I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Wake up feeling refreshed.

Yang Shou was in a happy mood, recalling the dream of last night.

Seeing Zhao Maimai again, this girl brought him another surprise.

comics.

Although most of the things in the comics are unsystematic, disorganized, and difficult to use for a while.

But as long as one ability comes true, it can be called a killer level existence.

It's like the world stops.

"What will it be this time?"

Yang Shou closed his eyes, submerged in consciousness.

Sure enough, there was a mess of memories in my mind, and I began to instill them.

Although he has experienced it several times, he still has a feeling that his head is swollen.

It's like going through several worlds for nothing.

It was hard to suppress all the memories and sort out all kinds of things.

A strange image suddenly manifested in Yang Shou's mind for a moment.

It was a dull-looking bald man in a yellow jumpsuit and a white cloak.

"Is this the ability I realized this time?"

"Something about this guy."

"No matter how you look at it, he looks like a funny character."

"Or, it's just the faces of passers-by."

Yang Shou suddenly had a bad premonition.

This time it won't be some rubbish ability.

Moments passed.

Everything has been digested.

Blinking, Yang Shou felt the difference in himself.

He didn't notice any mysterious power.

It's just that after the image of the bald man flashed by, I felt my body warm up, and it seemed that there had been a change.

"Is it just to improve physical fitness? 630"

Yang Shou was a little disappointed.

After absorbing a few evil spirits, his physical foundation has already reached a very exaggerated level.

Now even if there is an improvement, it can only be said that talking is better than nothing.

He still wants the ability similar to the world.

"No matter how powerful it is, what's the use of it? Can it kill the evil spirit with one punch?"

Shaking his head, Yang Shou collected his thoughts and began to prepare for the reality.

Three days have been wasted, waiting for Zhao Maimai.

Now it's time to wait, but the ability to wait seems useless.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Skeleton of the fierce god.

weird items.

Curse and talisman.

Bring everything you can.

Yang Shou stepped forward and came to Hongzhou's home.

Here, he possesses strength comparable to that of a fierce god.

If something unexpected happens during the descent, it is convenient to evacuate.

"coming?"

Also possessing extremely high authority, Lin Yao appeared in a flash.

She seems to have no other clothes except pajamas, and she always looks lazy.

But after seeing Yang Shou, Lin Yao rarely showed surprise.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why do I feel that you have become much stronger again?"

She sensed the fear of the power of the community's rules.

And not just because Yang Shou is their master.

"Have it?"

Yang Shou didn't care, and found a spacious place to gather the skeletons of the fierce gods.

"I'm going to see it in reality, you help me protect the law."

Lin Yao smiled wryly, "You really think highly of me."

"Dare to provoke your existence, maybe a look can kill me."

That being said, she did not leave and even recruited the young security guard.

As the two strongest beings in the Hongguang Homeland, both of them looked cautious.

They didn't know what Yang Shou was going to do, just seeing the skeleton of the fierce god, they already felt terrified.

The faint aura from the skeleton is stronger than that of the regular giant beast.

Yang Shou didn't explain too much to them, and used his nightmare ability to intrude into the bones of the fierce god.

These bones and their bodies have a connection that runs through the copy and reality.

The higher the number, the deeper the connection.

At the beginning, Yang Shou almost came to reality with one finger bone.

Now the strength is stronger, of course there is no problem.

The space rotates and the picture transforms.

Suddenly, Yang Shou appeared in an empty underground tomb.

Nine bronze pillars were inserted deep into the ground, extending rusty iron chains, locking the huge sarcophagus.

On the surface of the pillars, nine dragon-shaped reliefs are carved respectively.

It's just that these dragons are not normal, the surface is swollen and rotten, more like a weird dragon shape.

After sensing Yang Shou's aura.

The huge sarcophagus and bronze pillars suddenly changed dramatically.

A terrifying roar came from the sarcophagus, desolate and fierce, as if it came from an ancient monster countless years ago.

It's just that after listening carefully, its voice was a little out of breath.

On the bronze pillars, dragon-shaped reliefs emit dragon chant.

Rotten and bloated dragon corpses poked out their heads, staring at Yang Shou who suddenly appeared.

With their appearance, a forbidden force appeared in the stone room to suppress the weirdness that did not belong to them.

"So much movement?"

"By the way, this friend in the (ccdc) coffin, I have to thank you first.

"Your bones are working fine, thank you."

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows, then looked towards the sarcophagus, sincerely thanking him.

However, this move attracted more anger from the sarcophagus skeleton.

In its empty eye sockets, red eyes emerged, swaying and dancing like a raging flame.

A terrifying will from ancient times is truly recovering.

"You are really stingy, no wonder you are willing to lend me strength."

The tone was very casual, but Yang Shou had a serious look on his face.

A fierce god is sealed in the sarcophagus.

As for the dragon corpses on the nine bronze pillars, the aura emitted by each one is no less than that of a regular giant beast.

After Yang Shou, an uninvited guest, appeared, the two sides that were supposed to be hostile actually joined hands at this moment.

It's as if Yang Shou is an enemy they take more seriously.

Yang Shou can understand the mood of the fierce god in the sarcophagus.

What he wondered was, why is the relief so hostile?

Another dragon chant sounded.

Before Yang Shou moved, the golden light of the Tianlong tattoo on his back was shining, and the dragon's head poked out.

"Want to devour them?"

Feeling the emotion of Tianlong tattoo, Yang Shou suddenly realized.

The sky dragon and the dragon corpse seem to be natural enemies of each other.

It is precisely for this reason that the dragon corpse disregarded the sarcophagus and wanted to attack Yang Shou.

Stab.

There was a heavy friction sound.

The lid of the coffin moved abruptly, and a skeleton hand that was as white as jade but exuding a fierce aura stretched out, and grabbed Yang Shou in the direction of Yang Shou.

An invisible force descended instantly.

The surroundings suddenly became dark.

Yang Shou's consciousness, body, and soul seemed to be held by a giant hand.

I am gradually exerting strength and want to knead it into powder.

On the bronze stone pillar, nine dragon corpses poked out most of their bodies, but it seemed that they could not be completely separated, and their tails were still connected to the stone pillar.

They control the rusty iron chains, wrapping them like pythons, trying to lock Yang Shou up.

This is enough to deal with the combination of fierce gods.

Yang Shou didn't dare to be careless, and shouted directly:

"world!"

The sound of the clock humming slowly emerged.

Time stops.

The fierce god in the sarcophagus and the nine dragon corpses are all fixed in place.

But to Yang Shou's surprise, the silver-white circle formed by the world showed signs of shaking.

"Has the essence of the fierce god involved time?"

"Even if time is suspended, they cannot be completely controlled."

Yang Shou didn't dare to be careless and shot directly.

The golden sky dragon roared and rushed out, directly throwing a dragon corpse on the relief, biting wildly.

Yang Shou himself stepped forward and came to the huge sarcophagus.

This coffin also contains the power of sealing, especially against strangeness, it has a strong effect.

But Yang Shou was not going to attack the sarcophagus either.

He didn't want to completely release a fierce god.

"If you hide in the coffin, I might still have nothing to do with you."

"But you stretched out your hands, so don't blame me."

"My friend, shake hands."

Yang Shou grabbed onto the skeleton's hand and exerted force suddenly.

There was a crisp click.

Even the palm and the arm were pulled out from the sarcophagus.

"My friend, lend me your arm."