Chapter 1952 Prisoner
Qin Shuang shook her head inwardly, An Shicong had fought against that ghost before, so it was justifiable to be afraid. Sun Yuan was afraid from the beginning, it seems that this person should not be friends with.
"Go in and save people!"
Qin Shuang shouted, her voice full of firmness, and strode towards the dusty village.
"Damn it!"
An Shicong cursed in a low voice, and followed behind Qin Shuang. Yu Guanting and others also followed behind, Sun Yuan hesitated for a while, and finally followed at the end.
"You have to go in and have a look!" Qin Shuang seemed to explain: "We came together, more than a hundred people disappeared inexplicably, it is not appropriate for us to leave like this. As many people come, as many people come back.
We have broken through the natural barrier, what difficulties can stop us? "
"Tat Tat Tat..."
At a distance of 100 meters, more than 20 people soon came to the gate of the village. Qin Shuang walked into the gate without stopping, and walked straight towards the house.
Soon, Qin Shuang stood at the gate of the courtyard again, looking into the courtyard without going in immediately.
Behind her, An Shicong seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, the fairy sword in his hand flickered.
"Kachacha..."
A bolt of lightning flashed in the air, illuminating the village brightly.
Qin Shuang closed her eyes, sensing the surrounding breath carefully. The twenty or so monks behind her looked around nervously.
"Qin Shuang..." Yu Guanting felt her throat dry.
Qin Shuang opened her eyes and said softly, "Guan Ting, do you feel it?"
"What do you feel?"
"Death breath! The breath of death, here is the breath of death, there is no anger at all."
The faces of more than 20 people behind Qin Shuang were all pale. Under Qin Shuang's reminder, they all felt that this place was full of death.
Qin Shuang's heart turned, looking for a way to solve the situation in front of her.
With a thought, profound knowledge spread out.
but……
The information she obtained was no different from her spiritual knowledge, and this was the first time she failed to use her profound knowledge.
"It's too secretive!"
"Dead Qi! How to break the dead Qi?"
"angry!"
Qin Shuang's heart moved, and she suddenly remembered her Kurong supernatural power, and looked down at her left palm, where there was a Kurong space.
Qin Shuang slowly raised her left hand, turned her palm back, and pressed it slowly towards the ground with her palm facing down.
Rich vitality spread from the space in the palm, poured on the ground in front of the feet, and then spread rapidly to the surroundings with Qin Shuang as the center.
A layer of emerald green color drives away the gray...
"ah……"
Sun Yuan's exclamation came from behind, and Qin Shuang's eyes shrank violently. The yard and houses in front of me have disappeared...
The three-story house in front of her was no longer there, and in front of her was a huge tomb. Qin Shuang quickly glanced around, where is there another house around?
There are tombs all around, but the other tombs are much smaller than the one on the opposite side. At a glance, there are two to three hundred of them.
"Kachacha..."
The bright lightning reflected the anger around him pale, Qin Shuang withdrew his eyes and looked at the huge tomb opposite.
The lightning and thunder disappeared, and it became even more silent, and the breath of death floated in the silence.
Qin Shuang clenched the Linglong Sword in her hand, and her heart was beating violently. She found a problem. When she glanced at it just now, the surrounding tombs were not only smaller than the one in front of her, but each tomb was in front of it. a tombstone.
but……
The huge tomb in front of me has no tombstone, but there is a statue in front of the tomb.
"Kachacha..."
Another flash of lightning made the night as bright as day, and Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the feet of the statue. There was a pedestal at the foot of the statue, and a line of words was carved on the pedestal.
Life is just a short dream, and death is the eternal existence—the jailer.
The lightning passed, and the eyes became dark again, but that line of words seemed to be engraved in Qin Shuang's heart.
"Prisoner! Looks like this is the prisoner's grave."
Qin Shuang looked up at the statue, the night couldn't stop the eyes of monks like Qin Shuang, everything could still be seen clearly.
This statue is very lifelike. It is a handsome young man with black hair hanging behind his shoulders. His clothes are different from the current style. At first glance, it looks like the robes of the ancient times. Although the statue is only more than two meters high, it still gives people a look. Kind of upright feeling.
Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the statue's eyes, which were full of majesty, as if an emperor was looking down on his subjects.
Qin Shuang's back felt cold and his hair stood on end. At this moment, it gave her an unbelievable feeling. The statue seemed to be a living person, looking down at her majesticly at this time. Those eyes, which were originally carved from stone, seemed to transmit a living line of sight, which made Qin Shuang's heart tremble. There is tightening.
"The Crown Court..."
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Just as Qin Shuang called out two words in a low voice, she heard the sound of bang bang coming from behind her.
Qin Shuang didn't dare to turn her head back, her spiritual consciousness spread behind her in an instant, and her heart beat violently. At this time, more than 20 monks including Yuguanting fell to the ground, still breathing, and seemed to be in a coma.
With a thought, Qin Shuang took out the heart awl from the storage ring, and recalled this statue and the man who was nailed to death by the heart awl in the former room.
"It's the same person!"
"Um?"
Qin Shuang sniffed and smelled a burnt smell. Then her eyes fell on the huge tomb behind the statue.
She held the heart cone in her left hand and the Linglong sword in her right, and suddenly slashed at the statue opposite.
"laugh……"
A sword slashed, and the statue came and took the huge tomb behind it, which was cut in half by Qin Shuang.
"boom……"
The two halves of the statue fell to the ground, a crack appeared in the tomb, and a ray of light came out of the crack.
Qin Shuang stretched out his hand to grab the tomb, and the huge tomb was grabbed by Qin Shuang, revealing the space inside the tomb.
There is no coffin in the tomb, but a very large stone chamber, which is like a huge sarcophagus. There is a pile of skeletons piled up in the stone room, and a layer of white flame is burning on those skeletons, and those rays of light are reflected by that white flame.
Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the fairy artifacts in the tomb. Most of those fairy artifacts had been burned and deformed, but Qin Shuang recognized that those fairy artifacts were the weapons of the more than one hundred monks who were missing.
Qin Shuang is a fire attribute, and is not afraid of flames, so he stretched out his finger to hook, and the thin layer of white flame burning on the corpse drew a white line, shooting towards Qin Shuang, Qin Shuang stretched out As soon as the palm was caught, the ray of flame gathered in Qin Shuang's palm, only the size of a little finger. Qin Shuang's heart couldn't help but move.
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