Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 219 Unmeasured (2k)

Standing aside, Lin Feng watched the ascetics around him use corpses to attract blood. In the strong wind, they hung people danglingly on bamboo poles with ropes, and hung the corpses on top of the vat along the bamboo poles flickering.

This is standard smearing.

Take resentment as the spirit.

Mix resentment with people, boars, and centipedes.

In the big vat, the boiled meat was boneless.

Turned into an "eight-armed guru".

The blood greedily climbed up, got into the flesh of the corpse, and squirmed continuously towards the internal organs!
Just wait for this moment!

When the expected time came, I saw the ascetic monk standing beside him forcefully use the bamboo pole and throw the corpse back to the "shore" with light skills.

An ascetic monk cut his tiger's mouth early, causing blood to flow down.

He held a brush in his hand, dipped it in his own blood, and the ascetic monks standing aside rushed up, pressed the corpse firmly to the ground, and told him to perform according to the law.

In a split second, the corpse began to throb violently. Lin Feng saw that there seemed to be an extra head inside the corpse, wriggling continuously in the corpse.

Drill the flesh of the corpse into the shape of a glove membrane.

As long as you use your strength, you can get out.

The ascetic monk held him firmly, drew spells on his body continuously, and splashed a lot of ghost writing on him.

from a distance.

Like wriggling spider legs.

Densely packed.

These words are like living creatures, they got into the body of the corpse, forcing Li Gui.

The ghost text, which is called by Zi Ling as an ominous character, has an extraordinary calming and soothing effect on the "eight-armed guru".

The ascetic monk used his own "blood" to draw a path, forcing the blood of the "eight-armed guru" into the heart of the body.

Wait until it's done.

"Stab!"

With the sound of cloth being ripped apart, the ascetic monk forcefully cut open the heart of the corpse, exposing the heart inside, and opened the chest cavity with both hands, even the ribs on the chest were broken.

He took off the heart vigorously with both hands.

The heart of the dead body at this moment is a bit like a ginseng fruit, with seven orifices naturally appearing, like a baby, crying continuously, which makes people feel uneasy.

The filth produced by the surgery.

These ascetic monks treasured the filth and put it in the lacquerware.

Another ascetic monk took out the gourd and sprinkled the pig's blood mixed with medicinal powder on the bottom.

Without the stimulation of blood, the earth dragons below became quiet.

Lin Feng also left with them.

After leaving the cemetery, he quietly disappeared and returned to the floating foot building.

He thought he knew what he had guessed.

He saw something incredible.

Mass death of native gods.

When Lin Feng put the magic weapon here.

He originally thought there would be a battle of gods.

Results now.

Lin Feng glanced at his staff.

[Occupying, (27/100)]

You have obtained the right to enjoy [Earth Dungeon (3/3)], [Treatment of Dreams], and incense.

He didn't do anything, he was lying and winning.

When someone cleared the local gods and cleared the obstacles for his own way, he helped Lin Feng by the way. That person should be clearing up and seizing the authority of the local gods at the same time. It is like two big worms fighting for territory. The other one took over the other tiger's territory.

Their actions coincided with the laws of nature.

In line with nature.

Only one thing was missed.

That is, beside them, there is still a hidden sixth child.

He responds to all changes with the same.

did nothing.

Just ate such a large part of the quota.

Quietly devouring 20.00% of the seven places here, Lin Feng said that he was comfortable, wearing a painted skin, Lin Feng hid again, looking for the secret method of stealing the door: the material of the five ghosts transporting technique.

It is always right to prepare a few hands in advance.

My fifth uncle, he doesn't look like a good person!

through today's events.

Lin Feng felt that the ten thousand pigs crossing the river and the mother land of wild boars also had hidden secrets.

The wild boar here is like Uncle Wu's material.

Under the countless wild boars, there are countless blood.

These corpses are just like what he thought, they are all other people's resources.

The time for Wanzhu to cross the river has not yet come.

There are so many wild boars.

If ten thousand pigs cross the river.

When Lin Feng thought of this, he had a whim.

How many wild boars are there on Riguera?Ten thousand?If there are [-] wild boars, what kind of ecology is Ligla Island? It can support [-] wild boars.

……

"Pfft."

Blood spattered and heads fell to the ground.

Uncle Wu curled up on one side in pain. On his body, black tree tumors drilled out from under his skin. When one came out, Uncle Wu took a dagger to remove it from his flesh. set aside.

These tree tumors, which were as big as pig's eyeballs, fell to the ground and quickly took root in them.

Behind him is a Nanyang Jianmu tree.

Beside him, there are some shadows, these shadows hide in the shade of trees, seem to be whispering.

"Someone stole something from here."

After removing the tree tumors on his body, Uncle Wu came to his senses.

Beside him, the boa constrictor and the big dog were turning restlessly.

These "pets" interact with the things in the shadows.

He also held a booklet in his hand.

In this booklet, many words were written in detail, and he pasted this booklet on his body.

From his side.

On his side is a "big pit".

Someone ripped a hole here, revealing the "inside view" inside.

Dry flesh.

Viscera devoid of any vitality.

Logically speaking, fifth uncle should be a dead person at this moment.

After removing so many burls, he sat down again and began to question the surrounding shadows. These shadows formed a strange pattern under his seat.

Like lotus flowers one after another.

But at the same time.

Under the lotus, thick skeleton hands began to grow.

Those ascetic monks braved the darkness and brought back the lacquerware. In the primeval forest, some incredible things appeared, the rain fell downward, and some "bamboo shoots" appeared beside Uncle Wu.

White bone bamboo shoots.

Countless white bones grew out of the ground, as if this was a mass grave, those shallow bones were washed out by the heavy rain.

He sat in the bone grove, the wildfire was overwhelming.

Behind him, Nanyang Jianmu, like rotten flesh and blood, also has a [Xuanmen Gate] on it, the root of life, this thing seems to be alive, constantly wriggling, this is the last thing he wants to go to The place.

It seemed that there was an air of unreasonableness coming from the whole place.

currently.

An ascetic monk walked over with a little girl in his hand.

If Lin Feng were here, he would definitely recognize this little girl.

He is one of the five uncle's children.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the child was so frightened that he wanted to cry.

Uncle Wu looked at the child kindly, beckoned and said, "Come on, child, come here! Ask Dad to see you."

(End of this chapter)