I don't know when the wind rose in the dark ancient forest, and the blood-robed disciple couldn't help but shiver when it blew past. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He hurriedly used his aura to expel the strange cold qi that had invaded his body, and as Feng Xing's question fell, his eyes trembled, and he looked around again.

This is the sight...... than the Netherworld...... Too much horror......

As the blood-robed disciple looked at it, the towering ancient trees around him, the lush branches and leaves that were originally green were actually yellowish for some reason.

The strange thing is that not only does it not fall with the wind, but also emits a trace of gray gas that is difficult to see with the naked eye, and when it penetrates into the human body, it is bone-chilling.

This is nothing, what makes the blood-robed disciples frightened in their hearts is the dried corpses lying on the pitch-black ground around them!

There are ordinary demon beasts, ancient relict beasts, and even human monks, without exception, they all seem to have been drained of their blood by something, and turned into a terrifying dried corpse.

Dried corpses are actually not uncommon in the Yin Ghost Sect, but the strange thing is that the faces of these dried corpses here are actually full of enjoyment, as if they encountered something wonderful before they died, and they couldn't feel the coming of death.

And as soon as the wind blows, they will dissipate little by little, turn into ashes, and completely annihilate in this world.

From time to time, there was a roar and thunder in the distance, but it was still silent, as if it had formed a realm of its own, and it was incompatible with the ancient woodland in the distance.

Ghost Scale glanced at Feng Xing, tightened his palms, seemed to recall something, there was a moment of jealousy in his eyes, and it took a long time to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and shook his head: "I can't tell you clearly, when we arrived, that person happened to leave." ”

Who is that man?

Feng Xing frowned, not ignoring the jealousy in the eyes of the ghost scales, and even saw the suppressed tremors on his arms.

It can make the ghost scales of the Jindan Great Perfection Realm feel jealous...... No...... It should be said...... Who is the sacredness of the fearful person?

Could it be an old monster in the Mahayana period? Feng Xing couldn't help but suffocate his breath, and he was also instantly vigilant when he thought of this.

However, the ghost scale shook his head, as if he saw what Feng Xing was thinking at the moment, and he tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, before he hoarsely voiced and said, "It's not the Mahayana period...... I once had the privilege of meeting the Ghost Claw Ancestor and knowing the horrors of the Mahayana period......"

"But...... That person is by no means a Mahayana ......"

"Isn't it the Mahayana period?" Feng Xing's face changed, his heart trembled, and he didn't dare to think deeper.

But Oni Scale took a deep breath, but it was a shocking remark: "That's definitely ...... Transcendent Mahayana existence!"

At this moment, the ghost's eyes burst out with an astonishing streamer, and his breathing became a little short, no longer as calm as usual.

There was a buzz, as if a huge bell shook in Feng Xing's mind, which made Feng Xing's mind blank for a long time, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

He didn't even notice the sudden change in his voice, and when he took two steps forward, he was shocked and asked, "You mean to turn into a god?!"

But before the words could be completely spoken, he shook his head and denied: "Impossible! The Transformation God has not appeared in the cultivation realm for tens of thousands of years!"

"Why is it impossible?" The emotions in Ghost Scale's heart had completely calmed down, and his eyes were a little dark at the moment, and he looked at Feng Xing deeply: "You say...... I Yin Ghost Sect...... Is there a god who has become a god?"

I Yin Ghost Sect...... Is there a ...... of avatar?

Feng Xing's footsteps paused, and the whole person was stunned in place, and his mind was filled with this question in an instant, constantly echoing.

"The Ghost Spring Ancestor sealed the coffin as early as a hundred years ago, and it is said that at that time...... He is already a Mahayana consummation ......"

The words of the ghost scales had a deep meaning, Feng Xing didn't want to think about it anymore, and he was also deeply shocked, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he looked at another dried corpse that was blown away by the breeze around him in a daze.

"Ghost Spring...... Old Ancestor ......" Feng Xing muttered in his mouth, unable to see the expression on his face.

However, the blood-robed disciple on the side was dumbfounded, and even completely forgot his previous fear: "Ghost, Senior Brother Ghost Scale, you, what you said is true?"

The ghost scales' eyes flashed, and he looked at him deeply, without speaking, and then turned to look at Feng Xing and signaled:

"You're late, the dried corpses here are almost weathered, let's go to Liu Ming's side, maybe there are still a few intact dried corpses. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and led the way in front, and as he walked, he turned his head sideways and asked Feng Xing, who was following closely: "Liu Ming said that you like to study ancient books and ancient books, I hope you can see some clues, and it is best to trace the root of its magic." ”

There is a strong meaning in the ghost scales, but more of a suppressed expectation.

This may seem strange to others, but in the Yin Ghost Sect, it is like this.

I was afraid in my heart, but I couldn't suppress the excitement of wanting to explore.

Otherwise, how could the blood-robed disciple who was extremely frightened would go back to bring Feng Xing with him? He didn't return at this moment, holding the huge bone hammer in his hand, and followed closely behind Feng Xing and the others.

Feng Xing was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded in response: "I'll try my best." ”

After receiving the answer, the ghost scales immediately sped up, and led the two of them to shuttle quickly through this strange ancient forest, and finally stopped in a wide clearing.

Before they could get closer, Feng Xing and the blood-robed disciple took a deep breath, and when they arrived at this moment, they were even more shocked in their hearts.

I saw that in the wide open space, there were dead leaves all over the ground, and the ground had turned into a black and purple color for some reason, flashing with a strange coldness.

At this moment, it was shrouded in a layer of translucent formation, in which thousands of dried corpses were piled up horizontally, and the scene was not the slightest blood, but it made people's hearts tremble, and they didn't feel terrified.

And that formation of rules was laid by the two of them together to prevent those dried corpses from weathering, but even so, as time passed, there were still many dried corpses that disappeared on their own and turned into a pile of dead ashes.

Walking into the formation, Feng Xing looked at Liu Ming, who was squatting in front of a demon beast corpse not far away, and did not bother, after nodding to the ghost scales and the blood-robed disciple, he also walked straight to a dried corpse that had not yet weathered, frowned and studied.

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The thunder in the distance was endless, rumbling out of a range of thousands of feet, which made many monks alarmed, and they all guessed that it was the cultivator of that force who was crossing the calamity again.

In the ruins of an ancient city, a man in a fancy costume was slowly walking out, and he felt the power of the heavenly thunder in the distance at this moment, and his steps suddenly stopped.

When he looked up, he looked in the direction of the Thunder Tribulation, and his eyes flashed with a strange meaning: "It seems to be the Ninety-Nine Little Thunder Tribulation...... Newborn Baby...... It seems to be the most delicious~"

The man licked his lips, exuding a strange aura at this moment, and raised his hand to grab it towards the void at random, but he actually grabbed a middle-aged monk from nowhere.

The middle-aged monk was horrified, he was just following from a distance, and he was not ready to intercept it, how could he be discovered?

However, in the next moment, the expression on his face instantly stiffened, and his body dried up at a terrifying speed in an instant, and finally turned into a terrifying dried corpse after just one breath!

The look of fear on his dry face was strangely ...... after the man in the fancy costume threw it down It turned into an expression of enjoyment......

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