"This is the law of survival of wolves, and the defeated are not qualified to live, not even the name of the blue wolf. The wolf was abandoned by them. ”

Feng Chengcheng saw the old man smacking his tongue on the side, so he sighed and explained.

At this time, Dongfang Wuya's brows were furrowed, and as soon as he turned his right hand, the ice sword in his hand turned upside down, and then his left hand fell down sharply, deep into the ground.

I saw that his hands were quickly sealed, and his mouth was chanting a spell, and then he saw the ice sword melt into water and seep into the ground. Immediately, a loud bang was heard, and under the corpse of the blood wolf, countless ice crystals rushed out, holding its body up, and finally turned into an ice coffin, and buried the snow wolf corpse deep underground.

"This is the sorrow of the world."

Dongfang Wuya muttered, then turned around and walked back to the others.

Feng Qingcheng saw that the wolves were repulsed, and his heart was a little more stable, but this senior refused to see people, so what should I do?

Just as Feng Chengcheng was thinking, he suddenly heard a squeak, and the door of this hut actually opened.

Feng Chengcheng was pleasantly surprised, could it be that the seniors of Shi had changed their minds? hurriedly looked, but only saw the original little fairy.

But Feng Chengcheng did not underestimate it, and arched his hand and said, "Little sir, is Senior Shi finally willing to see us?" ”

The little fairy boy frowned, his eyes were full of disgust, and he said, "I said, my husband is wandering and is not in the house. I have come to tell you that this summit is a hundred times more dangerous at night than during the day, and that it is now dusk, and if you do not want to die, go back quickly. ”

After hearing this, Feng Qingcheng groaned, and then spoke: "Thank you Mr. Xiao for reminding us, we have our own measure." ”

Seeing that everyone refused to retreat, the little fairy boy was like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, and the whole person exploded, snorted heavily, and then turned around and closed the door with a loud bang.

Outside the door, Feng Chengcheng and the others looked at each other. The old man said, "Maybe Senior Shi really went out to travel. ”

Feng Qingcheng shook his head and said, "Even if he really travels away, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack if we go to find him, so it is better to wait here." ”

Dongfang Wuya also nodded and said, "What Allure said is reasonable, let's wait." ”

Soon, it was getting dark.

Feng Qingcheng and the others were meditating cross-legged, and suddenly she slowly opened her eyes, as if she felt something unusual.

She stood up suddenly, and with a squeeze of her right hand into the void, she grasped a purple thunder sword that looked like it was real.

Everyone also felt strange, and the old man said in surprise: "It feels so strange, and the breath is everywhere, as if we have been swallowed by it." ”

Feng Qingcheng nodded, and just wanted to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp killing intent, he shouted loudly, and slashed out with the purple thunder sword in his right hand.

Immediately, I heard a thud, and sparks exploded everywhere the Purple Thunder Sword went.

I wanted to see the monster clearly through the faint light of fire, but to Feng Qicheng's surprise, it was still pitch black in front of him, and the faint sparks emitted bright light as if they had been swallowed up.

"Be careful, this monster is nothing else, it's the darkness itself."

Dongfang Wuya saw clearly behind him, and said as soon as he spoke.

When Feng Chengcheng heard this, he understood it, and said, "Old man, can you make a fire!" ”

The old man frowned, then took out a box from his arms, opened the box and saw that it was a brush and a ginseng, this ginseng is also very different, born with both head and hand, like a villain.

I saw that he was holding a brush in his right hand, and he drew a formation on the ground, and then shook off the ginseng in the box with a loud shout.

The ginseng landed on the brush tracks, and when it landed, flames rose from the ground, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day, and the ginseng began to run around the formation.

At this time, Feng Chengcheng saw clearly the things in front of him, this ghost was very huge, his body was as black as ink, and there were countless hands and claws all over his body.

The goblin was not frightened when he saw the light, but roared, and swooped down with its claws.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, did not retreat, but went up, the purple thunder sword in his hand crossed a shining trajectory, and slashed at the ghost's body, only to hear the sound of Zila, the ghost's body was easily split in half.

