The white ground began to smudge with ink-like paint, and in the darkness, you could see pitch-black tombstones rising from the ground. With the power of darkness, a violent and cold wind blew past my ears.

Looking at the ground that had turned black under my feet, and then at the eerie tombstones, a strong bad premonition rippled in my heart.

"Bang ......"

There was a muffled sound, and I looked down but was startled, because I saw a large hand on the ground that had broken through the surface, with withered and ** muscles and rough textures, black nails and bones exposed in front of my eyes.

"These are dried corpses?"

I have been to the underground kingdom of Loulan and have seen dried corpses, so when I saw this hand, I subconsciously thought that the other party had summoned a terrible dried corpse, but Wan Guofeng did not speak. With a snap of my fingers, there was more and more loud noises on the ground, and one after another large hands reached out from under the dirt, and these large hands kept waving, and a low roar echoed in my ears. But only big hands. But there was no corpse, I forcibly calmed my panicked heart, frowned, slowly took a step back, and then said: "You are an illusion of the dark tomb, I am not afraid!" Can't scare me! ”

Although he said so in his mouth, he kept retreating when it was time to retreat, but at this moment, Wan Guofeng smiled coldly and said, "Illusion? It doesn't matter what you think, you're dying anyway, I'm going down to find my Qinglong life, so you can spend your last life here slowly. ”

He turned to leave, and took my gourd with him, and I was about to catch up, but my footsteps just moved. A crack suddenly burst open under the ground, and then a large hand reached out from under the dirt and grabbed my ankle, this time the touch was very real, not like a hallucination at all, I became more and more flustered, and kept waving the dagger in my hand. It slashed at these arms, but there was a bloody fact in front of me, the dagger actually made a "sonorous" sound after slashing at these strange hands, and none of the strange hands were cut off!

"It's so hard!"

I was taken aback. But that wasn't the worst of things, and soon my head started to feel dizzy, first sleepy, and then as if someone had hit me the head, and I could see a little blurry, and the scenery around me seemed to be constantly turning upside down.

This is the terrible thing about the life of the tomb, whether these big hands are illusions or not illusions, they will affect my soul, people have three souls and seven spirits, all of them are indispensable, if they are all pulled out, then they will become an empty shell, the soul will be destroyed, and the person will die.

Therefore, there are many people in the circle who like to refine souls, some refine yin souls and ghosts, but there are also people who exercise their souls, in order to cope with the situation in front of them, but I haven't undergone orthodox training, to be honest, I am basically a death when I encounter this situation.

My mind became more and more unclear, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my brain began to be reluctant to turn, as if I had given up resistance at this moment, I would have immediately fallen asleep, tired, weak, empty, these negative emotions invaded my brain, and I felt that if I fell asleep this time, I would never wake up again, but that great tiredness came like a mountain and could not stop it.

Vaguely, I could see more and more large hands grabbing my body, constantly tugging at my legs and arms, I fell to the ground, leaning against the wall, my breathing began to become difficult, and many scattered memories began to come back to my mind.

First I saw a large white light, which was very faint, but it bloomed like a white flower in front of my eyes, and I closed my eyes slightly, but I could not dispel these white lights. Sadagami No.

Then, after the white light, I saw the villa I had been to again, the quaint little courtyard, and the hidden iron gate.

I once pushed it away, and I heard a man speaking to me inside, he called me apprentice, but today I did not have the strength to walk over, so I stood in front of the iron door, and there were some small voices in my ears, as if they were talking......

"I don't know where he went? He won't leave us behind! "He was my master, he was once forgotten by everyone, but now everyone remembers him." "I'm going to get him back, even if I go through countless worlds, even if I go through countless worlds, I must get him back......"

It was a childish voice, not really listening, but it felt familiar, like a child, but it revealed a deep firmness.

At this moment, I saw a great darkness in the sky, and this pure white world seemed to be swallowed up by this darkness, and the sky darkened, and the earth darkened, and the trees darkened, and everything darkened, and at last only the house in front of me was left, the house that sat in the darkness.

I wanted to shout loudly, as if there was someone in the house whom I recognized, and I wanted to remind him to hurry up and get out of it, but I couldn't open my mouth because I didn't have the strength to do it......

The darkness turned into the appearance of countless poisonous snakes, and the villa world surrounded from all sides seemed to be the last house left at this moment, and I heard the sound of the snakes swallowing their tongues, making a "hissing ......" sound, and soon the snakes surrounded the house, but at this moment, I heard a voice coming from the house, it was a cold snort, just a cold snort!

However, after this cold snort, all the black vipers actually retreated like a tide, and that's not all, I saw that the vast darkness was dissipating, and the white light covered the world again, and the sky, the ground, the trees, and the houses all changed back to their original white.

I looked deeply at the villa in front of me, there must be someone inside, but who could it be? Who's going to be in there?

"Dare to ask, which senior is inside?"

I opened my mouth to ask, but there was no response, and then, my whole body was shocked, and I woke up from my trance, and I actually saw that the strange hands that grabbed my body just now were all broken, and none of them were turned into pieces, but the tomb was still wandering around me, I was still surrounded by this evil life, but my soul was still in my body, and the tomb seemed to be shocked back by that cold snort, so why did the villa appear in my memory? And who is in that villa?

But this is not the time to think about this, I want to break out of the encirclement of the tomb, but there is no way out, my gourd has also been taken away, I can't summon the life, and the only weapon that can be used in my body is this small dagger in my hand, of course, the rusty long sword behind it can barely be regarded as a weapon.

I took out a few soul talismans from my waist bag and slapped them on the ground, and after the soul talisman landed, a violent golden light erupted in an instant, this golden light flickered in front of my eyes, and the evil life of the surrounding dark tombs seemed to be very afraid of the light emitted by the soul talisman, and immediately retreated towards the rear.

"It seems to be useful, and sure enough, everything that has something to do with the evil things is afraid of the soul suppression talisman. Don't come, don't come! ”

I walked forward with the soul talisman, the encirclement of the tomb where the golden light passed was constantly shrinking, but at this moment, a strange hand suddenly stretched out under the ground behind me, and pushed me hard, I stumbled and fell to the ground, the dagger and the soul charm came out of my hand, I fell not lightly, but before I could get up from the ground, the evil life of the tomb around me was surrounded, although the strange hands did not dare to touch me, but they tore off my waist bag and threw it into the distance, now, I don't even have a dagger and a soul talisman!

There was only a long rusty sword left in his body, and he hurriedly got up from the ground, nervously holding the hilt of the long sword, there were more and more strange hands around him, and the encirclement of the evil life of the dark tomb was getting tighter and tighter.

I stared nervously at the ground, not noticing that blood was running from my broken hand, falling down the hilt of my sword into its scabbard.

A faint red glow began to emerge from the scabbard, and I felt what seemed to be some shaking of the hilt, some vibrations that had nothing to do with me......

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