The yin wind swept and melted into the air, the speed was fast, and there was a bit of panic, but a figure like smoke followed closely behind, like a shadow.

"It's so fast. Lin Xiao was secretly surprised while chasing, with such speed, his strength should not be weak, so he wouldn't flee in such a hurry, could it be that he was just good at speed, and he was actually very weak in fighting?

For a while, Lin Xiao became more and more curious about this ghost god.

Catch it up, catch it.

Between the thoughts and thoughts, and the heart was diffuse, Lin Xiao only felt that his speed was surging again.

"It turns out that mental power can not only be used to turn into a sword blade to enhance the power of swordsmanship, but also to increase speed. Lin Xiao suddenly felt that his application of mental power was still not deep, and his potential had not been fully tapped.

It's worth trying to increase your blade, increase your speed, and maybe increase your strength, increase your defense, and so on.

But for now, let's catch this so-called ghost first.

The yin wind swept into the mountains and forests, and continued to go deeper, and the mountains and forests under the dark night appeared extremely dark and deep, as if there were countless sneaky hidden dangers, which made people dare not approach, but Lin Xiao rushed into them without fear.

A strength to be courageous, at this time, it is better to wait for when.

What's more, under Lin Xiao's super perception, he didn't feel any danger.

The wisp of yin wind became more and more panicked, and in an instant, it burrowed into the depths of the mountain forest, and then into a small dilapidated shrine, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xiao also pursued, staying outside the dilapidated shrine, the shrine was very small, just a room, wooden, with potholes everywhere, and the roof was half collapsed, looking like it had been abandoned for many years.

Under careful induction, Lin Xiao didn't sense that the dark and cold aura of Fang Cai disappeared, and he couldn't feel it, but it was certain that it must be in that shrine.

Case......

Lin Xiao showed a smile, his eyes flickered, the cold glow was like starlight, the jade whale sword was unsheathed, and the deep night was torn apart in an instant, only the jade-white sword light was like a line dividing the sea and sky at dawn, so eye-catching, dazzling, and sharp.

When the jade-white sword slashed at the dilapidated small shrine, a layer of invisible power emerged, blocking the slash of the sword, swinging through layers of ripples, Lin Xiao was a little surprised, although his sword did not do his best, but he also used seventy percent of his strength, the power was not weak at all, it was not difficult to cut off the eighth-level spiritual weapon with one sword, and even the ninth-level spiritual weapon could be cut, but it could not cut that layer of invisible protective power?

It's incredible.

Moreover, a dilapidated shrine actually had such a protective power, and Lin Xiao was even more interested in this ghost god.

That's right, not one, not bit, but only.

Ghosts and gods are not people, and they are called by people.

The first sword did not cut through that layer of invisible protective power, the sword light dissipated, Lin Xiao drew his sword again, and the second sword did its best.

A line of sword light broke through the air, instantly slashed the invisible protective power, and swept through layers of ripples, but it was only a breath of time, the ripples collapsed, and the invisible protective power was also broken, and the remaining sword light drove straight into the broken shrine and slashed at it, immediately slashing it.

The dilapidated shrine, which was originally like a candle in the wind, collapsed directly, revealing one of the statues.

The idol is dark red in color, with angry eyes, upturned fangs, and a single horn on its forehead, which looks unusually hideous.

Lin Xiao's thoughts moved, and he immediately blessed his mental power on perception, and it was really effective, his perception was directly improved by several percent, and he became more acute, and he could vaguely feel a trace of yin qi fluctuations from the hideous-looking ancient god statue, which was very subtle.

If it weren't for the mental blessing that enhanced the perception, I am afraid that it would be difficult to feel.

Sure enough, mental strength is simply a panacea, and the appearance of being able to fight, rise and resist is simply an all-powerful power.

To a certain extent, Lin Xiao felt that mental power was simply an all-powerful secret method, which could enhance all aspects at any time, as long as it was not consumed, there would be no hindrance, and it would recover on its own if it was consumed.

"Do you come out by yourself, or will I pull you out with my own hands?" Lin Xiao smiled kindly, giving the other party a chance to make a choice.

"Mortal, you have broken the law of God, so don't quickly kneel down and ask for forgiveness from God, otherwise, God will sage and punish you. There seemed to be a flash of light on the idol, and a fluttering voice full of anger sounded, and it seemed to come from all directions.

Faintly, there seemed to be a roar of thunder, like a roar, like the wrath of a god.

I have to say that the momentum is very amazing, but Lin Xiao is obviously not frightened, he is not afraid at all, but a hint of playfulness and laughter appears.

Bravado!

The other party is bluffing, if you really have the strength, you don't have to be so verbose, you don't have to run away before, and you don't have to make an angry look now, this is a sign of no strength, no strength, the heart is empty, but you have to hold on, even if there are thousands of grievances, let the tears flow to the heart, and the appearance still has to make a fierce appearance to scare off the enemy.

Of course, it is not excluded that the other party has some bad taste, obviously has strong strength, but he wants to make such an appearance and play tricks on the enemy.

So Lin Xiao drew his sword and slashed it again, the sword light crossed the sky, tearing the night, extremely bright, and a high-pitched and clear crane roar faintly sounded.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the idol was immediately struck and directly split.

