If you wear this mask, will it cause any bad consequences to yourself?

Is the strange temperament of the Blood Wolf Monk also the reason for the "Silver Ghost Face"?

It's just that, if it's my turn, I can't escape it.

Qin Yan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, held his breath, and put his mask on his face with both hands. A cold sensation permeated his skin, and the power of death mixed with the pulsating aura. After the brief discomfort passed, he opened his eyes again, and he didn't feel much change, but his vision was faintly covered with a light gray.

He turned his head to look at Wei Fei in the corner, and immediately noticed that it was different from before. His gaze penetrated Wei Fei's flesh and saw a vigorous burning flame, which was ...... Wei Fei's soul?

When Wei Fei met his gaze, he only felt a trembling sensation surging all over his body, his breath was suffocated, and then he felt nauseous and tight, and he wanted to vomit. He let out a strange cry and hurriedly lowered his head. Qin Yan also quickly looked away and looked ahead instead.

The thin layer of wooden walls could not separate the power of the silver ghost face, and the soul of the gray-clothed old man was also displayed in front of Qin Yan's eyes, it was a cyan flame, without Wei Fei's fiery and exuberant, but the color seemed to be richer, symbolizing that his cultivation was higher than Wei Fei's.

Before twilight had completely fallen, the trio arrived at the post point, the home of several dilapidated houses. They were warmly welcomed by a group of plainly dressed farmer men, and from the cellar they entered the other side of the world that truly belonged to darkness, where they rested tonight.

The next day, the three of them changed to a carriage and continued on the road to the Central Plains. The old man carefully selected this black horse is really extraordinary, once set foot on the flat and spacious road, the four hooves run up to the wind, even if the carriage is pulled, the speed is not slow at all, most of the day to run more than 500 miles, into the area near the Central Plains.

At dusk, the carriage came to the next post point, which was a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers. However, just as they approached the outskirts of the village, the horses in the car suddenly stopped, and refused to take any further step despite the beating of the old man in gray.

Wei Fei asked suspiciously, "Senior Hua, what's wrong?"

The old man in gray had a calm face, and he no longer beat the horses, raised his head and stared at the village in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "There are strangeness. ”

At this time, Qin Yan, who had been seizing the time to meditate and cultivate, also opened his eyes, frowned, and said softly: "There is a strong smell of blood, and many people have died in front." ”

It is common for disciples of the Demon Sect to kill people and set fires, so that they will not be intimidated by a little dead person. But the heavy tone of the two still cast a haze on Wei Fei's heart, and he lifted the curtain to look around, surrounded by barren mountains and bare dirt, and the wind blew through the boundless barren mountains, rolling up large areas of sand.

The remnant sun will set, and the afterglow will be like blood. The red glow stained the hill and mixed it with the faint blood light from the village in front of it, a scene of slaughter!

Could it be that someone found out where they were and set a trap here? Or maybe they just happened to run into a robber raiding a house?

With the skills of these three people, even if a certain big faction of masters comes to the nest, they are confident that they can break through. But for some reason, at this moment, a sense of ominousness suddenly appeared in the hearts of the three of them at the same time.

"What kind of place is this?" Qin Yan said slowly. His voice became extremely strange through the camouflage of the mask, reverberating faintly in the carriage, revealing a strange coldness.

"Cen Guanling. The gray-clothed old man's hoarse voice sounded, and at this moment, if he still couldn't feel the strong killing intent mixed with the dead aura of the forest in the village in front of him, even if he had been in vain for so many years, "Childe, you wait here, the old man will go and take a look." ”

"Wait, together—" Qin Yan didn't finish his sentence, but the old man had already swept out and quickly disappeared into the lifeless village.

The old man's mood was very impatient. One of his favorite apprentices was in this inn, and he was eager to know what was going on in the village. Moreover, with his cultivation, even if something is wrong, he is confident that he can get out of the way.

But when he rushed into the village, broke through the invisible film, and saw the scene of corpses everywhere in the village, his heart completely cooled. The old man saw his apprentice, and as the strongest master in the post point, he also received the most special treatment. The look of resentment and horror frozen on the skull made the old man feel a twitch from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, countless figures jumped out from all directions, sealing off all his retreats. Each of them has the strength to shock the old man......

Qin Yan's eyelids jumped suddenly. In his field of vision, the cyan flame that symbolized the old man's soul suddenly rose to the limit, blazing, and then dying out at a faster rate, and in the blink of an eye, it was burned to the ground, completely merging into the dead air of the village.

There was only a terrible scream, mixed with the cold wind of winter twilight, and it blew over the carriage: "Childe, go quickly-"

The roar was cut off from it and came to an abrupt end. The old man is dead.

As a mid-level Diyuan master, and with decades of experience in licking blood with a knife, the old man should have the ability to escape even if he encountered several high-level enemies of Diyuan, but he didn't even last a breath. This seemed to indicate that there was at least one Tian Yuan-level grandmaster among the enemies ahead!

Qin Yan lifted the curtain, stepped out of the carriage, and stared.

At this time, it may be too late to escape, but if there is only one Tian Yuan Grandmaster, Qin Yan is confident that he can fight with it. However, what was very strange was that he couldn't feel the enemy's breath at all, and he couldn't see the opponent's soul flame through the silver ghost face.

The quiet hamlet was like a giant beast entrenched, and the blood flowing above it was already as thick as substance. It seems that this dusk killing can't be avoided......

Qin Yan took a breath softly, and before the dangerous battle of life and death, his mood was extremely calm. He touched the saber at his waist, and there was a hint of warmth from the iron-scaled wooden hilt carved with exquisite patterns. The demon sword "Autumn Dew on the Leaves" given by the Blood Wolf Monk gave him strong self-confidence.

Wei Fei walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qin, what should I do?" He was not as good as Qin Yan in cultivation, and he didn't know the news of the old man's death, let alone what kind of danger they were about to face.

Qin Yan turned his head to look at him and said, "You go first, I'll stop them." ”

"No! I can't—"

"Don't waste time!" Qin Yan interrupted him, "There are still fifty thousand taels of silver tickets on the car, you bring them all back." I can get away with it alone!"

"Okay!" Wei Fei was about to turn his head, when he suddenly shuddered, revealing an extremely shocked expression. Qin Yan also turned his head to look at it sensitively, and his pupils constricted in an instant.