The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The scream, like the wailing of a ghost from hell, echoed here non-stop.

It seemed that a fire was scorching those small houses, making these detained souls miserable.

Xiao Chen put down all his defenses to feel the ancient and strange singing.

Under the impact of this chanting, Xiao Chen, who had no defense at all, felt an evil thought going straight into his head.

This idea seemed to want to erode Xiao Chen's consciousness, it wanted to control Xiao Chen's body.

Xiao Chen sneered, and let this thought enter his body.

This wave of thoughts kept hitting Xiao Chen's defenseless sea of ​​consciousness, violently and arrogantly.

Suddenly, the blue flames in Xiao Chen's eyes jumped violently, and the sky-high blue flames burned in the sea of ​​consciousness.

That evil thought, before he even had time to react, was burned and annihilated by the blue flame.

"Dogs are so courageous."

Xiao Chen sneered, and his consciousness suddenly spread out, covering the vast surrounding land.

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly realized that the condition of the saint was not good.

The saint's face was numb, her eyes were extremely empty, and she walked forward like a walking dead.

Xiao Chen patted his forehead, how could he forget about this girl.

The light from the bracelet on the saintess' wrist was already very weak, and it couldn't resist the weird singing sound at all.

The cultivation base of the saint is very low, and she can't support the operation of the bracelet for a long time. Coupled with the double impact of screaming and singing, it's not surprising that this happens.

The blue flame in Xiao Chen's eyes danced again, and the blue flame floated out from Xiao Chen's eyes, like a flexible ribbon, slowly drifting towards the saint.

The blue flame penetrated into the body of the saint and came to her sea of ​​consciousness.

It was already dark and dark here.

The blue flame found the last remaining consciousness of the saint, and tightly protected her.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to burn it, the evil consciousness that invaded the sea of ​​consciousness, but wrapped in the remaining consciousness of the saint, quietly lurked.

Xiao Chen followed the saint who was like a walking corpse, and walked forward, Xiao Chen wanted to see what kind of moths he would make.

...

The location of the heart of the huge skeleton.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were dancing wildly in an open space.

There are no weird small houses and altars around, but a huge formation under the two of them.

The array is shining in an uncomfortable dark red, and the array is full of extremely weird and mysterious runes.

Around the formation, there are nine small formations, and the nine small formations, like stars surrounding the moon, enclose the large formation in the middle.

This scene is very similar to those small houses surrounding the altar.

In the center of these small arrays, there is a mask.

The mask as a whole is gray and white like death, but the facial features of the mask are bright red, which is extremely dazzling, as if it has been smeared with blood.

The expressions of these masks are all portrayed extremely distorted, like abstract paintings that are very popular in modern times.

Moreover, the eyes of these masks are all occupied by that bit of scarlet. No matter from which direction you look at the masks, you seem to be able to feel that the eyes of the masks are staring at you closely.

In the large formation in the middle, there are two figures, one tall and one short, wearing two masks, one crying and the other smiling.

He was wearing colorful clothes with small bells hanging all over his clothes.

The crisp sound of bells can be heard endlessly in the empty and dark space.

The two kept jumping with bare feet, as if possessed by a ghost, their bodies twisted to incredible arcs.

Bursts of chanting came from the mouths under the masks of the two, spreading far away.

Everywhere here exudes weirdness.

Suddenly the movement of the two stopped, maintaining a twisted posture.

The two turned their heads and seemed to look at each other.

The tall man wearing a mourning mask said: "There was a soul-eating sound, which was annihilated."

The short man wearing a laughing mask shook his head slightly: "The high priest said that if there is any problem, stop immediately."

The tall man thought for a while, and said firmly: "We can't stop. If we stop now, we will have to wait for the next millennium. Now the situation is treacherous, and the forces of all parties are ready to move. Big brother's hegemony needs the help of big brother Feilian."

The short man nodded, agreeing with the tall man's words, "I have experienced life and death, even if something goes wrong this time, it doesn't matter if I lose my life."

The strange beating continued, and the singing voice sounded again.

...

At the tail of the huge skeleton, a group of masked men in black are slowly advancing.

A man in black was chatting with the people around him, but he didn't speak Chinese.

"My lord has specially explained this time that we must find the Fengshen Orb. This is related to my lord's hegemony. We must do our best. Even if we leave our lives here, we must complete the task."

Hearing the word "Master", the eyes of all the men in black flashed with fanaticism, as if the word had infinite magic power.

Suddenly one after another chants came from a distance, pouring into everyone's ears.

Except for the headed man in black, the rest of the people all looked blank, with empty eyes, walking towards the inside of the skeleton like walking corpses.

The headed man in black had dim eyes, looked into the distance, and actually spoke fluent Chinese.

"It seems that the legend is true, Fei Lian may be resurrected."

"Hehe!" The man in black suddenly laughed, "How does the legendary ancient demon god compare with me, a pre-Qin Qi refiner?"

The figure of the man in black gradually disappeared in place.

...

In the middle of the skeleton, a group of handsome men and women walked into the skeleton.

A young man with silver wings on his back wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Fortunately, Brother Sun has a treasure like the Dingfeng Orb, otherwise we might have to confess here today."

A gentle young man nodded with a smile. Even though he had just experienced life and death, he still looked calm.

The gentle boy said: "Everyone, don't let your guard down. The elders in the family who have been here have specially reminded that there is a possibility of Feng Bo Feilian's resurrection."

Except for the bewildered young man with the silver wings on his back, everyone else nodded solemnly.

He didn't seem to have any idea about Feng Bofeilian.

The gentle boy explained the legend of Fei Lian to him.

The bluffing silver-winged boy was stunned for a while: "It seems that the world here used to be very prosperous!"

Everyone nodded with a smile. The young people who were born and raised in that unknown place are not as proud and arrogant as other races, and look down on the human race as outsiders.

This silver-winged boy is not only modest and polite, but even a little cute, which is why everyone is willing to bring this boy with him when they come to this world.

At this moment, a series of strange chanting sounds sounded, and everyone's expressions changed drastically.