Qin Shuang shook her head in her heart. An Shicong had a fight with the ghost, and was afraid that there was still feelings. Sun Yuan was afraid from the beginning, and it seemed that this person could not be in close contact.

"Go in and save people!"

Qin Shuang shouted, his voice full of determination, and he strides towards the dusty village.

"Damn it!"

An Shicong cursed in a low voice and followed Qin Shuang. Yu Guanting and others also followed behind him. Sun Yuan hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the last one.

"We have to go in and take a look!" Qin Shuang seemed to explain: "We came together, and more than a hundred people disappeared inexplicably. If we just left like this, we would be inappropriate. As many people came, we would be back.

We have already broken through the natural barriers, what difficulties can stop us?"

"Tait..."

A hundred meters away, more than twenty people soon arrived at the gate of the village. Qin Shuang walked into the gate without any pause and walked straight towards the house.

Soon, Qin Shuang stood at the gate of the yard again, looking at the yard, and did not go in immediately.

Behind her, An Shicong was facing a great enemy, and the fairy sword in his hand was breathing the sword light.

"Crack..."

A flash of lightning flashed through the air, illuminating the village.

Qin Shuang closed her eyes and sensed the breath around her carefully. The twenty monks behind her looked around nervously.

"Qin Shuang..." Yu Guanting felt his throat dry.

Qin Shuang opened her eyes and said softly: "Guanting, do you feel it?"

"What did you feel?"

"Death breath! The breath of death, here is the breath of death, without any anger."

The twenty or so people behind Qin Shuang's body all turned pale. At this time, they all felt that the place was full of death.

Qin Shuang's heart was moving, looking for a way to solve the situation in front of her. With a thought moving, the mysterious consciousness spread out.

but……

The information obtained is no different from the spiritual consciousness. This is the first time she failed to use the mysterious consciousness.

"It's so mysterious!"

"Dead Qi! How to crack the death Qi?"

"angry!"

Qin Shuang's heart moved, and suddenly remembered his magical power of withering and flourishing. She lowered her head and looked at her left palm, where there was a space of withering and flourishing.

Qinshuang slowly raised his left hand, how to turn his palms downwards, and slowly press towards the ground.

The Rong space in the palm of your hand spreads a rich vitality, pouring it on the ground in front of your feet, and then spreads rapidly around with Qinshuang as the center.

A layer of emerald green color drives away the gray...

"ah……"

Sun Yuan's scream came from behind, Qin Shuang's eyes shrank violently. The yard and house in front of her disappeared...

The three-story house in front of her is gone, and in front of her is a huge grave. Qin Shuang quickly glanced at the surroundings, and where is there a house around?

There are tombs around, but the other tombs are much smaller than the tomb opposite. At a glance, there are actually two or three hundred.

"Crack..."

The bright lightning reflected the anger around him pale. Qin Shuang withdrew her gaze and looked at the huge grave opposite.

The lightning and thunder disappeared, becoming more silent, and the breath of death floated in the silence.

Qin Shuang tightened the Linglong sword in her hand, and her heart was pounding violently. She discovered a problem. When she glanced at her, she saw that the surrounding graves were not only smaller than the tomb in front of her, but also had a tombstone in front of each grave.

but……

The huge tomb in front of me has no tombstone, but there is a statue in front of the tomb.

"Crack..."

Another lightning flash made the night brighter as daylight. Qin Shuang's eyes fell at the foot of the statue. There was a base under the foot of the statue, and a line of words were carved on it.

Life is just a short dream, and death is an eternal existence - Si Yu.

Lightning passed, and my eyes became dark again, but the lines of words seemed to be carved into Qin Shuang's heart.

"Si Zhuo! It seems that this is Si Zhuo's grave."

Qin Shuang looked up at the statue. The night color could not stop the eyes of the monks such as Qin Shuang, and everything could still be seen clearly.

The statue is very realistic. This is a handsome young man with black hair scattered behind his shoulders. His whole body is different from the style today. At first glance, he looks like an ancient robe. Although the statue is only more than two meters high, it gives people a feeling of being upright.

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the statue's eyes, and those eyes were full of majesty, as if an emperor was looking down at his minister.

Qinshuang's back felt cold and creepy. At this time, she gave her an incredible feeling. The statue seemed to be a living person, and was looking down at herself majestic. The eyes were carved from stones, but it seemed to transmit a living line of sight, making Qinshuang's heart tighten.

"Guanting..."

"Bang! Bang bang!"

Qin Shuang had just called two words in a low voice when she heard a constant banging sound coming from behind her.

Qin Shuang did not dare to turn around, and his spiritual sense instantly spread behind him, and his heart hopped violently. Yu Guanting and more than 20 monks fell to the ground at this time, and they were still breathing, looking like they were unconscious.

Qin Shuang thought and took out the cone from the storage ring, recalling the statue and the man who had been nailed to death in the room she had seen in the past.

"It's the same person!"

"Um?"

Qin Shuang sniffed and smelled a stinking smell. Then her eyes fell on the huge tomb behind the statue.

She held the cone in her heart in her left hand and the Linglong sword in her right hand. She suddenly slashed towards the statue opposite with a sword.

"laugh……"

A sword aura slashed by, and the statue came and brought the huge grave behind it and was cut in half by Qin Shuang.

"boom……"

The statues in two halves fell to the ground, and a crack appeared in the grave, and a ray of light came out from the crack.

Qin Shuang stretched out his hand and grabbed the grave, and the huge grave was grabbed by Qin Shuang, revealing the space inside the grave.

There is no coffin in the tomb, it is just a very wide stone chamber. The stone chamber is like a huge stone coffin. There are a pile of skeletons piled up in the stone chamber, and a layer of white flame is burning on the skeletons, and the light is reflected by the white flames.

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the immortal weapons in the grave. Most of the immortal weapons had been burned and deformed, but Qin Shuang recognized that the immortal weapons were the weapons of the more than one hundred cultivators who were missing.

Qinshuang is a fire attribute, so she is not afraid of flames, so she stretches out her fingers and hooks her fingers. A thin layer of white flame burning on the corpse drew a white line and shot towards Qinshuang. Qinshuang stretches out her palms and connects it, and the flames gather in Qinshuang's palms, only the size of a little finger. Qinshuang's heart couldn't help but move.

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