The villain is invincible

Chapter 672 The Bride of the Bone
What Mai Fan is most concerned about now is the constant rain.

It seems that both formations are related to water, but this area where it is constantly raining... seems a little strange.

Logically speaking, with such a large amount of rainfall, the water accumulation area in the opposite area should be more serious than that in this area.

But now I just look at it with the naked eye, no matter how dense the rain is, the ground over there is still dry.

There won't be any tricks here, will it?

No matter whether there is trickery or not, you have to go in.

Mai Fan tidied up the bone armor on his body.

Put the bone knife on the shoulder...

Ka Ka Ka, stepped directly into the heavy rain.

Once in the rain...

Not good... Mai Fan noticed something strange.

The overwhelming rain... the moment it collided with his bones... jingled and turned into sharp needles... bounced off by the broken bones.

He lowered his head subconsciously to prevent these thin needles from falling into his eye sockets.

What is the principle?It turns out that rain is not rain.

This is really in line with the old saying that even a knife in the sky has to break into it.

Thanks to being a bone, I am not afraid of this thing at all.

Wait, this formation is not prepared just for the bones.

This is self-protection?Or a trap?
No matter what, Mai Fan is going in to explore the way.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding ding~
There was a wonderful sound in the silent rain.

A pair of white bones is slowly walking into the black depths.

Although this scene is weird, it has an inexplicable beauty.

It's just that the skeleton hadn't been walking for a long time, and suddenly, it stopped.

Crashing~ Gululu, he actually broke himself up and buried him in the ground.

It's no wonder that Mai Fan suddenly pretended to be dead.

Because suddenly there were countless tinkling sounds not far ahead.

It's okay if it's just this, but the voice is accompanied by screams.

It is known that the Bone Clan can only make a real sound unless they transform into a human form and become a spirit...

Therefore, the voices appearing here are either the Daoists of their own clan who have already attained the Tao, or the other clans who broke in.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that Mai Fan can deal with now...

His current state is especially suitable for camouflage.

It's just that if he was naked on the surface, the ding-ding sound would be too obvious.

It is not known what the soil here is made of.

He hid in the soil, and no matter how much the rain fell, he couldn't make a sound.

As soon as Mai Fan buried himself, the noisy team came over.

Mai Fan, who could see it in the soil pores, confirmed his judgment.

What was rushing in the heavy rain was a bunch of somewhat complicated spirits.

Looking at her attire, she should be much richer than Big Mouse.

Because most of the monsters in the team have weapons.

The little leader at the head still wore a half-armor in a decent manner, obliquely covering his chest, and he already looked like a soldier.

It's just that these monsters look a bit arbitrary, with a human head and a monster body, walking on four legs.

There is also a strong smell on my body, not the stench of not taking a bath, but an even worse smell.

If the big mouse is there, it will definitely answer: Yao Qi!
Mai Fan's perception of evil spirits is also at a keen level.

Such a group of people walked with difficulty in such rain, and they did not forget to carry a sedan chair.

This sedan chair is fully covered, and it is not big, it seems that only one person can sit in it.

Slender and thin, with a thick layer of red yarn on the outside.

It looks like a wedding sedan chair that was only brought out when getting married...

And these monsters carrying it screamed and screamed after being pierced by the pouring needles, but no one dared to throw the sedan chair down and find a place to hide by themselves.

These monsters are really fighting with their own flesh and blood.

The body of a mob is now like a porcupine, basically there is no conspicuous place.

What protects them from greater harm is the evil spirit that Mai Fan feels.

Without this to offset the damage, even a demon would be stabbed to death.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

Where are they going? ?
Mai Fan silently remembered their direction, and began to crawl quietly under the soil layer.

There is no way, there is no way to see here, but when these monsters walk past, there will be a short depression on the ground.

But after a long time, it will be leveled again by the repeated rain.

Mai Fande seized this short time difference and followed the group of people.

He had a hunch that the destination of this group of people should be the same as his.

Having them lead the way would save him a lot of trouble.

In the environment of the thirteenth formation, it really provided a lot of cover for Mai Fan.

If he was crawling forward in the ordinary landform, he might have been discovered long ago.

But here, he followed intermittently for several days, and the team in front still didn't notice anything.

Until one day, bang, the sedan chair in front fell down.

Mai Fan, who was lying on the ground, looked outside... Hey!For the first time, a decent building appeared here.

This is a stockade, which is actually not right.

This is an altar erected at the cost of the collapse of all the houses.

In the center of this altar is a thick and tall pillar, reaching straight into the sky.

It is surrounded by piles of collapsed wooden houses.

It's the kind of attic with a pointed roof and tall bamboo frames that frame the house on half a floor.

And when these wooden attics fell from all directions, the spiers of each house were facing the direction of the huge pillars.

If you look down from a high position, it looks like a windmill.

The center is the fulcrum, a circle of leaf fans.

At first glance, these wooden houses are actually just a little strange in the direction of the collapse.

The real artifact of this altar is actually the main pillar.

This pillar is remarkable at first glance, with many rough symbols carved on it.

On the top of the pillars, facing the four directions of east, west, and north, are hung a pair of masks carved from bones.

The symbols on the mask are exactly the same as those on the pillars.

Mai Fan couldn't understand it before, because it looked like a very ancient text.

But after the diary translated it, Mai Fan immediately understood the function of this altar.

Uncle Yu.

This is the altar where the ancient totem prayed for rain.

As for why human bones are used... probably because people who can't survive go to the doctor in a hurry.

However, this sacrifice was a failure.

They begged for the rain they had been thinking about, but this rain would take away all those who wanted to live.

Now, the sedan chair stopped on this weird altar.

The monsters carrying the sedan chair trembled, one after another, shivering in the increasingly heavy rain.

The closer to the altar, the heavier the rain here.

Even if their monster energy can save their lives, they can't withstand such consumption.

(End of this chapter)