But at this moment, the long-legged sister suddenly called out: "Little brother, be careful!"

Before the long-legged lady finished her sentence, I found that the rock full of bullet holes in front of me was actually moving. Yes, it was moving! The rock was trembling and whirring, as if it was a sleeping giant.

Is snoring.

I was so shocked that I didn't care about anything else at the time. I grabbed the iron pillars on both sides and climbed back slowly.

As a result, before I climbed two or three meters, a blue-gray human face actually appeared from the crack in the rock.

The face seemed to grow in the stone, pulled out from the cracks of the rock like plasticine. Its nose, mouth and eyes were all squeezed together, making it extremely ugly. Even among monsters, it would be considered a long-term disability.

It's the kind that's gone, and the surface of the skin is covered with raised fleshy bumps.

I was stunned at the time. I have seen a lot of weird and weird things, but this was the first time I saw something as ugly as this. I was instantly scared out of my mind.

"Fat man, what the hell are you doing standing still? Shoot!" I greeted loudly.

"Okay, okay, look at Fatty's magic gun." The fat man picked up the AK47 and fired a precise burst at the rock.

The AK47's penetrating power is so strong that it can penetrate even bulletproof vests. The terrifying face was disfigured by the fat man as soon as he came across it. Three big holes were punched out, and he immediately let out a miserable scream.

Call.

Damn, this thing is so ugly both in appearance and sound. In my opinion, disfiguring it is tantamount to plastic surgery.

Seeing that person's face being hit by the fat man, I repeatedly covered my chest and said, "What a close call, what a close call!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the human face melted like mud and burrowed into the rock again.

This strange sight made us all stunned for a moment.

Before we could figure out what was going on with this face, another burst of throat-piercing screams came from the Great Rift Valley. The last person in the black suit under the long-legged sister was inexplicably killed by two or three people.

Meter-long gray claws dug into the cracks of the rock.

"Miss Nangong, save me, save me..." At this time, his head and shoulders were stuck in the crevices of the rocks and he couldn't get out. He was covered in blood, and he only had one breath left.

The crack in the rock was only twenty or thirty centimeters wide. How could there be room for another person to pass through? But the claws were extremely powerful. After resting for a while, they actually pulled the black suit in. I saw that the black suit was

The body of the suit was ravaged and deformed, the limbs were twisted, the broken bones were pierced through the skin, and blood spurted out along the cracks like a fountain. A bloody storm immediately broke out in the Great Rift Valley.

"Damn it, what's going on? There's another one here." The fat man shouted with a pale face.

"It seems there is more than one..." I yelled, picked up the submachine gun left behind by the black suit, and fired at the paw. But the bullet hit the paw, and the paw instantly melted like plasticine.

, and retracted into the rock.

"Hide, damn, I want you to hide. Miss Nangong will throw a grenade and blow it up even with rocks!" the fat man said with red eyes.

"No, you can't use grenades here. Once the grenade explodes, the collapsed rocks will bury us alive." Long-legged Sister said.

Seeing that the fat man was still in the mood to fight, I frowned and said, "Don't worry about it for now, get out quickly! There are so many things here, and they are very evil. If you are a little late, we will all have to account for them here."

However, I was about to lead everyone to escape in the direction of the big iron gate, when I suddenly felt something holding me tightly around my waist.

Without thinking, I pulled out my sharp paratrooper knife and stabbed my waist randomly. Unexpectedly, instead of being scared, the thing holding my waist tightened even more. I looked down and saw something in the rocks beside me.

It actually stretched out several gray claws and pulled me in!

When the others saw that I had been hit, they all raised their weapons and fired fiercely at the stone. However, fragments of the stone were flying everywhere, and dust was everywhere. Those claws still dragged me desperately, like a starving ghost.

They usually drag me into the eighteenth level of hell.

Fortunately, there were many iron pillars inlaid around me. I put away my paratrooper knife and began to hug an iron pillar desperately to prevent myself from being dragged away.

The fat man kept firing, but seeing no effect, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, took off his shirt and exposed his fat body, hugged me and dragged me in the opposite direction.

Seeing that those gray claws couldn't pull me away, they let out a series of whining moans, just like the owls crying in the graveyard in the middle of the night. Then the entire Great Rift Valley seemed like an erupting volcano, with large chunks of rocks falling towards me.

falling off.

Crash, crash, crash, everyone was afraid of being hit by those rocks, so they scattered one after another.

But at this moment, a terrifying scene happened!

I saw those large rocks rolling down, like Transformers. First they emitted steam and bubbles, and then slowly condensed into the shape of a human face.

His face looked exactly like the ugly one I just met. He was as gray and gloomy.

These human faces are like newly baked ghost dolls, giving us a stiff smile.

To be honest, we have never encountered such a monster!

It is actually able to condense and form in the cracks of the rocks, as if the entire Great Rift Valley is their blood and flesh, and has long been integrated into one.

The fat man was stunned and cursed: "Damn it! Did I read it right? The stone came back to life."

"You read that right, these are the stones, they are resurrected." I said fearfully. These monsters are a bit like the Shiyanluo we met in the Yellow River, but they are different. The Shiyanluo just looks like stones, but these ugly monsters are

It's a real stone.

"It's done! And this thing, it's so fucking bloody." The fat man could hardly close his mouth. He was holding the AK47 stupidly, still unable to believe the scene he saw: "Stones can turn into spirits, how can this world be so good?"

Let no one live..."

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and fight back!" I scolded the fat man and said, "If there are just ordinary monsters hidden here, how could the five thousand troops sent by Cao Cao be completely wiped out?"

"Nonsense, Fatty, of course I know how to fight back, but look." After saying that, Fatty fired at a rock rolling on the ground, but as soon as the bullet touched the face on the rock, the face instantly turned into a puddle.

The gray plasticine condenses and forms again after a few seconds.

"Bullets hitting them are of no use at all. How the hell can we do this?"

"Then we can't wait to die!" I cursed.

Seeing that the two of us were still arguing, the long-legged sister said with a livid face: "You all, stop arguing now! You see, although these faces are hard to guard against, they have not completely separated from the stone walls on both sides. There must be some way inside, otherwise

Cao Cao would not have locked these evil spirits in the valley so smoothly."

After hearing Sister Long-Legs' explanation, I immediately nodded and said, "Yes, these faces look difficult to deal with, but there must be some nemesis."

"What nemesis?" the fat man asked.

"I don't know, I'm afraid I have to think about it." I shook my head.

"Damn it! By the time you think it through, the grass on Fatty's grave will be three to four meters high."

Although what the fat man said was unpleasant, the crisis situation at hand really did not allow us to think too much, so I said: "Let's retreat to the big iron gate first!"

We tried to retreat as far back as possible, back to back, to prevent being attacked by the claws in the rocks.

But I found that the old blind man was still standing there with a cane, his face was sometimes tangled and then relaxed, as if he had some countermeasures, so I quickly asked: "Old Ghost, do you know how to deal with these faces?" (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!