Chapter 1194 Banned Skin (12)

The pure white flawless sea of ​​tears flowed silently from the tops of the mountains.

The tears flowed one after another, carrying the grass, trees, soil and rocks all over the mountains. The pure white sea of ​​tears rolled silently, but the grass, trees, soil and rocks carried by it, and the living people drowned by the sea of ​​tears, could not remain quiet.

All kinds of noises filled the valley in an instant.

Many White Lotus sects who were not prepared and were drowned by the sea of ​​tears, only had time to stir up a few waves in the sea of ​​tears. Their facial features, palm prints and fingerprints disappeared under the pure white sea of ​​tears, and turned into bodies without any significant features, floating on the sea.

Above the heads of these bodies without any significant features, wisps of pure white candlelight drifted.

All the candlelights gathered together and flowed back to the twelve gates between heaven and earth with the sea water, leaving only the bodies without any features, floating quietly on the sea.

Not only living people and living things will be washed away by the sea of ​​tears, but also be washed away ‘cleanly’.

Even the plants, trees, sand and stones that were swept into the sea of ​​tears lost their original distinctive features and became ‘clean’, spreading on the sea surface.

On the sea surface.

More than a dozen figures struggled hard in the sea of ​​tears.

All of these more than ten people wore thick rattan armor, which was hung with iron talismans, and wore a kind of leather cover that seemed to be made of animal skin on their heads.

As they turned their bodies in the sea of ​​tears, it was revealed that the front and back of the leather cover had different faces painted on them. In addition, their joints could rotate, unlike ordinary people who could only rotate to a certain angle, but could rotate almost 360 degrees - so it was difficult for people to tell which side of their bodies was the ‘front’ and which side was the ‘back’.

These more than ten people should belong to a certain sect of the White Lotus Sect.

They were no different from other ordinary White Lotus sect members. They would not struggle for more than a few times in the sea of ​​tears before all their features were washed away and they would ‘drowned’ in the sea of ​​tears. The special animal skins that covered their bodies exuded a certain charm, repeatedly dispelling the rolling tears that kept gathering around them.

The sea of ​​tears kept gathering towards the crowd and was constantly dispelled.

Taking this opportunity, the crowd kept swimming towards a ‘land’ formed by the gathering of corpses that had lost all their features. They supported each other and finally climbed onto the ‘land’ formed by the gathering of corpses.

The figure with the ‘pixiu’ and ‘taotie’ facial patterns on the front and back hugged a horizontal bar in the pile of corpses and then climbed on it. He then reached out and pulled up several companions who were still sinking in the sea of ​​tears.

The dozen people started to pull together the soil, rocks, and plants in the pile of corpses, and barely pieced together a tattered raft.

Everyone looked around.

In the vast sea of ​​tears, white light rose like mist, covering the mountains.

Countless people fluttered and struggled in the sea of ​​tears, and after a few cries, they melted in the white light, leaving only corpses without any characteristics floating and gathering on the sea.

Candlelights lit up on the heads of those corpses.

The light bands formed by the candlelight converged towards the twisted and illusory portals surrounding the sea of ​​tears in all directions.

"It's so cruel...

This time, at least thousands of people will be drowned in the sea of ​​tears before they can react in time?" The head depicted the figures of the 'God of Fire' and the 'God of Thunder' on both sides, and then stabilized his body on several horizontal beams, looking at the candlelights swaying in the boundless sea of ​​tears, he was immediately shocked and said in shock.

"The leader of the Zhenkong sect is also fierce." The man who pulled all his companions to the surface of the sea and had the facial patterns of "Taotie" and "Pixiu" painted on both sides of his head said in a deep voice, "He swallowed so many lives at once, and he must have done it to fight the God who killed all his human bodies.

Does that God... look like our master?

I think his voice is a bit similar."

"At such a distance, who can see his face clearly?

But his voice is indeed very similar." Another duck voice who was in the process of changing his voice said.

They talked to each other for a few words, and suddenly they all looked at a companion who was sitting in the corner and silent. Their companion had the face of "Maitreya Buddha" painted on the front of his head, and the face of "Ming Wang" painted on the back.

"Mr. Wenyuan, you have been with Ming Wang for the longest time. Do you think that God looks like our Ming Wang?" The tallest man with the facial patterns of "Pixiu" and "Taotie" asked the "Maitreya Buddha".

Upon hearing this, the Maitreya Buddha Face sighed, "It must be the Ming King..."

"It's really the Ming King!"

"Then we should be safe and sound and can get through this great calamity!"

"I thought I was going to drown in the sea of ​​tears of the Vacuum Sect Leader..."

When everyone heard what the Maitreya Buddha Face called 'Mr. Wenyuan' said, their tone suddenly became excited and they all spoke out.

Although they have unique means to support themselves in this sea of ​​tears for a while, they will definitely not be able to support themselves for too long. If the sea of ​​tears does not disappear, they will inevitably die if they are immersed in it for a long time.

