"Head-lowering technique?" the crowd snapped, many of whom had never heard of the name. However, that Situ Fengyi's husband was shocked on his face, and then he slowly explained.

The technique of head lowering originated in China and is related to Taoism. In ancient times, there were some Taoists who had unscrupulous minds, believing that the higher the spell, the more they could become immortals, so a large number of Taoist priests used the profound Taoist principles of Taoism to concoct a large number of "experiments" contrary to Taoist thoughts. Later, this evil system gradually spread to the South Seas, where it flourished.

The art of lowering the head is very evil, and anyone who falls for it will be tortured and will eventually die.

Listening to Situ Fengyi's husband's words, everyone's faces turned pale. This is beyond their comprehension.

"Sir, please save my father. Situ Fengyi, who was still suspicious just now, suddenly walked up to Chen Feng and pleaded.

"Don't worry, as long as Old Man Situ still has a breath, I will definitely pull him out of the ghost gate. Chen Feng said lightly: "Situ Qiang stays, and everyone else goes out." ”

After a while, only Chen Feng and Situ Qiang were left in the ward.

"Sir, what are we going to do?" Situ Qiang said in a low voice.

Chen Feng pointed to the teacup on the table: "Put a cup of blood into the teacup, and then wait for my orders." ”

"Okay!" Situ Qiang didn't say a word, picked up the fruit knife on the table and cut it fiercely on the palm of his hand, and suddenly, the bright red blood dripped down, and after a while, it was a full cup.

said that Chen Feng was here, only to see him violently tear apart the clothes of Old Man Situ, exposing the entire front. I saw that the entire chest was full of dense black lines, and these black lines were like earthworms, stretching and shrinking, and they were about to reach the heart.

Chen Feng's eyes were straight, and his sword was stretched out. Suddenly, a faint true qi flashed in his fingertips.

"What a thick true qi!" Situ Qiang was secretly frightened when he watched from the side, his eyes full of admiration. You must know that he has practiced martial arts for more than 30 years, but he has not practiced true qi. In martial arts, only when you have practiced true qi can you be regarded as a master on the ground.

The true qi on Chen Feng's fingertips had already brightened to the extreme, and he saw him point at Old Man Situ's heart.

"Bang-"

A faint halo of light suddenly spread from Chen Feng's fingertips. For a while, all the black lines on Old Man Situ's body suddenly gathered together as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and then, as if blowing up a balloon, they actually bulged up on Old Man Situ's skin, forming a black ball, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of his skin and escape outside.

"Gollum-Gollum-"

As soon as the black ball moved, it could be seen that in Old Man Situ's body, these black lines were constantly separated and added to the expanding black ball. Finally, the black ball swelled to the limit, and the black line was no longer separated from the old man's body.

"Po-"

The skin outside the black ball burst open like a blister, and the black ball in the package suddenly lost its restraint. The next moment, an extremely fierce aura suddenly erupted from the black ball.

The black ball burst out, and a black demon was formed in mid-air, surrounded by countless fierce aura, indescribably terrifying.

Then the cold aura in this ghost, for a while, Situ Qiang's legs trembled.

This black evil ghost is actually a kind of yin spirit, but since the day of its formation, this kind of yin spirit has been cursed by the evil head descender with all kinds of vicious curses, and slowly lost its nature and became a demon.

"Roar—"

The black demon roared fiercely, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards Chen Feng, as if it was about to devour Chen Feng in the next moment.

"What can I do with the art of ghost descending?" Chen Feng let out a low snort, his left hand was in a puddle, and the index finger of his right hand violently shot out a wisp of true qi, which was quickly carved in the palm of his left hand.

"Thunder Hell Soul Talisman!"

In an instant, Chen Feng's left palm lit up with a golden light. A huge power grid appeared in an instant, surrounding the fierce black demons.

"Crackle-"

Like a firecracker, bright sparks bloomed everywhere on the black ghost's body, and a foul smell immediately filled the entire ward.

"Roar—"

The black demon slammed left and right, but he couldn't break through this strong power grid. Eventually, it let out a terrible roar, which suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated.

