Those red lotus flowers slowly fell from the air, as if they had arrived at the ninth level of heaven.

However, the blood-like bright red makes people feel uneasy. The color is like a bloody mandala from hell, on the bank of the River Styx.

The lotus petals went from beauty to despair, from beauty to death.

Bloom, blossom, wither.

When it landed on the ground, it turned into a dead soul and flew up into the sky. The transformation from lotus flower to dead soul happened over and over again, and it was immortal and immortal like the most brilliant fireworks.[

In this situation, Huang Beile looked at the lotus flowers flying in the sky, stretched out his hand to touch it, and the lotus petals that fell on his palm suddenly turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

It disappears between fingers as soon as the wind blows, like a sigh from someone leaving, so light and inaudible, the feeling of despair is shocking.

"Haha, who is Mei Zun?" At this moment, everyone was dripping with cold sweat and their whole bodies were covered with hair.

The thirteen and others were stunned when they heard that the girl whose back was so soft that she was lying on the ground asked such a question so casually.

It all makes them think that this is another scary character.

"Miss Xianxian, you dare to assassinate Empress Chen, but you don't know that Mei Zun, a black and white person in the world, is so angry at hearing this? You are really a weirdo."

Mei Zun! What kind of character is he? Some say he is a human, some say he is a demon, and some say he is a monster. However, no matter what people say about him, he is a taboo that people in the world do not want to touch. He is a monster.

A more moody and strange existence.

He is the taboo of death and the master of demons.

The bloody lotus petals flying all over the sky are said to be the flowers of death he brought back from hell. Those dead souls are the source of life that he gives to the puppets.

The sound of the flute he plays is a tune that enchants the soul, and the ethereal fragrance is a poison that confuses people's hearts.

No one has ever seen these things, but rumors are constant. However, anyone with a certain status in the world knows that he is not a legend, but a real existence.

"Brother, look at the sky!" Shisansha ignored Di Qinyin's question because the scene in the sky attracted them at this moment.

I saw nearly a thousand puppets flying in the sky. Those puppets were all about the same height as ordinary people, and they were all uniformly dressed as soldiers.

At first glance, they look no different from real people, but if you look closely, you can see that they seem to have black lines intertwined together. They are faintly visible.

The dead souls were flying above those puppets, and all the puppets below were flying toward them motionless.

Getting closer and closer, Huang Beile looked at their expressionless faces, and his heart trembled. This scene was so shocking, someone could actually drive the puppets.

"Brother, it's the army of demons and monsters!"

The Thirteen Shas and others were also shocked. It was their first time to see the legendary army of monsters. These people made of wood could actually fly and move.

What kind of concept is this? They looked at this with surprise in their hearts, and their throats slid unconsciously.[

"Lord Charming Lord, we smell the blood of the dead in front of us." A ghostly female voice came from the air in a dull and sharp tone.

"Lord Mei Zun, I can smell the breath of a living person!" A boy's voice sounded faintly with the same sharp voice.

This kind of dialogue undoubtedly adds to the weirdness of anger. The dialogue between these two children makes people feel eerie, and the whole person feels cold from the neck to the bottom of the heart.

horrible!
Chapter completed!