Chapter 1252

Name:Overriding the Heaven Author:Liu Ya
The black fog is billowing and turbulent, but it is extremely quiet, which gives people a very mysterious feeling.

If it wasn't for the golden light, even the friars in heaven's state of mind couldn't see their fingers.

And in the middle of the black whirlpool, I don't know how deep underground, but now it's full of lights.

A long light, such as scattered, will be a huge space, bright as day.

And countless clay sculptures, dense, but neat, at this moment or standing or kneeling, lifelike, let a person see, can not help but scalp numbness.

These clay sculptures all face a long ladder in the front.

The steps are very wide, and each floor can accommodate at least 40 or 50 people.

The ladder is also very high, with a total of 9999 floors, which makes people feel as if they have been connected to the sky and become a ladder.

At the top of the world stands a huge group of palaces.

The palaces are resplendent, carved and painted, just like the palaces inhabited by the immortals, full of luxury and mystery.

Even the palaces of the highest emperors in the world are less than one in ten thousand.

But in this huge palace group, it was empty, almost empty.

This kind of emptiness is enough to make people who see this scene feel palpitations, and there is a feeling that their chest will be torn.

The interior of the palace group, which can't be seen at a glance, is also full of gorgeous and noble atmosphere.

But now, it's filled with a disturbing silence.

In the center of the palace is a huge coffin.

It's the coffin, not the coffin.

The coffin is nearly ten feet long and five or six feet wide. It is dark and has a relief like figure on its surface.

This figure, with a large figure, seems to have been cast as a whole.

But this figure is extremely exaggerated and twisted at the moment, especially the mouth on the face, which is opened to a degree that ordinary people can't do, just like the cry and roar of despair before death.

This coffin, together with the open and quiet palace, is enough to drive anyone who steps here crazy.

In fact, in addition to the coffin, there are two human figures in the palace.

It's human form, not human. That's because no one can be sure whether these two "guys" can be called human.

The two figures are tall and short.

Gao wore a black robe and held a wooden staff almost as high as himself.

The long robe swayed the ground, almost integrated with the black ground.

There was no wind in the hall, but the man's robe was swinging slightly.

When the robe is blown up, through the gap, it is amazing to see that the tall and thin figure has no feet.

The other short figure is the figure of a seven or eight year old girl.

The long hair is moist and glossy, all the way down to the waist, and the body is a pink palace dress.

The bright color is out of place with the gloomy and depressing atmosphere of the palace. But at this moment, it makes people feel nervous like being forced by the blade.

The little girl, now facing the coffin, knelt on the ground.

Her fingers were poking at the black object in a small bowl nearby.

If the time can be reversed for many years, those already withered black objects will turn into their original watery and glossy grape appearance.

But now, it's almost the same as a mass of solidified dust.

In the whole palace, you can see this coffin, a tall and thin figure, and the little girl.

They have been in this state for a long time, and they don't know how long they will continue.

At this moment, a sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the steps outside the palace.

The sound was fast and urgent, and it got closer and closer, and soon stopped outside the palace.

It's a walking clay sculpture.

Compared with the millions of clay sculptures underground, the colors on the body, from eyebrows and eyes to service, are more vivid and vivid.

However, it is because of the more vivid and life color that the clay sculpture looks more gloomy and weird.

The clay sculpture is kneeling on one knee outside the palace now. Naturally, the mouth made of clay can't move, but the sound is transmitted to the palace very clearly, to the front of the two figures in front of the coffin.

What clay sculpture says is a kind of obscure language. It's so quick and quick that normal people can't understand it.

But just as the clay sculpture was presenting, the little girl fiddling with the plaster in the bowl stopped her action.

The white gauze, covering the face, fluttered slightly.

And the tall and thin figure who was standing also turned around slowly at the moment.

Because the black robe covered his whole body, he still couldn't see the appearance of the human figure clearly, but he could see that his hand holding the wooden staff was a terrible purple black, and it was like a dead wood. It had lost moisture and wrinkled tightly.

The nail on the hand is also a frightening deep purple, sharp as a dagger. Now it moves slightly, giving people the feeling of splitting the air.

The clay sculpture will soon be finished.

But it still knelt in front of the Palace door, as if waiting for orders.

The little girl just stopped and poked her fingertips in the bowl again. After the veil, there came a slightly sharp voice: "all of them have come here. It seems that the resurrected soldiers have been killed."

Her voice, like an old woman, deliberately holding her voice to speak in general.

"Now the awakening, this is not in the expected time." The black robed figure also heard a voice, "this is not the best time that the king expected."

"It's no use talking about it now. After all, the king will soon wake up. It's irreversible." Little girl's fingertips, the bowl of mud into a ball.

Behind her white veil, two terrible blood lights appeared.

"But those guys didn't know how to fight here. Although the king has not lived for a long time, no one can disturb his long sleep. " The little girl slowly stood up from the ground, "how many people are coming in at present?"

The clay sculpture body moved, and then in the palace, came words that people did not understand.

"Well, that's the number, and it's increasing." After the white yarn, there was a laugh, and the tone was full of ridicule. "In this case, let them become the gift when the king wakes up."

After a pause, the little girl turned her head and looked at the figure in black.

She didn't move at the moment, but just turned her head, and her head turned half a circle!

For any living person, I'm afraid I can't do it!

Petite body, dressed in red, head turned half a circle, this scene is simply frightening to the extreme.

"Master, let the oracle and the beast solve these troubles. What do you think?" The little girl asked with a smile.

The shadow under the black robe was silent for a short time, then his thin fingers suddenly clenched the stick.

On the wooden staff, a purple light immediately shot out of the palace!