Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1377: , funeral procession

Liu Wei'an's expression suddenly became uneasy. For no reason, Zhang Wuhe felt a palpitation, as if something terrible was about to happen, and his heart beat violently.

Puff——

Puff——

Puff——

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A rhythmic voice came from a distance in this direction. At the beginning of the period, it was two or three kilometers away. In the blink of an eye, it was already hundreds of meters away. Zhang Wuhe was curious and uneasy at the same time. Her back felt cold, if not for Liu Weian being by her side, she would have almost escaped from this area.

The leaves in front of the tree parted silently, and a group of people jumped into the field of vision. After seeing the group of people and horses clearly, Zhang Wuhe gasped and almost cried out.

This is a mourning team.

Wrapped in white, carrying a pitch-black coffin, shuttled through the woods without making a sound. The two people in the front are throwing paper money, the next two are holding the spirit-calling flags, the next two are holding umbrellas, and the back are four people playing the suona. Behind the suona are people beating drums and gongs. Eight people carried it, and the objects behind the coffin were almost the same as those in front, except that there were two more sprinklers.

A group of men and horses were all dressed in filial piety, pale and pale, with hemp ropes tied around their waists, and a lamp above their heads, emitting a dark green light.

What is shocking is that no matter whether it is the people in front or the people behind, they are clearly playing and beating cheerfully, but there is no sound coming out, giving people the feeling that what they are beating is not an entity, but an illusion. However, Zhang Wuhe used various methods to check, and the result was that these instruments were real.

She saw the ripples in the air caused by the vibration of the stick beating the drum, but there was no sound, as if an invisible monster had eaten up the sound.

"How could this be?" Zhang Wuhe felt cold in her heart. As the team approached, she saw faces that were not human. She couldn't describe this feeling in words.

It is clearly a face with all the features, but it just doesn't look like a human face.

The people in front were jumping and turning their bodies, very happy, only the people who carried the sedan chair fell one after the other, at an astonishingly fast speed, all the trees, flowers and plants blocking the front were all covered by an unknown force The power is separated and dare not block.

The team passed by the two, and the difference was less than one meter. The most recent time, the soul-calling banner almost touched Zhang Wuhe's face. Climb the cold feeling in the neck.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuhe's body trembled, and he opened his mouth, about to let out an exclamation. At the very moment, Liu Weian covered her mouth with lightning, blocking back the cry that had already reached his mouth.

There was a person sitting on the coffin, all in black, blending into the coffin, Zhang Wuhe didn't notice. When the funeral procession passed by the two, the person sitting on the coffin suddenly turned his head and grinned at the two, Zhang Wuhe almost scared his soul out.

This smile is so weird, don't say Zhang Wuhe is a girl, even Liu Wei'an's whole body is tense, almost punching him.

The two of them held their breath tightly to slow down their heartbeats. They waited until the funeral procession had gone away, and the chill on their bodies slowly faded away. With a flash of light, the procession disappeared into the forest and was never seen again. The silent world suddenly came back to life, the trees swayed with the wind, the insects and ants made noises, the flowers and plants grew slowly, and when the funeral procession passed by, the world seemed to be dead.

"It's scary!" Zhang Wuhe withdrew her gaze. She felt that if she stood in front of the funeral procession, anyone would be able to kill her in seconds, because she couldn't resist at all.

"Do you know what this is?" Liu Wei'an let out a long breath. When the funeral procession was about to disappear in the forest, he tried to check the black coffin. A thunderous explosion made the outside scorched and the inside tender, almost shattering the soul.

Before his spiritual consciousness, he didn't think second to the younger generation, and he didn't give way to the older generation, but compared with the coffin, he felt like a small ant. It is a big mountain, not a level.

If it wasn't for the fact that the 'Sword of Annihilation' he realized by himself was extremely powerful, he would have confessed here today. This coffin was so terrifying that he sounded like a little beggar. Beggar once had this kind of power.

"I don't know!" Zhang Wuhe was born in the Zhang family, and he is well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange scene, and he has never heard of it from his elders, and there is no record in his family's collection of books.

"Not far from here is a large tomb, could it be the owner of the tomb?" Liu Wei'an guessed.

"I never heard of anyone carrying a coffin around!" Zhang Wuhe said.

"Judging from the performance of this large tomb, at least it is the tomb of the human king. Who would dare to be presumptuous next to the tomb of the human king? The low-level ones dare not come. Those of the same level know the rules, and the high-level ones also look at the rules." Not the cemetery used by others." Liu Wei'an said.

"It's really weird, this continent is too mysterious." Zhang Wuhe said.

"Where are they going? Why don't we catch up and see?" Liu Wei'an suggested.

"Don't you want to have your spiritual eyes?" Zhang Wuhe asked, he didn't want to have any more contact with the funeral procession.

