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

This kind of momentum is definitely not something that an ordinary person in the late stage of foundation building can possess.

A foundation-building cultivator from the Ziyun Sect was not convinced and said.

"Who are you? You have such an arrogant tone!"

"Ah……"

After a chuckle, a red light flashed by, and the man's left arm was cut off, with blood splattering everywhere.

"Uh...uh!"

He couldn't help but cry out in pain, his face filled with fear and shock.

The expressions of the other two people from Ziyun Sect suddenly changed.

Foundation-building perfection!

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that if you don't want to die, don't mess with me."

Xiang Feng sneered, his eyes were sinister and cold, and full of indifference to human life.

Even he himself could not remember how many cultivators and mortals had died at his hands.

Under Xiang Feng's cold gaze, the three people from Ziyun Sect were silent as a mouse, and they didn't even have the thought of resisting.

Xiang Feng was in a bad mood after easily suppressing the three people. He frowned.

The effect of the first Thousand Mile Tracking Talisman has dissipated, but it is certain that the murderer of his nephew is in this inn.

And it is obvious that they are not the immortal cultivators from the Ziyun Sect.

So now, the murderer is either dead or...hiding.

"What a cunning mouse."

A trace of hatred flashed in Xiang Feng's eyes.

"Just wait, I'll find you out."

Soon, Qiu Qing walked to the first floor and saw the broken arms and blood on the ground. Without saying much, she began to talk about the secret of the "Ghost Jadeite".

******

Time passes minute by minute.

Not long after Qiu Qing left Anle's room.

Click...

squeak...

Prick...

Accompanied by an indescribable strange sound.

It was as if something was being torn into pieces by a strange force, or as if it was being chewed strangely.

The whole inn has changed.

Anle stood there and suddenly felt dizzy and his head was spinning.

Countless whispers, murmurs, conversations... madly penetrated into his mind which was several times more sensitive than that of ordinary people, making him dizzy.

The changes came quickly and went away quickly.

He opened his eyes again.

From what he could see, the scene in the guest room remained unchanged from before.

But the eerie and cold atmosphere in the air was several times stronger than before.

This should terrify ordinary people.

But the comfort and feeling of being in it is...very comfortable!

Both the qi and blood, as well as some characteristics of the evil spirit, seemed to be activated.

The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was the constant whispering in his ears.

"Look... at that person!"

"So strong... so fragrant... I want to eat it..."

"But...hiss...he's so scary..."

"Can you see it? Can't you see it?"

"..."

Strange things happened in the inn, and more and more evil spirits started to become active.

Anle could hear their voices clearly, which seemed very noisy.

【Armor】 covered his body.

In an instant, Anle's temperament changed drastically.

The evil spirit is fierce and the blood is roaring.

Rakshasa and Vajra, two auras that should have repelled each other, actually appeared together.

Mixed together.

It seems extremely strange, yet extremely powerful.

Anle cracked his mouth and smiled at the evil spirit that was peeping in the corner.

"Just...be quiet!"

******

Akabane Zong Keyan stood alone in the corridor with a solemn expression.

Beside him, the originally narrow corridor was widened several times.

On each road, the height of the floors and the distance between the doors are different.

Sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes long, sometimes short.

Even the floor was tilted and distorted and couldn't stay flat.

Just now, the space in the entire inn shifted and distorted, forcing him and his companions to disperse.

Ke Yan looked around vigilantly.

The light was swallowed by something and the temperature in the air dropped.

A smell of blood mixed with mud quietly diffused.

"Who is it? Who's there!"

Suddenly, Ke Yan turned his head sharply and looked towards the corner in the shadow.

His eyes barely caught a glimpse of a pale shadow that flashed by.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Ke Yan activated his spiritual power, and red spiritual fire shot out from the palm of his hand and fell down with a bang.

The floor vibrated faintly.

The wooden walls and ground were ignited by the flames and gradually became charred, but compared with the outside world, the power of the spiritual fire was still much reduced.

"The rule that the inn cannot be destroyed has changed?"

Ke Yan came to his senses immediately, but did not show much joy.

Because the spell just now did not have the real feeling of hitting the target.

The evil spirit that was secretly watching him still existed.

"whee……"

Ke Yan's heart skipped a beat and he raised his head.

On the wooden board above my head, a hollow and numb human face was smiling.

That face belonged to one of the "guests" who were drinking and eating when people first arrived.

The spiritual fire technique bombards again!

The human face shattered and melted like mud.

However, behind Ke Yan, one face after another was emerging from the walls and the ground, piled up full and densely, and each face had a creepy and strange smile.

Chapter 94 I want to become an immortal!

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

In the eerie and endless corridor, Ke Yan's fleeing figure was looming in the darkness.

"whee……"

The strange laughter behind me followed closely.

As far as I could see from the corner of my eye, more and more faces appeared from the walls, floor, and ceiling of the inn.

They are piled up so bloatedly that they cannot be distinguished from each other.

His empty and numb eyes stared at Ke Yan, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, full of teasing and mockery, as if he was looking at a prey in a cage.

"Damn, how can there be so many!"

"Is it impossible to kill it all?"

Ke Yan's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead and his breathing was rapid.

He had been entangled with this pale-faced man for half an hour.

Even the spiritual energy reserves of a foundation-building cultivator are not enough.

He ran for a while.

I don't know when the strange laughter disappeared. When I looked back, the walls and the ground returned to normal and were as smooth as before.

Ke Yan was filled with ecstasy: "It's not chasing me anymore?"

Just as the joy of surviving the disaster began to arise, a call came.

"Xiaoyan..."

The voice was extremely familiar, but I hadn't heard it for a long time.

Ke Yan's whole body stiffened and he slowly turned around.

A tall and friendly figure was standing in the corridor, his face shrouded in darkness.

He asked tentatively, "Brother?"

"Xiaoyan, I didn't expect... that you still remember me."

"How could I... forget?"

Ke Yan's teeth were chattering, he gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"You are my dearest brother..."

"Yes, I remember that when you were little you liked to eat meat buns. Our family was poor, so I went to the forest to collect firewood and sell it."

"I had several cuts on my hands, so I bought a large basket of meat buns. You and I shared them. I ate two and you ate six. You smiled happily at that time and said that you wanted to cultivate immortality in the future so that your family could live a good life and eat meat buns every day, as many as you wanted."

Ke Yan lowered his head tremblingly and squeezed out a sound from between his teeth.

"do not talk."

"I still remember that one time you were sick, there was no doctor in the village, and your parents were not at home, so I had to carry you to the town more than ten miles away."

"The road was difficult to walk on, and we ran into wolves. My shoes were worn out. Fortunately, you were okay in the end..."

"do not talk."

"Oh, there was one more time..."

"I said, stop talking!!!"

Ke Yan suddenly raised his head, his facial features twisted and ferocious, and a burst of spiritual fire magic shot out.