A sharp panicked cry suddenly sounded from inside the statue, and immediately a wisp of yin qi emerged, the yin qi was cut off, half of it collapsed directly under the ravages of the sword qi, and the remaining half fluctuated in the wind like smoke, like the flame of a broken candle that would be extinguished at any time swaying in the wind.

Lin Xiao's mind moved, and the powerful force was shocked, and he turned into an invisible big hand and immediately grabbed the half of the yin qi, and the yin qi fluctuated and let out bursts of howls, as if he was struggling and resisting, but he couldn't break free.

"Is it life or death?" Lin Xiao grabbed the cloud of yin qi in front of him, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his voice was indifferent, like a god high above.

The struggling yin qi suddenly froze, and in an instant, an old human face was condensed, revealing a pleading look on his face: "This lord, please let me go." ”

"Don't call yourself a god?" Lin Xiao asked playfully, just called a mortal, now called an adult, don't change too quickly.

"In front of adults, don't dare. The old man's face looked low-browed and pleasing to the eyes, and he couldn't follow his heart anymore.

There is no way, the strength is not as good as others, what can I do? I can only admit it.

"Answer me some questions first. Lin Xiao smiled slightly, but he didn't withdraw his strength, and it was impossible to let go of the other party, who knew that there would be no means to fight back or escape, so he had to guard against it.

"My lord, please ask, those who know the little god will definitely not hide it. The old man's face was connected

Lian said, almost nodding his head.

"Are you really a ghost?" Lin Xiao asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the little god is a ghost. The old man's face hurriedly replied.

"Are there really 80,000 ghosts and gods in the East Blade Country?" Lin Xiao asked again.

"It's true, sir. The old man's face was ghostly and hurriedly replied.

"Are you so weak about ghosts and gods?" Lin Xiao's third question was simply like a sharp sword piercing the heart of the ghost of Youluo, piercing Lao Tie's heart, and directly chilling his heart.

"My lord, that's because your strength is strong, and ordinary mortals are no match for our ghosts and gods. Although the ghost did not have a heart to change, he still answered cautiously from the heart.

Lin Xiao threw out one question after another, and the ghost of Youluo answered honestly one by one, and was soon hollowed out by Lin Xiao, and Lin Xiao also had a clear and profound understanding of the so-called ghosts and gods of the East Blade Country.

The origin of the so-called ghosts and gods is still quite complex and different.

Some ghosts and gods are transformed after death or by animals and plants, because of some obsessions or ignorant worship in ancient times, etc., so as to transform into spirits, with wisdom, become the so-called ghosts and gods, generally such ghosts and gods are relatively weak, called ghosts and gods, belonging to the lowest level of ghosts and gods.

The level above the ghosts and gods is the small ghost god, above the small ghost god is the big ghost god, and the highest level of the ghost god is the ghost god king.

According to the description of the ghost of Youluo, Lin Xiao made a comparison, the highest level of ghosts and gods is almost the level of martial arts masters, and the lowest is more powerful than ordinary people, the little ghosts and gods are the level of martial arts saints, and the big ghosts and gods are the level of martial arts mythology, as for the ghost god king, it should also be the level of martial arts mythology, but it belongs to the top martial arts mythological level.

As for the so-called 80,000 ghosts and gods, it does not mean that the number of ghosts and gods is 80,000 in total, but that there are as many as 80,000 types of ghosts and gods, and as for the number, the ghosts are not clear, because there are too many ghosts and gods, and the weakest ones are some grass spirits, lamp spirits and the like, and they don't have much strength, so they can only rely on some small means to confuse and deal with ordinary people, and it is enough to choke when they meet some powerful warriors.

In addition, Lin Xiao also inquired about the statement of Zhaoriyuan and Eight Thousand Ghosts and Gods that the Chiyan ghost god clone had said before, Zhaoriyuan is a place name, guessing that it should be a secret realm, there is a ghost god temple in Zhaoriyuan, and there are eight thousand ghosts and gods in the ghost god temple, and this eight thousand ghosts and gods represent not eight thousand kinds of ghosts and gods, but eight thousand ghosts and gods, and eight thousand ghosts and gods with good strength.

The so-called ghosts and gods also have many meanings, and many also mean ordinary, like minions.

As for the level of little ghosts and gods, some are born, and some are promoted by ghosts and gods, but what is the strength of ghosts and gods, they are destined to be born and acquired, but it is difficult to improve, and many ghosts and gods who can be promoted often rely on bad means, such as this ghost is only one of the ghosts and gods, but he constantly devours the souls of living beings to improve himself.

The most is to devour the remnant soul, that is, the soul of the dead living soul that is about to dissipate, and occasionally devour some complete souls, among which the human soul is the most delicious, and the improvement is the most obvious, especially the soul of the samurai is super delicious, and the improvement is also the largest.

This time, he was eyeing Lin Xiao and wanted to devour Lin Xiao's soul, but it turned out to be an iron kick.

The consequences of kicking the iron plate are not only to hurt yourself, but also to pay the price of your life, that's right, Lin Xiao has no intention of letting go of this ghost of Youluo, he didn't have it from the beginning, and after asking all the information, he killed this ghost of Youluo.

After the dead ghost dissipated, it left behind a jet-black crystal the size of a fingernail, diffusing the cold and cold aura fluctuations.