The mountains were lifeless, not even a breath of wind!
This cry sounded so creepy that it reminded me of something terrible. [High-quality update.]
"boom!"
Another loud noise came from the top of the mountain, and the entire mountain trembled, making people unable to stand firm. Thousands of huge boulders rolled down from the top, and the top was bleeding and bright red.
Bi Ningshuai and Wang Meng were already half dead, but at this moment, they both got up from the ground immediately. They both heard the terrifying cry just now and were frightened.
"What the hell is there on the top of the mountain? The sound just now almost shook my soul." Wang Meng propped up his body with Fang Tian's painted halberd, staying far away from the little evil spirit, facing the little girl
Very taboo.
Bi Ningshuai swallowed a few more elixirs and reattached the arm bones that had been broken by the little demon. He quickly took out the bloody man jar, extremely nervous, fearing that a monster would run out from above.
"You're in trouble!" Feng Feiyun held the iron plate of the statue, and there was a biting cold air coming from it. It was so cold that his whole arm was about to turn into black ice.
This iron plate of the statue was also used to hold the coffin. After it was taken away, there were strange movements in the tomb, which inevitably aroused people's imagination.
The little evil demon was also a little scared. He held Maomao in his hands, shrunk slightly and said, "Even if the sky falls, there will still be a tall man holding it up. Brother, give me the iron plate and the bones of your ancestors!"
"Impossible!" Feng Feiyun said.
The beautiful little demon frowned, holding back her mouth, and grabbed it. This time she was a lot more careful, for fear of being struck by lightning again.
Feng Feiyun once again triggered the killer on the mountain, attracting thousands of thunder and lightning, but they were all avoided by the little evil demon.
"This little girl is too arrogant, let's work together to suppress her!"
Bi Ningshuai was very resentful towards the little evil demon. He was almost killed just now, so he directly sacrificed the bloody man jar. With the combined efforts of the three of them, they were able to barely stop the little evil demon.
"Ouch!"
On the top of the mountain, at an endless height, a long howl was heard again, this time it was clearer. Even though Feng Feiyun and the other three were blocked by the Blood Man Jar, they were still shocked by the sound, causing their energy and blood to surge, and each of them vomited blood.
puff!
The little evil demon didn't feel well, so he retreated and blocked this inexplicable force with boundless Taoism.
"Boom!"
The mountain shook again, and a gray gas overflowed from every stone crack, covering the sky and the earth.
"What kind of gas is this? It's more terrifying than the Qi of Weili. My skin has been corroded to black..." Wang Meng hid in the light of the Bloody God Jar, and was also soaked in the gray gas. His thighs
It turned black and couldn't move.
More and more gray gas enveloped the sky and the earth, covering the entire mountain, including the surrounding area. The earth turned black, the vegetation withered, and thousands of birds turned into black dust.
Anyone touched by this gray gas will turn into black dust.
Although the little evil demon had a high level of cultivation, she could not resist it. She walked with strange steps and tried to escape from the mountain. However, as soon as she walked a hundred feet away, she was hit by a sea of thunder, and her whole body was covered with blood.
Green smoke was coming out, and his little face was split into burnt black.
"Impossible, I obviously returned according to the record on the divine genealogy, why would I trigger the killing rule?"
The little evil demon felt an ominous premonition in his heart and took another step forward. However, he triggered the killing rule again and was almost swallowed by a blood spring on the earth.
"You take off the iron plate holding the coffin and revive the unknown monster. The killing rules of the entire mountain range have changed. If you take another step forward, you will probably be hacked to death."
Feng Feiyun was arranging things on the ground and found that the killing patterns on the ground were changing faster and faster, like loaches swimming around quickly.
Every moment will undergo earth-shaking changes, containing the power of death that will destroy the world.
"boom!"
The ground shook violently!
A crack as wide as a palm appeared in front of the little demon, cutting off her path. A waterfall of blood was left in the crack, pouring thousands of feet into the blood-colored river below the mountain, making a "rumbling" flow of water.
Voice.
"Brother, Xiao Qingqing is afraid..." Although the little demon has an awe-inspiring evil spirit, he is still young after all. He has been killed three times in a row and was struck twice by the sea of thunder. He has already developed a fear of this death place in his heart.
The little demon frowned in embarrassment, hugged the cat, and squatted gently on the ground, not daring to move any more.
Feng Feiyun used the power of the five elements to arrange the terrain on the ground, trying to find a way out.
"Feng Feiyun, hurry up! I found that this place is a hundred times scarier than before... that ghost is screaming again!" Bi Ningshuai's ears tingled.
"Kaci!"
Another crack appeared, this time wider, and a large fountain of blood gushed out, turning into a waterfall, pouring down from the top of the mountain.
The whole mountain seemed to be broken into pieces, and something was about to escape from it.
"Come with me!"
Feng Feiyun found a way to survive. Although it was extremely dangerous, it was many times better than waiting to die here. Instead of going down the mountain, he walked towards the top of the mountain.
The little evil devil rushed up, pinched the corner of Feng Feiyun's back with his little hands, hid behind his butt, and walked along his footprints, like a timid little tail, instead of sticking out its little head and blinking.
