Silent Killing

A group of people surrounded by the black crystal holy coffin, in this terrifying devil’s triangle, a miraculous island, in the unknown ruins underground, in front of it may be the ancient corpse buried 2000 years ago.

In the various weirdness that appeared before, everyone could not help numbness in his back, and his eyes were full of tension, fear, and fear.

Seeing that he couldn’t stop the determined Marquis, Nick could only take out a piece of magic material in the inner bag, and began to arrange a magic array outside the black crystal holy coffin.

Jean was persuaded to see him do this. After all, even if he has done countless times in various parts of the world, there will always be a bit of tension when things happen. After all, in these coffins for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, there are often weird and unclear ways, especially the previous experience on the island, which even made him a little worried.

After all, it is someone who has experienced countless storms, opened up the potential of the human body, and developed the possession of God (the power of the mind). Exhales one breath saying, Jean forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and let Nick arrange the magic array.

Five minutes later, the coffin was all around, and everyone’s eyes showed a growing sense of irritability. Jean gasped, gasping, and looking at Nick who was still laying out the array, he couldn’t help but say “Alright? Okay? How long will it take? I’m going to open a coffin!”

“Okay.” Nick frowned, looked towards a fretful and impatient crowd, said, “This tomb is so strange, don’t you think you look like you now, a little strange?

I still recommend that you do not open this coffin. Inside … I feel something very, very evil. “

“Don’t stop talking nonsense, isn’t the evil thing faster than the Type 77 in our hands?” Gene waved and pointed to the strongest and tallest of the crowd. He also said to his most loyal thug, Ali, “You, open the coffin.”

“Everyone is falling apart.”

Ali’s expression was as cold as ever. He took the shovel handed by his colleague and snapped on the coffin board.

Wrap everyone, including Jean. Seeing this scene, I held my breath, surrounded all around the black crystal holy coffin, and stared at Ali’s movements tightly.

Countless muzzles were aimed at the coffin, and it seemed that they would shoot at once as soon as something jumped out.

creak creak’s voice kept ringing from the contact surface between the shovel and the coffin. In the continuous urging of Jean, the black crystal holy coffin was finally opened slowly, Ali threw the shovel and pushed the coffin directly.

Boom. The coffin board was pushed down to the ground, and a cold chilled assaults the senses into the bone marrow, causing everyone in the scene to snore.

The Temperature around all around seemed to drop more than ten degrees at a time, and the lights in the flashlight were suddenly dimmed, making all around more dim.

Ali stood stupidly next to the Black Crystal Holy Coffin, lowering his head and staring at the inside of the coffin, not knowing what he saw.

Jean swallowed and urged, “Ali, what do you see?”

Ali still stood still. Gene urged a few more times, and impatiently rushed straight up.

As soon as he came to the coffin, he took a cold breath. The inside of the coffin is a person, but it is not a corpse that is dried up in imagination and even only has white bones left, but a young man with pale skin and slender body.

The young man felt as if he was still alive.

But what made Jean’s attention even more was a sword on the chest of a young man. It was a sword about one meter long. The sword body was glittering and translucent, like countless flowing clouds tumbling in it. The multi-colored fluorescence is mapped out of the sword body, even if the origin of the sword is unknown at all. You can also understand that this sword must be of great value.

And this sword is precisely Zuo Zhicheng’s 21 years of continuous condensed martial arts Taoism. Finally, the power of Six Desires Demon continued to suppress the residue obtained after rejection.

This is a sword body purely composed of Zuo Zhicheng’s negatives, a pure conceptual weapon, which gathers Zuo Zhicheng’s **, Evil Thought and various human negative feelings, and the darkest part of True Yuan.

This is a downright Demon Sword.

Jean subconsciously reached out to Demon Sword and grabbed it in his arms.

He seemed to be able to hear a voice in his heart: ‘This sword is mine. ‘

‘He is the most perfect treasure in the world. ‘

‘He is your biggest pursuit in life. ‘

‘With him, you will have endless wealth, the power of Invincible, the right to rule the world. ‘

The evil voice of each and everyone sounded in Jean’s mind, and he wrapped Demon Sword with cloth as fast as possible, so that everyone around him saw only a rough look.

Ali stared at Demon Sword wrapped in Jean’s arms and asked, “Master …”

A voice sounded again in Jean’s mind: ‘Only you can own this sword, you are the only master. ‘

‘Swallow this sword alone, let them die! ‘

“Don’t talk nonsense,” Jean said fluently. “I’m going back to the ship first, and you tore me with the gun in the coffin.”

Seeing some hesitation, he added: “Do what I say! Come back and I will give you 100 li each.”

After speaking, he held Demon Sword, rushed out without looking back, and disappeared as soon as he smoked. Seeing that speed, it was much faster than before.

“What’s wrong with him?” Nick looked at Jean in puzzlement and turned his head toward the young man in the coffin. This look was an exclaimation, only to see that the young man in the coffin had opened his eyes.

“He lives!”

“Zombie! It’s zombie!”

The people all around raised their muzzle sharply and backed away. Nick was also startled instinctively, then saw the young man in the coffin sit up suddenly.

Seeing this, Nick hurriedly said, “Wait a minute!”

But he already said it was too late. At the moment Zuo Zhicheng sat up, more than a dozen guns fired at the same time. The densely packed metal storm completely shrouded Zuo Zhicheng and the coffin under him. But all the bullets stopped in front of Zuo Zhicheng. After being lightly paused, they all reflected back.

Then the young man turned back and slapped his palm in a strange twisted 180-degree pose, and a man who wanted to launch a flame jet turned into a mud of meat.

Screams kept ringing in the vicinity, and Nick watched Zuo Zhicheng in the coffin turn his head strangely and shouted, “Don’t use a gun.”

Looking at the young man’s confused eyes and weird movements, Nick shouted again: “He should not have fully woke up yet, he is just perceiving hostility to fight back.”

After several more deaths, the coffin was quiet again.

Sure enough, as Nick said, as the crowd stopped attacking, Zuo Zhicheng in the coffin also stopped attacking. His head was crooked, and the whole man seemed to be flying away.

hu hu hu’s voice continued to gasp in the mouths of everyone, and at the moment when everyone was nervous, a slight tremor suddenly came from their feet.

“This is it?” Nick looked incredibly towards the back of his opponent’s head and saw countless black flames flowing endlessly into the back of his head from the void.

At the same time, the entire holy grave shook madly, the different phases in the sky, the vortex on the sea surface, ice, snow, flames, and thunderbolt, all those wonders that violated the laws of nature disappeared one after another, and all the forces that escaped re-drill Into Zuo Zhicheng’s *.

And his will is like the soul reunited, his thinking is gradually reviving.