Chapter 1106 (1/2)

That picture only appeared once, and then it completely disappeared. No matter how Jiang Hao looked at it, it did not appear any more, as if it was just a mirage.

Moreover, Jiang Hao held a dark red crystal in his hand. He always felt a little familiar. He seemed to have seen something similar there. But no matter how hard he tried to remember, he couldn't remember.

Dark red crystal exudes aura of spiritual power, which obviously contains a lot of aura, which is urgently needed by Jiang Hao.

But a moment later, he gave up absorbing these spiritual powers, because he had exhausted all kinds of ways, but still could not absorb them.

But just then he heard a strange sound.

It's like the sound of vegetation growing and rustling. It's helpful to sleep if you listen to it. But if you listen to it all the time, it makes your scalp numb. Now Jiang Hao only thinks that there are such sounds everywhere.

He looked around and saw something growing.

Stone.

It's the stone growing, slowly growing, covering the words and paintings on it. The scene looks terrible. The stone on the ground is like water, covering it up.

The roar followed.

Jiang Hao quickly activated the talisman, and the body resurrected again. This time, he seems to be particularly angry, but not because of Jiang Hao, but because of these stones.

Now it's easy to see whether stones and bodies are enemies or enemies.

He tore and grabbed the growing stones.

Just grow out of the stone was torn, and then the body slowly stood straight, he pointed to a blank wall, suddenly stretched out his finger, a stroke of outline.

Then, one by one words and paintings gradually appeared.

Jiang Hao holding dark red crystal, saw this scene, immediately stunned. The characters and paintings on this wall were all done by this corpse!

At this time, Jiang Hao fully understood that the corpse had been hitting stones

It was at this time that a flash of light flashed in his heart. Jiang Hao looked at the dark red crystal in his hand and suddenly understood what this thing was, or what it might be.

Ghost fog peak.

In this place where I picked up my stool and suffered a lot of losses, there are also many corpses, which is the same weird. Of course, compared with the dancing, calligraphy and painting, it is still far from good. However, what impressed Jiang Hao most was those light points of divine consciousness.

It's just because the gap between the two shapes is too big, and Jiang Hao didn't recognize it for a while.

But at this time, the speed of writing and painting on the corpse slowed down. His fingers stopped and his body began to tremble.