A torrent of pure white tears flowed silently from the tops of the mountains.
One after another, the torrent of tears envelops the grass, trees, earth and rocks all over the mountains. The pure white sea of tears rolls silently. However, the grass, trees, earth and rocks that are enveloped by it, as well as the strangers drowned by the sea of tears, cannot remain quiet.
All kinds of sounds instantly filled the valley.
Many members of the White Lotus Sect were drowned by the sea of tears without any preparation. They only had time to flutter a few waves in the sea of tears, and their faces, facial features, palm prints and fingerprints were all washed away by the pure white sea of tears.
, turned into a body without any distinctive features, floating on the sea.
Wisps of pure white candlelight floated out from the top of this body that had lost any distinctive features.
All the candlelights gathered together and poured into the twelve gates between heaven and earth along with the sea water, leaving only the corpses that had lost all characteristics, floating quietly on the sea.
Not only living people and creatures will be washed away by the sea of tears, but will be washed "clean".
Even the vegetation, sand and stones that were swept into the sea of tears have lost their original distinctive features and become 'clean', spread out on the sea surface.
On the sea.
More than a dozen figures struggled hard in the sea of tears.
These dozen or so people were all wearing thick rattan armor, which was covered with iron charms, and they wore a kind of leather sheath on their heads that seemed to be sewn from animal skins.
As they turned around in the sea of tears, it was revealed that the front and back of the leather case had different faces painted on it. In addition, their joints could not only rotate to a certain angle like ordinary people, but could almost rotate.
Three hundred and sixty degree rotation - this makes it impossible to tell which side of their bodies is the 'front' and which side is the 'reverse'.
These more than ten people should all belong to a certain branch of the White Lotus Sect.
They are no different from other ordinary members of the White Lotus sect. After struggling a few times in the sea of tears, they will be stripped of all their characteristics and then 'drown' in this sea of tears - the special animal skin cover that wraps their whole bodies.
It can exude a certain charm and repeatedly push away the tears that are constantly gathering around it.
The sea of tears kept gathering towards everyone, and then kept being pushed away.
Everyone took this opportunity and swam hard towards a piece of land formed by corpses that had lost all their characteristics. They supported each other and finally climbed onto the land formed by corpses.
The figure with 'Pixiu' and 'Taotie' facial patterns painted on the front and back respectively hugged a crossbar in the pile of corpses and climbed on it. He then reached out and pulled up several of his companions who were still sinking in the sea of tears.
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The dozen or so people started to collect the scattered earth, stone, vegetation and trees in the pile of corpses, and reluctantly pieced together a tattered raft.
Everyone looked around.
In the vast sea of tears, white light evaporated like mist, covering the mountains.
Countless people were fluttering and struggling in the sea of tears, crying a few times before disappearing into the white light, leaving only a corpse with no characteristics, floating and gathering on the sea.
Candles burned on the tops of the corpses' heads.
The light belt formed by the candlelight converged towards the twisted and illusory portals surrounding the Sea of Tears in all directions.
"It's so cruel...
At this time, at least thousands of people had no time to react and drowned in the sea of tears?" The front and back of the head depict the 'God of Fire' on one side, and the figure of the 'God of Thunder' on the other, just on a few horizontal beams.
He stabilized his body and looked at the candlelight fluttering in the endless sea of tears. He was suddenly speechless and said in shock.
"The leader of Vacuum is also ferocious." The man who pulled all his companions out of the sea, with the 'Taotie' and 'Pixiu' facial patterns painted on both sides of his head, said in a deep voice, "He swallowed so many lives at once, it must be to fight with that man.
Fighting against the divine truth that killed all of his human beings.
Does that god really... look like our master?
The sound sounds a bit similar to me."
"Who can see someone's face clearly from so far away?
But the voices are indeed very similar." Another drake voice was in the process of changing his voice.
They chatted with each other for a few words, and suddenly they all looked at a certain companion who was sitting silently in the corner. Their companion had a 'Maitreya Face' painted on the front of his head, and a 'Mingwang Face' on the reverse side.
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"Mr. Wenyuan, you have been with King Ming for the longest time. Do you think that Shenzhen looks like our King Ming?" The tallest man with the 'Pixiu' and 'Taotie' facial tattoos asked Maitreya Buddha
Mian' asked.
'Maitreya Buddha Face' sighed after hearing this: "It should be King Ming..."
"It's really King Ming!"
"Then we should be safe and able to survive this difficult time!"
"I thought I was going to drown in the sea of tears of the vacuum leader..."
When everyone heard what Maitreya Buddha, who was called "Mr. Wen Yuan," said, their tone suddenly became excited and they spoke out one after another.
Although they have unique means to sustain themselves in this sea of tears for a while, they will not be able to sustain it for long. If the sea of tears does not disappear, they will inevitably die if they stay immersed in it for a long time.
