Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Tick ​​tock!

There was a faint sound of dripping water, which was particularly clear in the silent darkness.

A hint of chilliness continued to seep into the body surface.

Chilling.

Hu Chunsheng frowned and looked in the direction of the dripping sound. He was about to speak, but his eyes widened in surprise.

"Old Hu?"

Xiong Batian made a strange sound.

But soon, he also opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

In their eyes, there were three companions who were observing the surroundings without noticing anything, with nervous expressions on their faces.

His face looked normal.

However, below the heads of the three people, there was nothing.

Nothing is left.

Only sticky blood fell drop by drop, dripping onto the ancient streets.

Very weird.

"I……"

Seeing Hu Chunsheng's gaze, the three of them finally realized something, but they didn't have time to say a complete sentence.

The head suspended in mid-air suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone was a veteran, but faced with such a strange situation, they couldn't help but feel frightened and a chill ran through their bodies.

Until now, they haven't even seen the enemy!

"hateful……"

Xiong Batian clenched his fists and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"Don't let me catch you!"

Hu Chunsheng was also filled with hatred.

They are monsters that walked out of a forest and have extremely deep feelings for each other.

"The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it becomes."

Hu Chunsheng suppressed his grief and pointed the way: "This way!"

*****

After some twists and turns.

Xiong Batian and others arrived in front of an ancient and solemn temple.

This temple is built of bricks and stones and looks like a whole.

The walls are a bit worn and show signs of weathering.

But you can feel the wildness and simplicity coming towards you.

"Is this place...really safe?"

Xiong Batian asked worriedly, sweating.

Hu Chunsheng: "Trust me."

Before they pushed open the door, a hoarse question came from the temple.

"Who is coming...?"

A faint oppressive atmosphere spread.

Upon hearing this, many monsters became alert, their auras growing faint, and they were ready to attack at any time.

You must be careful when dealing with any existence you encounter in this haunted place.

"This is……"

Xiong Batian's hair stood on end and his breathing became heavy.

Hu Chunsheng's heart skipped a beat, and amidst this oppressive feeling, he smelled a familiar scent.

He stood up straight and said respectfully.

"My name is Hu Chunsheng. I wonder if you are ..."

"come in."

Xiong Batian and others were worried and looked at Hu Chunsheng.

Hu Chunsheng glanced behind him, thinking that the unknown evil spirit might be behind him.

There was no time to hesitate.

"Walk."

Under his leadership, a group of people slowly pushed open the door.

As they walked into the temple, they all felt a deep gaze sweeping over them.

It was like being watched by an indescribable terrifying being.

"Such a strong sense of oppression..."

"Is it an evil spirit? Or a monster?"

They were breathing heavily, cold sweat was oozing out of their backs, and they were feeling uneasy.

The Qi and blood in Xiong Batian's body were stimulated and began to surge on their own.

He thought to himself, "What on earth is that?"

"How could you give me such great pressure?"

Walk into the hall.

Hu Chunsheng saw four ordinary human monks with weak auras who were not worth mentioning.

He looked past the four people and raised his head.

In the place where the statue of the deity should have been placed in the temple, sat a tall figure dressed in black.

The surface of the red and black armor is covered with countless barbs and sharp corners.

A mysterious force was flowing, emitting a disturbing hue.

It seemed to be breathing rhythmically, absorbing certain substances in the air.

This armor is alive!

The whole person's temperament is as deep and terrifying as an abyss or a mountain.

Staring at him was like staring into an unfathomable abyss.

Next to this man, there was a very mysterious black panther, staring at them coldly with its inky vertical pupils.

Black Panther looked down from above and spoke slowly.

"Now that you have seen my Lord, why don't you bow?"

Hu Chunsheng stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react for a moment.

There were two or three companions who were so intimidated by the aura that they wanted to kneel down.

"Ghost, ghost-faced man?!"

Instead, it was Xiong Batian who suddenly exclaimed.

"It's actually you!"

He was no less surprised than Hu Chunsheng.

When he first came into contact with the Ghost-Faced Man, Xiong Batian thought that his strength was comparable to that of the other party.

In terms of strength alone, I might be slightly better.

When they met for the second time, although Xiong Batian admitted defeat, he still felt that he definitely still had the strength to fight.

But now...

When he faced Anle, he was actually afraid without even fighting, and a bit of fear emerged in his heart.

"Has the strength of the Ghost-Faced Man reached this point?"

"The speed of improvement... is too fast!"

Xiong Batian was secretly frightened when he saw the ghost-faced man stand up.

next moment.

The figure disappeared from the spot and appeared above their heads like a flash.

One palm fell!

This palm was packed with surging energy, and there was a faint sound of blood and energy roaring like a mighty river.

Coming with a bang!

Hu Chunsheng opened his eyes wide, horrified: "Does he want to kill us all?"

'But why?'

Xiong Batian suppressed his fear and prepared to fight back.

boom!

The air waves rolled.

The whole temple trembled slightly.

Yu Liang and others lost their balance and nearly fell to the ground.

Hu Chunsheng came back to his senses and said angrily with gritted teeth.

"Ghost-faced man, we have never provoked you, why did you attack us?"

Xiong Batian’s reaction was even more direct, and he punched the ghost-faced man.

Anle stretched out his hand, lightly caught the punch, and spoke lightly.

"Friend Hu, you misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

After all, Hu Chunsheng was a very intelligent person. He guessed the truth in a flash and shouted quickly.

"Old bear, stop it!"

Hearing this, Xiong Batian's strength suddenly weakened.

But his fist was held tightly by Anle's big hand like an iron clamp, and he couldn't pull it out even if he wanted to.

The monsters looked towards the place where the palm fell.

A piece of human skin as thin as paper was lying on the ground.

There was a strange smile on the human skin's face.

Soon, it was falling apart in people's eyes.

The evil aura dissipated immediately.

Hu Chunsheng woke up instantly, and then was shocked.

Unexpectedly, an evil spirit sneaked into their group quietly.

If the Ghost-Faced Man hadn't taken action, the consequences would have been disastrous!

Hu Chunsheng bowed and said, "Thank you, fellow ghost Taoist, for your help!"

"We were reckless."

When the demons came to their senses, they found that their backs were already wet with cold sweat, and they felt like they had survived a calamity.

After this incident, they had a more intuitive understanding of the strength of the Ghost-Faced Man.