"Almost forgot!" Liu Weian showed an embarrassed expression, "Let's go."

"What is this?" Zhang Wuhe suddenly stretched out his right hand, and there was a black pattern on his palm. The pattern was very weird, as if he had graffitied it casually, and it seemed to have some kind of imprint.

"Where did it come from?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Wuhe said, looking a little uneasy.

"When will it be available?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"It wasn't there yesterday, and I don't know when it came out." Zhang Wuhe rubbed it with his hands. The imprints grow inside the flesh, not on the surface, so they can't be rubbed off.

"Have you never seen this thing?" Liu Weian stretched out his hand to touch it, but he could only touch Zhang Wuhe's palm, but couldn't touch the mark, so he didn't feel anything.

"No!" Zhang Wuhe was sure.

"How does it feel now?" Liu Wei'an asked again.

"It's just like a mole. It doesn't feel anything, and it won't affect my cultivation. I can't feel it at all." Zhang Wuhe's face was very ugly.

Things that appear on your body, but you can't feel them, your eyes can see them, but you can't touch them. Is there anything more terrifying than this?

"I'll try it." Liu Weian held Zhang Wuhe's hand and froze suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Wuhe let go of his defense, but he couldn't help being surprised that he didn't wait for Liu Weian's internal force to pass. Liu Wei'an didn't speak, and slowly opened his right hand. There was a mysterious pattern on the palm, which was exactly the same as Zhang Wuhe's palm, with no change in size, shape, depth, and concentration.

"Ah, you have it too!" Zhang Wuhe exclaimed.

Liu Wei'an's breath surged, and the "Corpse Emperor Sutra", "Dark Emperor Sutra", "Indestructible Inheritance Sutra", and "Soul Suppression Talisman" circulated back and forth, but he couldn't sense the existence of the imprint, as if he couldn't It is a part of the body, but it is so strange that it can be seen with the naked eye.

Zhang Wuhe was terrified, and retreated step by step. The aura erupting from Liu Weian made her frightened. She once thought that Liu Weian was infinitely stronger than her, but now she realized that Liu Weian was a mountain or a sea. Liu Wei'an is no longer a horizontal person.

"On!"

Liu Wei'an yelled angrily, his right hand turned into bones, and the flesh and blood exploded in an instant, shooting in all directions. However, to Zhang Wuhe's shock, the imprint was still hovering in the palm of his hand. It seemed to be floating outside the bone, but also seemed to be integrated, and it seemed to go deep into the inside of the bone. The feeling that seemed to be obviously floating made Zhang Wuhe extremely uncomfortable.

Liu Wei'an stared blankly at the palm bone, his expression changed, sometimes hesitant, sometimes fierce, he wasn't sure if he shattered the bone, whether the "Indestructible Inheritance Sutra" would grow out, and he was worried that the palm bone was gone , whether the imprint will leave with it, or will it continue to exist after it grows out, I have a faint feeling that the latter is more likely.

However, there is a little luck in my heart, what if I can get rid of this thing? He absolutely doesn't want to have such unclear things appear on his body. It's okay to know what's going on, such as the Curse of Weeping Blood. Things that you don't know are the scariest. It's like a time bomb. You don't know when you will blow yourself up~ IndoMTL.com~ Don't—" When Zhang Wuhe yelled, his bones shot out, Liu Wei'an's right hand was gone, his wrist was bare, and everything else was gone.

Entering the severe pain, Liu Wei'an sat down cross-legged, the pale yellow air flow surged, and the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded in his body, the blood flowed like the Yangtze River, and his right hand was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, first the bones , then the blood vessels, and finally the flesh. After a cup of tea, the right hand grew up and was intact. It was no different from before it was broken, and the imprint on the palm was also the same. The expectation on Zhang Wuhe's face changed. It became fear, his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

It's useless to cut off your hands, what the **** is this?

After finishing his work, Liu Weian opened his eyes and stared at the imprint on his palm, his face was calm, but he wasn't too disappointed, he had already had a premonition.

"How could this be? Is this a kind of power or something?" Zhang Wuhe couldn't help asking, everything in front of her was beyond her comprehension.

"The funeral procession!" Liu Wei'an suddenly stood up, Zhang Wuhe was shocked, and understood everything in an instant. Yes, it is the funeral procession, only they are so mysterious and powerful, they can imprint things on the two of them without knowing it, and only the incomprehensible existence of the funeral procession can leave such a powerful imprint, Liu Even with a broken palm, Wei An couldn't remove it.

"Chase!" Liu Wei'an just took a step, stopped, and said to Zhang Wuhe, "You stay, take my people to get the aura eye, and I will chase."

"I—" Zhang Wuhe just said a word, and she had already lost Liu Weian's figure, and she felt frustrated. She knew it was because of her lack of strength, and Liu Weian was afraid that she would hold her back, so she didn't want to she went.

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