faint black mist poured into their bodies.

In the black mist, a short, dark energy suddenly appeared, and the surrounding martial artists suddenly became abnormally excited, but they stepped forward to snatch it. Finally, they were captured by a powerful martial artist and swallowed directly.

The martial artist who had swallowed the energy, roared with excitement, and there was a faint voice of joy in the voice, but the martial artist who had not snatched his hand around looked at the brawny man with a little fear.

"Can they still cultivate!" Xu Han exclaimed as he looked at the martial artist who swallowed that energy.

The dead martial artist could still cultivate, and the forest became more and more weird.

Avoiding the constantly roaring and exuberant warrior, Xu Han rushed directly into the faint black mist and ran towards the ruins of the sect.

Looking at the black mist gathered around him, Xu Han was full of doubts. A hint of black mist suddenly rushed into his nose. Xu Han only felt a sense of dizziness coming from his brain, and he almost couldn't stand.

With a shock in his heart, Xu Han immediately sealed the seven orifices, and the spiritual energy in his body gathered towards the black mist, but he couldn't stand it. The feeling in his mind did not weaken at all, and his eyes couldn't help but stared at the black mist in front of him in horror.

When Xu Han was at a loss, the power of the dark soul that had always been in his mind shot out, and directly wiped out the black mist instantly.

"Fortunately, I left the last trace of soul power." Xu Han looked at the trace of soul power gathered in his mind, and said with joy, he didn't expect to help himself at this time.

There was a large group of soul power in the brain, but it was used several times, but now only the thumb is thick.

"Charming mind." Xu Han thought in his heart, looking at the black mist that was blocked by him.

At the moment of inhaling the black mist, there was a moment of confusion in the whole mind, and there were sounds of malaise, and the whole person's eyes were heavy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Thinking of the scene just now, Xu Han couldn't help but look at the martial artist in the distance. Could it be that they changed this way because of the black mist.

Xu Han wondered whether they were dead or not, they didn't breathe, their faces were pale, their movements were stiff, and they looked like the legendary zombies.

"Aren't all the martial artists turned into this ghost?" Xu Han thought in his heart, looking at the black fog that enveloped the entire forest in front.

Logically speaking, the closer you get to the ruins of this sect, the more warriors you will encounter, why you haven't met a normal person.

The faint black fog shrouded the entire forest, each with abominable faces and stiff warriors swimming in it, a lively ghost scene, why did the former sect become such a look.

Although the power of the soul in his mind can break the black mist in the air, Xu Han still dare not care, his whole body is lingering, blocking the black mist in the air, and slowly leaning forward.

Hehe

A faint scream sounded in the forest, and the black mist around his body became a lot richer. Xu Han did not stay a bit, and his figure went straight ahead, avoiding the warriors who were swimming.

As you move forward, the surrounding environment is slowly changing. The trees that were originally lush are becoming withered, all the leaves are withered, and only one withered main pole stands.

"Sure enough!" Xu Han whispered while looking at the scene in front of him.

The lush trees have disappeared, but what appeared in front of me was a cliff. Looking down, I couldn't find the bottom at all. A trace of black mist drifted out of it and dispersed to the surroundings.

But Xu Han knew that this was not a cliff at all, but a palm print taken by the giant hand.

Just as I thought in my heart, the black mist shrouded in the forest is really related to this palm print, I don't know what this lowness is