"Is it over?" Situ Qiang swallowed and said in shock. What he saw today made him unable to describe his mood in words. He vaguely felt that he had come into contact with an unknown world.

Looking at the old man Situ who was still unconscious, Sha Qianhe's face was indescribably solemn: "Next, it's the main thing!"

"Huh?" Situ Qiang didn't react for a while, could the ferocious demon just now just go down to the side dishes? However, before he could think of something, something that shocked him even more happened.

I saw that Old Man Situ's throat suddenly gurgled, and then, his mouth suddenly opened, and a blood-red centipede flew out.

That's right, it's flying! A centipede that could only crawl can fly!

"Squeak—"

The centipede's two blood-red eyes stared at Chen Feng motionlessly, and it knew that it was the man in front of him, trying to stop it from harvesting this life.

The blood-colored centipede's tail swung violently, and its body was like an arrow off the string, shooting straight at Chen Feng's face.

"Hmph!" Chen Feng shouted, his fingers clicked, and a powerful true qi, like a beam of laser, shot out, right on the centipede's head!

"Yiyang finger?" Situ Qiang swallowed and shouted in surprise.

"Hmph, you've read too many novels!" Chen Feng's mouth hooked up a playful smile: "This is called 'Finger Piercing Mountain'!"

As he spoke, his finger clicked again, unmistakably striking the centipede's head again.

The wounded centipede suddenly went berserk, only to see him scream sharply, and then, his body swelled violently, and a thrilling momentum pressed like a mountain.

"Splash it with the blood in the cup!" Chen Feng drank suddenly. Situ Qiang reacted quickly, and as soon as Chen Feng's words fell, a cup full of blood had already been spilled!

"Shhh

"That's it!" Chen Feng drank secretly, and the true qi between the index finger of his right hand condensed to the peak, and pointed at the centipede's head.

"Whoa—"

The shell that couldn't even be broken with two fingers just now was pierced by Chen Feng's finger in this situation.

"Roar—"

The blood-colored centipede writhed violently, blood-red juice constantly rolling out of the large hole in its head.

"Smack-"

The centipede struggled violently, and its huge tail swept violently against the wall, and suddenly, a large layer of skin was scraped off the hard wall, and the cracks that stretched outward around the scraping mouth looked so hideous and terrifying.

"This centipede has a lot of strength. Situ Qiang exclaimed: "However, why did this centipede enjoy it so much after my blood was splashed on his body, and besides, its defense power has also dropped so much." ”

"Hehe, this is a rare 'blood-sucking flying centipede'. Chen Feng looked at the centipede that was still fluttering on the ground, and explained rarely: "This centipede lives by sucking blood, for the sake of blood, it will attack any animal desperately, and as it sucks more and more blood, it will become more powerful." However, it also has a lethal trait, when it sucks blood, it is the moment when its defenses are at their weakest. ”

At this moment, the vampire flying centipede finally stopped all movements, and it was obvious that it was too dead to die anymore.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, he picked up the fruit knife on the table, and under the infusion of true qi, the fruit knife was extremely sharp and cut open the centipede's stomach. A blood-red Danzhu rolled down and lay quietly on the floor, looking extremely charming.

"This is the Blood Pill, and it has a lot of use for me. Chen Feng was a little happy, he didn't expect to encounter the "Vampire Flying Centipede" by chance this time, its blood pill was a good product for improving cultivation.

Putting away the blood pill and observing Mr. Situ, whose face was gradually ruddy, Chen Feng said to Situ Qiang: "Old man Situ should be fine." Also, the meat of this 'Vampire Flying Centipede' is a treasure for buffing the body, if you don't feel disgusting, eating some should allow you to condense your true qi. ”

When Situ Qiang heard this, he looked at the centipede corpse on the ground with bright eyes, and he couldn't wait to eat it raw right now.

......

At the same time, in a private house on the outskirts of HZ, an old man with a goatee sat on a futon with an ugly face, and a wisp of bright red blood still hung from the corner of his mouth. I saw him muttering to himself hatefully: "Who is it that not only broke my head-lowering magic technique, but also killed my 'blood-sucking flying centipede'." Damn, I'm going to break you to pieces!" he slammed his palm, and a large hole was punched in the wall in front of him.