Therefore, although they did not show it on their faces, they were already worried and their spirits were always in a tense state. At this time, they got a definite answer from 'Mr. Wenyuan', and the fear in everyone's heart was swept away!

Only the tall man remained calm. He turned to Mr. Wenyuan and said with some worry in his voice, "Mr. Wenyuan, has something happened?"

Mr. Wenyuan was silent for a moment and said, "The 'life-suppressing image' on my body is about to break, and the evil spirit inside can no longer be suppressed..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"What?!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Quickly take off the 'forbidden skin' on your body. There is still a way to remedy it. The worst is to push the Yasheng Statue into the sea of ​​tears, and let the sea of ​​tears and the Yasheng Statue press the fierce dog bite the dog!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wenyuan, let me help you take it off!"

While everyone was talking, they all approached Mr. Wen Yuan, helped him take off his rattan armor, and pulled apart the fine stitches on the unknown animal skin sheath on his body.

'Mr. Wenyuan' allowed them to help him take off the rattan armor on his body and the 'forbidden skin' that painted the face of Maitreya Buddha and the face of King Ming. At the same time, he said: "I am ashamed of you..."

"What's wrong with you?

You have helped us brothers in the Huangdao Association a lot. In the past few dangerous situations, we relied on your experience in the world to get through it.

Now that you are in trouble, we cannot ignore you! "

"Yes, Uncle Wenyuan, the ghost in the statue is about to resurrect. Although it is dangerous for us, it is not a big deal. If you hide it, it will lead to a big disaster..."

"That's not what I'm talking about..." Mr. Wen Yuan said slowly.

"You don't have to worry about other things..."

"Except for this, everything else is trivial, not worth mentioning!"

"..."

"The talisman is lost..." Wen Yuan said suddenly while everyone was talking.

At this time, everyone had stripped off his rattan armor and the 'forbidden skin' sewn from animal skin.

Under the thick forbidden skin, with many inexplicable lines sewn with silk threads, all of which converged toward the front and back faces of the gods, an old man carrying a half-man Takagi shrine was revealed.

The old man has gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face.

In the wooden shrine behind him, two small wooden doors were tightly locked, and wisps of strange charm seeped out from the wooden doors.

There are sutures around this wooden shrine, and those sutures are all connected to the 'forbidden skin' that was ripped off the old man's body, and traces of strange charm pass through each suture. Flow into the forbidden skin.

At this time, not only was the charm flowing within the forbidden skin, but it was also flowing out from the many gaps in the wooden shrine.

The gloomy and strange rhyme turned the skin on the neck of 'Mr. Wenyuan' - 'Wu Wenyuan' of Sanyang Society - into a blue-gray color.

The Sanyang Congregation and the Huangdao Congregation who surrounded Wu Wenyuan just removed the forbidden skin and the shrine from Wu Wenyuan. Suddenly they heard the brief words coming from Wu Wenyuan's mouth, and they were all stunned.

"What does the talisman... lost... mean?" The tall figure with the 'taotie facial pattern' facing Wu Wenyuan - the leader of the Yellow Rice Society, 'Qin Heng', asked in a stern voice.

Wu Wenyuan lowered his head, his face full of guilt: "When I was struggling in the sea of ​​tears, I accidentally dropped the talisman that King Ming passed to me. Without this talisman, I would not be able to contact King Ming..."

When Qin Heng heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

Most people also fell silent.

Only a few two or three people were unaware of the situation, so they spoke out: "King Ming is in this area now, so it doesn't matter if he loses the talisman? We have other ways to get in touch with King Ming!"

The companions were silent, most of them unwilling to pay attention to the speaker.

Some people whispered: "The sea of ​​tears submerged the vast mountains here. The scope of this mountain range is more than dozens of miles?

Now we are on the Sea of ​​Tears. Where can you find traces of the surrounding peaks?

With such a vast sea of ​​tears, how can we get in touch with Prince Ming?

How could he hear me shouting for help...

The forbidden skin on our bodies can’t last much longer…”

The companion's explanation made everyone feel depressed.

The sea of ​​tears flows silently.

The cries for help that had been heard one after another around him now gradually faded away.

Members of the Sanyang Society and the Huangdao Society were floating on the sea on driftwood. The pieces of 'forbidden skin' on their bodies were gradually getting rid of the stitches one by one. They were about to lose their identity and disappear under the sea of ​​tears. .

At the same time, under the pure white sea, red lines suddenly appeared.

Those scarlet threads swam in the white sea water, like sharks that smelled the smell of blood. Clusters and strands were all heading towards the people who were still struggling to support themselves on the sea.

"Hehehe..."

Waves of female voices followed the red thread and lingered in everyone's ears.

Under the white light sea, scarlet shadows appeared.

Those shadows, ranging from small to large, appeared out of the water in an instant - a female corpse with a phoenix crown and a halo, suddenly grabbed everyone's arms and ankles, and pulled them away under the sea of ​​tears!