The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1740 I'm Not Dead!Are we saved!

The identity of this person must be extraordinary.

The situation that can call for punishment from heaven is even more unprecedented.

Only the Dao of Heaven has the right to send down the punishment of heaven, how can he control it.

Moreover, it is really weird to see that he has two kinds of auras, immortal and demon.

There are far more secrets under the seal of the subduing magic pestle than she thought.

The undead in front lingered with a dead breath, and seemed to have no consciousness, like a marionette walking in one direction.

Feng Canglan checked as he followed, and finally his eyes fell on the dark sky.

It was pitch black with nothing on it.

No blood moon!
It also means that the seal of the Subduing Demon Pestle has not been completed yet!
The sealed person must be inside the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Suddenly, the undead army stopped in front, and they all stopped and stood stiffly in place.

Feng Canglan drifted forward, his figure paused suddenly, and his eyes fixed on a little girl.

This is... the little girl she possessed before!

She looked back inch by inch, and saw Xiao Douding who likes to play with balls, the man in white who saved the little girl, and...

Countless lives were lost under the fireball.

As their movements stopped, the dead pupils of the protoss moved slightly, and the other creatures also slowly moved, like a marionette at the beginning.

"I... I, I'm still alive!"

"I, am I still alive! Have we been saved!"

There was a burst of intense excitement, and all the living beings looked at each other with the ecstasy of the rest of their lives on their faces.

Their memory a second ago was of being sacrificed by blood, but now they saw that they were still able to act and speak consciously, and they thought they were saved.

"Who saved us!"

"I'm not dead! I'm not dead!"

There was a burst of cheers, and there were happy voices in the dim pestle.

Seeing this scene, the emptiness Feng Canglan couldn't bear to look away.

No.

Not saved.

There is still a sliver of consciousness now, it is all because of the subduing magic pestle.

They are dead.

"Ah, you're fine!"

"Mother!"

"Daddy!"

"Brother Sword Immortal!"

Cheers of joy continued.

Looking at the sincere smiles on the faces of those creatures, Feng Canglan's eyes became sour.

The unidentified human race is celebrating the rest of their life after the catastrophe, but the upper realm and the demon race have seen the problem.

"We are already dead."

A heavy voice sounded, and the cheers stopped abruptly.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet.

All the clans looked at it together, with a froze smile on their faces, "Immortal... Immortal, don't be kidding, aren't we doing well now, why are we dead?"

"That's right, fairy, stop joking."

The Protoss shook his head with red eyes, "We are already dead."

Although I don't know why there is still consciousness after the blood sacrifice, but it is certain that they are all dead.

Died in a blood sacrifice.

The blood sacrifice has also been successful.

"Look at your feet."

The human race lowered their heads in doubt, and saw that their toes were three inches off the ground, and they couldn't land on the ground at all.

Seeing this, the faces of all the cheering people turned pale.

"how come……"

"how so!"

"Still dead!"

Suddenly, there were many cursing and crying in the darkness.

"God, the blood sacrifice should be the destruction of the soul, we are now..."

One person asked aloud, and the other creatures looked together and waited for the answer.

"Blood sacrifice is indeed the destruction of the soul, and it is true for us."

"There is still a sliver of consciousness now, it is all because..." the Protoss looked around, "We are here, once we leave here, we will disappear completely."

(End of this chapter)