Here Lies The Wicked

He watched as he cut the ground into two sections of walking dead bodies.

This walker is probably a little more powerful than a paper-taker, because he was able to break his 15-layer golden clock cover.

And this walker, raised by the backpacker, just broke his 16-layer golden clock cover.

The way forward, a set of methods for screening opponents' strengths has been gradually developed.

That's to see how many golden clock covers he can break.

Like that century-old ghost in Gujing Village, she was able to instantly break his 24-story golden clock cover, push him to the ground and rub it, which is typical of the realm of suppression.

He's trying to figure out, what level of strength does a paper-taker or a walker on the ground correspond to? Only in the future will it be possible to refer to the strength of the opponent based on the protective energy of the golden clock cover.

In fact, the party did not know that his first battle with the paper-makers had long been on the "one game” list of key figures.

Strength is classified as the ability to kill Tiangugu IV and Tiangugu V ghosts alone.

So whether it's a paper-taking man or a backpacker carcass with eight lifetimes of blood mold, it's pretty much within this power range.

However, there are other issues that need to be resolved urgently.

It was rare to meet a passersby, but he finally got away with it. Fang is now standing right where he is. After a tangle, how do we go down the road?

“Is it possible to continue along the way of the coroner? ”

Finally, it was decided to continue along the same lines.

If this is the right route, you should be able to meet other people along the way, because more people are walking the road… Mr. Lu Xun has nothing wrong with that.

Along the way, he was not in a hurry to hurry. He would rather be cautious than rush forward.

In this situation, the speed can be imagined, he hasn't walked out a hundred meters in a few minutes, walking, suddenly, standing tall and listening.

He was the only one breathing gently in the white mist. There was a vague conversation coming from someone...

“I had no idea it was just an unconfirmed message, not 36 holes in the sky, 72 bliss ranked uncertain little fortune, attracting so many people who wanted to eat the first piece of cake.” It's a slightly dull man's voice.

And then there was another person who said, “After all, there is something buried here, and the rumors are natural, and that's not exactly why we rushed in from the North Province at night. ”

The person had a nasal sound and the speech was a little unclear, as if the nose didn't work after a cold.

Shady Man: “Thirty-six holes in the sky, 72 blessings of these famous relics have not yet opened, only some of the non-existent blessings that are not ranked in the sky, little blessings first opened, but even these little blessings of ant leg meat are all controlled by the people in the system. Like this unproven wildlife, it's kind of a little fussy pattern, and just because we're not in the world, the scattered houses in the system, we'll see treasure, a head like a moth burst into it. ”

“Our only chance is to become a backward show in this revival of spirituality, achieve bend overtaking, the spiritual tides in the blessing, and the eruption of spiritual energy. ”

"The blue blood moon came several times in a row, and the rejuvenation of the spiritual energy failed only in the first round. Once again, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth withered and was not suitable for practice. The vast majority of those whose veins were physically awake were later silenced and invisible. ”

“I don't know if this spiritual recovery will open an unprecedented transformation and create an evolutionary surge that our ancestors did not have. ”

“I don't want to be like my grandfather, after the spiritual energy has withered again, the body structure of the awakened veins becomes blood-depleted, degenerative, every time I use my ability to burn the essence, destroy my vitality, and finally, in order to reduce my body load, I have to choose not to be born in the world, and live the rest of my life. ”

First, he fell into a brief silence, the dull man said in a condensed tone: “As early as the past twenty years, the spiritual energy everywhere has been slowly recovering. This blue blood moon has arrived and the spiritual energy has been fully recovered, meaning that those old men who have lived a long time will recover from the depletion of their flesh, one by one, in no time. That's why we should take this blank period and get over the curve as soon as possible so we can get a bigger cake in the future...”

Talking sounds fade away, blurry...

Fang Zheng hastily followed him, but he could not follow him too close, lest he be found like when he was tracking the backpacker.

As a result, the conversation between the two people disappeared completely and went away because the speed could not be let go.

Fang Zheng had to give up to continue tracking, and at one time two eyebrows tightly screwed into the River script.

Psychic dying? Psychic recovery?

Cave Heaven?

Unprecedented change?

“Weird and uneven changes around the world are now due to the resurgence of spirituality in those two populations, right? ”

... The Last Age...

... Psychic recovery...

I can understand the meaning of this.

However, instead of spiritual recovery erupting overnight in the recent past, has it been slowly recovering around the world for a long time?

Can't help but think of the "Psychic Bureau of Investigation". Are these the first people to enjoy the Psychic Recovery Dividend?

Turns out, he is in the system, leaning back against the tree to get cold, Fang Zheng shushed.

The brief conversation between the two mysterious people opens the door to a whole new world. Although it is just fragmented information, it still gives a rough idea of the changes in the world.

Really, it's a change of course!

At this time, Fang Zheng also found the fog around him. It was not so intense as before. It began to fade slightly. The visibility could be seen approximately 10 meters. Fang Zheng's heart was happy. It seemed to follow the voices of both of them. He had come out of the white fog range and came to the edge of the white fog...

Not very far out, the field of view was wide open, and people had come out of the fog.

There is actually a huge mountain belly that has been dug up in front of it. There is no darkness of the five fingers, but Israelis is practicing martial arts today, which cannot be bothered by square.

Fang carefully observed that above the walls of the mountain belly rock, there are obvious marks of the cutting of the human civilization of the knife axe. The opening of the mountain belly is narrow and wide, presenting a wellhead, leading to deeper depth.

And on both sides of the rock wall, head sacrifice! It's all dense and numb human skulls.

I'm afraid there's no more than tens of thousands of heads in here, if it's not an ancient town, or a city?

It has to be how much murder and bloody massacre.

Inhale squarely.

However, history is far too long and, possibly due to geological disasters or crustal movements, the head festival on both sides of the mountain rock has collapsed by one third, and the only passage between the two walls has become the bone mountain of the human head, leaving only a very narrow passage that can barely be passed by one person.

Soon, other figures entering Lake Dragon are being discovered… because these people are gathered across the hall from the Head Festival Passage.