From seeing it

But the face of this statue is very finely carved and lifelike, it is exactly the same as Xiao Ling's, without any difference.

Xiao Ling raised his head and stared at the statue from the air. For some reason, he felt inexplicable sadness and desolation in his heart.

He seemed to understand suddenly that it was this statue that had been calling him in the dark.

"Why... why is there such a sad feeling... this statue... who is..."

Li Zhibao murmured: "The hands of the statue are knotted with the magic seal in Buddhism, which represents the meaning of suppression. Could it be that... it is this statue that suppressed the countless weapons and mummies below. At the end of the era, there will be an undead legion that destroys mankind, so this statue... is equivalent to suppressing this undead legion."

"Old Li, what you said is very correct. If it is true, then this statue...is terrifying. It suppressed the entire undead army by itself." Zhou Kesheng's face was serious.

"Xiao Ling, why are you crying?" Yu Tingting whispered suddenly.

Xiao Ling woke up with a start, and felt his face cool down, only to realize that it was tears when he wiped it, and he was crying for no reason.

Hastily wiped away the tears from his face, Xiao Ling's eyes glowed coldly, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

First there was the mysterious man who looked exactly like him, and now this statue appeared, more like suppressing these countless mummies.

Xiao Ling opened his eyesight and took a closer look at the statue from the air, and suddenly found that there were countless small cracks on the surface of the statue.

"If it is said that this statue really suppressed the undead army, then does the crack on the surface of the statue mean that the statue...is about to be unable to suppress it, or is this the reason why it summoned me?"

Xiao Ling thought about it, and felt that there were many doubts in his heart. There seemed to be countless secrets hidden in the legendary axis of the earth, the Shambala Cave, but he couldn't figure it out.

No one dared to go up to the mountain of corpses where mummies and weapons were piled up to take a closer look at the statue. Xiao Ling could only observe from a distance, walked around the mountain of corpses, and looked at the statue carefully. Startled, stopped suddenly.

He saw a huge hook on the back of the statue.

This is like a huge fishing rod, half of which is caught in the statue, and the other half is exposed. With this hook as the center, a large number of cracks are cracked on the back of the statue like a spider web, which is different from the tiny cracks in front of the statue. The crack on the back of the statue is huge, and in Xiao Ling's eyes, it feels like it could be completely shattered at any moment.

"It seems that the hook destroyed the statue... Could it be that the statue summoned me in the hope that I could help it remove the hook from its body?"

Xiao Ling came up with this idea inexplicably.

Looking at the statue, Zhou Kesheng's expression became even more complicated, and he murmured: "The fishhook... the fishhook... There was a record in "The Feather King" that there was a fisherman who mentioned the fishhook...Is this statue? yes……"

He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, with a look of horror on his face, then he turned his head suddenly and looked at Xiao Ling.

Suddenly, he realized that at some point, Xiao Ling was heading towards the mountain of corpses, stepping on the piled up mummies, and climbing towards the top.

Sun Tao was taken aback, and wanted to stop it, thinking that if these mummies were really the legendary undead army, it would be troublesome if Xiao Ling woke them up.

But just as Sun Tao was about to stop him, Zhou Kesheng stopped him.

He understood that Xiao Ling must have a deep meaning in doing this.

Jiang Leitian was afraid that Xiao Ling would make a mistake, so he wanted to follow, but was also stopped by Zhou Kesheng.

"Don't disturb him, he must have his intentions in doing this."

Zhou Kesheng's eyes were firm, he believed in Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling himself didn't understand why he was so impulsive, and suddenly went to climb the mountain of corpses, but he had a strong thought in his heart, that is, the statue was suffering and might be destroyed at any time, and the undead being suppressed underneath it The Legion will then awaken and end the Fifth Age.

He seemed to be able to feel the deep pain, even his back felt like a hot pain, as if the giant fishhook was hooking into his body.

He wants to pull out the hook and help the statue relieve its pain.

With agility, Xiao Ling climbed up the mummy and the piled up weapons, and quickly climbed up to the statue.

When he got closer, Xiao Ling found that the statue was exactly the same as himself, and he couldn't see the slightest difference.

He seemed to feel the pain of the statue.

He walked behind the statue, reached out, and grabbed the exposed hook.

Grabbing the hook, Xiao Ling suddenly felt a slight burning pain in his palm.

He used his strength and grasped the hook tightly. The hook immediately vibrated slightly and was slowly pulled out by him.

Almost at the same moment, a terrible warning suddenly rose in his heart, as if a huge disaster was coming. When he looked up, he saw a white line suddenly appearing above the dark sky.

This is a silk thread emitting a faint white light, and a huge fishhook that also emits a faint white light is tied to the silk thread, breaking through the sky and descending, as if someone was fishing and dropped the hook.

The fishhook exuding a faint white light came very quickly, and it reached the top of Xiao Ling's head in an instant, as if Xiao Ling was the angler's target this time.

If the hook in the statue is just a dead thing, then the fish that suddenly appeared in front of him is a real living thing. Now this strange and terrifying scene suddenly appeared, and the crowd watching under the mountain of corpses, but no one made a sound of exclamation.

This is really abnormal, Xiao Ling understands that there is only one explanation for this, that is, these people cannot see the silk thread and fishhook that suddenly appeared with a faint white light.

Xiao Ling instinctively wanted to dodge, and retreated suddenly, but the fishhook came too fast and passed through his body in an instant.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling felt a great pain in his head, as if his soul was being torn apart by something and was about to leave his body.

The pain and terror that happened at this moment was simply unimaginable. He desperately wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound.

Almost at this moment, the sky suddenly seemed to be shattered, and something came down from the sky, but it was the big hand that was as white as paper.

The long-lost pale hand unexpectedly reappeared at this moment.

The big hand came down and fell suddenly, grabbing the silk thread in the void, and the thread broke instantly.

Xiao Ling suddenly felt as if his soul had returned to its place, and the original pain and terror disappeared again, and the white-glowing fish that had just passed through him fell to the side.

He opened his eyes wide in shock, and found that above the void, the space seemed to be broken, and in the shattered space, fishhooks with silk threads appeared one after another. These silk threads were entangled with pale hands. A fight unimaginable by ordinary people was launched.