Therefore, although they didn't show it on their faces, they were already worried and uneasy in their hearts, and their spirits were always in a state of tension. At this time, after receiving the exact answer from 'Mr. Wen Yuan', everyone's fears were swept away.
Got it!
Only the tall man remained calm. He faced 'Mr. Wen Yuan' with some worry in his tone: "Mr. Wen Yuan, what happened?"
Mr. Wen Yuan was silent for a moment and said: "The 'pressing statue' on my body is about to break, and the evil inside me will no longer be able to contain it..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
"What?!"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Quickly take off the 'forbidden skin' on your body. There is still a way to remedy it. The worst is to push the Yasheng Statue into the sea of tears, and let the sea of tears and the Yasheng Statue press the fierce dog bite the dog!"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Wenyuan, let me help you take it off!"
While everyone was talking, they all approached Mr. Wen Yuan, helped him take off his rattan armor, and pulled apart the fine stitches on the unknown animal skin sheath on his body.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! 'Mr. Wenyuan' allowed them to help him take off the rattan armor on his body and the 'forbidden skin' that painted the face of Maitreya Buddha and the face of King Ming.
Said: "I am ashamed of you..."
"What's wrong with you?
You have helped us brothers in the Huangdao Association a lot. In the past few dangerous situations, we relied on your experience in the world to get through it.
Now that you are in trouble, we cannot ignore you!"
"Yes, Uncle Wenyuan, the evil ghost in the statue of life is about to resurrect. Although it is dangerous for us, it is not a big deal. If you hide it, it will lead to a big disaster..."
"That's not what I'm talking about..." Mr. Wen Yuan said slowly.
"You don't have to worry about other things..."
"Except for this, everything else is trivial, not worth mentioning!"
"..."
"The talisman is lost..." Wen Yuan suddenly said while everyone was talking.
At this time, everyone had already stripped off his rattan armor and the 'forbidden skin' sewn from animal skins.
The thick one had many inexplicable lines sewn with silk threads. All the lines were directed toward the forbidden skin where the front and back faces of the gods converged, revealing an old man carrying a half-man tall wooden shrine on his back.
The old man has gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face.
In the wooden shrine behind him, two small wooden doors were tightly locked, and wisps of strange charm seeped out from the wooden doors.
There are sutures around this wooden shrine, and those sutures are all connected to the 'forbidden skin' that was ripped off the old man's body, and strands of strange charm pass through each suture. Flow into the forbidden skin.
At this time, not only was the charm flowing within the forbidden skin, but it also flowed out from the many gaps in the wooden shrine.
The gloomy and strange rhymes turned the skin on the neck of 'Mr. Wenyuan' - 'Wu Wenyuan' of Sanyang Society - into a blue-gray color.
The Sanyang Congregation and the Huangdao Congregation who surrounded Wu Wenyuan took off the forbidden skin and the shrine from Wu Wenyuan. Suddenly they heard the brief words coming from Wu Wenyuan's mouth, and they were all stunned.
"What does the talisman... lost... mean?" The tall figure with the 'taotie facial pattern' facing Wu Wenyuan - the leader of the Yellow Rice Society, 'Qin Heng', asked in a stern voice.
Wu Wenyuan lowered his head, his face full of guilt: "When I was struggling in the sea of tears, I accidentally dropped the talisman that King Ming passed to me. Without this talisman, I would not be able to contact King Ming..."
When Qin Heng heard this, he was stunned on the spot.
Most people also fell silent.
Only a few two or three people were unaware of the situation, so they spoke out: "King Ming is in this area now, so it doesn't matter if he loses the talisman? We have other ways to get in touch with King Ming!"
The companions were silent, most of them unwilling to pay attention to the speaker.
Some people whispered: "The sea of tears submerged the vast mountains here. The scope of this mountain range is more than dozens of miles?"
Now we are on the Sea of Tears. Where can you find traces of the surrounding mountain peaks?
With such a vast sea of tears, how can we get in touch with Prince Ming?
How could he hear me shouting for help...
The forbidden skin on our bodies can’t last much longer…”
The companion's explanation made everyone feel depressed.
The sea of tears flows silently.
The cries for help that were heard all around now gradually faded away.
The members of the Sanyang Society and the Huangdao Society were floating on the sea on driftwood. The pieces of 'forbidden skin' on their bodies were gradually getting rid of the stitches one by one at this time. They were about to lose their identity and disappear under the sea of tears.
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At the same time, under the pure white sea, red lines suddenly appeared.
Those scarlet threads swam in the white light sea water, like sharks that smelled the smell of blood. Clusters and strands of them all gathered towards the people who were still struggling to support themselves on the sea.
"Hehehe..."
Waves of female voices followed the red thread, lingering in everyone's ears.
Under the white light sea surface, scarlet shadows emerged.
The shadows, ranging from small to large, appeared out of the water in an instant - a female corpse with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe suddenly grabbed everyone's arms and ankles and pulled them away under the sea of tears!