The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 166 The Torn Sky

After Zhou Sheng'an died, Luo Qian took the two scapegoat dolls from him and buried his black coffin in a corner of the cemetery.

Then he stood up, stared coldly ahead, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not far ahead.

A dark figure is sitting in the cemetery. There is an old piano in front of him. His arms are lightly resting on the piano. A pair of invisible hands is playing an old piano in a strange way. a piece of music.

jingle jingle~
Like the ethereal sound from a music box, every syllable touches people's heartstrings.

One person and one piano, sitting in the dark cemetery looks particularly weird.

Not only that.

A few hundred meters behind Lejia, a figure wearing a priest's uniform and holding a Bible was wandering around, seemingly looking for something.

Not long.

The pastor stopped in front of a huge old grave, flipping the Bible in his hand and muttering some curse at the corner of his mouth.

"I found you~"

The old tomb seemed to have lost its support and collapsed instantly, exposing a murderous coffin. As the priest opened the coffin lid, a strong corpse in military uniform suddenly appeared.

The chest of this corpse was covered with medals of different styles. It seemed that the suppression of the grave soil had disappeared, or the restraints of the coffin were no longer there. One of the medals trembled, and ferocious cracks appeared. The medals quickly shattered. It turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated.

Followed by.

The member of the God-killing Cult code-named Corporal stood up again, and his creepy face returned to a bit of death.

Half of the faces were covered with dense eyes, all of which were staring at Luo Qian in the distance.

"Go and trample on him~"

The priest said coldly, as if giving an order.

The corporal's strong body moved, stepping on the thick grave soil step by step, causing the entire cemetery to tremble.

Luo Qian had a panoramic view of all these scenes. His dead face squirmed slightly, and a large amount of grave soil mixed with anger spread in all directions.

The old grave was shaking, the grave soil was spreading, dead arms emerged from the grave soil, and all the evil ghosts buried in it in the past were released at this moment.

Followed by.

Luo Qian raised his arms, and his body was suspended from the grave soil. His whole body stagnated in the air as if he could fly, and the countless grave soil around him flew towards the sky.

He is the owner of the cemetery and the master of this cemetery. Today, he must completely bury the three members of the God-killing Cult.

next moment.

The hollow piano sound suddenly stopped, and was replaced by a rusty violin in the musician's hand. He put the violin on his shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

As the violin played, a large number of crawling ghosts stopped in unison, and a powerful force was injected into the bodies of these ghosts.

New rules of killing were imposed on them.

At this moment, all the ghosts' targets were pointed at Luo Qian.

Luo Qian's face became angry, and he gently raised his right hand. The supernatural power of the grave soil burst out, and these cold figures were buried in a large amount of grave soil.

The spread of grave soil continued, quickly heading towards Le Jia. The thickness of the grave soil on the ground increased instantly, forming an insurmountable high wall of grave soil. Le Jia and his instruments seemed to have fallen into a deep pit. generally.

But as soon as the grave soil approached, it was blocked by some kind of terrifying supernatural being, as if there was a spherical barrier in the air that blocked the approach of other supernatural beings.

The priest's figure emerged from behind Lejia, his terrifying eyes staring at Luo Qian in the air. Lejia understood and immediately lowered his upper body, revealing the dead man's back covered with corpse spots.

The priest strode up and stepped on Le Jia's back. A powerful supernatural erosion made Le Jia's body tremble instantly. At this moment, he seemed to be suffering from great pain.

Even the violin he was playing was shaking uncontrollably, and there was a strange murmur in the syllables, like countless believers praying.

"My dear God, let this cemetery fall into complete silence!"

The pastor's voice was extremely cold, and the Bible in his hand was flipping rapidly. As he used some kind of terrifying supernatural power, a terrifying shadow emerged less than a hundred meters behind him.

The ghost was always following him, and every time he turned another page of the Bible, it would get closer to him.

So the priest found a member of the God-killing Cult code-named Corporal.

now.

The terrible soldier appeared between the priest and the shadow, blocking the ghost's progress with his body.

But the horror level of this ghost was unbelievable. It just took a slight step forward, and the corporal's body trembled for an instant. The aura of the living person quickly disappeared, and dense patches of corpses emerged.

he died.

corresponding.

The medal on the corporal's chest trembled, and a rusty medal helped him block this fatal attack.

Then, the corporal woke up again, raised his two arms and pinched the ghost's neck. The supernatural force exerted by thousands of human lives dragged the ghost back even once.

