After a whole day of traveling, the group of four stopped at the foot of a hill.

Looking at this bare hill, Ling Fan frowned, glared at Song Hu angrily, and asked sharply, "Black Wind Village is on this mountain?"

"Hmph, of course it's on this mountain!"

Knowing that the three people in front of him would not kill him, Song Hu was not at all worried about the anger in Ling Fan's eyes. It's just that he replied angrily, and then he led the way up the mountain.

Ling Fan and the three of them immediately followed behind Song Hu, until they reached the edge of a cliff at the top of the mountain, Song Hu suddenly stopped, turned around and laughed evilly, and said, "Black Wind Village is down there!"

After Song Hu finished speaking, he jumped down first, seeing this, before Ling Fan could stop it, Yang Feng followed closely and immediately jumped down.

"Hey, let's go down too!"

Knowing that Yang Feng had no ability to think now because of the worry about his sister in his heart, Ling Fan could only shake his head helplessly, grabbed Jin Lan's arm, and also jumped down the cliff.

"Ah...... Well, why did you land so quickly?"

Jumping from such a high cliff, Jin Lan, a girl who was only fifteen years old, naturally screamed in surprise, but the cry did not last for a moment before it turned into a sound of surprise.

"What a superb phantom array!"

At this time, Ling Fan couldn't guess that the cliff was just the edge of the phantom array, but even so, he was still very surprised.

This special phantom array was not only very well disguised on the hill outside, even Ling Fan, who was proficient in the formation, did not notice it, but also in this phantom array, the clouds and mist were shrouded, only a faint light shone on this cloud and mist, and in the line of sight, it was all gray, obviously this place was still in the formation.

"Quick, take us to my sister, or I won't have to keep my oath and kill you now!"

Looking at the environment in front of him, Yang Feng immediately glared at Song Hu beside him, and after speaking, the flying sword in his hand was already on Song Hu's neck.

"Okay, don't get excited, this is just a maze outside our Black Wind Village, Black Wind Village is in the center of here, I'll take you there now!"

Seeing the killing intent in Yang Feng's eyes, Song Hu had no doubt that Yang Feng would really kill him. In this way, Song Hu hurriedly spoke, and immediately walked towards the center of this maze after speaking.

It didn't take long for Ling Fan and the three of them to follow Song Hu around and around, and finally came to the center of the maze.

As the fog dissipated in front of them, what appeared in front of the three of them was a clearing, with more than a dozen wooden houses of different sizes standing on top of the clearing.

In the center of the clearing, more than two dozen Black Wind Village people wearing black and gray armor were holding weapons and looking at Ling Fan and the three of them with a wary expression.

These people are the people left behind in Black Wind Village.

Seeing the environment here, Ling Fan suddenly frowned for some reason. But a moment later, when he was about to speak, Song Hu's voice came first.

"Hehe, welcome to Black Wind Village!"

"Hmph, you can still laugh!" Yang Feng snorted coldly and said, "Go, take me to my sister!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Song Hu didn't answer, and immediately led the three of them towards the largest wooden house in Black Wind Village, but for some reason, at this time, there was always a faint smile on Song Hu's face.

However, Song Hu's expression was not noticed by the three of them.

With Song Hu leading the way, naturally no one will stop him in the Black Wind Village. What's more, these people who stayed behind in the Black Wind Village also saw that their village owner was pressed in, so of course they immediately got out of the way and let Ling Fan and the others pass.

However, just as Ling Fan and the others had just passed in front of these people, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Yang Feng, is that you?"

"Third uncle?"

Hearing that someone recognized him, Yang Feng hurriedly followed the voice and looked over.

I saw that the person who spoke was an old man who was close to half a hundred, and this old man Yang Feng did recognize that this person was the third uncle in Yang Feng's original village.

"Yang Feng, I didn't expect you to even catch Song Hu, an old thief, are you here to save us?"

Song Hu arranged for these people to be left in Heifeng Village, saying that he was guarding the cottage, but in fact, he also meant to trap these people.

After all, most of the people in Heifeng Village were forced to join by people from nearby villages, and naturally many of them were dissatisfied with Song Hu.

"Well, third uncle, now that Song Hu, the old thief, has been abolished by us, now you don't have to worry about him!"

When he met his relatives, even if he was not a close relative, Yang Feng was equally excited.

And his third uncle's mood at this time seemed to be the same as Yang Feng, and he was also excited to Yang Feng.

However, as soon as the third uncle walked in front of Yang Feng, suddenly a white shadow flashed, and the next moment Ling Fan suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ling Fan's speed was as fast as lightning, and as soon as he appeared, his huge palm had already stretched out at the same time, directly pinching the third uncle's neck.

"Ling Fan, what are you doing, he is my third uncle!"

Seeing Ling Fan's movements, everyone present was stunned, but after a while, when Yang Feng woke up and came back, he hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

However, Ling Fan didn't seem to hear Yang Feng's words, and his clenched palms didn't mean to relax in the slightest.

"Say!Who are you?"

Ling Fan glared at the third uncle angrily and said sharply.

"I'm Yang Feng's third uncle!"

As the third uncle spoke, a sad look flashed on his face at the same time. Seeing that Yang Feng felt a little distressed in his heart.

