When the spear was pressing against your chest, Wang Jingzhe said, "If you kill us, you will not be able to get out. I am not stupid. You are their great prophet, that's all my business? Could it be that you can still count on what I say to you? You are a big prophet, a little too unworthy of your reputation. Why didn't you predict your own ending? Or, like me, you cannot endorse yourself, it's not... a prophecy."

Wang Jingzhe said it very seriously, but he was confused in the witch's ears. She frowned and asked, "I just need to kill you. I am so familiar with reincarnation. Everyone here has turned around and there is no mistake."

Wang Jingzhe turned his head, looked at the other end of the valley, and said lightly: "The miasma has dissipated, the previous formation has been broken, but then I put it on it for a while, which is more complicated than the previous one, and it is complicated. I bet this will be a slut array that you have never seen in your life. After all, you have stayed here in your life, and I used the Qimen Dunjia cloth in the three great Chinese books. Oh, by the way, you may not even hear this name, let alone understand it, you can't break it."

The expression on the witch's face became solemn. Wang Jingzhe was not stupid, nor was she stupid. Naturally, he could see how true what the other party said was.

The witch turned her head and signaled to the person behind her. Then five people came out and walked quickly towards the hillside of the valley. Even if she believed it, she had to verify it.

She wanted to see if anyone could walk up there. Even if anyone could walk up there, he would die if he couldn't walk out of the mountain above.

At this moment, suddenly, a group of frightened birds flew past the valley, and then a goshawk spread his wings and hovered on it.

The eagle looks familiar, it is that one.

Burigude looked up and glanced lightly. Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao suddenly understood. This guy didn't know when he saw the problem, but he actually called his eagle over.

A moment later, four of the five people who had left before came back hurriedly. Seeing this, the witch's expression immediately became stiff. The person who came back knelt in front of her and whispered a few words. She looked at Wang Jingzhe in disbelief.

They said that when a person dies, he dies the same way as before.

"Actually, if you discuss it with me, I may not be able to think of a solution for you," said Wang Jingzhe.

The witch sighed faintly, closed her eyes slowly, and said, "Is it really an irresistible curse?"

"My curse is also irresistible, but I have been trying to find ways to resist it. For this reason, the three generations of our Wang family and I have been working hard all the time. Even if I have never seen any hope until now, I have never given up..." Wang Jingzhe said a little lonely. He still had some insights into the witch. That kind of helplessness and struggle would make people feel extremely at a loss.

From a certain point of view, the witch and Wang Jingzhe belong to the same type of people. They were tightly imprisoned by the shackles of fate. They wanted to break free and transcend, but there was no other way. Both of them were not appointed, but the difference was that Wang Jingzhe was the right way in the world and was vicissitudes of life. The witch's sword was a deviant move, and he also inserted a sword into the iron plate.

The witch opened her eyes and asked casually: "What will I say now? Can you still believe it?"

Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said, "I believe in your ghost."

"Kill them" the witch raised her hand and fell down gently again.

"Swish" In an instant, a black shadow rushed down in the air. The eagle in Burigude suddenly rushed down with lightning speed and a pair of sharp claws grabbed the skull of the man holding the spear in front of Wang Jingzhe without any warning.

The strength of the eagle claws reaches the extreme, and it is no problem to scratch a stone slab and torture a person's head.

"Crack" The man's skull immediately rotted after grabbing, and blood and brain mass burst out and splashed all over the floor.

After the goshawk grabbed it, his wings suddenly paused, and his body drew an arc and swept to the other side, leading the person in front of the grass directly under the altar. Then it came to Burigude, stretched out his claws on his shoulder and grabbed the hemp rope tied to them.

"Swish" the goshawk flapped his wings and flew high, the rope cracked in response to the sound, and the three of them were immediately out of trouble.

The Tungus crowd was slightly rioting, and many people took up their weapons and wanted to rush to the altar, but at this moment, a colorful beetle penetrated into one person without any warning, then quickly broke out, flew in the air, and rushed towards the person closest to him. The one who had just fallen to the ground curled up in pain, struggled a little, and then stopped moving.

The witch stood quietly outside the crowd, looking at the chaotic scene, and her head turned around and thought about the curse left by this place of origin, that is, when they betray the gods, they will be doomed.

That's true?

The Tungus people who were imprisoned here have long lost the ability to act and think in normal people. They have been reincarnated over and over again, just like the children of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. While they have lost their human nature, they have even limited their strength to resist, and their bodies are not as weak and depressed as they are.

This is a group of walking dead people.

He has the ability to walk dead, but does not have the ability to zombies.

Blood was falling and splashing everywhere. Wang Jingzhe looked at Burigude. The other party seemed to know what he was going to say, so he frowned and said, "Don't look at me. I am the guardian of the grassland. This place is so close to the grassland. If they really let them go out in the future, they can't say what kind of disaster it will bring to the grassland. There is a possibility of devastation in life."

Wang Jingzhe nodded and said, "I understand."

Wang Jingzhe understood that he meant to kill, and there was no need to leave any living mouths. If these people died, they could restore peace to the grassland.

In Burigude's heart, he no longer had the expectation and longing for the place of origin, and his beliefs did not collapse, but the character here collapsed.

The killings were going on, and many of the Tungus people died. They seemed to be fearful of death and rushed forward one after another.

Then, a strange scene appeared. A wisp of soul appeared on the dead bodies of those dead people, and they were always in a state of ignorance, and then suddenly floated to the altar.

This may be the beginning of the reincarnation of this place of origin.
Chapter completed!