Those grit that came out of the ground had a dead feeling from beginning to end.

As compared with ordinary grit, they are like they are really dead, so that people will feel uncomfortable watching.

And the sand-body, the ancient king who symbolizes suffering and disaster, appears in such gravel.

The same as what I saw, the appearance has not changed.

Many gravel was brought up by a strange wind, like a tornado, tightly circled around the sand body itself, like a veil, quietly covering the original face of the sand.

All we can see is a vague shadow.

But in any case, even if we can't see it, we can only hear its sound, and we can feel that unknown breath...

Looking at the face hidden under the wind and sand, the extreme pain on their faces to the crazy expression is definitely not something we can understand, I really can't imagine what kind of pain I have experienced, it will show so distorted...Even let outsiders follow the expression of pain.

I looked closely for a while, and my heart hung up, and put it a little down.

It is indeed a sander, that's true, but it is certain that the sander in front of me is only a double, not a real onto one that has come to the afterlife...

Although it makes me feel a lot more difficult than the last minor, and the breath is completely two concepts, but in my opinion ... it should be able to get it done, it should be able to.

“Why are you coming alone?”I asked in a small talk, the tone was very relaxed, did not let it feel my inner tension.

Don't look at this bastard is just a double, the last time we were able to get it, also because it did not come completely, the power has not crossed the star into its body...

But now it is very different, and that powerful breath is simply a manifestation of death condensing into substance, more disturbing than death.

“The sand-body...” Master Lin frowned and asked the spider boy, who did not return his head, “This is what you met in the Tibetan area last time?”

"It was it, but then it was ... not as strong as it is now."The spider boy said very objectively, and the tone was also very heavy: "Its strength has all gathered in the body, and it is not easy to deal with it."

“Where is the ancestor?”

The ugly child always seemed stupid, standing aside, holding a withered stump, and asking confusedly, "Why didn't the ancestors come out?"

In fact, I also want to ask this question, because no matter what I think, the eel fish is not a tricky enemy, although its strength is obvious to all, called the modern version of the murderous beast, but I really do not think that it can kill the ancestors.

Not because of anything else, it is different levels of life, which cannot be exceeded.

It is only a dead object that is stained with the old biological breath, and perhaps it will be stronger when it comes to life, but it is impossible to bite the old ancestor to death.

All this can be explained, almost everyone thinks so, but the ancestors just can't come out, can we not be confused?

"Don't think."

The sound of the sandman is still so hoarse, it sounds like a goosebump, plus this time it is laughing and saying, the sharp and distorted laughter, how uncomfortable to hear.

“The black-robed king gave me the power of this coming, and let me bring you a gift, in his belly...”

The sandman said, raising his hand and pointing to the eel.

“That’s the embodiment of the power of the black-robed king...it must be enough to deal with you...” The sandman laughed, “the man who was swallowed into his stomach just now... should be the king of the black robe...”

At this point, the sander lost his voice, as if he had been broken by someone, and turned to look at the eels without warning.

“What happened to the world... you took a piece of the black robe king’s shell and tried to kill me... this thought was too simple...”

The voice of the ancestors sounded, because the sound came from the mouth of the eel, so it sounded like a layer of film, there was a feeling of sullenness.

I have to say that this word of the ancestor is to cheer up, listen to his voice does not seem to be a wounded person, but there is a kind of proud to hit people's faces.

“You... what you are...” The sandmaker asked with great doubt, and what it said in his mouth did not sound like an ironic ancestor, but a sincere and sincere incomprehension.

“Me?”

The old ancestors laughed, and then they laughed wildly, and the sound was so loud that even the ground trembled.

“I am your ancestor!”

With this wild laughter, a sound similar to the broken bones gradually came out of the mouth of the eel.

And its closed mouth also cracked a seam at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this gap is still expanding unhurriedly, as if it were going to open its mouth.

The old ancestor stood in his mouth, his two arms raised high, and with the palm of his hands holding the monster's jaw, so hard he opened the monster's mouth.

Self-playing has entered the realm of iniquity, to be honest, I think that my strength has become very large, almost all of them to the limit of the future generations, in the people I know, no one can have more strength than me.

But now I see.

In terms of strength alone, the ancestors are far better than me.

The size of this eel, its strength will naturally become proportional, which is definitely not a force that I can resist positively, let alone the state of the ancestors... It seems to be using the power of the flesh to open its mouth.

The power of the flesh, without any anger, I really obey this... his mother!Indulgingly oral!

“I said what kind of monster can make a rocky situation...it’s you... that’s no wonder...”

The old ancestor smiled and said that after standing up straight, the mouth of the eel fish also seemed to be dislocated, and the clatter could not be stopped, and the ancestors could only be allowed to jump out.

When he fell to the ground, the body of the eel was soft, and his side fell in the woods, and with a sullen sound, it also fell to the ground and could not...

“Who are you?”The sandman asked doubtfully, and the old ancestor mocked its sentence, "I am your ancestor", did not seem to pay attention to it.

“Me?Didn't I say that?I am your ancestor!”

The old ancestor smiled and took a black object out of his pants pocket, looking like a black glass, translucent, covered with cracks, probably the size of an adult's palm.

“Do you want to kill people because of this?”The old ancestor smiled and asked, "The remaining shell that was taken off when a black-robed king changed his skin, it was enough to deal with ordinary people, and deal with us... don't you think it almost meant?"

The sandman nodded, "You're right, this thing really doesn't work enough against you, you have to let me."

“This dog thing . . . talking is better than the last time Liso...” The killer grinned with his teeth and grinned, and his face was fiercely revealed: “I just don’t know how much more powerful this time than the last time...”

"Reassured."The sandman sneered, "I am here, and you will not see the star gate."

“Then hurry up.”

I sighed, held the knife in my hand, and walked slowly forward.

“Let you stop us...it seems that the things over there are not done yet...it should be too early until you come to the afterlife... as long as we move quickly, we still have a chance...”

The old ancestor raised his hand, rubbed his neck, and made a crisp sound, which seemed to make him comfortable a lot, and the smile on his face became more brilliant.

“Together?”The ancestors asked me.

“Sure, if I keep watching the fun, that’s a little bit of a lack of eyes...” I laughed.

Hearing our conversation, the sandman also laughed: "Last time my strength did not come to this world with me, so it will make you win a game for a while, but now it is different, just because you two also think..."

When the sandman finished speaking, I and my ancestors had already brushed up.

When the old ancestor pulled the arm of the sand-body, and then it was harder to pull it on one of the left and the right arm, so that it could not move, the knife in my hand had already carried the ancient air in my body, and straight into it.

“His mother!Make you mad!"