Call!

The black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, swooping in, the wind was strong, and in an instant, the branches under the ancient tree broke and fell, and a strong sense of oppression came to the face.

Zhai Feng had a bad premonition, so he rolled directly on a lazy donkey and ran to the edge of Mu Tian, and when he saw the scene in front of him, the whole person was stunned in place, and then he was awakened by a scream.

"Ah...... Help! Help......" Zhang Fenglin was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, screaming loudly and retreating quickly, leaving a large trace of his legs and feet in the place he passed.

Above him, a huge head peeked through the gaps in the branches of the ancient trees, and the beak of a bird as hard as iron pecked forward with all its might, but it was still a little short. So, it roared wildly, and a strong air current blew Zhang Fenglin's face full of filth.

The head was covered with bright, hard scales, a red strand extending from its beak to its back, and its deep, piercing eyes stared at its struggling prey.

The red on his forehead was like a flame, and the more angry he was, the more enchanting he became.

The blue-scaled eagle spread its wings seven or eight zhang wide, and the black shadow cast it was overwhelming, crushing the crown of the ancient tree, and after it tried several times, it had no result, so it had to roar wildly, and fluttered its wings and flew high into the air.

"Don't hide yet!" Mu Tian reminded loudly.

Zhang Fenglin was shocked, sat stupidly on the ground for a while, and quickly got up after hearing the shout, and found a place to hide.

I saw the blue-scaled eagle hovering in the sky for a long time, and its fierce cry echoed in the sky, and it did not subside for a long time.

"If it flies any lower, I'll have to shoot it down!" Zhai Feng muttered as he looked at the black shadow hovering in the sky.

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as Mu Tian's words fell, there was a muffled sound, and he saw a sudden splash of dust not far ahead, and several cold and shining cyan scales were deeply trapped in it.

Suddenly, the scales and feathers in the sky fell like rain, like sharp arrow feathers falling from the sky, with cold light, penetrating the surrounding ancient forests, densely paved on the ground.

A few wails rang out in the woods, and then calm returned.

The blue-scaled eagle was unwilling, sometimes skimming low in the air, sometimes piercing into the clouds, still hovering in the sky unrelentingly, refusing to leave.

Mu Tian felt that his ears were suddenly much quieter, and he was puzzled, so he turned his head to take a look, but he didn't expect this scene to make him cry and laugh.

I saw Zhai Feng sweating profusely, his face full of panic, like a child who had just been bullied, worried and aggrieved.

Less than two fingers in front of his crotch, a scale feather stuck straight into the earth, almost killing him.

"It's okay, it's a big deal, we won't take a daughter-in-law or have a baby in the future!" Mu Tian smiled, gloating with a grim face.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit, my ancestral treasure is gone!" Zhai Feng was annoyed and quickly moved his position, he glanced at Mu Tian and said depressedly.

"This beast has little patience, if it can't find its prey, it will leave on its own!" Mu Tian said, looking up for the trail of the green-scaled eagle.

Another feather fell, and the cold light shone through the surface.

"Can anyone explain to me, is this feather a joke?" Zhai Feng was surprised, and another scale fell less than a finger away from his crotch, as if he was playing a game of grabbing.

The scales and feathers all over the ground were glowing with blue light, as if they were not transparent, but the edges were extremely sharp, and even the jade wall could be easily pierced.

"There's a kind, I'll bear it!" Zhai Feng said.

But this time Mu Tian did not make fun of him, on the contrary, he became more vigilant. At some point, he suddenly heard a strange sound, like wheezing and moaning without illness.

The voice was faint, and he couldn't determine if it was his own auditory hallucinations or if it was a voice around him.

"What's wrong with you, do you feel something?" Zhai Feng also saw that Mu Chen's face was not quite right, so he asked.

"Did you hear that? a strange voice!"

Zhai Feng was puzzled, he didn't hear any other sounds except the cry of the big bird in the sky, so he shook his head and said, "This beast's cry is very ordinary, not enough to ecstasy, and not beautiful enough......"

"It's a very low voice, like a ghost whispering!"

After Mu Tian finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked at the sarcophagus outside the hall.

"What's wrong with you? All of a sudden, so nervous!"

"They may not be wrong, there may be living corpses here!"

When Zhai Feng heard this, the whole person shuddered, and quickly hid behind Mu Tian. He looked toward the sarcophagus, but he could see nothing but darkness and desolation.

"What did you see?" Zhai Feng asked suspiciously.

"A strange sarcophagus!"

"Nonsense, what else do you see besides that?"

"The back of your head!"

“......”

Zhai Feng looked embarrassed and moved his head away from Mu Chen's face, and then asked seriously, "What should we do next?"

"Shh

Click......

The strange sound sounded in Mu Tian's ears again, cold and deep, cold and melancholy, like a ghost cry from a distant hell.

In intimidation,

In warning!

The sound brought a cold wind from the temple, which made people shiver and their hairs stand on end.

"What sound?"

Zhai Feng's face was full of horror, and he suddenly heard that strange voice, coming from the temple, and it seemed to be in his ears, far and near.

"It's foggy!" someone in the bushes noticed a white mist not far behind them.

The thick white mist was like a moving wall, enveloping the temple from all directions, and a strange sound was faintly heard from the mist, like the creaking of bones.

A terrible birdsong came from the sky with terror, and the blue-scaled eagle seemed to be frightened, and after hovering high in the air for a moment, it left with reluctance.

"Don't panic, everyone, retreat to the palace gate first, and then wait for the opportunity to move!" Huo Yuntian shouted, and ran into the palace gate with a few people.

Mu Tian still sat still, unmoved, and his brow furrowed as the mist eroded the path they had come from little by little.

"No, it's not this voice!" Mu Tian shook his head and said.

"Don't care about the sound, hurry up and find a place to hide, we have also learned the things in the fog, it is not a good stubble!" Zhai Feng quickly got up, preparing to follow Huo Yuntian into the palace gate.

But Mu Tian was still unmoved, as if he hadn't heard, and stood in place, motionless. He didn't know if there were any unknowable secrets hidden in the sarcophagus in front of the temple, but he knew that the place would be off-limits.

The strange sound scared away the blue-scaled eagle in the sky, but it attracted a wall of white fog that spread all over the mountains. And in that white world, there are hidden immortal corpses full of blood worms.

The corpses crawled slowly through the mist, and unbelievably all of them had lost the lower half of their skeletons.