Shuttle of the city

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The familiar face was already deeply in Ye Zichuan's mind, lingering in his dreams and unforgettable.

Now, Lin Yuyao appeared in front of him alive.

"Zichuan..."

Lin Yuyao stood on it, calling out softly, tenderly and tenderly.

Ye Zichuan couldn't help but walked there, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't help himself.

After so long, this haunting face appeared in front of him again, how could he not be excited?

Walking to the top step by step, Ye Zichuan looked at Lin Yuyao obsessively: "You are not dead, you have been alive, I thought you were dead."

"Yes, I am not dead, I have been waiting for you."

Lin Yuyao rubbed Ye Zichuan's cheek, her hand was cold.

Ye Zichuan seemed to have no feeling, and his soul was hooked away.

"How did you come alive? They all said you were dead, how did you come back to life?" Ye Zichuan asked.

Lin Yuyao said softly: "I'm not dead, when did I die, I've been here all the time."

Her hand passed through Ye Zichuan's ear and landed on the back of Ye Zichuan's head.

The originally slender and pale jade hand now turned into dry claws, with nails like hooks, extremely black, shining with a cold light.

boom!

Without warning, Lin Yuyao flew upside down and let out a scream, like an evil spirit crying.

Ye Zichuan's eyes regained clarity, and the reincarnation eyes flashed with mysterious purple awns.

"This is your illusion? It's really weak and pathetic."

In front of these eyes, any illusion in the world is useless, and the reincarnation eye itself can perform the strongest illusion, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Ye Zichuan saw through it the first time he entered here.

The reason why he pretended to have been in illusion was that he wanted to know from the mouth of this monster what the secret of the resurrection was.

However, this monster refused to say, and even prepared to kill him.

The surrounding environment has completely changed, and the majestic halls and towering buildings have all disappeared.

All that is left is ruin and ruins.

Under the power of time, this city has been damaged, with only endless gloom and terror.

The black mist is lingering, the ghosts are fascinating, crying, howlings, and strange laughter are constantly resounding here. I don't know how many ghosts are swaying here.

And Lin Yuyao had long since disappeared, replaced by a white shadow.

The back of his chest is covered with thick hair, which hangs down to his feet, unable to see his facial features.

"How did you find out?" A gloomy voice came, with a wave of chill, invading people's souls.

Ye Zichuan looked at Bai Ying and walked over step by step: "From the first moment I entered here, I found out that this illusion of yours is so awkward that you can't bear to look straight."

"I'm here just to figure out one thing, how did you bring the indigenous chief of the tribe back to life."

"Quack." A strange laugh sounded: "Are you trying to resurrect that woman, the deepest woman in your heart? Quack, do you think I will tell you?"

The white shadow disappeared as soon as it shook, only the voice echoed around.

Then, endless black fog rushed in. In the black fog, ghosts swayed, withered ghost claws, and green ghost fire, completely submerging Ye Zichuan.

Boom!

A thunder cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and countless lightning bolts fell down. The place was illuminated in an instant, like daylight, with only blazing electric lights flickering.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

The screams of screams sounded, and in the electric light, these ghosts directly turned into green smoke and were completely shattered.

In the black fog, those ghost soldiers reappeared, amidst the lightning and thunder, their bodies exploded and turned into ashes, leaving nothing but charred seeds in place.

This is what's in their minds, similar to Gu, rooted in countless nerves and controlling their activities.

The white shadow flashed away and wanted to leave here.

Ye Zichuan's reincarnation eyes caught his trajectory and quickly chased him down.

Bai Ying's speed was too fast, and Ye Zichuan's ability to use the thunder fruit, like lightning, did not even catch him the first time.

Leaving the ruins of the ancient city, their figures disappeared into the darkness.

This underground cave is too big, and there are other cave openings. Ye Zichuan chased the ghost and entered the depths of the cave, without knowing where he was.

If there is the power of space, he can imprison the white shadow for the first time and ask the answer he wants.

But now I can only pursue it like this.

Ye Zichuan didn't know where he was, but he felt that he was going all the way down, at least to a place more than a thousand meters underground.

Suddenly, the white shadow disappeared, completely gone.

Ye Zichuan's reincarnation eyes scanned the surroundings, and he could see the dust in the air clearly, but now, there was no trace of the white shadow.

Lost it?

Ye Zichuan's face was a bit ugly, and the only clue was now broken.

After walking a few steps forward, a huge space appeared in front of him.

The cave is very large, with smooth stone walls all around.

To Ye Zichuan's surprise, he saw human traces here.

On the stone wall, there are many murals carved in them. I don't know how many years they have existed, they are almost wiped out.

There are many murals and many things to tell.

It exists like a sun god, worshipped by countless people, some stand at the tip of a pyramid, like a god descending to the earth, and others have three heads and six arms in life and are regarded as gods and beliefs.

Looking at these murals, Ye Zichuan found that the person being worshipped seemed to be the same person.

Whether it is a sun god or a creature with three heads and six arms, they are just the incarnation of a person, the embodiment of his different abilities.

A person has gone through several dynasties, spanned more than a century, and lived a long, long time.

There are even Pharaohs on the murals kneeling down to the gods, and the gods also taught him something.

"The mummy, that's how it came."

After the death of the pharaoh, the white cloth shroud was buried after a complicated and mysterious procedure, which was actually taught by the gods.

The curse of Pharaoh, the corpse does not rot for thousands of years, and the recovery of Pharaoh are all related to him.

"Quack."

The eerie and unpleasant laughter rang again.

The white shadow didn't know when it appeared here, and the cave was filled with cold breath.

Then Ye Zichuan's whole body tightened.

He felt as if he was being stared at by some wild beast, a warning sign appeared in his heart, and he felt great danger.

The blood-red light lit up, as if the ancient fierce beast opened its eyes.

A black shadow with three heads and six arms appeared behind him, with that look that made him feel that his whole body was seen through.

"Master, how about this body, it can definitely rebirth you again and resurrect in the world!" Bai Ying made a gloomy voice.

"The body of the true god is enough."