The sky became more and more hazy and dark, and extremely strange black qi continued to pour in from the cracks in the space.

Even if the sky is clear, it seems lifeless, and the helpless sunlight has also extinguished its majestic energy, and it sinks alone.

Ji Qiang and his group of four hurriedly hit the road.

They did not dare to go to the bustling downtown for fear of causing unnecessary trouble. Walk in the inaccessible wilderness and hills.

After several days of long-distance travel, several people were exhausted.

Bing'er, whose chest was extremely undulating, grabbed Ji Qiang, who was moving forward at great speed, and gasped and said, "Brother Qiang, I'm tired, let's rest for a while!"

At this time, Ji Qiang looked back, and Bing'er, who was discolored, hurriedly said with pity: "Okay! Bing'er has made you suffer, let's take a break!"

As soon as Candle Dragon and Xiao Yuan heard this, they hurriedly opened their bags and took out food and water.

The four of them sat on the ground to eat and drink, and the candle dragon's rude and playful Bing'er who ate and provoked each other, smiled and leaned back without hesitating the magnificent waves on his chest......

Xiao Yuan saw that everyone had finished eating, so he said to Ji Qiang: "Big brother, it's not early in the morning, where are we resting tonight?"

Ji Qiang looked up at the sunset that was about to fall, pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go further!"

"Let's see if there's a place to live, and if not, set up a marching tent!"

Night fell, and the bleak moonlight filled the land. Under the cold moonlight, the desolate grass gave birth to countless mysterious shadows, and from a distance, it looked like a ghostly flame of the undead.

The timid Bing'er followed closely behind Ji Qiang, and there was only the hurried footsteps of the four people, and there was no sound in his ears.

The night grew thicker, and the moon hung alone in the sky.

Through the sparse moonlight, everyone vaguely found that there was an ancient temple in front of them, standing solemnly there.

Suddenly, a dark wind swept by, and the smell of blood seemed to be smelled in the wind.

A chill penetrated the body and pierced into the bones. It was as if the chill that had been imprisoned for thousands of years was suddenly released, making people's bodies tremble uncontrollably.

Bing'er used trembling hands to tightly hold the corners of Ji Qiang's clothes and was reluctant to move forward.

With a pale face, he pleaded with Ji Qiang: "Brother Qiang, let's not go forward."

"Rest in place"!

"I'm scared!"

The candle dragon next to him laughed out loud when he heard this, and laughed at Bing'er in a contemptuous tone: "Why are you so cowardly, you were still an omnipotent god in the past, and you are not as bold as a mortal like me."

Bing'er got angry when she heard this, pouted and twisted to the side.

When Ji Qiang saw it, he hurriedly comforted her with a smile and said, "It's okay, Brother Qiang protects you, what are you afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, he took Bing'er's little hand and walked forward, and Candle Dragon and Xiao Yuan hurriedly followed when they saw it.

The four of them were getting closer and closer to the ancient temple, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

Ji Qiang frowned at this time, and a pair of starry eyes burst out two black lightning bolts in an instant, tearing the entire dark night sky with a "stab".

He stared closely at the ancient temple in front of him, trying to get a closer look.

However, the ancient temple in front of him was so gloomy that he couldn't see through the situation inside.

Ji Qiang hurriedly turned around and said to Candle Dragon and Xiao Yuan: "You protect Bing'er, wait here, I'll go in and have a look."

As soon as Candle Dragon and Xiao Yuan heard this, they immediately pulled out two bright long knives and waited for them.

Ji Qiang glanced at them with satisfaction, and as soon as he turned around, he rushed towards the ancient temple.

When he came to the gate of the ancient temple and looked at it, he couldn't help but gasp.

This is a tall and solemn, dilapidated ancient temple, on the plaque of the temple gate, the three gold lacquer characters of Fahua Temple are gray and dull, and there is no luster.

In the gap between the two temple doors that were concealed, a stream of fishy black blood spilled from time to time.

Ji Qiang gritted his steel teeth and stepped forward and pushed the temple door violently, and suddenly a group of black bloodthirsty crows were frightened, and they flew out and circled in the air a few times, and disappeared into the ink-soaked night sky.

A corrupt and smelly beauty that has accumulated for I don't know how many years has been blowing out of it with a cold yin wind.

Ji Qiang hurriedly held his breath and looked inside, only to see that under the faint cold moonlight, a Buddha statue sitting on a high platform was staring at him with hideous eyes.

The brass and green rust all over the body are mixed into an extremely strange color.

The main hall was covered with cobwebs, and the dust was piled up, and it seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

There were many coffins parked on the ground, and there were also corpses lying on the ground without coffins.

It seems that this is a place where people regard this ancient temple as a righteous village and park their corpses.

The blood that flowed must have been the result of a corpse that had just died, gnawed by a wild beast.

Ji Qiang figured this out, and was just about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, he heard a "squeak" from the coffin of his body, and he hurriedly looked back.

I saw a black claw sticking out from under the lid of the coffin.

The long nails scratched at the coffin lid and made a bitter sound......