Feng Ling's reaction was much more than Hong Yadao expected, and he immediately looked at Granny Xue.

"You know us, this guest?"

Weak and old, Granny Snow is very naïve.

With his mouth moving, Hong Yadao looked at the two people who no longer knew him, and looked up at the east side of the giant lake, the only mountain that did not have an avalanche.

On the edge of the snow line and the grass is a temple made of stone and wood, and a stream of worshippers surrounds the lake and stretches to the mountainside.

They bowed down with reverent expressions, and the temple was empty and dimly lit. Only above the stone niche, there is a lifelike painted and profound stone statue, no more than two feet high, which looks like both the wind spirit and the lady of Lin.

People do not enter the temple, but only worship outside the door, and the departing people are satisfied, such as spiritual perfection.

Looking at this scene from afar, Hong Yadao people looked at the lake again.

After the end of the pilgrimage, the people go down the mountain, come to the lake, each find their way, scatter in all directions, and there are snowy herdsmen from all directions, gather to the lake, line up in turn, follow the worshippers around the lake, waiting for the opportunity to worship in the mountain.

"Goddess, you really don't know me? I'm from Hongya Dao! ”

"This uncle, my name is Feng Ling, grazing in Taiyin Lake, are you here to worship?"

The dress of the wind spirit has changed greatly, and it is still beautiful, and she has long lost the caution of the Holy Maiden of the Snow God Sect, and she is like a snow elf when she releases her nature, and the courtyard where she lives also has a sense of nature.

At a glance, the things she used were all made from local materials and slightly transformed, and everything she did was very much in line with the surface meaning of Taoism and nature.

"That's it, I'm here just to tell Her Highness the goddess that the dragon has turned over, the heavenly hell has collapsed, and the dragon veins in my world have swooped in all directions from the snowy region, and thousands of horses are galloping, heaven and earth are returning to the source, the most holy qi of humanity is manifested, and the right way in the world is promising."

Listening carefully, but confused, Feng Ling looked at Hong Ya Daoren, not knowing what to say.

"The holy woman has entered the realm of returning to the origin of Vientiane, and she has forgotten everything, and now she is hiding in the Styx, the Three Realms are restless, and the Snow God Sect is waiting for the holy woman."

Hongya Daoist knelt down and bowed, and gradually his figure dissipated.

"Huh?"

Feng Ling looked curiously at the place where he disappeared, and waved his hand inadvertently, and the scattered Hongya Dao people gradually condensed into the appearance of just kneeling, startling her.

Hurriedly waved his hand indiscriminately, and the shadow of Hongya Daoist disappeared.

She didn't understand how this could be, and she had the heart to wave her hand and try again, but there was no change.

"Wow, mother-in-law, is this the legendary cultivator?"

Thinking that her inadvertent supernatural powers were the cultivation methods of Hongya Dao people, what had just happened was left behind by the wind spirit in a blink of an eye, there were too many people by the lake, so she could only push Granny Xue to walk slowly away from the crowd.

"Brother Lin, the maple leaf is really red again."

She saw that behind the courtyard, there was a maple forest that seemed to welcome the solemn autumn, the leaves changing color, and muttering.

What is the dead Lin Feng doing?

was thrown in the air and exploded with a punch, and Lin Feng didn't have time to react at all. Not only was the body devoured clean by the creatures of the River Styx, but even the souls were scattered, and the souls returned to the underworld.

He became a remnant soul that drifted in the wind, and his souls drifted in all directions, or on the River Styx, or in the womb of the living, or in the clouds.

Most of the scattered spirits sank into the water, and countless of them had countless perspectives, observing the waters of the Styx River in all directions.

Unable to think, unable to generate memories, Lin Feng also saw that within the entire scope of the Xiongbo Temple, there were many people of the same kind as himself.

The spirit of the ownerless wanders, witnessing everything that is happening nearby.

His remnant soul sank more and more to the bottom of the water, mixing with this netherworld aura, as if traveling through time and space, after passing through layers of darkness, most of them drifted into a bright space.

This is the depths of the River Styx, the lair of the Enma.

The space was full of golden light, just like the Golden Rooster Temple shining on the world, and the terrifying huge body of the Enma sat on the ground, surrounded by a sea of bones. Bones of various colors almost submerged it, and the massive body only showed its face, its eyes closed.

The netherworld qi and various ghost qi precipitated by the River Styx slowly descended, were absorbed by the bones, and then absorbed by the Enma by piling up the connected bones.

As he exhaled and inhaled, the whole space followed the rhythm, and these bones, which had been deposited for an unknown number of years, seemed to be alive, following its breathing and undulating.

Many Lin Feng saw themselves fall to the ground, absorbed by the bones, and after passing through the bizarre passage, they all converged into a place full of pure evil power.

The colors are as disgusting as the miasma, and in the center of the evil force is a well-preserved corpse.

This person's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, even if he is dead, with his eyes closed, and a terrifying wound pierced in front and back on his forehead, he also looks extraordinary.

His soul was destroyed, and only his body remained.

The evil power enveloped the absorbed souls, turning into strange tiny tentacles, constantly mending the wounds of the corpse.

There was already a layer of ash between his wounds, which looked like pure divine power, and like something strange about to turn into flesh.

