That screaming scream was hidden under the rumbling sound of the tumbling storm, I saw in the fog, the right shoulder of the big man of the Sky Wolf tribe, the girl who was originally hidden to calculate Wang Lin, her figure was forced out!
The fog in the ancient cemetery, no matter what kind of cultivation base, must withstand the test, even the three-step power must be like this, not to mention the extinct women in this district!
As soon as his figure appeared, it immediately trembled violently, and his whole body quickly withered, and in a blink of an eye, it was completely corroded by the mist, becoming a red face and withered bones!
But in this mist, this woman, died again!
But at the moment of her death, the dry bone did not dissipate, but bursts of gray light radiated from it. In a blink of an eye, flesh and blood grew strangely, just for a moment, and the dead girl was born again. !
There was an unconcealable fear in her eyes. In a short period of time, Wang Lin calculated that she was killed once. She was originally lucky, but as soon as she was hit by the mist, she died without the slightest resistance.
Killed three lives, so far die two!
But all this is not the source of her fear. What she fears at this moment is that although she is reborn and has her last life, she is in this mist! !
This mist is invisible to murder. Even if she is reborn, if she is hit by the mist again, the result... will be real death! !
Almost at the moment of rebirth, the girl turned pale and quickly backed away, wanting to leave the mist, but the speed of the mist could be comparable to her!
As soon as she reappeared, she hadn’t waited much to retreat. The mist suddenly poured into her body. The girl’s eyes showed despair. Her extermination was almost as immortal, but right now, the fear of death was Coming monstrously!
All of this happened between electric light and flint, and it was incredible fast. The girl was once again enveloped by the mist. She was already desperate, but the mist turned in her body and suddenly left. Not only did she not die, but there was a vitality in her body. Breeding, pouring into the center of the eyebrows, forming a digital sign!
In this short instant, the girl experienced life and death, sweat soaked her clothes, and before she could recover, she was suddenly covered by suction, unable to struggle in shock, she was directly sucked into the depths of the mist.
And the big man of the Fengtian Wolf tribe, the woman stepped forward, inhaling the depths of the mist!
This scene was clearly seen by Wang Lin, his eyes flashed, and the scene of the girl's death and rebirth shocked his mind!
"I killed her once before, and this weird mist killed her again, but she is still alive!! Closing the clan... is too powerful!"
"But looking at her last expression, it doesn't seem to be a fake, but the desperate gaze reveals her heart. If this woman dies again, she will never live again!" Wang Lin observed the matter with deep thoughts and analyzed the matter. It's not difficult for him.
What really puzzled him was his state at the moment. He was rushed by the mist, but after the mist entered the body, it did not form a digital mark on the center of his forehead, but turned into an ancient god’s power, and was instantly The star point of the eyebrow is absorbed.
It's just that there is too much death aura in this ancient god's power, and there is more resentment. After Wang Lin absorbed it, tyranny suddenly grew in his body, as if it turned into a violent breath, and blasted in his mind. boom.
If it wasn't for him to suppress it quickly and immediately prevent the absorption, he would immediately be disturbed by the breath. But even so, after dispelling this violent ancient god's power, he has unprecedented clarity in his mind. This feeling is extremely obvious, as if traveling through summer and winter.
There was no digital mark on his eyebrows, so that he was not involved in the suction, and Wang Lin's eyes flickered in the fog, and his brain continued to analyze.
Gradually, his eyes became brighter and brighter, recalling the number sign and the position he was in when he came here, but the pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly.
"The digital sign is incomprehensible to outsiders, but it is clearly the ancient text! Here, is it the direction that the greedy wolf said to leave the ancient cemetery!" Wang Lin's heart was throbbed, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly Turning around, staring straight at the depths of the mist, that sucked away the direction of the Fengtian wolf clan big man and girl.
"It's no wonder that there is no mark of the ancient text on my eyebrows... It's no wonder that the mist entered my body and turned into an ancient god's power... The number on the big man's eyebrows is 14... The woman's eyebrows are 29..." Wang Lin licked He licked his lips, his eyes groaned.
"This place is perilous, and the ancient cemetery is even more dangerous... Go, or not!"
After three breaths, Wang Lin showed decisiveness in his eyes. His character is just like this. If you want to give up entering the ancient cemetery and want to encounter it again, you don’t know how long it will take, or even his whole life. There is no such opportunity!
His eyes flashed, Wang Lin looked cold and cautious, and galloped straight into the fog.
The more dangerous it is, the more it represents the existence of chance and good fortune!
"The ancient cemetery, let Wang go to see what kind of horror and destiny exists. As an ancient god, entering here is definitely more beneficial than others!"
Wang Lin is like a fish, and as he rushes forward, he decisively gave up absorbing the fog full of death and resentment. Although this fog can strengthen his ancient gods' power, Wang Lin knows that once he absorbs it, he will I'm afraid that it will not belong to me if it is the sage, but will be manipulated by that death and resentment, and become like a living dead!
