The black and white mist mixed together and then turned gray.
Wisps of gray smoke, like living things, emerged from the silence, dancing mischievously around Wei He.
The blood flowed out from the mouths of corpses lying on the ground one after another, converging into blood lines, and then converging into streams, climbing to Wei He's feet, spreading upward like vines.
The blood was entwined and crawled all the way to Wei He's arms, palms, and fingertips.
He raised his hand, gently sent the blood from his fingertips to his lips, and tasted it.
"Don't tell me?"
Wei He rolled his eyes and slowly returned to Ersa in front of him.
"I have no idea!?"
Ersa's vision began to blur. The powerful genetic resilience in her body was frantically fighting against the toxins that had invaded her body.
Large areas of internal organs are necrotic, and the immune system is on the verge of collapse.
The terrifying poison is like aqua regia, it will dissolve it quickly when it encounters flesh and bones.
Wei He stood up, walked to the window and looked out.
In the distance, there is a little red light aiming at this side.
Boom!
A shot rang out.
Terrifying spiked sniper bullets flew out from a tall building 800 meters away with three times the speed of sound.
The air is like a cloud layer, being brought out into a white ring.
Ding.
Wei He's finger appeared between the eyebrows out of thin air, holding a finger-long black spiked bullet.
Wisps of blue smoke emerged from his fingertips.
"After so many years, are these tricks still the only ones?"
Wei He flicked one hand, the bullet disappeared immediately, and returned from the original path.
A muffled hum soon floated in the distance, accompanied by the smell of blood.
Another life is gone, like a withered flower.
He looked at the several cars parked downstairs.
These cars are full of people brought by Ersa.
It's just that at this moment, these people all looked terrified, turned around and ran away.
Before he ran far, there was a faint sound of flesh and blood bursting in the car.
Invisibly, Zhenjin returned quickly.
Wei He turned around and looked at Ding Luoying who was slowly approaching.
The other party's eyes are quite complicated, frightened, fearful, but also with a hint of expectation and curiosity.
"You are really a senior of my Xuanmiao Sect?!" Ding Luoying asked softly.
"Aren't you afraid?" Wei He asked back.
"Why are you afraid? I have seen this kind of scene a long time ago." Ding Luoying tried hard to calm down her stomach that felt like vomiting, and insisted.
"Courage is commendable." Wei He looked at the corpse on the ground beside him. Think about it.
He had a thought.
All the corpses floated up one after another, gathered and entangled in one place.
Then, all their flesh and blood seemed to be squeezed by a pair of huge palms.
The crackling sound of flesh and blood shattered densely.
Soon, a faceless statue of flesh and blood appeared in the room just like before.
Wei He blew lightly, and the breath flew out, blending with the scorching hot Fentian True Kung Fu, covering the flesh and blood statue.
After the sound of a piece of water evaporating, the statue completely solidified.
"Look, is this the faceless statue you mentioned earlier?"
Wei He looked at Ding Luoying who was on the side.
Ding Luoying tried not to move her eyes away, staring at the newly formed statue and the human face on it.
Wei He perfectly restored the faceless statue he saw back then.
Except for the number of faces on the body, the rest are similar.
"YesYes." Ding Luoying replied.
"That's it" Wei He's expression darkened.
Obviously, someone used the ritual of the year in the Wei family to open the portal deep in the real world.
Then, it is very likely that everyone in the Wei family has suffered. That was his last bloodline.
At this time, downstairs, there were bursts of sirens.
Police cars drove downstairs quickly with their red and blue lights flashing.
"Let's go back."
Wei He stretched out his hand, and the faceless statue suddenly emitted black smoke, which was quickly corroded and melted.
After a while, it completely turned into a small pool of black ash and disappeared.
&nIt can't be solved every time, and when Ersa comes back, it will be destroyed directly. "The old man said lightly.
"Yes. I will convey your order to the responsible department of Dongzhou immediately." The subordinate said respectfully.
"Also, what's going on with Qisha? Is there a problem with the psychological test?" When the old man mentioned Qisha, it was obvious that the emphasis was completely different.
"Not yet. It's still the same as before, peaceful, hardworking, and full of positive emotions."
"That's good."
The old man sighed.
"Qisha is our most perfect Star Wars, as long as he has no problems, everything else doesn't matter.
Even if the rest of the Star Wars are all dead, we can always cultivate new ones, but Qisha is different"
"Understood." The subordinate bowed his head respectfully.
"Go on, I want to have a good rest." The old man said lightly.
"yes."
After everything went down, the old man raised his hand, and a black mechanical watch on his wrist automatically popped up a small receiving antenna.
At the same time, the voice of an equally old man came from inside.
"How's the situation over there?"
"Everything is going well, but" the old man paused, "However, according to the effect of the ceremony, the quality of this batch of materials has declined. The door may not last long."
Since they accidentally discovered the door leading to the mysterious and unknown space many years ago.
Severna's related research has entered a state of rapid development.
Through that gate, they used the dead soldiers to explore a lot of good things. As a result, the technological level in all aspects of Severna has been greatly improved.
But the continuous opening of the door requires a steady stream of offerings of all kinds of extraordinary immortals.
That's why they wantonly arrested the immortals everywhere. On the one hand, there is a need for doors.
On the other hand, these old people also eagerly hope that they can prolong their own lifespan through the research on the immortals.
"How long can it last?"
"Up to two months. If there are materials, it can last for two years. But now there are not enough materials."
"If there is really no other way, we can just forget it. Anyway, we already have Qisha. How is Qisha now?" A question came from the watch.
"everything is normal."
"That's good. You must always pay attention to all changes in him. After all, the original astral cells are in him"
"I will pay attention." The old man replied affirmatively.
In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the first time he saw that beautiful and perfect creature soaked in an unknown liquid.
It was a huge sleeping beast like the Kunpeng in mythology.
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