Shamanism kills the god

In a coma, Mu Feng felt like he had a dream, a long, long dream.

In the dream, I saw ancient great witches splitting the sky, fighting monsters, and fighting with heaven and earth; I dreamed of the origin, prosperity and decline of ancient witches, and the strong rise of immortals and Buddhists; dreamed of a The tall and straight man in white walked on foot in the mountains and rivers, and traveled to every corner of the world.

This dream was extremely long, and many fragments were blurred, so I couldn't remember it anymore.

But from the beginning to the end, Mu Feng always felt that there was an ethereal voice calling his name, faintly coming from the extremely distant sky, running through his entire dream.

The voice sounded a little familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before, a bit like a mother I hadn’t seen for many years, a bit like Jing Shuang who had disappeared, I listened carefully in my dream, and it seemed to be sealed in the Heavenly Demon Pagoda. Fobenxiang... Whenever he feels very tired and wants to fall asleep completely, the voice will suddenly become clear; when he tries to identify it carefully, the voice will suddenly become blurred and erratic Came faintly. [

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe 1000 years, maybe 1 years, Mu Feng suddenly heard the sound of wooden fish, which became more and more clear.After struggling for a while, he slowly opened his eyes amidst the sound of wooden fish.

What caught his eyes was a spacious and bright, simple but comfortable strange bedroom, and he was lying on a big ebony bed.The sound of a wooden fish repeated thousands of times was heard not far away. A woman in white was kneeling devoutly on the ground, knocking on a simple wooden fish over and over again.Although he bowed his head and lowered his brows, his delicate facial features and slim figure could still be vaguely seen.It's just that the head is bald without a hair.Like a nun who has been home for many years, knocking on the wooden fish, while chanting something devoutly.

A ray of the setting sun shone in through the door, and just fell on the young nun. Lying on the bed and looking sideways, two lines of tears were faintly visible on her face.The tears were gone, and seemed to have dried up, except for the two lines of tear stains, which still remained on the fragile face.

Sunset, nuns, tears...

Amidst the thousands of times the same sound of wooden fish, it looks lonely and desolate.

Didn't I have been seriously injured by Grand Master Zhao Ji in Extreme View? How could I be here?

Could it be that he was rescued by the nun in front of him and was in an ancient nunnery?

Mu Feng still felt dizzy, shook his head vigorously, and gradually remembered the episode in Jiguan.After a muffled grunt, he struggled to sit up; unexpectedly, his chest hurt, and he couldn't exert himself at all.Although he regained consciousness, the injury has not healed, and his hands and feet did not work for a while.

"Mu Feng, are you awake?"

Hearing the movement on the bed, the nun with lowered head and brows raised her head, with a look of surprise, and came to Mu Feng's bed in three steps at a time.The sky is full, and although her face is haggard, she has an innate temperament; what kind of nun is she, she is clearly Bai Susu, who has always disguised herself as a man and is full of vigor!

"Bai Susu, you..., why do you..."

Mu Feng was taken aback, looking at Bai Susu who was standing beside the bed with an expression of disbelief.Never expected that Bai Susu, who has always been resolute and decisive, and commanded millions of Beifeng warriors, would have such a side.At this moment, he didn't look like a young master planning a plan, but an ordinary girl next door.

"It's nothing, I just thought that my long hair was in the way and it was inconvenient to go out, so I cut it off by myself. The old ones don't go away, and the new ones don't come in. The long hair that grows back in the future may look much better!"

Bai Susu smiled lightly, put the wooden fish in her hand on the bedside table, panting, took a few deep breaths.It looks not only haggard, but also powerful.It seemed that every time he knocked on the wooden fish, he had to consume a great deal of real energy and his body, exhausting himself.Mu Feng fixed his body and took a look, and quickly noticed the difference in this wooden fish.The bottom is somewhat similar to a blooming lotus, engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, placed on the bedside table, and the whole room is filled with an obscure Buddhist atmosphere.Obviously, it is a rare Buddhist treasure.

