The ancient temple was ruined and the walls were broken.

Duan Lang and his group walked in, and they were still shocked and looked tragic. After all, today's encounter really subverted what they knew and thought. The people they knew in the past, except for them, had never encountered them in this world, which was unbelievable.

Dreams? Illusion? Reality?

Everyone can’t tell the difference, because they will be hungry and tired here.

"Lanruo Temple!"

Xiling laughed Buddha whispered in a low voice. This ancient temple is not small in size. Unfortunately, he racked his brains to recall the six temples and eighteen temples known in the world, as well as the treasure temples in the past, but he had no impression. He was not in it and he completely gave up his heart.

Several people found a Buddhist temple, and a fire was generated, and they began to recover their skills quickly.

The night outside was dark and strange, just because it was very quiet, so quiet that there seemed to be no insect.

But suddenly.

Stars shone outside.

They heard a strange noise from the attic above their heads, like a sharp and harsh sound of fingernails scratching the wall.

Duan Lang was filled with anger and resentment in his heart. He heard the sound and shouted in a low voice: "Who is it?"

The fire scales were unsheathed, and the red light appeared again. He had cut a gap in the attic above the top, and dark green juice flowed down. The smell was extremely foul. This was the stench of a corpse.

Although everyone was used to killing, they couldn't help but frown.

One person said: "It must be a mouse!"

"No, since we have entered this temple, don't you think it's too quiet around you?" Duan Lang frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, and a kind of uneasiness came from the Fire Sword in his hand.

Xiling Xiao Buddha was still laughing. He laughed dryly, looked at the hole above his head, and was about to speak, but he screamed strangely. "Someone?"

Everyone was also shocked when they heard this, especially at this time, their hearts were full of surprise.

Looking down the hole, everyone immediately felt cold all over their bodies and retreated one after another, as if they were terrified.

It turned out that in this hole, several pairs of eyes were looking down at them from a high point. The eyes were very big, and the flesh and blood around the eye sockets had rotten away. In the rotten holes, the eyeballs naturally looked bigger.

And that face was like a corpse that had been sunk for three or five months under the scorching sun, rotting and smelling, dripping with corpse water and stinking.

This is not like the face of a living person.

The Duanlang was the most direct, with a flash of sword light, and three disgusting heads fell down on the spot, rolling far away.

However, although the head was broken, it was not dead. Those heads still spontaneously had a strange tone and were very hoarse.

At the same time, three headless corpses fell from the attic. They had no heads, but they staggered towards them, covered in maggots.

"What kind of monster is this? Is it a ghost?"

Some people were scared to death.

"Shut up, what's there to be afraid of?"

Duan Lang shouted lowly, raised his palm and moved it. The strength of his palm gathered, and the evil spirit of blood and fire was born in response to the strength. Fire waves suddenly appeared in the air. Three huge fireballs were slapped out by him, and the strength of his palm fell. Several monsters who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts were ignited instantly, and their screams turned into ashes.

"Be careful, there is something weird in this temple!"

The conversation begins and ends.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

There was another sound outside the door, and everyone pulled out their weapons one by one, as if facing a great enemy.

"Haha...hehe..."

But what I heard was laughter and the woman's playful laughter.

"Go, go over and take a look, be careful!"

When he heard someone, Duan Lang was shocked, he raised his sword and rushed out of the Buddhist temple. He left after the sound, but the few people followed him.

Only a few dozen feet away, the scenery in front of me was suddenly dark, and a pavilion was brightly lit, red lights were hung high, and a curtain of gauze was flying, which was incompatible with this dilapidated ancient temple.

The laughter came from this, and the smell of wine and the sound of water were faintly heard.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Duan Lang doesn't understand what he cherishes the fragrance and jade, and only regards what he had encountered before as what the people in the pavilion did.

The murderous intent disappeared in his eyes.

Just by the guardrail, a woman in green clothes suddenly rushed out with a beautiful face and leaned over and said in a sweet voice:

"Young Master, you are here!"

The woman just finished speaking.

Duan Lang has drawn his sword and slashed it out.

