In my impression, it was a corpse that would leave muddy footprints. The muddy footprints were just a cover. As long as someone heard three long and two short knocks on the door, it seemed that they would be pulled into the coffin burial ground and locked in a coffin.
Once you die in that place, you will usher in real death.
"A curse..."
The pain caused by the dead night grass is tearing Bai Mo's consciousness apart bit by bit. What he can see is an endless deep darkness. There is no concept of time and space here. It seems that a moment has passed, and countless years have passed. .
Bai Mo didn't know where he was.
He was always alone, with no one to talk to, and could only silently endure this terrible torture like Ling Chi.
Dead night grass is indeed dead night grass.
Even if you are as strong as Bai Mo, you can't guarantee that you will never be lost in this kind of sinking.
However, even though the pain was abnormal, he still remained awake. There was a spark of fire in the darkness that guided all consciousness. Instead of sinking, he was able to control this strange state, endured the severe pain, and began to recall and imitate the time he was pulled. The feeling of being buried in a coffin——
He's restoring that curse.
As the most terrifying taboo, few people know that the black shadow under the white ink is a dark thing carrying a curse, which is extremely terrifying.
Sometimes I think about it, compared to the god who exudes brilliance, he may indeed look more like an out-and-out evil person.
Bai Mo smiled secretly.
There was no concept of time passing in the darkness. He didn't know how long he had been waiting, trying to get closer to that feeling, and the pain continued.
It is clear that he has already adapted to the power of the dead night grass. As long as he is willing, he can absorb it at any time and use it as the fire to ignite the "power of nothing", thereby restoring the power of nothing.
But he didn't do that.
Wu's power is not stable, nor does it belong entirely to Bai Mo himself, otherwise he would have used this power without reservation as early as when he was fighting the God of Destiny.
Besides...
Even if there is only a slight possibility, he will not follow the path arranged by others.
With such persistence, the power of the dead night grass turned into a water knife, cutting the "flesh" inch by inch. His consciousness seemed to have truly become a skeleton that had been completely cut off and executed without any protection.
The pain caused by each round of death night grass penetrates deep into the bone marrow, as if it can make the soul tremble.
The boundless darkness gradually shrank, turning into a black ball that just trapped Bai Mo. He couldn't even relax his body, and he completely lost his freedom while being lonely.
Time seems to have stopped completely.
There is no time, no space, only loneliness.
Such torture is enough to drive anyone crazy.
In the dragon's belly, Yang Yiyi looked at Bai Mo's eyes that were completely filled with black and his trembling body. She held the bottle tightly, with deep worry on her face.
Don’t even use dragon meat powder...
Just when she was at a loss
Suddenly, the blackness in Bai Mo's eyes slowly receded, and the painful expression on his face relaxed.
At the same time, in Bai Mo's consciousness, the black ball surrounding him slowly dissipated, and a dark path appeared in front of him without any warning.
He felt relaxed and knew that he had succeeded. He no longer hesitated and set foot on the path directly.
Of course Bai Mo remembers this road——
It was a long, deep path with no end in sight. It was pitch black ahead and all the light seemed to be swallowed up.
There were two rows of people standing on both sides of the path, one after another, shoulder to shoulder, like a human wall, extending into the darkness along with the path. They all looked numb, like cold corpses.
Bai Mo walked slowly on this path. Every time he moved, the necks of those people would twist an inch. Their movements were extremely stiff, and their eyes always stayed on him.
...It’s exactly the same as when I walked on this road for the first time because of the curse.
When he turned around, there was indeed no way out behind him.
The place we just walked through seemed to be wiped out out of thin air, and the two rows of figures disappeared, leaving only two dense rows of unnamed tombstones, standing in the air, feeling inexplicably desolate.
With no way out, he could only keep moving forward, walking into the unknown darkness ahead.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear something, it was very noisy, there were cries, chants, whispers, unbearable curses, and extremely shrill screams.
All the sounds came from both sides, and seemed to come from the mouths of those corpse-like guys, but they clearly didn't speak.
Everything is the same as before.
Bai Mo couldn't see anything, but his mind once again mapped out a picture of Mo Lake.
It was a scene of ruins and ruins, with countless corpses lying on the ground, most of them mutilated, with angry eyes wide open, as if they were unwilling to die in silence.
The mountains and plains are filled with endless red, blood and fire blending together, and the whole picture is constantly floating, just like the reappearance of the old scene.
Bai Mo was indifferent.
Even though he has woken up, he still cannot remember some things clearly, but this does not affect his judgment -
Just keep walking.
He just walked indifferently, uu reading www.uukanshu.com without any emotion, extremely indifferent, and became a completely different person.
No matter how piercing the screams, no matter how tragic the scene, he never stopped, he just kept walking into the darkness, towards the path that led to no one knows where.
Gradually, I don’t know how long it took.
All the screams disappeared, and the tombstones on both sides disappeared.
The air was eerily still, and all the corpses of those who died innocently and tragically were hidden, but they did not seem to disappear. Instead, they were hiding in the dark and watching him secretly.
In the midst of the dead silence, there was suddenly a bit of light in the darkness ahead. Bai Mo looked dejected, but his steps involuntarily accelerated a bit.
As the road widened, he stopped, seemingly in a daze.
Same as last time.
He first heard a burst of laughter, and then saw a gorgeous white stage.
There are red round tables placed under the stage, the carpet is red, and the chairs are also red. It looks like a wedding scene, very festive.
But the entire stage showed a strange white color, and the curtain dropped like a huge shroud, blocking the most cruel scene.
This time he didn't hesitate at all, walked straight to the stage and opened the curtain.
There is nothing behind the curtain.
Bai Mo didn't know how to describe his mood. There was neither the joy of relief nor the expected sadness.
Perhaps because he acted too eagerly, the next second, the stage suddenly shattered, and his eyes became dark again.
An unpleasant smell came from the tip of my nose. I raised my hand and touched the cold and hard wooden board——
It's a coffin.
Bai Mo knew that he had successfully arrived at the coffin burial site.
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