People see the world differently from the yin gods and gods, this old Taoist breath is dying, and the long-term bleeding makes his spirit and spirit weakened to the extreme, and he is almost about to die.

The face is as white as paper.

It's like a dead man.

If it weren't for his occasional heaving chest, Lin Feng would have thought he was dead.

The old Taoist master used a secret method to tell him to try his best to survive.

But it's not long before he dies.

His robes turned black—the color of blood.

Lin Feng didn't know whether this was a living person or a dead person.

If it is normal to speak, it is not considered that the Shangqing Maoshan Sect suppressed this place, whether it was a few years ago, or more than ten years, decades ago, with his bleeding volume, it doesn't matter.

In a few hours, a man will die.

The iron-beaten people can't stand the bleeding for so long.

His heart vanished, and a large gap was exposed, making him look like a mindless person who was transparent from front to back.

The heaviest bleeding was his heart.

It's all white.

From the point of view of these "gods".

If the Taoist leader replaced the main god, he should have used another method to cover his breath.

But the human blood he shed from the god was not discovered by the Yin God.

That's pretty much a prayer.

Lin Feng looked at him, and he also saw Lin Feng.

The corneas of the originally cloudy, like the corneas of a dead person, moved, and the eyes regained their cordiality.

See that there is a living person here.

The old way was in good spirits.

He opened his hand tremblingly and pointed inside.

"Let's go."

He said with his mouth, Lin Feng shook his head slightly, and the old Taoist priest was a little anxious.

However, after he saw something on Lin Feng's shoulder, his face changed and changed, and finally a talisman full of blood popped out and fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

He said with his mouth shaped.

He pointed again into the mist, and said with his mouth, "Great danger." ”

Those who led the team would not stop their movements because of the old Taoist's words, just like this, they also entered the [Shengxian Village], and the door closed with a "bang".

Leaving Lin Feng outside.

The team had just entered, and before Lin Feng could exhale a breath, he heard another sound from the mist.

"Smack".

"Smack".

"Smack".

It was the sound of whips whipping on people, and the sound of screams of pain.

Lin Feng looked into the depths of the dense fog, and then, he saw a group of officers and soldiers using whips to beat the people who were serving the conscripts fiercely, and got out of the fog.

Crashed through the fog.

How do you describe those who serve in forced labor?

Lin Feng looked at it, and really felt that people were like ants, they were undressed, naked, pulling on the rope, and the rolling logs under them made an overwhelmed moan.

A statue of the god was covered in a huge white cloth, and those who served as conscripts were like ants, coerced by officers and soldiers, to come here.

The huge rolling log, which made an extremely dangerous sound, mixed with the whipping sound and the wail of pain, formed a new picture scroll of hell.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Feng felt that he was seen by the thing that was hidden inside.

Even if it was covered with a white cloth, Lin Feng felt an extreme oppression.

How should this be explained?

Lin Feng inexplicably remembered Wu Cao's [Tongtian Floating Slaughter].

[Vertical arch for four years, (Wu Cao) demolished (Luoyang) Qianyuan Palace, built a Ming Hall in its place, and Huaiyi was appointed as a superintendent]

[Tens of thousands of people are served, thousands of people are dragged by a large tree, a trumpet is placed, a head is a rake, and thousands of people are in harmony. The Mingtang Mansion has three floors and is 200 feet high. and in the north of the Ming Hall, the vast sub-Ming Hall]

The scene he encountered was just like what was said in the old Tang book.

Two hundred feet, seventy meters smaller.

To Lin Feng, this statue was like a Maitreya statue in heaven, how many tons it weighed, Lin Feng no longer knew how much.

But he knew that no matter what was inside the white cloth, it was more than fifty meters tall - about the same height as Ultraman Tiga in his normal state.

Compared to something like this.

Lin Feng really felt that he was nothing, even if his Yin God came out, he was just a little brother.

The words of those officers and soldiers rang in his ears.

"You are not allowed to look at the idols of the gods, you are not allowed to look at the idols of the gods, and those who see them will not be killed."

"All bow their heads, bow their heads."

……

"It's late."

Lin Feng thought in his heart that at this moment, he didn't even have the original desire to complain.

He knelt on the ground and bowed.

The consciousness of the whole person is stripped away.

It was an impulse to dedicate one's whole body to this thing, no, maybe not just an impulse, it had become a reality.

Lin Feng knelt on the ground, he didn't know what he had dedicated.

The magic weapons left behind in Fukou withered and withered, and the lights of thousands of homes were extinguished again.

The entire Fukou turned into darkness.

Even the weirdness that was falling into reality froze his pace, and after a while, without any anchorage, he disappeared in place.

Xiao Miaozhu, who was entangled in the sky with a strange face, looked at the dark Fukou, sighed, wanted to be speechless, turned into a meteor, and fell into the Temple of Tianfei Niangniang.

The statue of the god Mazu emitted an incomparably brilliant light, like a pillar of fire in a beacon tower, illuminating the night sky here.

This is another form of warning.

Three Mountains Fu, Quanzhen Dao, Zen Buddhism, Tiantai Sect, Western Regions Buddhism, Guanwai Shaman, each resident mage.

