Only the back garden at the back of Washington DC was quiet.
This place, I think, was once full of prosperity, but now the flowers and trees are crooked, showing a state of decadence.
In the corner of the garden, there is a small wooden house that seems to be the gardener's residence. It has been in disrepair for many years, and the wood has already become crooked. It looks like it will collapse if there is a strong wind and rain.
The dilapidated wooden door was full of holes, and in one place, there were even spider webs.
Inside the hole, the blood glow flashed, at first it was only weak, but slowly, it turned bright. The layer of spider webs on the hole was reflected as clear as blood crystal.
As if sensing the power and danger involved, the small blood beads on the spider web quickly climbed down the spider web and hid in the hole in the wall next to the broken door.
As if the wooden house couldn't bear the light, it swayed and collapsed.
Dust was everywhere, and there was still strong light spilling out of the fallen wood. The light was as red as blood, and it conveyed a chill that made people's hearts palpitate.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the smashed wood suddenly flew up in all directions. An object with a green light flew up for several meters before falling with a crash.
The entire back garden was shaking violently.
The object fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust. The object was rectangular in shape, with one side slightly narrow. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a coffin lid - a bronze coffin lid.
The coffin lid is carved with intricate patterns.
Where the wooden house was, a huge pothole suddenly appeared.
The red light quickly converged and disappeared into the pit.
There is a coffin lid, so naturally there is a coffin.
Inside the pit is the location of the coffin.
The light coming from the giant tower in the distance could not clearly reflect the things in the pit. All the red light disappeared, and only a vague figure could be seen in the darkness, as if there was a figure.
Snapped!
A palm was lifted from the coffin to hold the coffin hole.
It was a right hand, with slender fingers that were slightly green, the skin was delicate and full of elasticity, and the neat nails reflected a lustrous luster in the dim light.
There is a thin layer of cocoon hidden in the tiger's mouth. It is easy to see that this person must also be a martial arts master.
Those fingers should never be the palm of a corpse.
The fingers tightened slightly, and then a figure flew out of the coffin, landing vigorously and lightly on the green bricks of the garden, quietly without splashing any dust.
"Sure enough, this body is more powerful!"
The man spoke calmly, without much emotion in his tone.
The dim light reflected his tall figure, with long black hair hanging casually on his shoulders. His entire face was shrouded in darkness and could not be seen clearly, except for a pair of blood-like eyes with a gaze like a torch.
Feeling the spiritual energy fluctuation coming from not far away, he raised his face in confusion.
Then, he raised his lips in joy.
"is her!"
Just two words, what a surprise.
The words were still floating in the air, but his person had already disappeared.
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The black soul-calling flag and the body of the ghost bone were all shrouded in a layer of blood-colored mist. The mist fluctuated violently, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling could be heard endlessly.
That was the unwilling cry of the soul locked by this soul-calling flag.
Up to this day, the souls of many people and demon spirits have been locked on this soul-calling banner of ghost bones!
Boom boom boom!
There were several muffled sounds in succession, which was the sound of fireballs hitting the blood mist.
Among the exploding sparks, Mo Li came like an arrow.