It was a very strange feeling, even Lin Feng couldn't describe what this strange feeling was.

Flustered, upset, like a big stone pressing down on his heart.

This time, he used the secret method of stealing the door: the Five Ghost Handling Technique, which was no different from his use of the secret method in the real world.

But he just feels, and there's definitely something different.

The difference is not only in the ritual and the environment.

It's another kind of inspiration that can't be said to be unclear.

Kenshin Tongming can sense danger.

But from the very beginning, [Kenshin Tongming] was like that.

The kindness brought by the [Power of the Mountain God] is also a warning.

But the level of early warning is not high.

Looks like everything is working fine.

After these normalities converged together, Lin Feng felt that none of this was normal!

All around, the night was getting darker, and the indescribable feeling enveloped them.

On the tree, the tip of the leaves, condensation of evening dew.

Too heavy, tick-tock.

Dripping down.

The surroundings became more humid and had a rancid smell.

Li Bodhisattva kept twitching his nose.

Very vigilant.

There was no smell of soot and incense ash in the wind, and Li Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief.

But.

The black blood in Li Bodhisattva's nostrils flowed faster and faster.

As the darkness became more and more secure, even lightning seemed to be unable to illuminate the place.

Li Bodhisattva's nervous whole body trembled.

Only Zhu Baihu, who was the calmest, held the knife and his eyes widened.

After a while, Lin Feng's spell stopped.

Not only is it not quiet here.

On the contrary, it is even more noisy.

I don't know when, the wind is gone.

The yin wind disappears.

But all around, countless whispers sounded, and they floated around them, forming an alternative wind, which constantly circled around them.

It's annoying.

Don't listen to it, it's babbling all the time.

But listen carefully.

I couldn't hear what it was saying.

It's just a few whispers.

This languid voice.

It's like a goose feather stick, gently and gently sweeping on people's chins.

Attract people's attention, the feeling of wanting to refuse and welcome.

Under such a feeling, the guide was the first to be unable to hold back, and subconsciously wanted to prick up his ears and listen carefully to what the lazy muttering around him was, but he was slapped in the face by Li Bodhisattva.

This slap was extremely hard.

There was a "pop", and the brains of the beaten guide were buzzing.

"I don't want to die!"

Li Bodhisattva whispered to the guide, and said with a pale face: "It's all nonsense, you won't be able to come back after listening to it." ”

The guide covered his face and trembled with fear.

Didn't dare to speak.

Half an hour later.

Lin Feng looked at the materials in front of him with some suspicion, not knowing if he didn't call over and the spell failed, or if the yin and yang here were reversed, and the environment had changed.

It wasn't until a gust of demon wind swept towards this side, and it seemed that a yin spirit responded to the call, that Lin Feng looked up, and he didn't know.

He thought simply.

Look at this overwhelming frenzy.

He spat out the dirty words.

"It's over."

He said.

Zhu Baihu and Li Bodhisattva all heard Lin Feng's words and looked at the place where Lin Feng's eyes went.

They didn't see anything.

What they saw and what Lin Feng saw were completely different things.

All they could see was the dark sky, the unfathomable forests, and the mountains hidden in the darkness in the distance.

From time to time, the lightning that pierces the darkness is considered an embellishment.

Other than that, these deep mountains, silent as if they were dead monsters.

The sea is inclusive.

Other than that, they don't see anything.

But Lin Feng did see it.

Lin Feng saw the strange tide.

Just like the desert, the sandstorms that cover the sky and connect the heavens and the earth are like a sand wall.

Countless shadows were hidden behind the wall made of thick mist, and the material of this wall was like a black fog, and it was like a solidified fierce fire oil.

Countless ghosts, the lower half of their bodies were contained in the black mist.

The other half of the body, struggling towards this side.

Because this strange tide is too high.

So he couldn't estimate how far away the tide was.

Pinch the numbness.

Can't run away.

"Gotta start over."

He really can't handle such a scene.

Don't say it's him.

Aru is here, and he probably has to kneel.

This is really every time I come to Xiangxi, and every time I make a new discovery.

Just last time, the land god of Niutou Mountain, he felt unfathomable, who knows now to look at it.

Oh, Niutou Mountain land, but that's it.

At the bottom of the food chain.

Although I have no money, 50 million is not enough for me .jpg retirement.

Just as he was calmly complaining, in the middle of the tide, a giant walked out.

This giant is really as tall as the sky.

Half of his head was stuck in the lead cloud, and the other half was just under the lead cloud.

The thunder in the thundercloud kept exploding next to his ears, but it couldn't do anything about him.

I couldn't see the eyes, but I looked at him like a baboon covered in hair.

In his hands, the iron chains turned into thick fog were tied to many yin gods the size of the land of Niutou Mountain, and these yin gods were prostrate on the ground, like cattle and sheep.

On the heads of these yin gods, their priesthood is marked.

【Liuke Mountain Land】

【True Mountain Land】

【Yingke Mountain Land】

【Shuangfeng Mountain Land】

……

Look at this shocking scene.

Lin Feng smashed it and smashed his mouth.

Silent for a long time.

On the head of the tallest giant, it is marked with [Fifth Stage, Blood God]

Faun is right!

It was only at this time that Lin Feng had a deafening question in his heart.

Blood God, what the hell is it?

What's called the Blood God?

It's a corpse, it's a tree, it's a corpse, it's a yin god.

What else could he be?

At first, he thought that the blood worm infected was called a blood worm.

Later, Lin Feng looked at this huge Yin God and felt that he could understand what was called a blood god.

If you like to call the god of blood, call it.

Anyway, I can't tell your standards, and the right to speak is in your hands.

Whoever you like to call the blood god, you can call the blood god!

Just as he was waiting to die, suddenly, in the thundercloud, a thunderclap fell fiercely.

The crimson thunder and lightning made everyone present can't help but close their eyes.

Just a moment.

In the fifth stage, the giant-like blood god let out a painful wail, and a thick mist was cut down by the red thunder, and flew straight towards Lin Feng.

The rest of the dense fog disappeared between Lin Feng's eyes closing and opening.

The mountains and forests are quiet and no longer gloomy.

Then, when Lin Feng opened his eyes, a group of yin spirits wearing square scarves and Taoist clothes rushed to Lin Feng, and they were like Aladdin magic lamp gods without hems, surrounding Lin Feng to thank him.

"Thank you for your help."

"I can't repay it."

"I can be in the same vein, thank you for my fellow Daoists."

"Thank you for your fellow believers!"

Then, Lin Feng saw a few ghosts pounce on him, and a familiar voice came out of his ears again.

【You are suffering from the inheritance irrigation of Feng Shui physiognomy】

【You are gaining knowledge】

[You are gaining one of the thirty-six pieces of the Fragment Inheritance]

[Your Qi Observation Eye is changing]

……