Wang Lin's speed is getting faster and faster, but his expression is more cautious. Although he is not cautious, but it is similar. In his life, it is with this caution that he has only survived life and death crises.
If it is said to be reckless, he can only calculate the group of the person who seems to be the master of the palm. This is a crazy idea for him. This idea has no clue. To be precise, it suddenly breeds after talking with a generation of Suzaku.
Moreover, in his heart, he gave birth to a lot of natural thoughts and reasons for this matter, and he even blended into the soul of the fortune child to derive calculations, and even made up his mind. Once there is a palm retreat there, if his serious injury recovers slightly. , He immediately fled back into the realm with that jade slip.
All of this seemed to be his own thoughts, which appeared spontaneously.
However, after the fire bird clan sacred place escaped, when Wang Lin began to doubt whether the middle-aged man was the palm-sovereign, a terrible doubt appeared in his mind...
This doubt made his body chill!
"Why would I do such crazy things, raise such crazy thoughts..." It's just that as soon as this doubt appeared, it immediately dissipated in his mind. It seemed that naturally, other things disturbed him and he almost forgot about it. When doubting the identity of the palm-sovereign, such a doubt appeared.
But at this moment, after entering the mist, his mind suddenly became clear, as if the mist and the outside are two worlds, and there is a power that does not know when it will come to Wang Lin before he enters this. After the mist, it was blocked!
The disappearance of this mysterious power caused Wang Lin's dissipated doubt to rise again, but it became thicker and thicker. Only for a moment, he was startled in a cold sweat.
Turning his head abruptly, Wang Lin stared fiercely at the rolling mist behind him, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through the endless, revealing the mist, and saw the peaceful ancient stars.
After a long time, Wang Lin retracted his gaze, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. He had never had this feeling in his life. The more he recalled the scenes after he came to the Taigu stars, the more Wang Lin felt like he had a force. Control yourself in the dark.
After a moment of silence, the fear in Wang Lin's eyes was replaced by cold light, and he pondered carefully for a long time. He determined that the incident of entering the ancient cemetery was decided after his own analysis, instead of after Mingming appeared, he turned and went straight to the depths of the mist.
He was getting faster and faster, almost turning into a long rainbow. As he kept approaching the depths of the mist, he saw struggling monks, swept by suction, whizzing past him.
These people all have numbers on their foreheads!
"37, 45, 71..." Wang Lin gradually approached the deepest part of the mist in silence, and saw a hideous crack in the mist from a distance!
There was no mist in the world in that crack, but there were waves of distortions. Despite this, Wang Lin could still see at a glance, on the floating gravel inside, a hideous head! !
The ancient cemetery!
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he was about to step into the crack, but at this moment, the surrounding mist suddenly roared, Wang Lin suddenly turned his head to look, but his eyes narrowed.
Behind him, there was a constant roar in the mist rolling, but a person walked out slowly from within. This person was a middle-aged scribe, but his appearance was extremely handsome and faintly female! It was just a little pale at the moment, obviously it was very difficult for him to get here.
There are nine bizarre statues surrounding his body. This statue has no hair. There are nine expressions of anger, happiness, or sadness. Each statue has a different expression. They surround the woman-like scribes and radiate. Bursts of pale yellow glow, born from the mist, made the scribe come here!
The scribe's eyebrows are also not marked with numbers! He saw Wang Lin, with a look of surprise on his tired face!
Wang Lin looked as usual, but there were big waves in his heart. He clearly knew the strength of the fog, but the person in front of him walked here alive, without opening, Wang Lin turned around and stepped directly into the cracks. The cemetery!
"This fellow Taoist, can you help me?" A very nice female voice came from the scribe.
Within the ancient stars, there is a huge palace floating in an endless starry sky. This starry sky seems to be hidden in the ancient stars, and no one can find it.
In the palace, it was slightly dim, with only a few candles burning in the light and dark, making a slight popping sound.
By the light of the fire, one can faintly see that on the ground of this palace, there is a well with water in it, and the surface of the water is like a mirror. Three groups of candlelights are reflected, making it impossible to distinguish between truth and falsity.
A figure whose whole body was shrouded in a black robe, unable to see the slightest appearance, stood silently by the mouth of the well, looking at the water surface. In addition to the three candlelights reflected in the water surface, there was a white-haired figure.
This figure is surprisingly-Wang Lin!
Wang Lin's figure was surrounded by the three candlelights, like a seal!
But at the moment when Wang Lin stepped into the mist on the ancient star, the water surface in the well in the palace was rippling and shaking, as if disturbed by a force that did not belong to this realm. In that shaking, Wang Lin's figure distorted, and finally faded away.
"The tomb suddenly opened, disrupting the old man's plan... It's a pity... It's a pity... It's only a trace of the moon in the well..." The man who was hidden in the black robe looked at all of this, and a calm, hoarse old voice murmured. , He lifted his right hand, exposing dry fingers, and the slender and slightly curved nails, which hit the surface of the water.