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

He stood up again, his eyes cold.

The face on the ghost armor looked more and more hideous.

During the deduction, An Leke seemed like he was being played by a judge, helplessly watching the people around him die tragically one after another.

He has already remembered this grudge!

Anle's revenge is always from morning to night.

A dark path vaguely appeared in his Yellow Springs Ghost Eyes.

This is the breath left by the Judge.

To him, it was as obvious as a flame.

Anle sneered: "You can't escape!"

******

at the same time.

In a dilapidated little temple.

Hu Chunsheng was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Xiong Batian couldn't help but frowning when seeing this.

"Old Hu, what are you wandering around for? You're wandering around so much that my eyes are blurry."

Hu Chunsheng held his forehead helplessly and explained.

"I'm worried that Brother Gui has been gone for such a long time, maybe something unexpected happened to him."

Xiong Batian patted his chest, looking confident.

"Don't worry, he's so strong, why should we worry about him?"

Hu Chunsheng frowned.

"Ordinary evil spirits are certainly no match for Friend Guidao, but if it's that guy from before..."

He thought of the tragic deaths of his companions one after another, and while resentment flashed in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a bit of fear.

The unknown brings terror.

Until now, Hu Chunsheng still doesn't know what the other party is like.

An invisible killer hiding in the dark is far more dangerous than a ferocious beast with its fangs bared.

Peng Ziming was worried about another thing.

"Ghost Senior won't abandon us and go away alone, right?"

Wang Nian immediately retorted: "Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible."

Peng Ziming asked with a strange expression.

"How long have you known him? Why are you so sure?"

Wang Nian did not answer.

However, many people do have such concerns in their hearts.

In addition, Hu Chunsheng noticed that the protective power of this small temple was weakening rapidly.

So he decided to leave the temple on his own initiative, looking for the ghost-faced man while exploring a new shelter.

But there were also two people who made different decisions.

"Do you really want to stay here?"

Peng Ziming asked Yu Liang.

Yu Liang responded, "Yes, this place is quite safe. We plan to hide in this temple for two or three days."

Shi Yanyan also nodded.

"It's good to stay here."

Seeing the attitude of the two, Peng Ziming opened his mouth and stopped persuading them.

Good words can't persuade the devil to die.

His previous reminders were all out of consideration for the fact that they had fought side by side all the way.

It didn't take long.

The group left the small temple, and only Yu Liang and his Taoist partner stayed.

In fact, some monsters were slightly shaken.

But under Hu Chunsheng's order, he decided to follow the main force.

People walked along the smooth and ancient streets.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but everyone felt that the dark clouds above their heads seemed darker than the previous two days.

There is a feeling of being watched.

In the shadows of the building corners, it seems as if there is always something malicious following.

People who are timid would be frightened and break out in cold sweat just by walking here.

“Have the number of evil spirits increased?”

Xiong Batian asked uncertainly.

Hu Chunsheng frowned.

This is undoubtedly an ominous sign.

The ruins are already very dangerous, and now there are new changes?

Soon, some sharp-eyed monsters exclaimed.

"Look! That's..."

Another tall statue with two heads and four arms came into their sight.

A depressing and dreary atmosphere invisibly covered the surroundings.

Everyone made hand gestures and chanted spells, preparing to fight the enemy.

At this time, Xiong Batian said unexpectedly.

"It seems... dead?"

When people looked carefully, they found that the statue was motionless.

Looking closely, there was a huge hole on the chest covered by shadow.

The core was forcefully dug out, exposing the ordinary wooden frame.

It actually looks a bit miserable.

"It was done by the Ghost Face Man."

Hu Chunsheng said affirmatively.

He looked towards the vicinity of the statue's corpse. The solid ground was covered with cracks and many houses had collapsed, as if a natural disaster had struck.

Who else except the Ghost-Faced Man could use such brutal and rude means?

Everyone was secretly shocked.

Keep walking forward.

Along the way, we saw several dead statues of gods.

The statue's death was quite heroic.

Most of them have big holes in their chests, and the core strength that supports their operation has been drained away.

Some were torn into pieces, not even their complete form remained.

Others had dark, sticky liquid constantly flowing out of their bodies, with expressions of pain remaining on their faces.

In addition to the statues, there are also many evil debris.

Like the human skins we encountered before, there were four or five of them.

And all kinds of terrifying evil creatures.

Just the remains are enough to make people feel uncomfortable.

"These...were all done by the Ghost-Faced Man?"

Peng Ziming spoke blankly.

I once again felt the huge gap between us in my heart.

We are all cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, how come he can be so strong?

Most other people were in a similar mood.

"Beware!"

At this time, Hu Chunsheng shouted loudly: "Something is coming!"

He was very familiar with this feeling.

Before entering the small temple, Hu Chunsheng was followed by this cold and gloomy aura all the way.

You know the enemy is nearby, but you don't know where he is.

Now, it's coming again!

"It's really haunting."

Hu Chunsheng's face changed slightly, he grew some hair, his jaw became pointed, and his claws and teeth lengthened.

Like a demon fox.

He is using the secret blood technique of the demon race.

The monsters also noticed it, and while trembling with anxiety, they gritted their teeth and decided to fight to the death.

Wang Nian and Peng Ziming had no time to pay attention to their changes and performed self-defense techniques.

Swah——

Invisibly, there was the sound of the pen tip sweeping across.

The body of a little demon below the head disappeared out of thin air.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, with resentment and despair flashing in his eyes.

This time, Hu Chunsheng finally saw a clue.

There was a ball of blood-colored hair, which devoured all the flesh, bones, and internal organs the moment it passed through the body.

But the speed was so fast that even spiritual consciousness could not detect it.

"Damn it! Where is it? Where on earth is it?"

Hu Chunsheng's face showed a rare look of impatience, and his half-demon eyes glanced back and forth.

In a quick glance, he seemed to see a red shadow.

But before he could make a move, the red shadow disappeared and moved to another location.

"If this continues, it will become like before..."

Xiong Batian was even more anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

He only had brute force, but he had no way to deal with this invisible and traceless enemy.

Soon, two more people died tragically.

The red shadow seemed to be moving faster than when it came.

The worst thing was that Hu Chunsheng sensed that there were several evil auras approaching.

Sudden.

A sense of crisis of death surged into Hu Chunsheng's heart.