Everyone could clearly see the process of the blood beads gathering together and separating on the bones under their feet. They found that after each process, something seemed to appear on the surface of the bones. The process continued, and the corpses under their feet became more and more plump. They turned out to be the flesh and blood of these corpses.

The Qing Emperor has married countless times over the past thousands of years. Each time he married, it symbolizes the end of a young life. Although the little brides will live in the cave for ten years, during these ten years, they are also walking corpses, and their souls are dedicated to the Qing Emperor. Ten years later, the Qing Emperor's remnant thoughts are weak again, and another bride comes in, and the previous one naturally falls down and turns into bones.

Each pair of bones has a miserable story, and they are resurrecting, and their flesh and blood gradually wrap around the bones. The whole process makes people frightened. Perhaps this is a good video material for medical students, as long as you have strong enough psychological endurance.

There is an extra layer of periosteum on the bones, and then there are gradually more tendons and meridians on the periosteum. Blood flows in the tendons and meridians, and then the flesh, which becomes more and more plump, and then the skin... Even their capillary holes are plump.

"We can't resurrect them!" Wushuang shouted. Everyone knew that these things could not be resurrected. Their flesh and souls were dedicated to the Qing Emperor. Now what was resurrected is nothing more than the evil sun above their heads who gave them a short life. Their new life forms are twisted and deformed. Besides, there are too many things that hundreds of dead ghosts can do when they stand up at the same time, and they are definitely not something that Wushuang and others can stop. Read the full text of the latest chapter.

But there are too many of them, and it's okay if only one or two are just one or two. Even if the resurrection can bring, it is not very harmful, and it may not be enough for Nalan Hong to have a stick. The blood beads condense and disperse on their bodies, then condense and disperse. After each process, some fresh flesh and blood will be restored to their bodies.

"It is the sun above our heads that is causing trouble. It must be the source of sin." Nalan Hong said.

"What do you mean? Do you have a bow? Do you want to learn from Houyi's shooting sun?" Everyone was back to back, and the white bodies of the ghost brides were already revealed in the weeds in front of them. They were beautiful, but at this moment, none of the four men had the leisure to appreciate their spring scenery.

Nalan Hong looked up at the sun, and the sun was still warm.

"I don't have bows! But I can try it." He said confidently.

"Nalan Hong, are you crazy? Even if it is not the real sun, it is just transformed by some kind of evil magic. But since it can shoot out the warm sunlight, it means that the core is very hot, and we ordinary people cannot get close to it at all. I guess it was roasted to become a human before we could get close!"

Nalan Hong smiled calmly and said, "Haha... I, Nalan Hong, never acted as a matter that the media has grasped! Besides, we have no other way now, may we sit back and wait for death? If all these hundreds of female ghosts are completely resurrected in a while, it may be a big mess to cause!"

Wushuang thought, come on, then you can try it. I see how capable you, Nalan Hong, are you. You can jump up dozens of meters? Do you think this is a fairy tale? Besides, what can you do if you jump up after you jump? Pick the sun with your bare hands? It’s a fool!

Wushuang is actually a bit suspicious of judging a gentleman with a villain's heart. Not only does he not want to deal with the disaster, but he is a bit of a sense of Nalan Hong's intention to make a fool of himself.

"Master Beile, it's too tall. Are you sure?" Na Xiu pressed his shoulders and moved his muscles.

Nalan Hong didn't say anything, poked the heavy golden silk dragon stick to the ground with one hand, and suddenly, with a rumbling sound, it penetrated the rock under his feet, and it was thirty centimeters deep.

Yun Qiang was dumbfounded. He had always been very confident in his strength. The grassland falcon was extremely powerful. I remember that a few years ago, before Yun Qiang debuted, he was a wrestler. He could carry two 150 kilograms of men left and right and play shoulder-falling. But his strength was brute force, which was incomparable to Nalan Hong's. You could tell at a glance that Nalan Hong had practiced internal skills since he was a child. His internal skills are now unfathomable, and many times higher than him.

"Niu b..." He gave a thumbs up secretly.

Nalan Hong measured the height of the sun above his head from the corner of his eyes, which was about 60 meters long. Although he had a deep internal strength, he had never tried this length before. He would definitely not be able to take back what he said just now. It would be fine if he succeeded, but if he failed, he would definitely be embarrassed in front of Wushuang.

Nalan Hong held the golden silk dragon stick in the rock with one hand and pulled it up hard, and immediately made a buzzing dragon roar. This golden silk dragon stick is the treasure of the Yehe clan. Although it has just been obtained for a while, Nalan Hong practiced hard kung fu since he was a child, all in order to one day be able to hold the stick passed down from his ancestors in his hand. Now he is able to regain the treasure.

He raised his right hand high, placed the golden silk dragon stick in his palm and raised it over his head with one hand, aiming the dragon head at the sun dozens of feet above his head.

"Crazy! This is impossible!" The golden silk pan dragon stick was originally more than platinum. It was made of meteorite iron. There was a golden dragon carved on the stick, which added a lot of weight. Wushuang didn't have the strength to lift it up. It was estimated that a strong man like Yun Qiang could not hold on for a minute with his hands holding the golden silk pan dragon stick. What's more, Nalan Hong wanted to throw the golden silk pan dragon stick out with the power of one hand and hit a target as high as an arrow?

Nalan Hong was breathless and did not change his expression. A confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He took a step back, closed one eye and glanced, then pulled out a breath of true energy and palm from his dantian, shouted loudly and threw out the golden silk dragon stick with all his strength.

The golden silk dragon stick flew straight into the air like an iron pliers. The golden dragon on the stick drew a golden light, and flew towards the sun with the roar of seemingly appearing and non-existent dragon roaring.

It was too fast, Wushuang and others didn't dare to blink, staring at the golden light.

There was only a loud bang, just like Mars hitting the earth, and many small fireballs exploded from the sun. The golden silk dragon stick accurately poked into the core of the sun and actually shattered it.

At that moment, it was as beautiful as fireworks blooming in the air. Countless sparks in the sky splashed toward the ground, but then it was dark and dark.

Then, a golden light fell from the top of the sky. Nalan Hong jumped and gently buried the golden silk dragon stick in his hand. The golden silk dragon stick collided with the little sun and burned by the high temperature. There was no change at all, and it was as cold as before.
Chapter completed!