There are no pupils, no whites of the eyes, and all the figures with their eyes open, their eyes are actually...empty!!
No eyes! Just two holes!
It was as if their eyes only had eyelids, so they couldn't see the truth when they were closed. But now when they opened their eyes, the hundreds of eyeless figures immediately made Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng's hearts tremble.
Even though they didn't have eyes, they were looking directly at Wang Baole and the three of them. It gave them a really weird feeling, and at the same time, they felt like they were being stared at by these blind people.
This is a contradictory statement, but this is exactly how Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng feel at this moment.
"Pretend to be a ghost!!" Wang Baole's breath sank, and he was a little angry. Although these figures gave him a strong sense of crisis, as a Mingzi, he mastered the Ming method and condensed the Ming elixir. He saw it in Ming's dream.
There are too many ghosts. These figures that have neither vitality nor death in front of them can be regarded as a kind of soul to a certain extent in Wang Baole's judgment.
So he directly made the seal without hesitation, and the nether core in his body suddenly vibrated, and a cold breath burst out from his body. While sweeping around, a huge ball of nether fire also burned from Wang Baole's body and spread.
At the same time, he raised his left hand towards a figure in front, and suddenly grabbed it!
It's the soul guide!
In Zhao Yameng's eyes, she clearly saw Wang Baole's body. At this moment, in addition to the cold and strange fire that suddenly appeared, a big black hand stretched out from the fire, towards the front of a cross-legged figure, and with one stroke
Caught it.
The speed was so fast that he was approaching in an instant, but... he grabbed the air directly, as if the figure seemed to exist, but was actually illusory, causing the big hand to penetrate through and catch nothing!
"Not a soul?" Wang Baole was shocked again. Without any time to think, he suddenly rushed out with Zhuo Yifan on his back. Zhao Yameng did not hesitate and followed closely behind him at full speed.
They instinctively avoided the figures that were directly facing the three of them, but soon they were shocked to find that as they rushed out, more and more meditating figures appeared on the land of this world!
Looking at it, there are probably more than thousands of them, and with so many figures densely surrounding them, it is inevitable that they will be touched, but... almost every time Wang Baole and his group touch these cross-legged figures, they will immediately react.
Penetrating through, the feeling is exactly the same as when the soul-inducing hand grabbed it before!
That would be fine if it were just like this, but...the heads of these figures sitting cross-legged and meditating actually moved with Wang Baole's movements. The black holes in their eyes seemed to have eyes, and they also followed the figures of Wang Baole and his group.
Always stare!
This feeling is enough to make people tremble all over. When the figures here keep appearing, Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng simply stop galloping on the black ground under this burst of speed. Instead, they get up and leap, roaring in mid-air, flying in one breath.
After traveling for dozens of miles, when I looked up, the figures on the ground gradually became endless, and they all raised their heads and looked at Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng in the air with expressionless faces!
And the sense of crisis and weirdness and terror became stronger and stronger with the increase of these figures. After Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng looked at each other, they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes. Even so, the speed of the two
It still didn't slow down, but became faster.
Especially Wang Baole, in the end, he directly grabbed Zhao Yameng, unleashed his extreme speed, and went away in an instant. But the area here was too large. Even if Wang Baole's speed exploded, he still couldn't see the end. On the contrary, there were already many figures on the ground.
To an incalculable degree, they raised their heads, and when they looked at Wang Baole, their originally expressionless faces gradually changed, and actually... smiled!
There were countless meditating figures without eyes, staring at the two empty spaces with smiles on their lips. This scene was so weird that it was indescribable. If it was just like this, Wang Baole's scalp was numb, but his mind was still firm, but soon
Yes, something even weirder happened.
This even weirder thing came from Zhao Yameng who was being pulled by him!
"What's your name?" Zhao Yameng, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke up while galloping, with doubt in his voice. Wang Baole was stunned and suddenly turned his head. At this glance, his eyes suddenly widened.
Zhao Yameng's eyes were actually bleeding, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth showed a smile that was exactly the same as the figures on the ground. And these were not what frightened Wang Baole the most. What made his body tremble was that there was actually a person behind Zhao Yameng.
The wrinkled old woman lay there, seeming to say something in Zhao Yameng's ear.
As if aware of Wang Baole's gaze, the old woman raised her head and smiled at Wang Baole.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yameng was not aware of all this. Wang Baole was anxious and was about to take action, but at this moment, liquid fell on his neck. It was blood, and it belonged to Zhuo Yifan who was carrying him on his back.
Zhuo Yifan, who was crying and unconscious, murmured at this moment...
"May I have your name?"
Wang Baole was shocked and immediately put Zhuo Yifan down. When he looked around, his body shook violently. He instinctively took a few steps back and stared blankly at Zhuo Yifan. There was also a figure lying behind him. It was a middle-aged man.
The woman, like the old woman behind Zhao Yameng, was in Zhuo Yifan's ear at the moment, seeming to be talking.
"Zhao Yameng, Zhuo Yifan, wake up!!" Wang Baole suddenly became anxious and stepped forward to grab the two figures on their backs, but his grasp was empty and there was no way to stop them. He could only watch the two of them.
As more and more blood flowed from his eyes, the smile on Zhao Yameng's lips became more and more weird.
"Damn it, what the hell is this place!!" Wang Baole was a little crazy, and he was extremely anxious. He grabbed Zhuo Yifan and shook him violently, but Zhuo Yifan was like a puppet, without any change, except for the smile at the corner of his mouth.
It's even weirder. Judging from its appearance, it seems to be exactly the same as more and more figures appearing around it.
A sense of sadness rarely appeared in Wang Baole's heart. He looked at Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan in despair, and the regret in his heart rose infinitely. He took a few steps back while laughing miserably, and his eyes slowly showed ruthlessness.
The Ming Dan in his body exploded with all its strength, and a large amount of Ming Fire suddenly dispersed crazily from his body. He was about to make a final effort, but at this moment...
The originally dark sky seemed to have a darker curtain. In contrast, the original darkness of the sky did not seem to be very obvious, and the curtain that appeared seemed to be the only black in the world!
Visible to the naked eye, you can see that from the far end of the sky, this black curtain is like a curtain, covering it, causing the three fire cracks in the sky to be covered in an instant, followed by the second.
Road, seeing that the third road was about to be covered, Wang Baole suddenly heard a murmuring sound coming from his ears.
"my name is……"
This voice seemed to carry some strange power. When it reached Wang Baole's ears, his body trembled and his consciousness became uncontrollably groggy. It was as if his mind was enveloped by a strange force at this moment, causing his instinct to
He spoke in a low voice.
"May I have your name?"
While Wang Baole was muttering, he didn't even notice that the Hellfire that had spread out before was slowly extinguished at this moment. He stood on the dark ground, with countless figures besides Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan around him.
, the expressions of these figures changed again. Although their eyes were black holes, they still gave people a sense of greed. They surrounded Wang Baole and the others, but they did not dare to get close. In that greed, they stared at the three figures with awe.
Behind the person...
Especially... Staring behind Wang Baole, I don’t know when a figure appeared. This figure had no face and no limbs. To be precise, it was a set of ferocious red armor!
"My name is Emperor Armor!" Under the stares of these many figures, after Wang Baole's words came out, he heard a deep and proud voice in his ears!
And at the moment when this sound came out, the black curtain of the sky finally directly covered the third crack of fire, swept across it, and filled the entire sky, making this world, in the true sense,... pitch black!