Rather, it is the tombstone itself.

However, if you look closely, you will be surprised to find that the tombstones are not carved from stone, but ...... It's transparent, like a glacier from the far north.

Now, although it is the late autumn season, the weather is already slightly cool, but it has not cooled down to the extent of freezing.

And in this corner of the southwest corner of the rivers and lakes, there is still such a thick ice cube in a state that does not melt, which is really a very strange thing.

What made the best people feel even more strange was that in these ice-like tombstones, there were still complete skeletons of many people, and they even maintained the state of struggle they had before the temporary situation.

Their flesh had not yet rotted, but it had withered and deformed, like tomatoes that had been drained of their juice and embedded in them.

The leader was stunned suddenly, pointed to those glacial tombstones, and said: What is this?

The corners of Jing Zhaomei's beautiful peach-like mouth turned into an arc in this cold and rainy night, and he looked at the tombstones that exuded an evil aura and said coldly:

This is the coffin of the stars, also known as the devil's star, and in the age of mythology, it is said that the Creator created a star for each of us who was born in this land, which is what we commonly call the guardian star.

Our ruling planet slowly changes as we are born, grow, and die, dimming, flickering, or falling.

And this coffin of the stars is a coffin made from your guardian star.

After you are placed in this coffin of stars, the essence of your body will be completely absorbed by this coffin of stars until it turns into a pile of skeletons.

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "It's really ashamed to say that this is the first time I have created a coffin of stars for a woman, and besides, it is also a woman who has not yet drooped.

His voice was soft, but it sounded colder than the night rain.

The pouring night rain still fell with a tiger's roar, passing through the dense branches and leaves overhead, and falling on the coffins of the stars drop by drop, making a crisp sound.

However, these voices were accompanied by Jing Zhaomei's soft explanation, and there was an indescribable sadness in this dark and obscure forest of death, as if they were singing a soul-sending song for those who were sealed in the coffin of the stars.

At this moment, although the forest of death was cold and pressing, the leader still clearly felt that there was a slight cold sweat on his forehead, and then, it was washed away by the heavy rain that fell from the sky, like twisting the prayer beads in the hands of the Buddha.

Every time the Buddha twisted a prayer bead, he would wash away a grain of trouble, but those rain jade beads washed away the peace of his own heart.

Every time the cold raindrops fell on his forehead, the best felt a point of fear.

The corners of Jing Zhaomei's mouth curved into a good-looking arc again, but it was as cold as the evening breeze of late autumn, and he said in a deep voice: Little girl, I know you are very scared now, don't pretend to be calm anymore.

Because I am the first wise man in this world, I can see anything that is in your heart.

At this moment, in my opinion, although you keep saying that you came to Hongmen to take the head of my master Hong Hui on behalf of the immortal phoenix, you don't want to kill people at all in your heart.

Because you are a person who is not suitable for killing, because you are too kind, and kind people will be killed after all, not to mention, what you learned from your mother-in-law is not a trick to kill.

Jiao Jiao tilted his head, looked very unconvinced, and said loudly: Hmph, it's a pity, this time, I am determined to win Hong Hui's head.

And before I get Hong Hui's head, I will never die, if you have to stop me, although I don't like to fight, but today's fight has to be fought, for my uncle.

Hearing this, Jing Zhaomei frowned slightly, and sighed: If this is really the case, then you can attack it.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that with a sudden wave of his hand, a bell was struck, and through the impact of those pouring rains, with a strong aura like flames, it roared towards Jing Zhaomei.

Jing Zhaomei smiled slightly, and waved the wide sleeve of his right hand casually, wanting to use his "sleeve" stunt to brush away this sharp flower protection bell.

However, just when Jing Zhaomei thought that he had seen the trajectory of the bell coming towards him, he saw that the flower protection bell suddenly divided into five, and shot straight towards the five important acupoints on Jing Zhaomei's body.

It didn't change its course in the slightest because of the pouring rain, and its fierce aura even forced the pouring rain to scatter in all directions.

The water splashes scattered in all directions, hitting Leng Feng's tree, making small holes one by one, and the branches and leaves of the shrubs also broke off in the water splash set off by the flower protection bell.

What a sharp flower bell.

However, just when those fatal bells were about to hit Jing Zhaomei, they suddenly stopped.

It was as if they had suddenly been blocked by an invisible wall, unable to move any further, as if they had suddenly lost their target and plunged into the void.

Then, with a sonorous sound, he fell to the ground and fell in front of Jing Zhaomei.

This, what the hell is going on?

Jing Zhaomei bent down to pick up the bell, shook it, and threw it to the leader casually, and said slowly: Little girl, your bell doesn't work for me.

Haven't you noticed that your Flower Bell can only react to someone you can feel murderous and turn into a deadly weapon.

However, not all the opponents you meet will exude murderous aura, just like my Jing Zhaomei, because I have hidden all my murderous aura in the coffin of the stars.

Speaking of this, I saw him suddenly wave his hand, and then, his body suddenly burned.

The powerful light and shadow of his burning light flickered slowly in the Forest of Death, illuminating the darkness of the Forest of Death like a lit flame.

Under the reflection of the firelight, his body was indeed in a coffin of stars, forming an unbreakable protective barrier around him, protecting his body from the outside world.

Jing Zhaomei's body even had a tendency to burn and overgrow, but these burning flames not only did not make his skills slowly weaken, but even ignited his endless struggle.

He said slowly in a tone that he didn't know whether to be smug or teasing: This coffin of the stars will be a deadly weapon for the enemy.

Once sealed, they will slowly turn into a death coffin until their essence is drained and they become a skeleton.

However, for me, who can control this alternate dimension, it is a protective barrier that no one, no weapon, can break.

The best took the bell thrown by Jing Zhaomei, and suddenly changed color.

Because the bell was still intact when it first came into her hands, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly turned into a pile of powder.

It turned out that Jing Zhaomei had already crushed the bell with real power the moment he picked up the bell and threw it into the hands of the leader.

Crushing the bell with real power is actually not more terrifying, what is even more terrifying is that after crushing it, it still remains in its original state.

The best man gasped and said secretly: What a strong internal force, such a terrifying demonic technique, what an unpredictable master.

What's even more terrifying is that, as he said just now, the murderous aura of the man in front of him was indeed tightly wrapped in the coffin of the stars, protecting his body from external forces.