However, although Yang Feng at this time was anxious because of his thoughts, he did not completely lose his mind. He knew that Ling Fan would not harm him, not to mention that from the moment Ling Fan destroyed the Black Wind Village, he was already Ling Fan's follower, and Ling Fan had no reason to harm him.

So Ling Fan actually made such a puzzling move now, obviously for his own reasons.

"Didn't you say yes?" Seeing the look on the third uncle's face, Ling Fan just smiled evilly and said, "Okay, then I'll kill you now!"

After Ling Fan finished speaking, his other hand had already been raised, and he clenched his fist fiercely, and he was about to hit it.

"Yang Feng, why don't you come over and save your third uncle soon!"

The third uncle's voice came again, but to everyone's surprise, although Yang Feng's body shook, he still didn't move in the end, just gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes tightly, so that everyone could see the entanglement in his heart.

However, what happened next was completely different from what Yang Feng imagined.

"Yangfeng, Yangfeng, it seems that the relationship between the third uncle and you is not good!"

A sharp voice suddenly sounded, this voice came from the mouth of the third uncle, but it was completely different from just now.

"Hmph, I knew you weren't Yang Feng's third uncle!"

Hearing this voice, Ling Fan smiled heartily, and his clenched fist immediately smashed towards the third uncle's head.

But before Ling Fan's fist could be hit, suddenly a wisp of gray smoke rushed out from the top of the third uncle's head, and the next moment the third uncle's eyes immediately closed, his head tilted, and he was already breathless.

However, above his head, the gray smoke that had just risen condensed into the image of an old man, which was completely different from the third uncle.

"Chatter, boy, I didn't expect you to spot me. ”

The old man in mid-air had just taken shape, and immediately laughed strangely, and after saying to Ling Fan, he turned his head to look at Song Hu, who was already trembling, and said in a cold voice: "Song Hu, why did you bring them here!"

"Corpse Soul Ancestor, the younger generation is also forced to do so, they killed all my people, and asked the Ancestor to be the master for me!"

After Song Hu finished speaking, he immediately fell to his knees with a thud, the fear and sorrow on his face were intertwined, and it was indescribably weird.

"Corpse Soul?" Ling Fan shouted in surprise, "Are you a ghost cultivator?"

In the Ling family's cultivation classics, Ling Fan had read about ghost cultivation. Although there were not many introductions, because they were very different from the cultivation methods of the current monks, Ling Fan was deeply impressed.

The so-called ghost cultivation means that after the death of an ordinary monk, by chance, the soul does not enter reincarnation, but stays between heaven and earth.

Moreover, this soul is still under the opportunity to obtain the cultivation method of ghost cultivation, so that it can become a ghost cultivator.

It is said that millions of years ago, ghost cultivation was once very prosperous, and there were many ghost cultivators on the mainland, but because the cultivation method of ghost cultivation, in addition to absorbing yin qi, was to devour other people's souls, which was too cruel, so it was slaughtered by all the monks on the continent and finally disappeared.

Ling Fan didn't expect that he would actually encounter a living ghost cultivator.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to know about ghost cultivation!" The Corpse Soul Ancestor smiled gloomily, looked at Ling Fan and said lightly: "However, even if you know, it's useless, because you are about to become my food, I can feel that if I devour your soul, it will make me improve a lot!"

"Hmph, now I know why Black Wind Village slaughtered so many villages, it turned out to be capturing souls for you......"

Ling Fan's words were only halfway through, and Yang Feng beside him seemed to understand something, and suddenly burst out and rushed towards the Corpse Soul Ancestor.

"You killed my parents!

Yang Feng roared, and immediately rushed to the Corpse Soul Ancestor and swung a sword fiercely.

But for Yang Feng's attack, the Corpse Soul Ancestor didn't seem to see it, his eyes were still staring at Ling Fan with greed, until Yang Feng's flying sword was about to cut at his head, and he suddenly made a sound from his mouth.

"Ghosts devour the sky, devour!"

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Corpse Soul Ancestor suddenly dispersed, and the next moment it had turned into a faint gray mist again.

In this way, Yang Feng's attack naturally hit the air, but this gray mist rushed towards Ling Fan.

Seeing this gray mist, Ling Fan was shocked.

"What is this Corpse Soul Ancestor going to do?"

Although Ling Fan knew that the Corpse Soul Ancestor was a ghost cultivator, all he knew was limited to that, as for how the ghost cultivator attacked, what Dao techniques he had, and how he devoured the soul, he didn't know anything about it.

"Devouring your soul, of course!"

It was Song Hu who was kneeling on the ground behind him who answered Ling Fan.

However, Ling Fan didn't have time to be surprised by Song Hu's answer, and the next moment, this gray mist had already surrounded him, and in the blink of an eye, he had actually followed Ling Fan's seven orifices and rushed into Ling Fan's body.

"Ahh

Entering his body by this gray smoke, Ling Fan immediately let out a howl of pain, and then, before this cry disappeared, Ling Fan's body was already trembling.

Seeing that the corners of Ling Fan's mouth were bleeding, lying on the ground and constantly rolling and struggling, Jin Lan, who had not spoken, suddenly rushed to Ling Fan's side, tears unconsciously rolled down, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Ling Fan, you must be fine!"