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Chapter 128 The Burial Ground

A mysterious place with a wet foundation and a large area of ​​mottled grass stained with dark green liquid.

The graves are dark, and the energy is dormant, and the skins of humans with colorful blood are curled up and hung on the treetops.

The human skin similar to that next to a human face is extremely blurred in the dark sight.

They smiled and bloomed in the strange space, which was a kind of grim smile. If it weren't for the human skin dripping blood, I'm afraid the person you see would immediately panic. After all, the smile was too creepy.

The graves are silent and sleeping in the dark time and space, as if they will wake up from endless one day.

There are no tombstones here, no trace of life power, the entire earth is shrouded in the darkness, withered and decadent, and there are only endless cemeteries.

What’s strange is that no matter how many corpses are buried here, the cemeteries are always bright and clean.

"Crash"

In the burial place, the yin energy was stronger, the mountains and forests were shaking violently, and huge monsters with exposed horns were lying down, smashing the earth and wood to fly everywhere.

On the Yin Shu forest, more than a dozen human skins were rolling in the cold wind and swaying and smiling, revealing the extreme coldness and pungent smell.

As many monsters died, the burial place became more and more terrifying and terrifying. In the darkness, a charm that appeared and appeared from time to time was sang in the depths of the gloomy woods, gloomy and difficult, as if it contained a heinous sin.

The terrible sinful aura enveloped the sky and the vision became dim.

There was lightning turbulent above my head, but the lightning was filled with filthy light. It was obvious that the lightning had been dirty by a kind of force.

According to legend, in the long-standing ancient times, a filthy divine land was cursed by the evil sacrifice of the gods. The land fell from the starry sky and was sacrificed by the evil gods to form a corpse buried land. There is no difference between the sun and it is always wrapped in death.

"Che..."

In the quiet tomb, the charm of the gods climbed up, and a hot divine light quietly passed by in the shade of the forest, and a cluster of fire lights floated through the forest.

The fire is black and has a bone-like coldness. A slender hand holding the ghost flame lantern and looking deeper, suddenly it was discovered that the little hand holding the lantern was shriveled, without flesh and bones.

It was incredible. A person without flesh and blood was walking in the shade of the forest. With his clear vision, a woman with only a thin piece of paper came with a smile, but blood stains flowed in her eyes.

At this moment, I realized that it was not a person carrying the lantern, but a bloody human skin.

The Ghost Flame Lantern was shining with a cold fire, and the oil of a lamp was extremely delicate, exuding a little fragrance.

And the fragrance of the oil and the smell of the human skin are like a breath that emanates from a person's body.

What a cruel method of sacrifice and refining. The woman was hollowed out all her flesh and blood by an evil sacrifice and refining method, and refined the outer skin into a cool leather jacket, and boiled the inner flesh and blood into corpse oil.

Evil, cruel.

When the Ghost Flame Lantern sways in the shade of the forest, soil slid from many grave mounds, revealing huge mud pits.

In the huge pit, cemeteries exploded and messy, with wet grounds and bursts of smoke rising.

The soil flew over and buried a row of blood-colored coffins, and the entire coffin was filled with circles of sealing power.

"Huh"

Several human skins hanging under the treetops were controlled by strange wind directions and were attached to the heads of several huge coffins, like a painting embedded in them.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

A row of coffins made a wonderful sound from the inside, and the coffins swayed.

"collapse"

The coffin shook, and under a shadow, one foot stepped on the ground and stomped into his eyes. The coffin roared and returned to loneliness again.

"So anxious." A voice of unknown man and woman was low.

It's on the shelves. I've been too busy recently and I've always stopped updating, but fortunately I finally got to this point.

Just one thousand words tonight!

Actually, I have already figured out the grades, but it doesn’t matter, because I will stick to it only if I like it.
Chapter completed!
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