Chapter 1117: Back again (1/2)
Everything is dead, as if still!
The long canyons are shrouded in heavy gloom and fog. Looking at this strange place like another world in front of you, Chuchen's eyebrows faintly pour out ...
”This should be the so-called 'Silent Hill'.”
Han Yiquan sucked his nose and rubbed his palm back and forth a few times.
”It's really alarming, quiet and uncomfortable.”
Qiao Xiaowan beside her was frowning, her face was tight, and her expression was anxious.
”What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?” Chu Hen said, looking sideways at the other side.
Qiao Xiaowan shook her head, ”I'm fine ... let's go!”
”Huh!” Chu Hen nodded slightly, and immediately moved into shape, taking the lead in the sky ahead.
The two followed closely behind and quickly followed.
Although the atmosphere of Silent Hill is very weird, there is no sunshine, no wind and rain ... But compared to the forest of forest festival, the vision is much wider.
The environment below can be seen clearly. There is no dense jungle cover, so there is no need to worry about the danger lurking below, so you can fly directly at high altitude.
Chongshan Mountains, strange rocks.
Towering barren mountains, steep walls, such as the blade.
Suddenly, a very strong ancient breath rushed on.
Like a long, dusty atmosphere that has not been baptized by wind and frost for thousands of years.
”Look ...”
Qiao Xiaowan reached out a finger and said in astonishment.
Chu Chen, Han Yiquan's eyes were all sinking, and he saw a giant standing on the top of a cliff in front of him ...
The giant was wearing heavy armor, and his hands were placed on top of a giant sword with the blade facing down and the blade straight into the rock.
The intangible killing deterrent is frightening.
”Is it a stone statue?” Han Yiquan asked in a deep voice.
”No ...” Qiao Xiaowan vetoed and said firmly, ”It's an ancient corpse ...”
”What? The corpse?”
Not only did Han Yiquan have an accident, but even Chu marks showed surprise.
”How do you know?” The former asked inexplicably.
”I am very sensitive to the dark and evil breath. I can feel the long-lasting death on it. If it is a stone statue, there will be no death ...”
Qiao Xiaowan answered affirmatively.
For this, Chu Hen is not in doubt.
Because he could also feel the thick murky air from the giant.
...
”It's weird that it hasn't been ashes for so long,” Han Yiquan said.
As soon as the words fell, there was a trembling ”hum ...” in the heavens and the earth, and the head of the giant ancient corpse was lifted, and two blood-red pupils bloomed in the dark helmet ...
”No, it heard our voice.” Qiao Xiaowan said quickly.
”bass……”
The gigantic giant sword was pulled out of the rock, the dark black death gas rose up from the body of the ancient corpse, the giant arrow waved, and a trembling sword surpassing a kilometer was cut straight towards the three manpower.
Chu Hen was startled, and immediately launched a palm to shake the two people beside him away.
At the same time, he pulled back.
”Oh!”
The mighty Jian Mang cut across the middle of the three, and then fell on a peak in front of it, splitting the entire mountain in half ...
The rocks were tumbling and the dirt was splashing.
The giant ancient corpse jumped up, and Hengjian rushed to Chu mark.
Endless death, such as the raging sea of anger, shows the potential of destruction.
”Here again ...” Han Yiquan reminded subconsciously.
”Well ...”
Immediately after that, the fist-sized earthen bales swelled abruptly in the mountain rock wall below, and the earthen bales quickly swelled and burst open, and then a dense black beetle crawled out.
Also exudes Mori Han's death.
狰狞 Terrible form, like evil creatures from hell.
Han Yiquan's eyes widened and he was about to yell at his mouth. Qiao Xiaowan covered his mouth with his hands ...
”Stop talking.” Qiao Xiaowan stopped in a nearly mosquito-sounding voice.
Han Yiquan responded immediately and nodded quickly.
”Learn everything ...”
The back of the hordes of black beetles spread out, and a pair of thin cicada wings protruded. Then they fluttered and fluttered towards the three people in the air.
”Damn!”
Han Yiquan cursed inwardly, hitting a soft palm repeatedly to shake the corpses away.
He did not dare to use too much force, but was afraid that he would startle other monsters.
But with such a degree of palm strength, the damage to the corpse was not effective, and in a blink of an eye, the two were surrounded by countless corpses.
Ruined!
As the two despair, a purple flame suddenly rises in the void ...
Like a purple wave, the flames spread in all directions, and everywhere the corpses were burned to ashes.
Burning silent demon inflammation, burning silently!
The earth was soaked in a strange purple.