The sword energy scattered and slashed towards the woman's snow neck.

But the next scene scared everyone who wanted to take action so much that they almost jumped out of their throats.

The woman's figure shook. While avoiding the sword energy, her face, which was as beautiful as a flower, instantly turned into a crack, and was hideous and terrifying. The bright red nails on her ten fingers of her hands were rolled up like sharp blades. She had already grabbed it from the air, and her nails suddenly swelled and extended, and she looked straight into Duanlang's chest.

Duan Lang caught his pupils off guard and flew away, but he avoided it. However, he did not dodge the person behind him. His sharp nails instantly inserted into the man's chest and pulled it out again. A bright red and very steaming heart was instantly taken out.

The scalp of several people exploded and then came to their senses.

Xiling laughing Buddha flew together, exerting his strength in his hands, lifting his energy and patting it out.

"kill!"

"Kill the Buddha!"

"ah!"

The woman's body burst out with a scream.

But before a few people could breathe a sigh of relief, a head actually flew over, and the woman's head was opened with sharp teeth in her mouth.

The body is gone and the head is not dead. Could it be that it really hit a ghost?

Fortunately, Duan Lang took the opportunity to take action, and the sword light cut the flying head into countless pieces like "Baiyang Dawn".

Xiling Laughing Buddha, who survived by chance, broke out in a cold sweat for a moment.

"Although they have strange methods, their cultivation level is not high, so don't be careless!" Duan Lang was still Duan Lang, and most of them had been cleared out after just a few attempts.

But just as the woman died, the exquisite attic in front of her disappeared out of thin air.

"Well, I dare to kill Xiaoqing. I want you to stay and bury with you!"

The attic disappeared, but there was one more person in front of them, a weird person. The words were still a masculine male voice the moment before, but the next moment, they were as feminine as a woman, very strange.

The turned face was a face with thick makeup that was hard to tell. It was said to be a man, but the hair was tall and the makeup was painted by a woman. It was said to be a woman, but the face had thick eyebrows and big eyes, which was a man's face.

Several people were creepy.

After the weirdo turned around, a bloody red tongue stood and rolled towards everyone like a long snake.

Finally someone couldn't help but collapse.

"What the hell is this place? What the hell are you?"

Even Duan Lang's mind is almost on the verge of collapse. Sometimes fear is not terrible, and unknown fear is the most terrifying.

Duan Lang saw that the bloody red tongue was hard to hurt, and pierced his men one by one like a candied haws. His flesh and blood quickly dissipated, and in a blink of an eye it turned into several dead bones of fleshless mummies, and Xiling Xiaofu was killed on the spot.

Then, rolling towards yourself.

...

Leshan Giant Buddha Head.

Ji Shenxiu looked at the figures standing at the entrance of Lingyun Cave without moving. It was Duan Lang and the others, as if they had lost their minds, their expressions were dull and their eyes were empty, as if they had never been in. The breath had been dead and their minds had been destroyed.

But Duan Lang is different. His expression is distorted, terrified and ferocious, as if he is having a nightmare, and his expression keeps changing.

"I didn't even erase my mind?"

I swept my sleeves away, but I saw that except for the broken waves, all the other five people dissipated with the wind.

"Forget it, I'll save your life first!"

Immediately.

Ji Shenxiu's eyes drew an arc from the void and looked into the sky.

I saw dark clouds gathering, lightning and thunder.

In fact, all this seemed to be a long time, but in fact it was just Ji Shenxiu's thoughts.

God Shi Tian was surrounded by three people on the river. As Ji Shenxiu looked away, three figures around him took action together.

Before he could see it, Ji Shenxiu just sat lazily on the ground and listened in his ears.

"Invincible in all directions!"

"Sword Twenty Two!"

...

Looking at the thunder clouds covering the Lingyun Cave, Ji Shenxiu smiled softly.

"I just don't know if the old ghost named Xiao will come. If it comes, it will be even more interesting!"

He dusted his sleeves and said carelessly:

"I can't say it, I have to let my clone try this person's depth!"
Chapter completed!