The origin of ancient witchcraft can even be traced back to the period of the two emperors of Yan and Huang, which is very ancient and mysterious.

But history goes a long way......

This ancient magic is too powerful and is not tolerated by some people in power, and to this day, where is there any real ancient witchcraft?

If what Dongfang Qin said is true......

Then the strength of this person who is called the Immortal Lord is really exaggerated.

And the facts in front of him did prove this, the village elder couldn't get up after jumping a few times in a pile of skeletons that came out.

Hands and feet are grabbed by skulls.

It was like a bone prison, trapping him inside.

"Where, don't go quickly!" the village chief couldn't break free, but he was obviously not reconciled.

He wants to go.

The immortal lord on the other side was a little terrifying, plus there were more than thirty people in black, and Xia Shiyu, the strongest combat power on his side, was also injured, this was not a battle of equal strength.

But the crux of the matter is not whether he wants to go, but whether he can go.

He Feng had already walked in front of He Fang the moment the village elder was trapped.

"Accept baptism, and you will be born again!" He Feng said lightly.

Where is the "......".

This is special, it's really a real father.

He Fang has a feeling that he has missed the dog for eighteen years, and was sold by his own father, this kind of thing falls on his head, and his mood is really quite complicated.

As for Xia Xueer and Dongfang Qin......

These two thought much more easily than they were.

He Fang's mood was obviously affected, and in this case, the two of them didn't say hello to He Fang much, and as soon as they saw He Feng coming, they shot directly.

Xia Xue'er shot the fastest.

kicked He Feng's head.

And Dongfang Qin is much more low-key, and the position she kicks is He Feng's waist.

"Crack!"

"Smack!"

He Feng stood motionless in place, taking the feet of Xia Xue'er and Dongfang Qin.

His expression didn't change at all from beginning to end, not even a frown, like a sculpture, expressionless.

Xia Xue'er and Dongfang Qin's expressions changed slightly.

Because, they can clearly feel that He Feng's body is very hard, as hard as metal, and there is no human feeling at all.

"Be baptized and you will be born again!" He Feng spoke again.

"Is my mother dead?" He Fang did not answer He Feng's words, but asked rhetorically.

"Ayin ......" He Feng's expression finally had a hint of emotion, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his empty eyes, but soon, the light went out again: "She's dead." ”

"Death in your hands?" He Fang naturally noticed the change in He Feng's expression, which made him feel a special feeling in his heart instantly.

Problematic!

Whether it was the two kicks that Xia Xueer and Dongfang Qin kicked out just now.

Or now!

He Feng has very big problems on his body, although He Feng in front of him seems to be his father, but his thinking seems to be somewhat restricted.

"No, she died in an accident, it was when the rocks fell, and it happened to be ......" He Feng seemed to be thinking.

"Are you sure it was an accident?" asked He Fang.

"Sure. ”

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

"Nope. ”

"Then why are you sure?"

"I have memories, and my memories tell me that Ayin died in an accident. ”

"You didn't see it with your own eyes, why do you have a memory?"

"Didn't see it with my own eyes...... Why do you have memories? Yes...... How could I have such a memory?" He Feng suddenly began to muttered to himself.

And then, He Feng's expression became bigger and bigger, from calm to irritable, and at the back, there was even a pain to flow out of.

"He Feng!" the immortal lord's voice rang out violently.

"Huh?!" He Feng was startled, his face became calm again, and when he looked at him again, he became as calm as water as just now.

Really!

Who can be sure.

My own father is under the control of ancient witchcraft!

And in this way, many things can be explained, such as: Why did the village elder still work for Fang Xiandao after hiding for eighteen years?

If it was just to resurrect the master of the village elder......

He Fang thinks that this is not very likely.

It's because of his father, He Feng!

The Immortal Lord had controlled He Feng eighteen years ago, so that the village elder had to join Fang Immortal Dao?Or, was there any other hidden secret?

There is no 100% certainty about whom.

Because, according to the analysis of the information we know now, the entanglement between the village elder and Fang Xiandao is likely to be more than just related to his father He Feng.

Of course, whatever is inside, the key points have already surfaced.

That's ......

Immortal Lord!

As long as he can kill the immortal master, then his father He Feng can be freed, and the village elder can also get out of the bone prison.

This is the most important knot.

So, here's the problem......

How do you kill an immortal who knows how to do ancient sorcery?

Moreover, there is also a problem of approaching reality.

He Feng had already made a move on him.

When He Fang was thinking, He Feng's expression also became calm again, and this time, He Feng didn't ask again, and directly started to arrest people.

"Bang!"

The palms of the two slammed together.

He Feng stood still.

And where is to retreat two steps back.

"Your father is a monster, copper-headed and iron-armed, we can't hurt him at all!" Dongfang Qin looked at this scene, and also said on the side: "Unless we kill him." ”

"If you kill the hand, won't the little brother's father die?" Xia Xue'er blinked.

"Can't you control it for the time being?" asked He Fang rhetorically.

"On Control...... The Xia family is a little more powerful, right, Xia Shiyu?" Dongfang Qin's eyes looked at Xia Shiyu, who was pale.

"I should be able to control it for a while, but it won't be too long, what do you want to do?" Xia Shiyu struggled to stand up straight and nodded.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first!"

"With our current strength...... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. ”

"It's not a little difficult, it's the Arabian Night!" the voice of the immortal lord sounded behind him, and then, black mist appeared around He Fang and the others.

This immortal lord ......

actually shot directly.

"Let's go together, cut through the mess quickly. While the immortal lord made a move, he nodded to the more than thirty black-clothed people around: "Catch it alive." ”

"Understood, haha!"

"Great!"

“......”

More than thirty men in black immediately struck.

He Fang's eyes jumped.

Sure enough, the fairy tales are all lies, what gourd baby saves grandpa, the stories sent one by one are all fake, how can the villains in the real world be so weak?

"Click!"

"Click!"

Skeletal arms emerged from the ground, swirling with black mist, and quickly grabbed He Fang and the others, with no intention of leaving their hands at all.