fairy tales

Chapter 972 Pilgrimage to Heaven (2)
Xiao Feng was flattered, but said in a deep voice: "Third Young Master, what should we do now?"

Chu Liuxiang held Wuxie in one hand, and looked around, the darkness was overwhelming, and his face was solemn, "How come there are so many of these living dead? Could it be that the maker not only turned the villagers of Luoyang Village into living dead, but also nearby villages and towns did not escape?" His dead palm?"

"I'm afraid it is." Xiao Feng's face was frosty.

Fu Xiaotian said coldly: "We didn't find Haoxuan."

Chu Liuxiang sighed, he didn't find any trace of Xu Haoxuan just now, so he could only sigh now: "I hope Haoxuan is fine and can hold on, let's go and save him!"

"Oh~~~"

Looking up to the sky and screaming, a living dead man made a terrifying sound, like the roar of a ghost, making people feel scalp numb, ghostly, and the eyes of the living dead became brighter.

If the eyes like will-o'-the-wisps look extremely gloomy under the pale moonlight, all the living dead are screaming up to the sky, the terrifying sound rises to the sky, resounding across the sky, and the cold moon above the nine heavens trembles slightly, Hiding behind thick clouds, the whole land became extremely dark.

Only those pair of ghostly eyes like will-o'-the-wisps are still extremely bright.

"Oh~~"

Roaring like a ghost, all the living dead knelt on the ground, roared to the sky, and even began to kowtow, no matter whether the ground was stones, sharp piles, or flat mud, they all bowed and knelt.

"What's going on?" Xiao Feng's eyes were full of doubts, and his heart became hairy. He tightly held the red gun that was soaring to the sky. Xiao Feng felt that the crisis was getting stronger and stronger. This was a premonition cultivated in the army. , never made a mistake, how could he not be surprised?

Chu Liuxiang looked at the living dead who had no mind but piously knelt down on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Are they offering sacrifices? Worshiping to heaven?"

The living dead have no mind, but at this moment they are bowing to the sky, extremely pious, this phenomenon is really too weird.

"Have you noticed that the evil spirit on their bodies is getting stronger and stronger?" Sima Ze stared at a living dead man with a pair of eyes, feeling that the evil spirit on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his complexion also changed. It's starting to change.

What Sima Ze said meant that some people started to pay attention, Fu Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Could it be that they kneel down to God to give them strength? I feel that their strength may have improved a lot. It’s doubled, and it’s still increasing, it’s not good if it continues like this.”

Chu Liuxiang looked extremely solemn, and said: "The living dead seem to be only able to move at night. I think we should leave here first, and come back tomorrow to find out who the thing that made the living dead is."

"I'm afraid we won't have this chance," Sima Ze said.

Sure enough, all the undead kneeling on the ground stood up. At this moment, all the undead had ghostly fire in their eyes, looking at Chu Liuxiang and his party.

"Their hands..." Fu Xiaotian said coldly.

(End of this chapter)