Doomsday Rise

Huang Shamantian, this is an independent world. Soon after entering, Liu Wei'an felt that way, and as he went deeper, the feeling became clearer.

On the way, several bodies were encountered, including future soldiers and members of the power group, with different deaths. Huang Zheng had no idea how many attacks had come, but Liu Wei'an blocked them.

他们 "They are ahead." Huang Yan cried in surprise. There are only two people in the yellow world. Every second is tormenting. The whistling wind is the only melody in this world. When I first entered the restricted area, I didn't feel much. After ten minutes, I felt extremely lonely. Fortunately, Huang Yan was surrounded by Liu Wei'an, otherwise she would go crazy.

危 Liu Wei'an stopped suddenly, holding the happy Huang Yan.

"What's wrong?" Huang Yan found that Liu Wei'an's face was not only happy, but thick and solemn.

"It's another person." Liu Wei'an's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Who? Come on!" The person in front found them.

危 Liu Wei'an was not afraid, and brought Huang Huang to greet him. After entering the 20 meters, the two sides can already see each other clearly.

A team of more than a dozen people has different forms. The strong are like elephants, and the thin are like yellow pheasants. There are males and females, old and young. The only thing in common is that they emit a terrible breath. It's amazing. The introvert of the traditional masters does not exist in them.

At fifteen meters, Liu Wei'an stopped. This was the conservative distance of the platinum bow. The closer the platinum bow's power would be greatly reduced. Huang Yan leaned on him with fear.

The group looked at the two with curious eyes. One of them, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, stared at Huang Huang, and his triangular eyes flashed a strange light.

"Boy, terrible, a person would dare to come to the restricted area and bring a woman who can not martial arts." The tall man who was no less than an elephant spoke loudly like Hong Zhong.

"Just luck." Liu Wei'an said.

No one in the room believed him, and if luck was able to come here, then this person would be the Son of God one day.

"Another powerful character is robbing the baby." The thin man like a bamboo pole is vulgar and authentic.

"If you don't die, you won't die." Liu Wei'an glanced at him.

"What did you say?" The bamboo pole man's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Your face is blue, Yintang is black, not far from death." Liu Wei'an looked seriously.

"Look for death!" The bamboo pole man suddenly became furious, his hair suddenly rose and began to grow wild. The people next to him couldn't help but take a few steps back, showing a dreadful expression.

"Baby fights without even seeing it. With this spirit, it's better to keep finding the baby, why it cost his life, it's not worth it." The strong man said loudly.

The bamboo pole man's momentum was stagnant, his eyes flickered a few times, his hair that had grown to a meter long shrank back, and returned to its original length. The triangular eye shot an undisguised killer: "Boy, leave you more Live for a while, remember, your life is mine. "

危 Liu Weian smiled disdainfully, and didn't even bother to answer. At first glance, he saw that this group was not a complete team, but rather a piece together, and holding a group was nothing more than coping with the danger of the restricted area. Once it encountered a treasure, first of all, the knife was probably the previous moment. People who fought side by side.

"I do n’t have a good idea to discuss and go. In my opinion, find someone to try and know if there is any danger." The oldest old man said.

"Who's going?" Fat Dao's waist was thick, as thick as a bucket, but her voice was sweet and tender. If you close your eyes and listen to her voice, 99 out of 100 people will be fascinated and 98 people will be hard, but the moment you open your eyes, all the beautiful fantasy becomes cruel and instantly soft.

"We chopped all the way and killed more than thirty people, leaving us more than a dozen people. The people behind don't have to do anything, and come here easily. Where can there be such cheap things, want to follow us If you walk together, you have to pay. ”The bamboo pole man even omitted the guest, staring directly at Liu Wei'an.

"It's so fun to jump around, I don't know how to die after a while." Liu Wei'an sneered and started.

"Don't go!" Huang Yan pulled his clothes nervously.

"It's all right." Liu Wei'an remarked comfortably, holding her hand to the forefront, and a stone block blocked the way for everyone.

The monument in the yellow sand is very rare. What is even more strange is that after a century of time has passed, the stone monument has not been flooded by the sand. Not only that, the stone monument is useless even a trace of weathering. , As clear as just carved.

The typeface is in block letters, using the eight characters of the engraved technique: the person who advances does not live and the person who retreats does not die.

"What's the young man's thoughts?" The old man asked kindly.

Liu Wei'an did not answer, turned to the back of the stele, and also engraved the words, only one: kill! The use of wild grass, made in one stroke, expresses the killing intentions that come out through the pen. It is rushed to kill people three meters away. If it weren't for Liu Wei'an, Huang Huang would not be able to stand it.

