Chapter 1931

If this failure, he disappeared from the world, then these people are going to give him a funeral!!!

After Liu Wenmao finished, he stopped looking at the priest's face and turned to Liu Zhongyu, who had no consciousness for a long time, or was just hanging in one breath. Quietly lying on the stone platform not far from Liu Zhongyu's side, he reached out and pressed the mechanism.

Then the mechanism that pops out from under the stone platform locks the two people's bodies.

Pressure up in the heart of that a trace of uneasiness, slowly closed his eyes.

The priest, with the bell in his hand, stood between the two feet. Looking at these two men who are as long as Yimao, they all lie quietly on the stone platform at this time.

If it wasn't for the difference in clothes, it's really hard to tell the real identities of the two people.

The priest took a deep breath, held the soul call bell high in his hand, and a series of incomprehensible incantations came out of the priest's mouth.

However, with the passage of time, the priest seems to be getting better and better.

Close your eyes, your body and arms begin a strange dance. Maybe, it's more appropriate to describe it with gestures.

The call to soul bell in his hand also accompanied the priest's action, sending out a strange hum.

Just now, Liu Zhongyu and Liu Wenmao, who were both extremely calm, suddenly frowned at this time. Gradually, they did not have the calm there. At first, they began to be ferocious and twisted.

Not long, two people's bodies, as if there are tens of thousands of biting ants gnawing on them, extremely unbearable shaking, body twitching.

If there is a third person here.

Seeing this picture is likely to think that there is something wrong with your eyes.

Unexpectedly, can see with the naked eye as if it is a kind of gas like things, twisted floating above the two people's bodies. On the one hand, there are colorful lights. On the other hand, it's black, mixed with a kind of gray, although occasionally there will be a little bit of light.

But it's just a flash in the pan. It's not so attractive. It's just like a dark cloud floating around.

Gradually, over time.

The two masses of gas have begun to separate from the control of the body, slowly floating upward, beginning to explore, collide and contact.

I don't know how long it's been. If the incantation in the priest's mouth can be materialized, I'm afraid it will be able to fill the whole space of the underground palace.

At the beginning, the air was just two kinds of gases colliding with each other. At this moment, it was almost the same as the twining hemp rope.

Colorful tightly wrapped with black, and black is tightly wrapped with colorful.

In the air, the collision is twisting. It's impossible to split.

It's just that the longer it takes, the stronger the black air will be, at least much stronger than the colorful air.

Up to now, the colorful gas is not as brilliant as it was at the beginning, almost all of which are fused by black gas, only a few small afterglow.