Qin Shuang shakes his head in his heart. An Shicong has a fight with the ghost. He's afraid that he still has feelings. Sun yuan was afraid at the beginning. It seems that this person should not be intimate.

"Go in and save people!"

Qin Shuangning shouts. His voice is full of firmness. He strides towards the dusty village.

"Damn it

An Shicong scolds in a low voice and follows 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 seems to explain: "we're here together. More than 100 people are missing for no reason. It's not appropriate for us to leave like this. As many people come, as many people come back.

We've all broken through the natural moat. What other difficulties can stop us? "

"Step on..."

A hundred meters away, more than 20 people soon came to the gate of the village. Qin Shuang walked into the gate without any pause and went straight to the house.

Soon, Qin Shuang stood at the gate of the yard again, looking into the yard without going in immediately.

Behind her, an Shicong was like a big enemy, with a sword in his hand.

"Click..."

A flash of lightning flashed through the air, illuminating the village.

Qin Shuang closed her eyes and felt the breath around her. The twenty friars behind her looked around nervously.

"Qin Shuang..." Yu Guanting felt his throat dry.

Qin Shuang opened his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Guanting, do you feel it?"

"What do you feel?"

"Dead! The breath of death. It's all the breath of death here. There's no anger at all. "

More than 20 people behind Qin Shuang's face is white. With Qin Shuang's reminding, they all feel dead here.

Qin Shuang's heart turns to find a way to solve the present situation. The mind moves, the metaphysical knowledge spreads out.

But

There was no difference between the information she got and the divine consciousness. This was the first time that she failed to use the divine consciousness.

"It's so secretive!"

"Dead! How to crack the dead air? "

"Angry!"

Qin Shuang's heart moves, suddenly remembers his own withered glory magic power, looks down to his left palm, but there is a withered glory space.

Qin Shuang slowly raised his left hand, how to palm, palm down, slowly toward the direction of the ground.

The glory space in the palm spreads a strong vitality, pouring on the ground in front of the feet, and then taking qinshuang as the center, spreading rapidly around.

A layer of emerald green color drives gray

"Ah..."

Sun yuan's scream came from behind, and Qin's eyes shrunk violently. In front of me, the courtyard and the houses have disappeared

The three story house in front of her was no longer there. It was a huge tomb in front of her. Qin Shuang quickly glanced around, where is there a house around?

There are tombs all around, but other tombs are much smaller than the one on the opposite side. Roughly speaking, there are two or three hundred tombs.

"Click..."

The bright lightning, will all around the anger mapping of a pale, Qin Shuang took back his eyes, looked at the opposite of the huge tomb.

The thunder and lightning disappeared and became more silent, with the breath of death floating in the silence.

Qinshuang clenched the exquisite sword in her hand, and her heart thumped violently. She found a problem. When she just glanced at it, the graves around her were not only smaller than the one in front of her, but also had a tombstone in front of each one.

But

In front of this huge tomb, there is no tombstone, but there is a statue in front of the tomb.

"Click..."

Another flash of lightning made the night as bright as day. Qin Shuang's eyes fell at the foot of the statue. There was a base at the foot of the statue, on which a line of words was carved.

Life is only a short dream, death is the eternal existence - prison.

Lightning past, eyes become dark, but that line of words seems to be carved in the heart of Qin Shuang.

"Warden! It seems that this is the grave of the prison administrator. "

Qin Shuang looks up at the statue. The night can't stop Qin Shuang's eyes. Everything can still be seen clearly.

This statue is very realistic. It's a handsome young man with black hair scattered behind his shoulders. It's different from today's style. At first glance, it's a robe of ancient times style. Although the statue is only more than two meters high, it gives people a sense of indomitable.

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the statue's eyes, which were full of dignity, as if an emperor was looking down on his ministers.

Qin's back is chilly and creepy. At this time, it gives her an incredible feeling that the statue seems to be a living person. At this time, she is looking down on herself majestically. It was originally a pair of eyes carved from stone, but it seems to transmit a living line of sight, which makes the hearts of both Qin pairs tighten."Guanting..."

"Bang! Bang bang

Qin Shuang just called two words in a low voice, then he heard the sound of banging behind him.

Qin Shuang didn't dare to look back. His divine consciousness spread behind him in an instant, and his heart beat violently. At this time, more than 20 monks, such as Yu Guanting, fell to the ground, still breathing, and seemed to be in a coma.

Qin takes out the heart cone from the storage ring, remembering the statue and the man who was nailed to death in the room.

"It's the same person!"

"Well?"

Qin Shuang sniffed, smelling a smell of scorching. Then her eyes fell on the huge tomb behind the statue.

She holds the heart cone in her left hand and the exquisite sword in her right hand. Suddenly, she cuts the statue in the opposite direction.

"Chi..."

A sword Gang cut, the statue came with the huge grave behind was cut in two by Qin Shuang.

"Boom..."

Two halves of the statue fell to the ground, and a crack appeared in the tomb, from which came a ray of light.

Qin Shuang reaches out his hand and grabs at the grave. The huge grave is opened by Qin Shuang, revealing the space inside the grave.

There is no coffin in the tomb, just a very wide stone chamber, which is like a huge sarcophagus. In the stone chamber, there are a pile of skeletons, on which a layer of white flame is burning, and the light is reflected by the white flame.

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the immortal weapons in the tomb. Most of those immortal weapons had been burned and deformed, but Qin Shuang recognized that those immortal weapons were the weapons of more than 100 monks who had disappeared.

Qin Shuang is a fire attribute. He is not afraid of fire, so he sticks out his finger. The thin white flame burning on the corpse draws a white line and shoots towards Qin Shuang. When Qin Shuang reaches out his palm, the line of flame converges in the palm of Qin Shuang, which is only the size of his little finger. Qin Shuang can't help but move in his heart.

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