My street stall reaches all worlds

As Hua Qingchi said, it's not like Han Cheng didn't think about it, these skulls should be controlled by some mechanism, otherwise, they wouldn't be resurrected like this.

Only at this moment, Qingtong pointed to the sky and shouted: "Han Cheng, is there something wrong with looking at the sky?"

Following the direction of Qingtong's finger, Han Cheng looked up, only to find that there are many fine and dense lines in the air, and these fine and dense lines cannot be found without careful observation with the naked eye.

These fine threads were connected to various parts of these skeletons. It was only then that Han Cheng figured out that these skeletons were not living creatures, but controlled by threads from the sky.

It's no wonder how they hit these skeletons is useless, because the threads will reorganize these skeletons.

Now that the mystery of the mechanism has been discovered, these skeletons are naturally easy to deal with.

Only at this moment, Qingtong waved the bone whip, and cut directly at the fine line above, but he didn't expect that the line was extremely tough, Qingtong's bone whip went down, and there was no reaction.

This surprised Qingtong very much, so Qingtong yelled at Han Cheng: "This is impossible, what is going on, why is my white bone whip useless?"

Han Cheng was also a little surprised in his heart. If Qingtong's white bone whip was made of thousand-year-old black iron, there was no reason to keep cutting these threads, so Han Cheng decided to test these threads by himself.

I only saw Han Cheng fly directly into the air, and lightly touched the thin thread with his hand, but I didn't expect that the fine thread was not only strong, but also very sharp.

This Han Cheng just put his hand on it, and the thread had already cut blood beads, Han Cheng fell to the ground, looking at the bright red blood beads on his hand, he felt a little painful.

Suddenly he took a deep breath.

Seeing that Han Cheng was injured, Ren Xuebing was naturally very nervous, quickly took out the bandage and plaster in her backpack, came to Han Cheng's side, and said to Han Cheng: "Brother Han Cheng, let me help you bandage the wound. "

Han Cheng shook his head. If he said that they were surrounded by these strange skeletons now, seeing that they were about to kill them, he still had a chance to heal his wounds, so he said to Ren Xuebing: "No, let's find a way first." , deal with these things in front of you!"

When Ren Xuebing heard what Han Cheng said, she naturally collected all the things in her hands, and began to concentrate on dealing with these skeletons.

"Han Cheng, if we are so reckless, when will we go?"

Qingtong said dissatisfiedly on the side, after all, the silk thread on it is the most important thing.

After hearing Qingtong's words, Han Cheng couldn't help complaining: "I also know that the upper silk threads should be dealt with first, but the tenacity of those silk threads is too high, even your bone whip can't stop, I'm What can I do?"

Qingtong rolled her eyes, and said to Han Cheng: "Didn't you always say that you are very powerful, and that you are supernatural, and that you can't even solve such a thread, what kind of supernatural."

Hearing Qingtong mocking him like this, Han Cheng was so reconciled in his heart, so he used his internal force to shake all the skeletons away, and began to study the silk threads on them carefully.

As for the silk thread on it, although it seems to be made of ordinary materials, for some reason, these silk threads are so tough that a casual touch is enough to cut a person's flesh and blood.

If the fight continued like this, sooner or later they would run out of energy and be hacked to death by these skeletons.

After Han Cheng calmed down, he concentrated his internal energy directly on his eyes. For those who practice martial arts, their eyesight will naturally be much better than that of ordinary people. It is unmatched.

Even tiny things, I can see clearly.

After pouring his internal energy into his eye sockets, Han Cheng felt that his eye sockets were hot, as if they were full of strength.

Ren Xuebing next to him saw that Han Cheng's eyes were shining with a slight purple light, shrouded in a soft halo, and there were some patterns on his eyes, which made people very surprised at first glance.

Han Cheng looked at the silk thread with his eyes, and finally found something wrong with the thread.

Because of the infusion of internal force, Han Cheng's eyes can detect the breath changes in other people's meridians, and naturally the energy flow on the silk thread can also be seen clearly.

Han Cheng noticed that there was some blue power flowing on the fine silk thread. He didn't know what these powers were, but they were very similar to the internal strength of the human body.
This faint blue color seems to have a bit of a dangerous atmosphere, which makes people feel eerie.

Thinking about it, it is because these silk threads are covered with these forces that these silk threads are invincible, controlling these skeletons to stand up endlessly.

Han Cheng looked aside for a while, only saw that the surroundings were surrounded by stone walls, and there were no other objects, so he said to the three girls: "Look around quickly, you should be able to find some organs, if you find The power of this thread comes from there, and we can cut off this strange energy flow."

After hearing what Han Cheng said, the three girls began to search around, but they felt around, this stone room was still a stone room, and there was nothing around except stones.

So the faces of the three showed distressed expressions, only to see Hua Qingshi pouted and said to Han Cheng: "Master, there is really nothing here, could it be that you are thinking wrong?"

Han Cheng shook his head, the power here cannot appear out of thin air, there must be some kind of mechanism, as long as the mechanism is opened, the secret of this stone room will emerge.

So at this moment, Han Cheng decided to look at the stone walls around the stone room.

On the stone wall, there are actually some tiny patterns, extremely slight, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

But at this moment Han Cheng has poured his internal energy into his eyes, although he can see these patterns clearly.

I only heard Han Cheng muttering to himself: "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with these patterns?"

Hearing what Han Cheng said, Qing Tong and Ren Xuebing also fixed their eyes on these stone walls, while Hua Qingshi was still busy dealing with the skeletons to delay Han Cheng's time.

This Ren Xuebing stretched out her jade hand, slowly stroked the pattern on the stone wall, and said to Han Cheng: "The pattern on the stone wall seems to be a complete painting, but now the pattern on the stone wall seems to be disturbed. Now, maybe we can find the energy-providing substance if we put these patterns back together."