This is a road that has no end. No matter whether they go forward or backward, they will never reach the end of this road. They can't reach the top of the mountain, nor can they go down to the farm at the foot of the mountain. Captain Zhou pushed aside a piece of weeds and walked out of the jungle. Then, he found that he was still halfway up the mountain. The farmland below the mountain was intertwined, the old houses were lit with faint fires, the tall mills stood by the river, and the villages and towns in the distance were hidden in the darkness, and the whole picture could not be seen clearly. After walking for seven or eight hours, according to this time, the sky should have been bright, but at this moment the world was still in darkness. Everyone had been through the night without any food or water, and had been running for seven or eight hours. At this moment, their mental and physical states were close to the limit, and the strange situation they faced magnified their inner fear and panic to the limit. "We're dead, we're dead, we're dead!" Xiao Huang's lips were cracked and white, and he threw his hat to the ground and refused to move again. "We can't get out! We must have hit a wall!" Akai kept licking his lips, his body lacking water to the limit. "This is not a solution, Captain!" Datou looked down the mountain and then up at the sky. However, as soon as Datou raised his head, he saw black rain falling from the sky. No, it was not rain, but black ash. "It's raining?" Datou felt something falling on his face. "Why is there black rain?" "It's not rain! This is, ash?" Captain Zhou wiped the ash from his face, and the black ash dyed his face and hands black. A steady stream of ashes fell from the sky and landed on their faces. They raised their heads and looked at the sky, and immediately saw that in the sky where the moon had never been seen before, a dark red moon climbed up the clouds. The moon was half round, like a knife, like blood. Ashes were like rain, and the waning moon was bright red. The clouds in the sky were torn and dyed black, forming a strange shape. The sky of the whole world reflected a red and black color, revealing a sense of fear and horror in the beauty. "This... This is not normal!" Datou pretended to be stable, but he could no longer be stable, and his face showed fear. "How could there be such a moon!" "Where... are we trapped!" "Captain! Captain, what should we do?" Everyone kept looking at Captain Zhou, as if they were looking at their backbone. "Boom!" At this time, a crisp sound came from afar, the crisp sound of a bell hummed, dragging out a long tail, scaring the already panicked people like frightened rabbits. "Where does the bell sound come from? Is it from the temple? Or down the mountain!" Captain Zhou looked around, but he immediately fixed his eyes on the mountain. It was not that he found the source of the bell, but that at this moment, there was a fire at the foot of the mountain, a large row of fire, as if there were groups of people holding torches or lanterns going up the mountain. "Someone! Someone is going up the mountain! We can follow them, and we can get out by following them." Xiao Huang stood up and shouted towards the foot of the mountain. "We are here! We are here!" Xiao Huang's shouts spread through the air. "Finally someone is coming up the mountain, Captain, we can finally leave this damn place!" Several other people also stood up. Even the police officers with many years of experience were frightened by such a strange place. "Something is wrong, don't move! Observe!" Captain Zhou felt something was wrong. Because there were only a dozen flames at the bottom of the mountain, but as they continued to walk up the mountain, the team holding torches became more and more, and the team of flames became longer and longer. A dozen, more than twenty. After turning a mountain road, it immediately became a long dragon of more than 40 people, constantly coming up along the mountain road. "Here they come! They come! They finally come!" Xiao Huang was very excited, pointing at the approaching team! "This must be the search and rescue personnel!" Akai nodded and said. "Why don't you use flashlights, but torches?" "Everyone be careful, take out your guns, and stay alert." Captain Zhou kept shaking his head, still ordering everyone to stay alert. At this time, on the downhill road, the fire in the distance finally appeared in front of them, but the joy on everyone's face was stagnant for a moment, because the person who came up was wearing a strange black robe. He was not holding a torch in his hand, but a silver candlestick. The strange white candle burned with a green flame. When they moved forward, they were not walking at all, but spinning and jumping constantly. They sang strange songs in their mouths, which was a language they could not understand at all. They danced exaggeratedly, looking like a puppet, being pulled by silk strings and swinging exaggeratedly. They held the candlesticks high, dancing and singing continuously, as if holding a grand ball. They lined up in a neat team, beat a neat beat, and walked all the way up. Everyone swayed left and right, swaying forward, and the red moon reflected the mountains like blood flowing, and the black ashes that kept falling made the world hazy. "Hazy! Bloody fight! Hehehehe!"The leading black-robed man sang and danced, and finally burst into crazy laughter. "Mom killed me, and Dad ate me." A black-robed shadow that looked short and like a child followed behind him, making an even more terrifying sound. "Brothers and sisters sit under the dining table, pick up my bones, and bury them in the cold stone tomb." Another little man who was almost as tall as him jumped out holding