Superhuman powers of observation.

He is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles who survived the battlefield.

When Lin Feng thought of the novice task, the high-level Taoist was a luxurious skill panel.

He suspected that Zhu Baihu must also have similar passive skills, similar to [Danger Perception] and [Life and Death Crisis] and other battlefield passives, which could allow him to improve his perception and avoid death when he was fighting.

And maybe active skills.

"Let's go in, there is danger in this deep forest, we can't use a knife, we can't shoot it with a blunt object, don't call it dangerous."

Lin Feng prompted Zhu Baihu, and Zhu Baihu nodded.

"They all listen to the sermon."

Zhu Baihu didn't ask why.

He was a qualified soldier, who listened and did not speak, and was silent.

He motioned for himself to be in front and Lin Feng to be behind, and the two of them walked into the deep forest like this, cautiously.

The three people who came out with him were all thoughtful when they saw the two Han people who walked into the deep forest and took things seriously.

Peng Tianli is not stupid.

He's just a little proud.

These two Han people must have discovered something when they looked like this, he thought of his task, and in the flash of his eyes, he had already pulled out the Pu knife.

"Keep up."

He touched it, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be a big python, wriggling under the skin, and the black mist on his chest was even more looming.

Obviously with all his might.

He took out a white bone brush from his sleeve, drew a lotus mark on his forehead, and clasped his hands together.

The third lady didn't speak, she took out the bamboo tube around her waist again, but this time, she also took out the blow arrow in her hand.

The sachet on his waist smelled strange.

The three of them followed Lin Feng and the two of them into the mountains and forests.

No one paid attention to the guide.

The lone guide was behind, and when he saw the big people walking into the deep forest, his anxious face changed.

I wanted to greet those people, but I didn't dare.

It's too dangerous to stay here.

Follow up, but I'm afraid that something will happen.

He anxiously walked around where he was, and with a stomp of his feet, he made up his mind.

Only the locals know how terrifying the danger of killing a cottage is.

In this dangerous deep mountain, every cottage is protected by priests and gods.

It can well be imagined.

A calamity that even the gods and priests cannot shelter.

Call it a natural disaster!

Under the natural disaster, there is no life.

Seeing that he was the only one left here, no one cared for him, and weighing the pros and cons, the guide could only take out a few candles from his blanket and sit on the ground.

He took out another water bladder, and when he opened it, blood poured out.

White bone bowl, ox blood wine, human oil wax.

Lin Feng saw it right, this guide is indeed a good hand at fishing for deviations.

Even if Lin Feng's number has changed, the rest of the characters, what is it like to enter the mountain, and what it is still like now, the guide who led him to walk is still the same guide.

I don't know what this man added to the blood, which has always maintained a dark color.

The guide placed the white bone bowl with ox blood wine in the sun, and there were words in his mouth, and finally, he cut his own palm, causing blood to drip into the white bone bowl.

After a while, a dense crowd of flies circled over.

They were like a ball of balls, squeezing together, making an irritating "buzzing" sound.

The guide's hands were sweating.

Because something happened to the big guys he brought in.

He heard the screams and fighting sounds coming from the deep forest, and it was even more like the roar of the dragon and the tiger, killing the Sanskrit sound.

The guide swallowed.

His eyes stared at the bone bowl in front of him.

Strange to say.

In less than a moment, this ox blood wine was full of wriggling white maggots, dense black flies mixed with white maggots, wriggling in the white bone bowl, the first flies to enter the bowl, have died, but more flies have broken into the white bone bowl.

With the whole white bone bowl inside is full of flies.

The guide was not disgusted, and when he saw this scene, his face was happy!

There's a way to live!

Light the human oil wax and place it next to yourself in a triangle.

One is the fire on the head, and the other is the fire on the shoulder.

He pinched the mantra in his hand, and a strange sound came out of his mouth like a whim, like a guttural sound, but not from his throat.

If Lin Feng was here, he would be able to hear that this person's voice was three points similar to the background music and the mixed sounds in the suona!

When he had finished reciting the incantation, he saw the guide pour the fly on his head with a white maggot, and in a few moments he fell to the ground, like a corpse that had been tried for more than a day on dog days, and his body was covered with flies and maggots, and he could no longer die.

There is no trace of the breath of life.

Even the swelling of the corpse is the same.

Even if there is a Yin God crossing the border, you can't see this person's three fires.

His three fires were replaced by human oil wax.

It's just that the guide can use the technique of feigned death to delay time.

Lin Feng can't.

They're already fighting.

In the deep forest, there is a trail, at the beginning, he and Zhu Baihu walked in, the trail was quiet and scary, there were no insects and birds, and with the trail to the depths, they came to the bottom of the mountain wall!

This is the place where Qingquan Village takes water, deep in the mountains, water can not be drunk.

Most of the water deep in the mountains is poisonous.

Therefore, it is a blessing for the sky to have such a spring in Qingquan Village, but at this time, this water place, a deep pool, has turned into a strange blood.

The rotten and smelly buffalo head of the blistered water stared straight at them.

What was originally a cool breeze has become a fishy breeze.

Even Zhu Baihu, seeing this, subconsciously frowned.

Lin Feng looked up, and above this deep pool, the water flowing out of the crack in the mountain, I don't know why, became extremely small.

In the gurgling water, there is blood.

"There is a problem upstream, it may be blocked by a corpse, go up!"

He ordered, Zhu Baihu didn't say a word, the two glanced at each other, and they both rushed up the mountain.

At this time, there was movement in the deep pool!

The culprit who killed him that Lin Feng had seen before pounced out of the deep pool, like a forest worm hidden in the water, hunting for food!

Sure enough, as he expected, these swollen monsters that were blistered were all from the deep pool, Lin Feng this time, his hands were faster than his brains, he didn't use thorns, he used bullets, twists, and slaps.

This is like a monster that has been skinned, soaked in water, and lost blood, how did it come about, and it was slapped back by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng still used skill, after dying these few times, his consciousness finally came up!

He was fast, Zhu Baihu was even faster than him, he threw off his arms, and the case slapped several monsters into minced meat, and the red flesh and red worms flew and did not splash on them.

In the distance, the idiot who rushed over couldn't help but see this scene and said, "What a handsome swordsmanship." ”

"This little Taoist priest seems to know something, follow it closer!"

Peng Tianli shouted.

As he spoke, he suddenly looked back, his eyes turned into pure black, and blood floated out between his pores.

Cast pre-swing.

Seeing this, Peng Tianli shouted, turned around and slashed, and cut the attacker behind him in half!

The redworm that split his head and covered his face drilled into Peng Tianli's body, and Peng Tianli let out a miserable scream.

In his chest, the black mist finally took shape, turning into a colorful tiger.

It's a pity that the colorful tigers are of little use to the red worms, and they can't kill these red worms, which seems to be Peng Tianli, who is not low in force, this time, the first to die.

Behind the idiot, the blood mist is steaming, and a blood Buddha is vague.

The third lady screamed, and a large number of colorful poisonous insects jumped out of her mouth!