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Chapter 218 You Prove Your Courage to the Yak God (2.2k)

"Tara Maha, Tara Maha, Dorodharasa, long-winded, Dorodarasa."

The wind and rain, the wind and the devil cry.

The thugs who brought the corpse had their clothes stained on them one by one, making them stretch out their hands to line their own clothes. When they reached the door, they hurriedly put the corpse down.

Leave the cemetery.

In the entire cemetery, such a strange mantra was heard.

This is the secret spell He Lin Feng heard from the monk in the floating bridge complex.

There are similarities and some differences.

It is also a mantra.

This is not a spell of any kind known.

It seems that only in Ligla Island, such a secret spell will work.

Lin Feng sneaked into the cemetery, heard the spell echoing in the cemetery, and saw those ascetic monks sitting cross-legged next to a big pit, the wind and rain fell on them, they were not wearing clothes, and the branches around them were constantly beat them.

There seemed to be evil spirits hiding inside them.

Every time he hits, blood will be splashed out.

One of the ascetic monks folded his hands together, and each of his fingers was like a candle.

This is burning finger offerings to Buddha.

Even among the ascetic monks, the method of burning fingers to worship Buddha is not a superb movement that ordinary ascetic monks can get their hands on.

The pain of five fingers connected to the heart is not something that can be resisted by simple will.

Lin Feng stood in the distance, watching all this.

He had known for a long time that there was a problem in the cemetery, but he did not expect that the problem in the cemetery would be so big. During the storm, the cemetery's curly trees were chosen horizontally, and the strange trees lived forever. The black crows stood motionless like a blanket. on top.

Shaking with squirming branches.

Centipedes as thick as boa constrictors burrowed from the ground, carrying an unbearable stench.

Like an earth dragon.

They also hunt those crows.

Strangely, the crows did not avoid these predators, they were swallowed whole, dropping some black feathers.

In the very center of the cemetery is a big pit dug. There are no bones in the big pit, but only the gods of various natives. The whole cemetery is a real group of demons dancing wildly. Magic Eye, stand quietly.

The breath on his body is no different from that of an ascetic at this moment.

He is considered one of his own.

Now he is standing next to the big pit, looking at the bottom of the big pit, there is a big vat at the bottom of the big pit, and there is blood in this big vat.

Fortunately, there is no human blood in it.

In this big vat, there are also wriggling poisonous insects.

Painful human faces emerged from the blood.

Lin Feng continued to look down, and soon saw the extraordinary features of this big vat.

Under the big tank are tree roots one after another. They are firmly rooted in the ground, constantly absorbing a certain material from the ground.

This is a surgery scene.

One after another, the little colorful snakes got out of it and disappeared beside the dragon-like centipede.

Those ascetic monks are still blessing.

"House Grace".

"House."

Under the night, amidst such savage roars, some ascetics brought in a long-skinned warthog from outside. A long-haired warthog weighing almost half a ton was dragged and stabbed in its lungs. Put on.

Even such a long-haired warthog, which can be called the king of pigs, will gradually fall into death after being punctured in the lungs. After dragging this long-haired warthog to the side of the big pit, the ascetic took out a long-haired warthog The knife pierced a major artery.

The blood was splashed in the big pit as if they didn't want money. Those earth dragon centipedes seemed to be inspired and crawled towards the top, and the ascetic monks took the whip and yelled at them to retreat.

If these are other things, Lin Feng can also understand, taming dragons and snakes.

Only this taming centipede.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

It's quite distinctive.

They splashed the blood in the big pit, and those centipedes also fell into the big vat. The blood in this big vat is very famous. When these centipedes fell into the big vat, they melted instantly.

Not even the hard shell came out.

As more and more woolly warthogs fall into the pit.

In the big vat, a blood-colored "Eight-armed Guru" crawled out.

Lin Feng looked at the familiar "eight-armed guru" and thought of what he had seen - Tara Maha, Tara Maha.

what.

I understand.

He gradually understood all this.

Ligera Island, Tharamaha.

At this moment, a man put the wild boar picked up by his spear beside him, took out a long knife, and interrupted his long test.

Lin Feng: "..."

He picked up the knife.

Coolie, right?

With a wave of his hand, he stabbed the aorta of the wild boar that was still struggling, and a lot of blood flowed out. Lin Feng didn't react at first, but after he killed the poor wild boar that was on the verge of death, Lin Feng saw the game reminder.

This was a surprise he never expected.

【You proved your courage to the Yak God】

【Your hunting behavior has been approved by the Yak God】

[The Yak God casts a blessing on you]

[Your yak god's anger has been slightly improved]

[Your yak god's protection has been improved a little bit]

【Your courage has not been blessed by the Yak God, it has achieved qualitative change through quantitative change】

【Please make persistent efforts】

[You can continue to show your courage to the Yak God and get higher blessings! 】

Lin Feng's heart bulged. Looking at these game prompts, he was suddenly full of energy!
There wasn't much wrong with his guess.

If one wants to obtain the blessing of the Yak God and prove one's courage to the Yak God, hunting is indeed a very important one.

Although these wild boars were not caught by him.

But he killed it, and that was enough.

This is a sustainable upgrade skill with no upper limit (there may be an upper limit, the upper limit is the strength of the Yak God), and it is also a miracle of group attack, which is convenient for him to become more and more brave in battle.

At the end of the battle, anger and protection will continue to be blessed, which means that his blue and red will continue to grow during the battle.

Although I don't know what the asylum is like, the benefits of anger are real.

Mouyin is the phantom of the yak god that can be summoned.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng set his sights elsewhere, he was very active in helping others to do activities.

The rest of the ascetic monks didn't think of their "companions", and they didn't have such thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Who would have thought that there was a traitor among us?

Lin Feng volunteered and bled wild boars one after another. When the bloodletting was done, there were more than 40 wild boars.

Lin Feng finally saw a small quantitative change.

【You proved your courage to the Yak God】

……

[Your yak god's anger has been slightly improved, and your yak god's anger has been blessed by [-]%]

[Your yak god's protection has been improved slightly, your yak god's protection has been blessed by [-]%]

……

Just when Lin Feng was very interested in killing pigs.

The pig is gone.

Lin Feng had some unfinished thoughts.

At this time, an ascetic brought the corpse.

Lin Feng could tell at a glance that this was the "shipwreck survivor" newly lost today.

The back of the corpse was cut open, like fishing, and the corpse was hung up.

The bloody eight-armed guru began to get into the corpse.

It's still surgery!

(End of this chapter)