Countless Lin Feng also saw that they had come to the wound, this was a foggy world, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

Enma's cultivation continued, and in addition to being precipitated by the Netherworld Spirit, there were also many flesh and blood creatures born from the River Styx, who would accidentally fall from the dome above the bright space.

Before they could fall into the sea of bones, their flesh and blood were inexplicably dissolved, turning into a trace of flesh and blood essence, which was absorbed by the Enma.

A three-headed, nine-tailed monstrous monster suddenly poked its head out of the dome and looked at the Enma breathing quietly below.

This thing cannot transform into a human form, and its eyes are very intelligent and human, and it looks extremely intelligent.

It carefully looked down at the Enma's face for a long time, and finally saw what kind of fierce god it was, and its expression suddenly became terrified.

I wanted to escape, but I found that I was stuck in the enchantment dome, and the outer body could swing freely, but the inner body could not move the slightest.

Enma's spear-like eyelashes began to flutter, and the monster struggled in terror, screaming in horror.

The body outside the barrier frantically whipped the body of water, and it was suddenly stunned.

I don't know what kind of force it was subjected to, the front half of its body separated, like petrification, it fell downward, losing its head to preside, and its outer body also fell freely, piercing through the barrier.

"Little thing, what did you eat?"

Opening his eyes, Enma was shocked by the rich flesh and blood essence that this monster had transformed, and after questioning, the sea of bones suddenly shook.

The powerful qi machine flashed away, the bones were crushed into powder, and the Enma jumped up and looked up, as if it could be clear what was happening outside through the barrier?

"Hmph, only fools would swarm it!"

As soon as he closed his eyes and smelled it, he already understood what was happening outside, and sneered disdainfully, he planned to return to his original position and continue to practice, but he turned back and took half a step, and his footsteps couldn't fall.

"This is? What exactly have you devoured? ”

Ecstasy appeared on the evil face, and the change of qi caused his cloak full of evil desire to turn gold, as if he was right and evil, just in a thought.

The huge body ruminated like an old cow, and began to agitate strangely, and bursts of golden light emanated from him, setting him off like a god.

The bulge swam away, thundering, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and vomited.

A tiny yellowish liquid relative to his body was spat out. Catching it with one palm, he scrutinized the strange liquid that glowed faintly before reaching his huge eyes.

"Creation Divine Water?"

The uncontrollable laughter shook the void and trembled.

"Hahaha, let Shi, look at what you are guarding?"

A grain of yellow water entered his abdomen, and the body of the Enma trembled, too excited, and his eyes burst into two divine lights, piercing through the barrier and escaping into the River Styx.

"Hahaha, God help me."

After this grain of yellow water swam around him for a week, it burrowed into his divine soul and was automatically absorbed by the man in the middle of the divine soul consciousness sea.

The terrifying wound healed a little bit, and this change made the Enma dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?"

Exclaiming, he was even more surprised to find that the dead man seemed to have begun to give birth to spiritual intelligence, a condition that he had not seen for many years.

Ecstasy was followed by shock, for an existence like him, the unknown meant fear, and within the Three Realms, there were obviously very few things he didn't know.

How is it possible, when I am asleep, what has been devoured?

Frightened and confused, he closed his eyes and pondered, and carefully combed through the flesh and blood essence and soul he had absorbed while sleeping in the past few days, but found nothing.

But it was clear that the wound was still healing slowly, very slowly, very slowly, and he could see that this was also much faster than his own cultivation, and the hazy pure divine soul power became less transparent, and there were faint divine soul fluctuations, and the enma felt that he was going crazy.

Surprises came inexplicably, but one after another.

Unable to detect the anomaly of his slumber, his eyes widened, and he carefully sensed every trace of divine soul power that entered the corpse's head, no matter how laborious this subdivision process was, he was preoccupied.

It was worthy of the existence of making Shi face to face, and he finally discovered that the fluctuations in the divine soul of this corpse seemed to be related to the remnant soul emitted by the same creature.

Such a discovery made him immediately relieved, and his wild posture could no longer be held back.

"Hahaha, I thought that the carving insect skills were not worth mentioning, but I never thought that there would be such benefits, hahahaha!"

With one hand upward, Enma closed the enchantment, and the bright space suddenly became dark and turbid, and he transformed into an evil cloud with demonic energy and ghostly energy, rolling up from the depths of the River Styx, and everywhere he passed, everything except the body of water of the River Styx was swallowed up by him.

With his powerful divine soul power, the benefits of the mad devouring were obvious, and the wounds on the corpse were healing at an accelerated pace.

The great movement under the water caught the attention of Xiongbo, who was fishing and meditating on the shore and saw a huge shadow underwater.

All living beings and souls were devoured, and this horrific sight shocked Xiongbo.

Cultivating to the realm of Enma, the breakthrough of cultivation can no longer rely on simple devouring to pile up, and indiscriminate devouring will provoke boundless karma and causal killing, and if the blood light is too heavy, it will backfire itself.

The temple of Xiongbo thrived under his guard, and the living beings flourished, and the power of such merit was the guarantee that he would continue to grow stronger.

Now that the things that he had worked so hard to protect were devoured by the Enma, the male uncle jumped like thunder, and suddenly turned into his main body and jumped into the River Styx.

"Enma, you're looking for death!"