But the priest continued to use supernatural powers, and the ghost became restless again and killed the corporal for the second time.

But the corporal has more than thirty medals, which is enough for the pastor to read more than thirty Bibles.

It is this strange supernatural balance that has caused earth-shaking changes in the entire cemetery.The thick tomb soil is cracking, and deep trenches are emerging, as if the door to hell is slowly opening.

The old tomb collapsed, and the evil ghosts were not spared. A large number of strange figures all fell into the bottomless cracks. Terrible wailing sounds came from the ground, as if there were countless resentful spirits below making heart-rending cries. Screams.

Even though Luo Qian tried his best to remedy the situation and controlled a large amount of grave soil to fill these cracks, the gaps continued to expand, and that little grave soil was of no help at all.

He frowned deeply, retreated to a safe area, raised his right hand, and erected many strange old graves.

A strange stone tablet was drilled out of the soil in front of the old grave, and terrifying figures emerged from the old grave one after another.

"Bury them!"

It was like a god giving an order, even a fierce ghost could not resist.

All the strange figures raised their arms in unison, and used their sharp nails to carve the corporal's name on the stone tablet.

Luo Qian did not choose to target the priest and Lejia directly. Their supernatural level was too high and there was a high probability that they would not be able to be buried with tombstones.

Therefore, burying the corporal was the best option.

"I can bury you once, and I can bury you a second time!"

Luo Qian's tone became cold and he quickly finished carving the corporal's name.

Another corner of the cemetery.

The corporal who was blocking Li Gui's advance suddenly felt an irresistible pulling force coming from his feet. This force came from the entire cemetery, and his body sank into the thick grave soil uncontrollably.

"Get me back!"

The priest glanced at the corporal behind him solemnly and shouted sharply.

A powerful supernatural power erupted, and the graves around the corporal moved away instantly, as if they were instinctively avoiding something terrible.

Not only that.

Among the graves at the corporal's feet, the countless dead people's arms retracted their hands, as if they had touched a soldering iron.

Seeing this, Luo Qian's head turned slightly and looked at the countless ghosts who were ready. He activated the power of the grave soil to act on these ghosts. The grave soil spread along the ghosts' bodies like poisonous snakes and controlled their arms. .

He was the only one who used this power just now, and it was not superimposed.

Now, the endless ghosts in the cemetery are helping him.

The combined power is beyond imagination.

The same is true.

After the second supernatural confrontation began, the priest's supernatural spell could no longer resist the power of the grave soil. The corporal, who was half trapped, could only be helplessly pulled into the cemetery this time.

Darkness fell suddenly.

After the corporal who blocked the ghost was buried, the ghost's speed increased significantly, and the priest's face became extremely gloomy.

"Help me stop that ghost, I'm going to overturn this cemetery!"

The musician didn't dare to disobey the order, so he immediately took out a harmonica from his arms, put it to his mouth and played a strange piece of music.

The ghost's speed quickly slowed down a lot, as if it was gradually falling into a deep sleep, but this state could only last a few seconds. Every once in a while, it would suddenly wake up and continue walking forward.

It falls silent again until the music comes into play again.

Use this time.

The pastor opened the Bible directly to the last page.

On the old paper, a hand that was extremely mottled and covered with corpse spots stood out.

"My dear God, please allow me to use your power and your hands to completely take away this cemetery!"

The terrifying supernatural power spread quickly, causing the surrounding grave soil to rapidly age, solidify, and then become dry and cracked.

Even the musician's music quickly lowered its volume as if it was mute.

Followed.

The pastor placed his hand on the page of the Bible, and his right hand overlapped with the hand on the page, and then merged into the book.

A terrible phenomenon occurred.

The dark cemetery sky seemed to suddenly light up, the darkness suddenly disappeared, and a broad hand reaching to the sky appeared in the sky.

The entire sky was replaced by this hand. Looking around, Luo Qian could even see the clear fingerprint veins on this hand.

The corpse spots cling to the sky like psoriasis and refuse to leave. The coldness is gathering, and the terrifying power is spreading.

All the old graves on the ground seemed to be oppressed by some huge force. They collapsed instantly and turned into a thin two-dimensional plane.

Luo Qian's heart tightened when he saw this hand move, and its five fingers contracted towards him as if they were trying to grab the whole world.

At this moment, all the hairs on his body stood up.

The sense of oppression and suffocation ensued, and huge holes began to be torn in the sky.
(End of this chapter)