Sun Wuji was scared, he was really scared, this was a demon, a cruel and bloodthirsty demon.

"Qin Feng, no, Qin Shao, you let me go, this is all what the Xue family asked me to do, and it was not my intention!"

Sun Wuji dragged his body with his chin and knelt at Qin Feng's feet, sobbing profusely.

"I have money, it is stored in foreign accounts, I still have a lot of evidence of the Xue family, I can help you, please don't kill me......"

Sun Wuji kept kowtowing, constantly telling about his usefulness.

Qin Feng just sneered, and with a slight wave of his hand, two more red blood qi emerged from his body, and in the blink of an eye, they shot towards Sun Wuji and drilled into his body.

"Ah~"

Sun Wuji only felt that the pain in his body had increased a hundredfold, even a thousandfold.

He fainted, woke up in agony, fainted again, and woke up again...... Dozens of minutes later, the brand-name Tang costume was already soaked, with a red blood color.

The hair that was once meticulously groomed has now become a mess.

Sun Wou-Ki had never wanted to die so much for a moment, but he couldn't.

It's better to live than to die!

True life is worse than death!

After a few more minutes, he began to curse, extremely viciously.

He cursed the Xue family, cursed Qin Feng, and even cursed this world.

His sanity gradually dissipated, and he cried and laughed in pain.

After another ten minutes, Sun Wuji's body stopped moving, and gradually became cold.

He's dead!

He died in agony.

The cemetery returned to its original tranquility, with only the faint sound of the wind echoing.

Qin Feng looked at the motionless corpse at his feet, with a cruel evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dead?"

"Then the meal is finally about to begin!"

His right hand was wide open, facing Sun Wuji's chest, and his soul began to surge, and the huge soul power was invisibly surging.

"The Conjuring!"

Qin Feng drank coldly, his palm suddenly grabbed down, and suddenly, a shallow figure was suddenly grabbed by him.

"No, you devil!"

The soul in his hand was none other than Sun Wou-ki, his face full of viciousness, and his mouth swearing frantically.

"I never lost my word, saying that if you live forever and never be born, let you live forever and never be born!"

"Go to hell!"

Qin Feng sneered, looked up at the darkening sky, and felt the increasingly thick yin qi around him.

A blood-red long knife began to extend in his hand, getting longer and longer, and the red light became more and more intense.

Until the blade was already five feet long, Qin Feng shouted.

"Open!"

The blood-colored long knife in his hand slashed towards the black curtain in front of him, and the surging sword qi mixed with the surging aura raged wildly.

"Sting~"

There was a sound like the tearing of cloth, and a huge crack suddenly opened up in the space in front of him.

moment

The rich yin qi that exceeded the cemetery hundreds of times higher than that of the cemetery rushed to the face, and even the screaming and wailing of the lonely ghosts could be faintly heard.

Sun Wuji was stunned and muttered to himself.

"What is this?"

"Underworld!"

Qin Feng replied, with indifference at the corner of his mouth, and then added.

"Send you to hell!"

"Let's go!"

He strode out, his figure sinking into the crack and disappearing.

Immediately, the crack was quickly repaired and sutured.

At the same time, a small white spark suddenly flew out and landed on Sun Wouji's corpse.

"Boom~"

In an instant, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and the white flames were monstrous.

In just a few breaths, the corpse burned to the ground, and the space returned to its original state.

In addition to the rich yin qi that permeates the air.

Ten minutes later, two figures rushed from the depths of the cemetery.

When they arrived at the place where Qin Feng was standing just now, the two of them stood still.

"Strange, weird!"

The old Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe and long gray-white hair had his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with endless confusion.

"Master, what's wrong?

The crisp female voice sounded, very pleasant.

Through the moonlight, it can be seen that the woman who spoke is not bad-looking.

Qingsi fluttered with the night breeze, vertical waist, a turquoise hairpin was inserted in the bun on the top of her head, radiating a watery light in the moonlight, and a loose gray-white sportswear could not hide her slender figure.

"Except for a little colder, it's no different from other places!"

The old Taoist priest was silent, and the girl then asked again.

"Hehe~~"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and smiled, looked at the girl very lovingly, and said:

"That's right, it's full of yin here, I don't know how many times stronger than other places, and the temperature will naturally be lower. ”

"But didn't you notice that there are no ghosts around here?"

As soon as the old Taoist priest said this, the girl seemed to understand something, looked around, and suddenly a burst of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"It seems that Yin Souls like this kind of Yin Qi place, because the more Yin Qi they have, the more substantial their souls can become, and they can survive longer!"

"But within a radius of a few hundred meters from us, there is hardly a single ghost, not even a wild ghost, which is extremely abnormal. ”

After all, the girl's face was a little curious, and her beautiful star eyes were also a little interesting.

"Master, why don't we catch a ghost and ask!"

"They're sure they know something!"

The words fell, and the girl's eyes leaked out of slow anticipation, looking at the old Taoist.

"Haha, okay, let's catch a ghost and ask today. ”

The old Taoist priest said with a smile, he loved this apprentice of his very much.

"Apprentice, follow the teacher!"

The old Taoist priest took the girl and swept towards the dense forest field on the edge of the Yongfu cemetery, which was the same forest farm that Qin Feng had passed through when he came.

At this time, it was midnight, and the yin qi was thick, and many lonely souls and wild ghosts were wandering here.

When Qin Feng came, they retreated and bowed down to greet them, but after Qin Feng left, this dense forest became their world.

When the old Taoist priest and the girl came here, these ghosts even glanced at them quietly, but they lost interest, and some of them didn't even look at them, they just took care of their own things.

Compared with Qin Feng, the aura on this old Taoist priest and the girl is simply the light of fireflies and the sun, which cannot be compared at all.

"Grandpa, why aren't these ghosts afraid of us?"

The girl was a little angry, feeling that her majesty had been provoked.

"Hehe, people and ghosts have different paths, we have no malice, and they have never harmed people's hearts, so naturally they are not in a hurry. ”

The old Taoist priest explained with a smile, and walked towards a middle-aged ghost with an honest appearance, and the girl followed him quietly.

"Brother, is something strange happening here tonight?"

The middle-aged ghost glanced at him and said, "Strange thing?"

"What are you asking about this?"

He obviously didn't want to talk to the old Taoist priest, his soul body was fluttering, and he wanted to leave.

But when the old Taoist priest took out a piece of black paper with a strange blood-colored charm written on it, the middle-aged ghost's face immediately became extremely attentive.

Yin Spirit Talisman!

With black rice paper as the base, the blood of countless yin things is used as an ink spell, which can strengthen the body of the yin ghost and even prolong its life for decades.

No wonder the middle-aged ghost's face changed instantly.

"There was a person, a very powerful person, the yang energy exuded from his body was like the sun in the sky, which made people unable to look at it directly, and he was full of rage, covering the sky and the moon, and I was so frightened that I fell to the ground directly, and I didn't even dare to raise my head. ”

Everywhere he went, thousands of ghosts knelt down to greet each other and bowed their heads. ”

"It's horrible, it's really horrible. ”

The middle-aged ghost was dancing and talking, and at the same time, his soul body was still trembling, as if Qin Feng was some ancient flood beast.

The old Taoist priest and the girl glanced at each other, and a tremor began to permeate the bottom of his heart.

Yang energy is like the sun in the sky?

Angry to the sky, covering the sky and covering the moon?

What kind of person can have such power?

Ten thousand ghosts bow down!

............