Horizontal Push Starts From the Demon World

Ning Ke looked at Baiyun Temple, which had undergone great changes, and stood in the distance, hesitating and hesitating.

There is no doubt that if there is such a change from the outside, the inside must also be extremely dangerous.

However, he has also tried many methods to leave, but none of them have any effect. It seems that entering it to find a way to survive has become his only way.

"Fight, if I can't get out by myself, I don't believe that there is no other way. The worst result is just death."

Ning Ke gritted his teeth and quickly walked around the temple walls.

With his own hands, he interrupted the knife and his own good bouncing power, and finally climbed to the top of the wall.

Just looking at it for the first time made him look sluggish, and his eyebrows were full of disbelief.

Because in his eyes, the temple is silent and empty.

On the ground of the temple, the overcast wind blew the dead bones all over the place, making bursts of crying sounds that impacted his mind.

This, this, this....

Although Ning Ke earns energy points in order to survive, he is ruthless in chopping weirdness, but he is also secretly accumulating his murderousness.

But compared to the yin miasma piled up with corpses here, it is simply insignificant.

Affected by such a breath, Ning Ke felt a little dazed for a while, and was a little unsteady on the wall, and fell directly from it.

It wasn't until he was about to land that he came back to his senses, but his expression changed drastically, he adjusted his posture and stood on the ground.

The next moment, all the bones on the ground disappeared, and some were just a layer of fallen leaves covering the ground.

Could it be an illusion?

Ning Ke looked at the leaves on the ground with a cloudy face.

Such a real sense of six senses is not like an illusion at all, but more like it happened.

He looked around and immediately knew where he was now. After going over the layout of the entire temple in his mind, he walked in one direction.

Ning Ke is planning to go to the backyard of the temple to find the old host of Baiyun Temple.

After all, this was the purpose of his coming to Baiyun Temple from the beginning, and it was also what he thought in his heart, the key to breaking the game.

Although I don't know the strength of this person, I don't say that the fingerprints left by him when he was checking the pulse of his body at that time are still there.

...

Ning Ke looked at the thick wall in front of him with a slightly ugly expression: he followed his memory to the old host's room, but found that there was no room here.

"Am I remembering it wrong, or has the original layout of Baiyun Temple changed?"

He stepped forward, wanting to touch the wall, the cold feeling and the smell of the soil made his doubts deepen.

Up to now, he has walked through at least ten houses and three or four courtyards, but he has never seen a single living person.

At this moment, a rustling sound appeared in his ears. He was very alert at first, obviously feeling the strange sound, and conditioned his reflex to retreat and dodge.

Swish!

A boneless arm stretched out from the wall and stabbed straight towards Ning Ke.

Ning Ke took out the broken knife and slashed it on it, then quickly dodged back.

The broken bones fell to the ground and sank to the ground under Ning Ke's eyes.

And this knife is like stabbing a hornet's nest.

Countless arms stretched out from the wall, striving forward, trying to grab something.

Ning Ke stood two feet away from the wall with a knife in hand, looking at the bones protruding out of the arms, with a little bit of fear in his expression.

The knife he swung just now in a conditioned reflex, at least it used 40% of his strength.

With such a powerful knife, he could cut through a tree with a thick fist. It seemed that he only broke the bones of the palm, and did not really hurt the white-boned palm.

These arms are grabbing everywhere, but they have no goal.

But when the bones were flowing, the huge gap was discovered by Ning Ke, who had a very keen eye.

Behind the wall composed of white bones, a courtyard can be clearly seen.

Looking at the layout, it looks like the old host's residence.

Is this real, or is it just a trick?

Ning Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the scene on the other side of the white bone wall, thinking constantly in his heart.

Forget it, no matter what he is, let's cut it first.

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped hesitating, and Duan Dao danced a knife flower in his hand, exerted strength on his waist, and slashed out with all his strength.

Gale - strong!

Boom!

A knife fell, and a piece of white bones fell. After these white bones fell to the ground, a gap the size of a human was formed in the blink of an eye.

He widened the gap with another knife, and while the white bone wall was slowly recovering, he didn't care about him, and rushed in with a vigorous step.

This is really the old host's residence!

Ning Ke looked around, looking at the layout of the scene in this small courtyard that he was quite familiar with, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to the door, saying:

"Hong Yin Ning's family, Ning Ke, asks to see the old host."

"..."

No one should answer, I think that the old host has already suffered an accident.

After all, it is not difficult to see that there are a lot of weirdness hidden in this place. Since this is the case, then I have to think of other ways to get out of this strange realm.

Ning Ke sighed in his heart, thinking this way.

He originally wanted to turn around and leave, but just as he was about to raise his leg, he suddenly remembered something and walked to the house where the old host was originally.

Maybe if he entered it, he could find some clues.

Ning Ke silently said 'sorry' to the old host in his heart, then turned over to open the door and walked in.

The moment the door was opened, the smell of mildew and decay rushed up, causing him to hold his breath and almost retreat.

There was no change in the layout of the surrounding scenes, the windows were still nailed down as he had seen before~www.wuxiamtl.com~ without the slightest light.

But Ning Ke is gifted with night vision after all, so he can see everything in the room clearly.

After stepping over the screen, he had already come to the table where he had met the old host, and just raised his eyes, he almost drew a knife and chopped it.

On that chair, there was a figure sitting upright, Ning Ke took a closer look, it was indeed the same as the old host's dress before.

The only difference was that he clearly saw the white and miserable bones that were half-laid on the table.

At this moment, Ning Ke's mind was tense, and he couldn't tell the situation for a while, so he tentatively walked up to him.

After noticing that the peach wood bracelet on his wrist had not changed in any way, he relaxed slightly in his heart, and when he took a closer look, he found that not only the arm had been turned into bones, but the whole body was almost turned into bones.

When such a scene appeared in front of Ning Ke's eyes, he did not fear or fear, but doubted.

Just the day before yesterday, he came to visit, instead of seeking a solution to his own heart-snatching curse, why did he not see him for two days, he became like this.

How to say it, it's like the other party has died early, and it's like seeing a corpse.

He looked left and right, but didn't find much clues, so he thought of leaving here and looking for other solutions.

But Ning Ke didn't take two steps, he stepped back again, looked at the other party's body, and saluted again.

"Old host, the peach wood bracelet you gave me back then was considered a great help to me. Seeing that you are gone today, it is absolutely impossible for you to expose your corpse here.

If you still have any secrets on your body, let's take it as your hard-earned money after burying it for you. "