“They are coming.”

The Great Shining Sinister was wrapped in an iron-black cloak, and her body was twisted and floating on the surface of the snowy light. There was the same strange woman next to her every distance, with uncertain traces.

The snow was like a flawless piece of white jade, but some disheveled heads poked out from time to time.

The snow that is hidden in the Shining is unpredictable, but the Shining has only more than a dozen people.

They are in this reflective world, making strange back and forth.

To the east of the snow...

The heavy armored "army" in the jagged abyss formed a half-month encirclement formation, extremely murderous.

Going forward to the west...

They are all kinds of monsters that are not human-shaped at all. These monsters are made up of various human organs, which is panicking.

They only have three hours of rationality and need to be imprisoned in a closed cage for most of the time. This is the origin of the Iron Prison Ice Field.

But at this time, these monsters came out to hunt.

They need to vent, otherwise suppression will cause their only three hours of reason to disappear completely.

These monsters are crossing the bridge.

Under the bridge is turbid yellow, bright red flowers are floating, and the water flow of swollen corpse is the tributary of the yellow spring in the underworld, passing here...

No one dares to cross the river from this Huangquan, so Naihe Bridge is the only aisle.

The Demon Mountain held the nail hammer tightly and murmured: "This is destined to be a bloody battle. If you lose, the plains will no longer be able to stop their pace, and the jagged abyss will become their paradise.

Only when they get tired of playing will they return to the Iron Prison Ice Field!”

Next to the Demon Mountain, another spirit-slaughtering jar said: "This year, they have come so many... more than ten times more than in previous years.

Demon Mountain, if I get bitten by them, help me... completely smash my head and I can die.

I don't want to live and experience the feeling of being a food...it's an insult to my body and mind."

Tu Ling has strong vitality, so it is also a rare delicacy for those monsters because it is more "chewing"...

Some of the weapons of Tu Ling will be taken as spoils by them and held in their hands.

Moshan nodded, "Same for me."

The monster covered in black armor suddenly remembered that when he was a general of the Sunset Kingdom, he was often confronting like this on the battlefield, but he never felt the despair he had now.

He would lead the strong horse that could not remember his hair and come to the river where green grass was everywhere before the war. Although the wind on earth was slightly cool at that time, it was much better than the one in the blizzard at this time.

Demon Mountain smiled self-deprecatingly.

The monsters who have chosen the jagged abyss and have struggled to this day will eventually remain in their hearts.

But because of this indecision, the jagged abyss is the weakest, right?

His huge palm stretched out five deformed fingers, and he suddenly clamped the nail head, unwavering.

The man's appearance appeared in his mind again.

With black hair disguised, her expression will always be as calm as the starry sky.

When he stood on one side, he was like the most ordinary and ordinary human, but if he walked out, every move would be shocking.

"Yuan..."

The giant man murmured and spit out the man's name, as if he had thousands of words to say, but he didn't even say a word.

He turned his head and looked at Sheba who was standing on a high place to watch the battle.

And there were already roars around the night watchmen, and the roars of resentful and hatred charging.

"Get out!"

"Get out here!"

The roaring sounds, and the ten thousand people's expedition team turned into an iron tide, rolling up snow, and the ground was shocked.

The monsters on the opposite Iron Prison Ice Field also rushed forward.

For some reason, the Demon Mountain gave birth to a feeling of a rabbit rushing towards the group of tigers.

Look up again...

Opposite the Naihe Bridge, a pale man wrapped in a strange scarlet cloak was sitting on the shoulders of a monster dozens of meters tall, overlooking this place.

On the cloak, there were actually many arms spread outwards, and these arms were pieced together by several arm segments.

It's like a human hand!!

The big man on the Iron Prison Ice Field is going to destroy all humans...

Demon Mountain watched the confrontation of "rabbit fighting against tigers", despite the restraint of the Shining, it was still useless...

“It’s time for us to set off.”

The slaughtered each other and then clasped the heavy weapons in their hands.

"roar!!"

Two charges.

And two people who need to confront each other soon will be hidden and watched behind each other's forces.

At this time, it is not their battlefield.

All they need is to watch the battle silently, that's it.

...

...

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Xia Ji looked into the hole under the grave.

He saw a ball of steel coffin oozing blood rising from low to high.

This continuous "knocking" was the sound of the unknown horror in the steel coffin knocking on the lid and trying to break free.

Xia Ji thought about it and decided to give it a hand, so he went down, stretched out his hand, and touched the blood-seeking steel coffin.

As soon as my palm touched it, a strong sense of corrosion and countless red hairsprings were heard.

"Good."

Xia Ji directly exchanged it into true qi, and soon, hundreds of years later became more in his body.

The coffin broke out and finally landed on the ground, and suddenly all the noise disappeared.

But the surrounding stele spirits were so scared that they retreated everywhere. It was a half circle of two feet, but the sky instantly turned ten feet!

In the entire cemetery, white crows were roaring in panic.

At the center, there is only a man and a quiet coffin.

Xia Ji held his chin and thought for a while: "Can't you open it?"

At this time...

A tempting voice came from the coffin.

That was the voice of the Yuan Concubine.

"Help me, help me."

This familiar voice penetrated into his ears, Xia Ji closed his eyes, and a bond that had been in his mind that had been forever flashed.

Although the pictures of this century are extremely blurred, even a few lifetimes ago, there was no picture at all...

However, the complex feelings in the heart were ignited by this familiar voice.

"Help me...help me..."

The sound became more and more pitiful, full of a strange magical sound.

Xia Ji walked forward and placed his hands on the blood-seeking coffin, "Well, I'll help you...this is here."

Click...

The bloody dark coffin board was pushed a little away.

Chih!

Two pale hands instantly grabbed the person pushing the coffin and dragged him into the dark and dull coffin.

Chichichichi...

It closed again like a coffin.

There seems to be no one around.

Everything is like an illusion.
To be continued...