I don't know if it was an illusion, but although there were many young disciples in the hall, Lin Feng felt dead and tired the first time he saw these people.
For the sect, this is not a good sign.
"That's him?"
The head of the Snow God Sect and a group of elders were sitting upright. Lin Feng was unable to move on his own, so the disciple could only keep supporting him.
Punishment elder Hong Yadao's voice was as loud as a bell. He asked Lin Feng and felt that his forehead was blurred. The other party used the method of confusing the gods.
"Elder, this man's soul is very weak. Please ask the elder to take away his magical powers!"
This disciple had the courage to plead for mercy, and everyone was a little surprised.
"weak?"
The saint was surprised and looked at the wound on Lin Feng's forehead.
"This? This is not a lynching by the disciple. At the time, the disciple did not know that he was so weak. He failed to notice and made him fall. It was a dereliction of duty on the part of the disciple."
Taoist Hongya, who was trying to eat people, looked better now. After hearing the disciple explain the reason, the saint didn't say anything.
"Hmph, Granny Xue's induction is not wrong. Come on, set up the spirit gathering array!"
Several Snow God Sect disciples filed in, took their positions, and laid down the formation materials. In an instant, the spirit gathering array began to operate. Taoist Hong Ya walked outside the array and stared at Lin Feng carefully.
The disciple who was supporting him had no choice but to come out. He felt that the strength he had finally accumulated in his body was withdrawn. Lin Feng smiled bitterly and could only freeze his expression. He really didn't even have the strength to adjust his expression.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Granny Xue's determined look turned doubtful.
"Did you really blame him wrongly?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Taoist Hong Ya slapped her forehead.
"It's me who's lost his mind. We've been the ones questioning him, but we haven't let him speak!"
After the formation dispersed, Taoist Hong Ya wanted to heal Lin Feng, but no matter how many methods he tried, his gentle spiritual power was not accepted.
In front of so many people, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't say that he couldn't do it in front of his disciples. After a while, his face turned red from holding it in.
He usually has a hot temper and a strong personality. In front of all the disciples, the elders of the Snow God Sect just suppressed their smiles and planned to wait for a while to rescue him.
The saint stood up and walked over. A ball of soft water spiritual power was born in her palm. She took one of Lin Feng's hands and slowly walked in.
this?
The hearts of the elders jumped. Qingyangzi, the leader of the Snow God Sect, waved his hand and said: "Since he is weak, let's wait until he has been cultivating for a while before asking. The Hundred Sects Alliance has already happened. Wuji Temple may send someone to ask, junior sister,
You deal with this matter, that’s it, let’s break up now.”
After the disciples left, Taoist Hongya stood up and looked at the two people on the ground, and then at the old Qingyangzi.
"My magic power is special. He is either a very vicious person or a person of great virtue."
The saint spoke slowly, and Taoist Hong Ya took over.
"But he is only in his twenties and is a very evil and virtuous man. What does that have to do with him?"
The main thing is that Lin Feng has no cultivation in his body. Even if he is a scholar of Confucianism and Taoism, he still has awe-inspiring aura in his heart.
"So, I think this person is weird!"
The saint frowned, and Granny Xue said: "But the vision did come with him at that time. The evil blood cloud was annihilated by the thunder. He escaped from it. If he was a saint, how could he be chased by heaven's punishment?"
There are two possibilities before him. Lin Feng himself is weak, and the old people of the Snow God Sect are rigid and do not dare to kill or make mistakes.
"He can't be beaten again and again, and he can't be released, and the saint has no reaction. Brothers, it's better to place him in the heavenly prison. Wait for him to recover and ask again. No matter who he is, he can't escape the soul search.
The art of."
Wu Fengzi spoke slowly, and everyone nodded.
"Forget it, in this troubled time, it is best to be careful, Junior Brother Hong Ya, this person will be handed over to the custody of the Punishment Hall."
It seemed that every elder of the Snow God Sect was doing his or her own thing. Qingyangzi was only in charge of scheduling and had no other matters to discuss. The aging people gradually dispersed.
In a daze, Lin Feng was taken to the top of a snowy peak. The peak was flat and dozens of high platforms were cast. Each high platform imprisoned a monk. There were humans, monsters, and ghosts in the underworld.
person.
Su Wenxue Shen Sect avoids the world, and the masters of the sect adhere to dogmas and are very rigid. Seniors, you know that I haven't spoken yet, so please listen to what I have to say.
Full of helplessness, he looked at the chains that were created out of thin air and interspersed in his body. Looking at the mountains, he could only roughly guess that this was the center of the natural formation, used to suppress the prisoners.
The blood flow is imprisoned by invisible forces, and the spirit and strength are slowly recovering.
Slightly stunned, he saw several majestic golden eagles swooping down. They tore strips of flesh and blood from the body of the monster with big mouthfuls. After stuffing their mouths, they flapped their wings and flew away. Apparently, they took them back.
Feed young children.
There were screams of misery right next to my ears. It goes without saying that the punishment in heaven is cruel.
"Ah, don't come here! Help!"
Several people from the underworld were targeted by bloody vultures. In panic, they transformed into evil spirits and kept stirring. However, these vultures seemed to have some special magical power and could accurately peck at their flesh every time.
Soul.
A crisp roaring sound came, and the people in the underworld were so painful that they couldn't make a sound. The snowy wind blew, and Lin Feng's scalp felt numb when he listened to this strange screaming sound.
This kind of pain, a dilemma between life and death, right?
