Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 221 Thunderbolt's Intent to Slay Evil (2.4k)

Knife up and down.

The Great Transformation was a success.

But not entirely successful.

Lin Feng dragged his bloody stomach and walked out from the front of the floating bridge building. A sacrificial fire was burning on his head, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Under the sacrificial fire, the darkness is like a revived giant python, wriggling constantly.

Follow Lin Feng together.

The darkness of the entire village was a standoff against the sacrificial fire.

After Lin Feng fought against the darkness.

The entire pontoon building came alive, and all the malice whispered to Lin Feng.

The shadow turned into a centipede.

He wanted to get into Lin Feng's ears.

Burned to death by Lin Feng's sacrificial fire.

The thugs saw the young master whose head was "on fire" and didn't dare to stop him at all.

The ones who dare to move Lin Feng here are the hounds and monks next to him.

The hound was beheaded by Lin Feng.

The head fell to the ground, rolled down to the bottom of the floating foot building, and fell into the darkness without a trace.

The monk looked at Lin Feng from a high place.

With the arrival of the rainy season.

A large amount of soil behind the monk covered his body.

cover all his divinity.

The smell of corpses on his body became stronger and stronger.

Even the sachet on his body couldn't cover the smell on his body.

He was chanting a mantra.

Watching Lin Feng leave.

Wang Xiangzi looked at the darkness around him in fear, as if some giant beast was hidden in the sticky darkness around him.

Someone secretly watched them leave through the gap in the window of the floating foot building.

Lin Feng went to the place where the "survivors" lived.

People go empty.

But I guess people didn't go far.

The tea is always hot.

There are also tea bowl tiles that fell on the ground, which should have been taken away by the darkness.

Lin Feng found a poncho from inside and asked Wang Xiangzi to put on the poncho.

He carried the lookout cub on his back, telling the child to stay away from the darkness.

He is not afraid of these icy rains around him.

It doesn't mean that Wangxiang cubs aren't afraid.

There are lessons learned from previous games.

He was afraid that Wang Xiangzi would die on the road.

In the end, he returned to his floating foot building, intending to take away the copper urn.

Climbing up the stairs, his room was pitch black, like a monster's stomach, wriggling constantly.

There was a weird bowel sound.

Lin Feng stared at the darkness, even the sacrificial fire could not illuminate it.

Just vaguely, vaguely.

Lin Feng could see a "person" sitting inside.

The man sat beside his brass urn.

A familiar voice came from inside.

Uncle Wu: "Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Lin Feng: "I won't come in."

Hearing Papa's voice, Xiaowang looked at the darkness in front of him tremblingly, and was hugged by Lin Feng.

Uncle Wu: "The day when ten thousand pigs will cross the river is coming, it's not safe to go out now."

Lin Feng: "It's not important."

Darkness wants to spread forward.

The sacrificial fire under Lin Feng's feet scorched the darkness.

Lin Feng's hair gradually fell down.

[Snapnet] Plunge into it fiercely.

He felt the different veins in the darkness, and immediately, inch after inch of darkness was grasped by him and absorbed into Lin Feng's hair.

The percentage of life seeds began to rise continuously.

The darkness suddenly turned into a thick-faced painted-skinned python, which swallowed towards Lin Feng.

【bo】

Lin Feng's hair also rose up, and the fight between the two was on the verge of breaking out.

The floating foot building turned into ruins.

The darkness of the entire floating foot building group turned into a big hand, and it was firmly held upwards.

As if to crush everything.

In those foundations made of bricks by Uncle Wu, ghosts and ghosts got up one by one, and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Under such a massive attack.

The fire in the monk's eyes seemed to go out.

"Doro Doro, Doro Mahasa."

He lowered his gaze.

Know that the last struggle also failed.

Subsequently.

There was a "bang", like a "mou" cow cry, and then a sword energy shot straight into the sky, breaking through the darkness here.

A crack was torn open and walked out.

Imitation of Wenqi · verbal war.

The last time in the game, Lin Feng had a verbal battle with the blessing of culture, and Lin Feng remembered the route of that kind of power.

There is no cultural blessing at the moment.