"This... isn't this the lotus wooden fish of the Situ Men Clan?"

Mu Feng screamed, and quickly recognized the origin of this wooden fish.

Back then, not long after he joined the Xiangshan Academy, when he was ordered to practice on the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, he saw Situ Han show off his supernatural power with this wooden fish in his hand.

"That's right, this is the lotus wooden fish of the Situmen Clan."

Bai Susu nodded, paused, and continued slowly: "Seven days ago, I rushed to Jiguan in time and rescued you from Zhao Ji's fatal blow. Before you had gone far, you were unconscious Yes. After returning to this big mansion, I realized that your tendons and veins have been broken, and your yang energy has been lost. I tried my best, but there was nothing I could do. In desperation, I had to go to the Situ Men clan." [

"Is it Situ Buzhi, the old Patriarch of the Situ Clan, who personally rescued me?"

Mu Feng asked in a deep voice, and quickly understood what was going on, his memory became clearer and clearer, and he remembered the battle on Extreme View.

"Yes!"

Bai Susu nodded, looking at Mu Feng who had woken up, his face was gloomy.After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "However, Mu Feng, I think you should stop calling him Situ Buzhi, and call him Grandpa."

"Where are the others?"

Mu Feng gritted his teeth, sat up with Bai Susu's support, and leaned against the head of the bed.Seeing Bai Susu's complexion changed, he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

"Mu Feng, you will never see his old man again."

Bai Susu's eyes were red and swollen, and he continued slowly: "In order to heal your wounds, the old man poured all his life's cultivation into your body, so that he can help you expel Zhao Ji's fist energy left in your body, and repair the torn and broken wounds. Tendons and veins. It is also because of the Buddhist heart method taught by him that I refined the lotus platform wooden fish, stimulated the power of this Buddhist treasure, and reunited your broken soul."

Speaking of Situ Buzhi, Bai Susu's face was gloomy and his nose was sore.

This time, in order to heal Mu Feng, it can be said that he paid a heavy price.Situ Buzhi, the head of the old family, died suddenly from his meritorious deeds. After a hasty burial, an even more unexpected news shook the capital.

Overnight, the world-renowned Situ clan fell apart. In every corner of the capital, the figures of the Situ clan's former disciples and servants could be seen, but none of the clan's direct disciples disappeared.Situ Han, the current patriarch of the official worship department, also disappeared without a trace, and even the impenetrable Tong Tianwei couldn't find a trace of him.

"what?"

Mu Feng's heart was shocked, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly jumped under the bed and stood up abruptly.The muscles and bones all over his body creaked, and a fierce and violent power fluctuation suddenly erupted, which was worse than before when he was not injured.Wisps of blood light then permeated the entire room.This is not some blood mist, but wisps of rare evil spirit.

Mu Feng, who was still sore and unable to move just now, suddenly transformed into a vicious killing god.Gritting his teeth, a huge phantom with thousands of faces and arms appeared faintly behind him, with a murderous aura.The wisps of evil spirit emanating from the body made the real masters guarding the outside tremble with fear, and couldn't help shivering.

Gorefiend!

In anger, Mu Feng unleashed a terrifying coercion to his heart's content.At this time, I realized that I had broken through to the sixth level of the blood refining body at some point, and seemed to be possessed by a demon in an instant, becoming an out-and-out ancient demon god!

The wisps of evil spirit emanating from his body quickly spread far and wide.In front of the gate of the Tongtian Great Hall, countless cracks appeared with a click; many ancient repairs that had been hidden for hundreds of millions of years opened their eyes in shock, and looked at the place where the capital of the Tongtian Dynasty was located. His face was serious.

The devil is alive!

The first breath of demon seeds in the Great Thousand World quickly alarmed all the peak powerhouses, and everyone was in danger.

The demon species has already appeared in the world, and the catastrophe that must pass through every era has officially arrived. Will the legendary Son of Slaughter be far behind?