His round eyes stared forward.
"Meow meow!" The white cat also slapped this eye.
Feng Feiyun concentrated on rehearsing the direction of the terrain, letting her hold the hem of his clothes.
"Brother, are you going to put the iron plate of the statue back?" The little demon asked with a sweet voice with bright eyes, slender eyebrows and curved eyelashes.
"It's useless to put it back..."
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped, and the little demon who was following him hit his lower back with his forehead, causing a "bang" sound.
"It hurts!" The little demon rubbed his pink and tender forehead.
Bi Ningshuai and Wang Meng, who were far behind the little demon, also stopped and cast their gazes forward at the same time.
"What the hell is that, Feng Feiyun, are you leading us to death?" Bi Ningshuai had the urge to turn around and run away.
This is the end of the winding mountain trail. It was originally covered with green ancient cypresses, but now they have all turned black. There is a large number of crows sitting on it, at least thousands of them.
These crows were darker than normal crows, and seven or eight times larger. Their eyes were frighteningly green, and they all stared at Feng Feiyun and others who had just walked up.
"Quack!" All the crows were calling, their voices as dry as an old corpse, as if they hadn't eaten human flesh for a long time.
"Brother, I didn't see these crows when I came up earlier. They just flew here." Behind Feng Feiyun, the little evil cat revealed a big black eye and stared furtively at the trees.
The ghost crow above.
"Why do I feel like this is a ghost crow that was born in a coffin? It has been imprisoned for hundreds of years and just flew out of the tomb." Wang Meng's thighs became weak and he leaned on Bi Ningshuai's back, almost killing him.
Bin Ningshuai was crushed to the ground.
"Ghost crows are born from corpse-eating insects, they shouldn't eat us!" Bi Ningshuai stepped on Wang Meng's shoe. The big man felt pain, screamed, and quickly retreated far away.
"That's not necessarily true. Once in an ancient ruins, thirteen ghost crows cut into pieces the flesh and blood of a monk in the Destiny Realm."
"Even the monks in the destiny realm were cut into pieces?" Bi Ningshuai was so frightened that his thighs cramped.
"Eat only the bones! The ghost crows here are three times bigger than the ghost crows in that ancient ruins. It is said that they cannot be able to tear apart the giant engines and eat them."
"All the giants were eaten?" Wang Meng was so frightened that he leaned on Bi Ningshuai's back again.
"Yes, with your current level of cultivation, you can't even fill the gaps between the teeth of a ghost crow!"
"What should we do?" Bi Ningshuai and Wang Meng were both confused and frightened. The two almost hugged each other.
"Ghost crows are also a kind of ghost evil, and they belong to the three evil spirits in the underworld. If you lend the bloody man jar to me, I may be able to suppress them."
"After talking for so long, who are you?"
"Amitabha, Lao Na's Dharma name, wine and meat! I just happened to pass by this place. A monk is willing to give charity and plans to save a few donors in danger."
At some point, a big monk with a sinewy face stood behind him. He had a blue dragon tattoo on his left chest, a white tiger tattoo on his right chest, and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, each one as big as a fist.
He was bare-chested, had a bald head, and wore a red belt, just like the butcher selling meat at the market.
It's just that the butcher is holding a butcher's knife, but he is carrying a Zen staff as thick as a bowl.
"Who is this guy?" Wang Meng turned around and looked around. He screamed and jumped three feet away.
"Old monk's name is "Food and Wine," and he specializes in rescuing people in distress. Please give the little benefactor the bloody man jar to Old Man to slay the devil!" The wine-and-meat monk showed two rows of white teeth. He thought he had a majestic smile, but in the eyes of everyone, he didn't realize it.
The smile was sinister and cunning, making people feel even more uneasy.
"How do I feel that you specialize in robbing families and homes?" Bi Ningshuai hugged the Bloody Man God Jar tightly, fearing that the meat-and-potatoes monk would snatch him away.
"Hey, why did you, a bastard monk, appear in the ancestral land of the Feng family?" Feng Feiyun couldn't calm down when he saw the fair-weather monk appearing, and wanted to rush up and kick him.
This monk once lifted Feng Feiyun in front of the succubus and knocked him into his arms, almost causing Feng Feiyun to die in the hands of the succubus. Feng Feiyun still cannot forget this grudge.
"Ahem! I was passing by this place when I suddenly saw the air of death rising above the sky, and the roar of ghosts shook the heavens and the earth. So I counted with my fingers and found out that several donors were trapped between life and death. They came here to promote Buddhism and save the suffering!
Amitabha!" The meat-and-potatoes monk said with firm words and unyielding words.
"Don't tell me those nonsense, I just want to ask you why you happened to appear in the ancestral land of my Feng family?"
Feng Feiyun always felt that things were not that coincidental. It was impossible for the fair-weather monk to just happen to pass by here. He might have been wandering out for several days, even just to dig up the ancestral graves of the Feng family.
"This...this...Amitabha! Donor Feng Xiao, this can only mean that we are destined to be together!" The fair-weather monk's face straightened, he clasped his hands together and sang the Dharma loudly.