The true energy in his lungs turned into a group of guns and tongues. Compared with the seventh-rank ability to condense into swords, Lin Feng's group attack power is much weaker, but the "mou" sound that came out vigorously immediately called him out of the tight encirclement .

Those darkness were easily torn apart by him.

The last sword energy was the sword energy engraved by Lin Feng in Nanyang Jianmu.

Lin Feng is making a very new thing.

The talisman in the upper left corner, together with the sword talisman made by Nanyang Jianmu, can display his sword energy.

And when the sword energy comes out and the talisman breaks.

Lin Feng felt the wear and tear of the sword talisman.

Although compared with Lin Feng's current sword talisman.

There are still some differences.

But little adds up.

Collect armpits into fur.

After the number is large, as long as the level is not much lower, it is not impossible to fight.

Wang Xiangzi followed closely behind Lin Feng.

Looking at Lin Feng who came out.

The monk's eyes lit up.

Lin Feng clasped his hands together, and the sound of [fa] was strong. In this haunted place, a road came out. Those evil spirits and ghosts followed behind him.

All the hostility in their bodies was suppressed by the [fa] sound, they followed Lin Feng, and followed him out of the floating foot building in ragged clothes.

There was a look of relief on his face.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Feng walked forward, carrying Wang Xiangzi on his back. When passing by the monk, the monk came over and did not stop Lin Feng.

He just saluted Lin Feng.

Then his whole body burned violently.

It's like a magnesium bar ignites.

A golden light like a firefly floated from his body.

For a moment, the light on his body suppressed the surrounding darkness.

Then the lights went out.

"Firefly" landed in Lin Feng's hands.

Dirt kept coming out of him.

He turned into a pile of grave soil.

But Lin Feng also got what the monk wanted to give Lin Feng.

[You got the entire temple of Dora Maha, 310 relics of seven people]

【You have received the blessing of Tara Maha】

【You have obtained the last trace of Buddha's will from Tara Maha】

【You can enter the memory of the last monk of Tara Maha】

【whether? 】

Lin Feng looked at the danger billowing in the distance.

He was about to choose [Yes].

Suddenly, he felt a kind of "meaning" left behind by a gap in the sky above the "dome".

That's when his cheap teacher pokes open the dome here.

There is a trace of evil intentions left behind.

It used to be quietly dormant there.

But when the billowing darkness came over, this dormant intention, Thunder's killing intention, was aroused.

It sensed a trace of familiar aura.

The breath of remnants.

The same practice method.

What Lin Feng wanted was the wind, which was not powerful enough to kill, but at the later stage of his cultivation, Feng Xu could control the wind.

May be free and dashing.

The ruthlessness of punishing evil is naturally not as good as that of his own cheap teacher Lei.

Lin Feng's cheap teacher is not the case.

His personality is not very good.

If you have a good personality and know how to behave and do things, you won't be like this.

then.

The capital fell, the Jin people went south, the shame of Jingkang, the great humiliation of the country.

As a scholar, Mr. Cheap, as a depressed scholar, brazenly decided to fight for the king.

The bandits and water bandits that he usually hid in the mountains were ordered not to go east again.

Although disheartened.

But there is still a lot of anger in my stomach, and I want to vent it.

The teacher just had an idea.

Self-cultivation, Qi family and peace of the world.

Not for good looks.

Just be a good doctor.

After all, he neither became a good doctor.

It didn't become a good look either.

After he knew [Shengxian Village], he decided to get rid of Shengxian Village.

Do a good deed at the end too.

The same book, read by different people, will read different results.

The cheap teacher read out the murderous look.

He decided to get rid of the remnants of the old world in [Shengxian Village].

He was full of grievances and anger.

They all vented in [Shengxian Village].

I noticed the charm of the old world here.

The last sliver of dormant intention to punish evil naturally played a role.

It turned into a big slap.

The last intention of killing evil was slapped down.

It's black in front of you.

Lin Feng saw this slap and slapped it in the distance, which was as powerful as a wildfire erupting.

Even the darkness that the Fifth Uncle galloped towards.

They were all a little dazed.

He, some don't want to come here.

(End of this chapter)