At this moment, the ecology is fragile, and only a few people are left to support it.

Lin Feng leveraged a trace of strength to break the balance.

Xiao Miaozhu is also powerless, unable to whitewash the peace, only when he dies at this time and returns to the true spirit of incense, Mazu Niangniang has the strength to continue to save people in the waves.

The rest of the gods are the same.

He had forgotten how many years Mazu Niangniang had not issued a holy oracle, and the rest of the gods were the same.

The effect of the Jiao field is getting worse and worse.

The fire is like a bean.

In the temple of Tianfei Niangniang, a trace of rhythm came out, and continued to bless and protect the city.

As always.

……

Eight hours later.

Lin Feng stood in front of the [Ascending Immortal Village], the old Taoist priest looked at him, and before he could speak, Lin Feng clicked on the inside of the [Ascending Immortal Village] and signaled that he wanted to go over.

The old Taoist priest nodded, and Lin Feng followed them and blended into the team.

He didn't try to pry the [Five Ghost Carrying Technique], he just wanted to see if he could still come here.

The results can.

didn't bring Zhou Laohan, Zhou Laohan's knife, okay, others, no.

But instead of coming down the hill as before, he saw a path here that shouldn't belong.

A faint trail.

Those wild dogs, wild wolves, and yin spirits didn't dare to set foot in it, and Lin Feng walked up until he came to the front.

Not even an owl was seen.

Naturally, there was no big festival, and there were no three "gods" left here.

He went to "steal" the incense of the Tianfei Niangniang Temple, and no one stopped and embarrassed him.

Lin Feng stood at the door and waited, and after a while, Lao Dao came, and Lin Feng followed Lao Dao into the [Shengxian Village].

And no one spoke on his shoulder.

Everything went smoothly.

Everywhere you enter, it is a passage of the tomb.

It's very low, and it's not what he imagined, it's completely different.

After entering this corridor, Lin Feng found that whether it was the paper figures wearing bright yellow clothes or the two-meter-tall "gods", they all began to become "real" and looked even more human.

No more botched paper figurines.

After they came to life, they walked deeper into the corridor.

No stops.

But this kind of activation, some of the tigers do not look like cats, and at the same time, Lin Feng saw that the old Taoist who was originally dying, the injury on his chest healed quickly.

The team of wandering gods continued to walk into the depths of the Yongdao, but this old Taoist came to the shell of a golden cicada, and I don't know how he did it, obviously there is an old Taoist on the god chariot, and his true body came to Lin Feng's side.

He was extremely anxious and uneasy.

Looking at the only living person he had seen over the years, he pulled Lin Feng aside, away from the team of wandering gods who were still blowing and blowing, walking towards the dark corridor, and asked a little nervously, "Where are you a mage?" What's the matter, does the Maoshan Dharma Altar know the news? How many of my Maoshan mages are out there? Did you bring helpers? ”

Lin Feng looked at Lao Dao, and repeatedly confirmed Lao Dao's face, he had never seen this face in the "Guandi Temple" under the mountain, and then said: "Dao Chief, many years have passed, and Maoshan has not reacted.

You probably can't wait for the rescue!

It's just me. ”

He looked at the Taoist priest's expression as he spoke, and the old Taoist priest looked stunned: "Impossible, we desperately sent so many people down......"

Lin Feng: "It's all dead." ”

The Taoist chief was incredulous: "It's all dead, it's impossible, it's obviously ......"

Bite one's tongue.

react.

Suspicious eyes.

Distance.

Finger drew a talisman.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning.

Lin Feng looked at the old Taoist's three-piece suit as usual, looked left and right, and said with an unchanged expression: "If I guess correctly, what the Taoist chief wants to say is that it is clear that he walked out with the right forbidden Lang Ding Zhenjun Zhongmao Jun Law Seal, right?" ”

Lin Feng saw the talisman exposed from the sleeve of the old Taoist priest. and the Taoist priest who was about to run away, and said unhurried again: "Don't do it, Daoist, I've seen this thing, the Taoist priests you sent out desperately all died in the Guandi Temple at the foot of the mountain, someone cut off the head of the Guandi Emperor, hollowed out the Guandi Temple Guandi Temple, and stuffed all the Taoist corpses into it - with the Taoist corpse and the wish of incense, I want to disintegrate the Dharma seal." ”

Lin Feng said what he had seen and heard concisely.

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest's face was hard to see.

He made a few handprints, Lin Feng suddenly felt that there seemed to be a trace of something more on his body, and without hesitation, Lin Feng sacrificed the fire and burned it to the ground, and the flame was about to be passed over, but he saw the Taoist priest waving his hand again and again.

"And who are you? Is it a family heirloom or someone? What is the lineage and whose path is it inherited? Make it clear! ”

Lin Feng looked at the Dao Elder and said, "Dao Chief, you should make it clear first, I am here to solve things, not to intensify the conflict." ”

Lin Feng was really not afraid of breaking things the first time.

Anyway, he still has countless opportunities.

Don't care about this time.

Because there is a way out, it is full of courage.