危 Liu Wei'an stretched out his forefinger, copied along the stroke, and found that the line just coincided with the finger. The word 'kill' was engraved with his finger. He was shocked in his heart. His current strength, writing on wood with his fingers, was easy, and it could be carved on stone. But this stone monument, he has used the power several times in a row, can not leave a trace.

This is an extraterrestrial meteorite whose hardness exceeds that of alloys in this world.

Everyone looked at Liu Wei'an, Liu Wei'an was still copying the killing word, over and over again. After five or six minutes passed, the bamboo pole man couldn't help but yelled, "Don't pretend to be the way, obediently try the way for us, otherwise you will be destroyed."

Everyone does not like the bamboo pole man, but no one is against him.

危 Liu Wei'an finally stopped, watching everyone's nervous expressions, smirking, and then directly holding Huang's hand over the stone monument without any hesitation, as if it was natural to go home. The group looked behind, one step, two steps, three steps ... until there were only two black spots left for Liu Wei'an and Huang Yan, the group of people took a breath and rushed over the stele.

never mind!

"Afraid?" Liu Wei'an looked at Huang Yan, and the little girl really suffered after him. She was the former young lady. She would n’t do laundry, cooking, cleaning, washing dishes, etc. But now it will be all these things. , And very skilled.

"Afraid, but you are there." Huang Yan also looked at Liu Wei'an, her bright eyes were pure and flawless.

"Remember the first time we met?" Liu Wei'an had a smile in his eyes.

"Remember, I will never forget it in my life. There is a big bad guy pretending to be a scary person, causing people to sleep poorly for several nights, having nightmares, and dreaming that the female ghost always wants to eat me." Everything, I hate itching.

"I'm scared to scare them, okay?" Liu Wei'an stopped and turned to look at the nearby people.

"Okay, it's better to scare the taller one. His eyes look uncomfortable in my heart." Huang Yi said.

"He has no chance to scare me." Liu Wei'an did not lower his voice, and spread out in the wind.

"Where's the bamboo pole?"

伙 The group looked sublimely, but they looked around, but no one was found. In the yellow sand, there is no place to cover the body, and a large living person cannot disappear for no reason.

"Where is the bamboo pole?" The strong man followed, and his voice thundered, and he could hear it hundreds of meters away. There was no response, nothing unusual, the bamboo pole was gone, and it disappeared silently.

"It's you? It's your ghost!" The old man rushed up, but suddenly stopped when approaching Liu Wei'an, and his face was dreadful.

Others speeded up and hurriedly surrounded Liu Wei'an with poor eyes.

"It turns out that this guy really has a bamboo pole. People are as they are, eh, they are as they are." Liu Wei'an seemed to be unable to see the vigilance and looming killing in the eyes of these people, calmly, "I'm in front, you're behind, I How could it be a ghost, even if it is a trap, it is impossible to aim at a bamboo pole alone, the elderly, you are a lot of years old, please use your brain first next time?

"Not you, who else?" The old man flushed with a flushed face.

"Looking at the bamboo poles, you know that the character is not good. There must be a lot of offenders. It may be possible for your team to be intrigued by others, and staring at me is not promising." Liu Wei'an said.

"You said he was going to die, and now he is going to die. Do you think we will believe that this is a coincidence?" Lao Fu said sharply, he couldn't help but be afraid. The relationship between Zhugan and him is slightly better than the others, so when he walks, he follows him at ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, a master, was silently destroyed by his side, but he did not A little consciousness, scared when you think about it. If the man who shot the shots aimed at him next time, he would not have a second possibility except to step into the foot of a bamboo pole.

"You believe me if you're kidding me?" Liu Wei'an shook his head. "I also said that your eye sockets are deep, age spots appear, and you can't believe it until you die."

Old Master Fu suddenly sank.

"What is the name of this brother?" The strong man clenched his fists, which is the standard etiquette of ordinary citizens to the nobility.

"Liu Weiqing." Oriental herring did not tell the truth.

"It turned out to be Brother Liu, disrespectful and disrespectful." The strong man smiled, "I think Brother Liu is very familiar with the terrain here, can you tell me how the bamboo pole disappeared?"

"I don't know." Liu Wei'an turned and walked away, revealing the second stone stele behind him.

The style, size, and material of the first stone stele are exactly the same, but the words are different: one thought of heaven and one thought of hell. The back is smooth with no lettering.

伙 The group looked at each other and quickly followed them. They made up their minds and didn't leave Liu Wei'an within 10 meters to see how he made a ghost. As soon as a clue is found, a dozen people here will immediately drown both of them with an attack.

"Old man, where did old man go?" Everyone's attention was on Liu Wei'an. After walking halfway, they found that one person was missing, and the old man was gone. He said that he wanted to catch Liu Wei's little pigtail. It's gone, like the disappearance of a bamboo pole, all silent.