But to Feng Qingcheng's surprise, this body actually healed again quickly, and as soon as he pulled back the Purple Thunder Sword to look at it, it had already recovered as before, as if it had never been chopped before.

"Allure, you come."

Dongfang Wuya was moved by it, so he shouted.

Feng Chengcheng understood that his own attack on the ghosts could no longer cause harm, so he retreated to Dongfang Wuya's side.

Seeing this, the ghost also pounced, but just as it was about to rush in front of everyone, it suddenly struggled in pain, screamed and retreated.

"Fire!"

Feng Chengcheng took a look at it and said happily.

"Old man, can you help my Purple Thunder Sword attach fire?"

She walked up to the old man and asked with a smile.

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Bring the sword." ”

Feng Chengcheng handed over the sword, and saw the old man stretch his finger into his mouth, and blood oozed out, he smeared it on the sword, and then took out the charm and stuck it on the sword.

Immediately, the Purple Thunder Sword burst into flames, and the spell turned into ashes in the flames, but the power in it penetrated into the Purple Thunder Sword, and it could be supported for a long time with the help of blood.

It can be seen that this ghost did not dare to approach Feng Tingcheng and the others, so Feng Tingcheng did not take the initiative to attack, after all, he came here only to find Shi Senior.

The moon rose and set slowly, and in the middle of the night, a sudden gust of wind blew, and swept away the sand and stones, and hit everyone.

The old man was struck in the head, and immediately he was shocked and angry, and when he shook the charm, he shouted, and then the charm changed into a mud and sand tiger, and with a mouth, he swallowed all the sand and gravel in it.

But no one noticed, and at that moment the goblin had already pounced on the other side.

Feng Tingcheng felt a chill in the back of his head, and when he was shocked, he hurriedly turned around, and saw that the ghost had already roared, and rushed forward with his sword.

The purple thunder sword slashed left and right, and the sword body with flames easily killed this ghost in all directions, but this ghost did not retreat, but pounced hard.

Feng Tingcheng was shocked, and hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but this ghost had no body, and easily passed through the purple thunder sword and rushed straight towards Feng Tingcheng.

In an instant, Feng Qicheng felt cold all over his body, his hands and feet were sore, and he fell straight to the ground.

A strange voice kept screaming in her head, and she felt her body getting farther and farther away, the colder and colder all around, and she was about to sink into darkness forever.

At this time, suddenly a voice exploded in Feng Qingcheng's ears.

"Phoenix Falling City!"

It was Dongfang Wuya who was calling her name, and she woke up in an instant.

No, I'm not dead yet! It's just a ghostly trick. She was ruthless, and she opened her mouth and bit her tongue violently, and a heart-piercing pain rushed to her mind, followed by that familiar feeling.

The whole body came back, Feng Qingcheng stood up panting, and saw the old man and Dongfang Wuya both watching worriedly.

She forced a smile and said, "I'm fine." ”

Dongfang Wuya didn't believe it, frowned and came forward to look at it for a while, before he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The ghost in Allure's body has indeed disappeared. ”

The wind gently brushed the faces of the three men.

"It's midnight at this time, and there may be more powerful demons attacking, so let's pay attention."

Regarding the situation at this moment, Feng Qingcheng's expression was a little solemn, and his delicate brows were slightly furrowed.

The wind around is always very uncomfortable.

Feng Tingcheng felt that as soon as he entered this place, all his nerves involuntarily became vigilant.

"Well, let's be vigilant!" Dongfang Wuya said approvingly, after all, this place does make people feel a little uncomfortable.

I always feel like something could happen at all times!

After Dongfang Wuya finished speaking, a sudden gust of wind swept by, and the sand and stones were blown away and almost blinded the eyes of the three people.

"Be careful!" The Tianwen hurriedly drank it.

At the same time, both hands quickly threw several small blue-gray stones, and at the same time, both legs quickly stepped out of a formation.

A blue light rushed into the sky, covering the old man, and at the same time illuminating the surroundings.

The moment the blue light flashed, a series of black figures appeared around them, holding a blood-red scythe in their hands.

These figures seem to be virtual and real, as if they are unpredictable and untouchable, but they do exist.