a candlestick and sang the second half sharply. "La la la la la ah!" "Wu wu wu wu!" The strange black shadows behind followed and shouted out the accompaniment in unison. "La la la la la ah!" "Wu wu wu wu! " The few people who were just happy, seeing this strange situation, suddenly felt cold all over, and the expressions on their faces became dull and pale. At this time, the black-robed man who was leading the group and holding the candlestick turned his head and looked at them. He raised his head and revealed their true faces under the black robe. It was a face made of straw. Their hands were also made of straw. The candlesticks were stuck in it. They could not turn it easily and could only move it swayingly. There was a piece of paper on their faces, just like a child's graffiti, with crooked facial features drawn on them. At this moment, in the dark, it looked even more terrifying. The eyes were black stones, not carefully embedded in them, but more like violent pats and stuffing in. This is a team of scarecrows, scarecrows that can move, scarecrows that can sing. Captain Zhou and his men were covered in cold sweats, their feet kept shaking, and horror and fear penetrated into their hearts, devouring all their reason. The crazy singing drilled into their ears, as if gnawing at their souls. They wanted to draw their guns to stop them, but they couldn't even move a finger. They wanted to run away, but they found that they couldn't move their feet. They wanted to scream and shout, but they found that they couldn't make a single syllable. The scarecrow in a black robe circled around them, and then walked towards the mountain. From the sky, their team holding candlesticks looked like a knot, and in the knot were Captain Zhou and his team. They were trapped in the center, motionless, and then their eyes slowly became dull, and their bodies were like plants taking root and sprouting, growing straw. The withered straw devoured their flesh and blood, devoured their eyes and brains. They raised their hands high, and an illusory candlestick appeared in their hands. When the team reached the end, they immediately filled in. At this moment, they also became identical monsters, with a piece of graffiti paper stuck on their straw faces and two irregular stones stuffed in them. They held up torches and made identical movements, swaying left and right, and moving forward in a daze. "La la la la la! "Woo woo woo woo!" The team continued to move forward. The further they went up, the more they could see that the people who had disappeared in the mountain before had joined them. The number of people increased from dozens to hundreds. They kept approaching the top of the mountain, close to the undead tree on the top of the mountain, which was hundreds of meters high and still expanding wildly. Compared with the outside world, its body here had expanded ten times and looked like a pillar supporting the sky. The undead tree waved its long vines and danced wildly in the sky, just like the shadow of the devil dancing in the sky. At this time, the blood-red sky was torn apart, and the white light illuminated the whole world, as if a bolt of lightning penetrated through it and cleansed the whole world. A figure like the sun appeared in the sky, illuminating the entire illusory world. He tore open the sky of this world, and as soon as he broke in, he aimed at the huge demon tree on the top of the mountain, and a fierce light was stimulated from between his fingers. "Divine Art·Holy Storm! "A violent storm of light swept up from the top of the mountain and spread out in an instant, wiping out everything on the top of the mountain. Dust was raised, ashes were everywhere, and rubble could be seen falling all over the top of the mountain. Smoke and dust rose hundreds of meters, and the exploding sparks fell towards the bottom of the mountain like meteors. "Roar! " A huge roar of pain came from the top of the mountain, and along with the roar, the whole world was shaking, the red moon in the sky dimmed and faded, and the black ashes stopped falling. But in the roar, the demon tree that should have been wiped out grew again, and a huge force burst out. The vines rose for thousands of meters in an instant, and entangled towards Fang Xiu. On the vines, Fang Xiu saw that each vine had a weird face, like a horrible nightmare, constantly roaring, cursing and cursing him. Fang Xiu found that after he entered this virtual world, his power expanded to the extreme, but along with it, the power of the demon tree also expanded to the extreme. Countless vines kept whipping the sky, and the whole sky could see that its nightmare whip was roaring and emitting a weird power, chasing and biting Fang Xiu. "Implosion! "Fang Xiu used the spells brought by the saint's posture to continuously bombard the demon tree. A red ball of light fell to the ground, merged into the body of the dead tree, and exploded instantly. "Not dead yet? What's going on? Is this an immortal body?" Fang Xiu raised his head and looked outside the world. He immediately found that the dead tree in the outside world had been resurrected. "Both of them are its original bodies? They must be killed at the same time to kill it?" "Oh my god! What the hell is this thing?" Fang Xiu immediately felt how difficult it was to deal with something that had something to do with the term "God". "Boom!" At this time, a violent explosion suddenly came from the real world above, and the illusory world also shook. Fang Xiu raised his head and saw that the dead tree in the real world was directly torn apart and blown up. The strong flames completely ignited the top of the mountain, and the trunk of the dead tree burned into a pile of debris in the artillery fire.