Facing such a strange scene,
Wang Hao's eyelids twitched.
Before he could do anything,
The eyes of those distorted human faces suddenly flowed with tears of blood.
A few hundred? Thousands? Or more?
Countless twisted faces with blood and tears suddenly opened their mouths.
They let out soundless shrieks.
Wang Hao felt like his eardrums were pierced.
It was as if a sledgehammer had smashed into his mind.
In his mind, countless vicious and sharp screams of men, women, old and young echoed.
The sound was like countless people frantically scratching the glass with metal forks.
It was heart-wrenching.
Wang Hao grunted.
There was a bloody smell in his nose, and two lines of blood flowed out from his nostrils.
"I was too careless. Damn it, why would a plant scream?”
"Even if it's the Spirit Illusion World, shouldn't it abide by the basic laws? You can f * cking open your mouth and scream whenever you want. Did you use the theory of evolution to wipe your ass?”
Wang Hao complained as he stimulated the vitality in the sea of bitterness.
He surged his blood essence and directly resisted this strange cry.
Damn it, his methods were too simple. Facing such a strange thing, he could only take a beating passively.
If he had the chance, he would definitely create a technique that specialized in dealing with supernatural beings.
When the bandits above the well heard the noise below, they covered their ears and rolled on the ground.
Old Luo tilted his head and grabbed the ground.
"Your grandmother! What the hell, get out of my head!”
There were even a few bandits standing by the hole, their eyes dull as they stepped on air and fell heavily onto the stone slab below.
Even though Wang Hao had his life essence and blood essence to protect his body, he was still irritated and disgusted by the sharp sound.
Fortunately, the shriek only lasted for a few seconds.
When the shriek died down,
Wang Hao heaved a sigh of relief.
Rolling his eyes, the Mountain Lifting Bandit Gang had already rushed in front of him.
The scene was like a zombie coming out of its cage.
The first to be seen was the tall and burly Kun Lun.
Kunlun, who originally had a simple and honest appearance, rolled his eyes. His expression was like that of a demon.
She wanted to tear Wang Hao apart.
However, Wang Hao was relieved.
A physical opponent was better than an invisible and strange attack.
He patted his waist.
The Immortal Rope flew out from his waist and transformed into a golden and silver light.
In the blink of an eye, it was shuttling back and forth under the feet of more than a dozen bandits. Then, it tightened its grip.
Everyone's feet were tied tightly.
They turned into wooden sticks and fell from the branches on the spot.
It was like a string of gourds that had been hung on a tree branch by an immortal rope.
He glanced at the Xieling Bandits who were struggling hard and letting out indistinct roars.
He walked straight to Zhe Gushao and Chen Yulou.
Wang Hao cautiously stopped three meters away.
He was not sure if the two of them were also under control.
If he got too close,
Francolin Whistle sent out a Stalwart Star Kick, but he was not sure if he could dodge it.
"Brother Chen? Brother Zhe Gushao?"
There was no response even after he shouted twice.
Wang Hao thought for a moment, then walked around Francolin Whistle to Chen Yulou.
Only then did he see it clearly.
The two of them stared blankly at the tree trunk.
His face showed signs of struggle.
Following their gazes, he looked over.
There was actually a colorful coffin inlaid with gold on the tree trunk.
With the faint light of the lantern hanging from above,
One could see that the huge lacquer coffin was painted with a huge and majestic door. Behind the door, auspicious clouds and palaces stretched out. It was an immortal scene that was definitely not human.
Under the majestic Heavenly Gate, several graceful women in ancient costumes danced and sprinkled golden flowers in their hands.
On the side, there were fairy boys blowing big conches and beating big drums.
It was a scene of welcoming ascension.
The expressions of the fairies were vivid, and the artistic conception in the painting was particularly vivid.
At first glance, the scene of fairies scattering flowers and fairy children beating gongs and drums to welcome him to ascend to the immortal world and become an immortal appeared in front of him.
He could even hear the heavenly music from the Immortal Palace.
Wang Hao, who was prepared, activated the thought in his mind. A cold stream of air flowed through his mind, and the illusions and music in his ears disappeared.
When he woke up, Wang Hao found that his spirit was agitated, as if it was about to break out of his body and rush into the coffin.
Wang Hao was so scared that he quickly calmed himself down.
Wang Hao didn't look at the coffin until he calmed down.
It was it?
Wang Hao recognized the coffin at a glance. The six-winged centipede worshiped the coffin in the original novel.
He did not expect that the coffin was not on top. Instead, it was dug out from the trunk and placed inside, allowing the osmanthus tree to grow back into the trunk after healing.
Francolin Whistle and Chen Yulou had probably fallen into the illusion of the human face on the tree when they came down.
He pushed Chen Yulou and even gave him a slap.
Wang Hao knew that if he didn't get rid of the thing in the coffin, he would be killed.
Chen Yulou and Zhe Gushao wouldn't wake up.
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