He simply felt that such a punishment was too cruel, and the two vultures turned their strange bloody eyes to look at him.
"Don't get me wrong, I just feel pain just looking at it. You continue, you continue."
When the vulture pounced, Lin Feng turned away and closed his eyes tightly.
"It's over!" He thought they were heading towards him, but screams came from the other side.
"Ah, you damn bastard!"
There was a scream from the right side. He opened one eye and looked around, only to realize that this man was able to maintain his human form despite being suppressed, but in fact he was a bull demon.
From a demon to a demon, such a strange species is very rare.
Cuckoo!
There was a dizzying sound in his ears, and Lin Feng opened his eyes completely. To his left, a vulture stopped on a chain in the void, tilting its head to look at him.
At such a close distance, just looking at each other made him feel cold all over. The bull demon on the other side was torn apart and eaten by vultures, strips of flesh and blood, and his entire back was covered in scars.
The vulture in front of him was motionless, and he turned his head with a guilty conscience, pretending that it was not there.
"Don't let me get out of trouble, otherwise I will definitely catch your bird and eat your eggs! Ah!"
The Bull Demon cursed fiercely, the blood-red eyes of the vulture flashed with human anger, and his mouth became even more cruel.
It no longer eats for the purpose of tearing it apart with its sharp beak. The back of the Bull Demon's bulging muscles is covered in blood, with strips of flesh hanging upside down, just like dried bacon from a farmer's house.
His eyes were bulging, and the bull demon was still raging, as if cursing loudly like this could alleviate the pain a little.
"This, Brother Niu Mo, is a good man who doesn't suffer the immediate consequences."
Panting heavily in pain, Niu Mo shut up.
"A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his life? Damn it, why didn't anyone teach me?"
The glaring Tong Ling's eyes suddenly calmed down, and the Bull Demon seemed to have learned new knowledge. He no longer cursed or became violent, but calmly looked back at the vultures that kept tearing apart.
"Come on, little bird, the flesh and blood on your back doesn't taste good, eat this!"
He wanted to wave his strong arms, but the chains rattled and refused to allow him.
"It seems these old guys don't agree. If you think it tastes good, eat more and be good."
The Bull Demon had a smile on his face and no pain at all. He was talking to himself to the vulture like he was coaxing a child.
"This bull demon is a ruthless person!"
Who can endure the severe pain of being devastated both body and soul at the same time?
No matter what the bull demon said, the vulture seemed to have just completed its task. After torturing him for a while, it flew away with two pieces of flesh and blood in its mouth.
The other raptors also left, and groans of pain were heard one after another. Layers of violent energy swayed from the bodies of these prisoners, and were absorbed by the chains connecting them.
What surprised him was that there was a man from the underworld. Faced with the suppression of chains and the pecking of golden eagles, he kept his human form without saying a word. Blood dripped down his messy hair and was absorbed by the formations on the ground.
How could this Snow God Sect imprison so many masters of the underworld?
Lin Feng's heart tightened, thinking that the soldiers from Netherland and the Demon Clan had just arrived in Maple Leaf City, and he was a little surprised.
If the man sensed it, he slowly turned his head and looked at him.
What kind of evil eyes were hidden under this hair? Lin Feng was so special that he also felt a sense of panic.
"Who are you?"
This hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of hell. From so far away, he felt that this person's voice was imprinted in his heart.
"You don't care who I am!"
A strange smile appeared on this man's bloody face.
"You are not a human being, are you here for the Snow God just like us?"
"What a joke, except for the overestimating Lord of the Underworld, who in the sky and on the earth dares to call himself a god?"
"Hehehe, yes, you don't dare, so you are all ants!"
The other party's words made Lin Fengru listen to the truth.
He didn't expect that after being suppressed here, this person could still use his magical powers without changing his expression. He was secretly wary and looked at him fearlessly without flinching.
"Ants? You are just negative sentient beings. Aren't you worse than ants?"
"No, no, no, all living beings have a limited desire for good, and the greed and evil desires in their hearts are infinite. We are far stronger than you, and you can only tremble under the gaze of your own desires." This person seemed to be stating an irrefutable statement.
The facts, the tone is firm and confident, and the eyes are far away between the words, as if they have seen through the desires of all living beings.
Without waiting for Lin Feng to retort, the man continued: "You who practice and beg for mercy from heaven are all sanctimonious hypocrites. They treat their inner desires like tigers, destroy their emotions and nature, and keep their six roots pure. They destroy their true self in order to seek immortality.
Even if you gain immortality, you are still someone else’s lackey!”
He felt that what this person said was right, but he also felt that something was wrong.
"Really, I gave birth to all things in the human world, and practiced the devil sect's ghost way. I still look directly at the human heart, but I have never been as cruel and cruel as you. The world's great road, the balance of yin and yang, you have caused harm to the world, and the underworld will collapse in the future. Where will you be?
Where to stay?"
The Saint of the Snow God Sect floated over. The girl was agile and looked directly at this person.
"hehe!"
Seeing her coming, the man suddenly lost interest in arguing with Lin Feng, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Me? Lin Feng!"
"It seems that you are really ignorant and fearless. How dare you look into his eyes?"
"His eyes? What's so great about them? Just look at them."
Lin Feng's fearless attitude made the girl chuckle, and the man's face twitched under his hair, but he remained silent.
"The blood vulture didn't eat you. It seems that there is really no evil in you. Just rest and cultivate. When you recover, the elders will let you go."