Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 239 Boss, I am the boss (End)
This time, Wang Xiangzai learned without a teacher, and when he saw the ghost telling him to continue, he immediately opened his throat and howled.

Very cooperative.

He was afraid of the growing ghost behind him and spanked his ass.

When Brother Yinhun was "kind" in front of him, he was afraid.

Now it has become such a bloody and terrifying appearance.

There was a sense of dread in his simple little heart.

That is, if the ghost now does something, his ass will definitely bloom.

Rather than start crying in pain after his butt was smashed, he thought it would be easier for him to cry on his own initiative.

Can suffer less.

While he was howling loudly, Mother Sly finally shriveled up completely, and Lin Feng struggled out from inside using her spine as a line.

"boom".

The shriveled bodies fell into the deep sea.

The cunning mother who gave birth to everything turned into a wedding dress.

A god appeared in situ.

There was no crying or howling, but only a "god".

God in the flesh.

It is completely different from the god that Lin Feng became after opening the second life seed.

This time, his god is flesh and blood, which means that he is alive and has a fleshy body, becoming a god, the unity of the land god (tubo, earth puppet) and the ancestor gods.

Not the ancestral gods after death.

Not a living Tubo.

He turned into a more terrifying "monster".

A kind of imagination and archeology, the past and the future, the direction that the priests of the Shang Dynasty wanted to "evolve".

What did the gods that the priests of the Shang Dynasty wanted to become look like?
What did they see in the past sacrifices?
No one observed this scene.

Only those ghosts never tire.

Just like those slaves who have long since disappeared outside the burial pit.

"Lin Feng" didn't know that he had become like this now.

Is it really what those businessmen want to be.

In the era when ghosts and gods ruled the earth.

According to people's imagination is limited, you can only think of the final extent that you can imagine.

The most powerful look a businessman could possibly imagine.

It is the emperor of heaven that every generation of great wizards sees when they communicate with the ancestors and gods.

As the most powerful in the world, the Emperor of Heaven does not appear to be bound by morality.

his presence.

It is an extremely terrifying deterrent in itself.

As for Lin Feng's current appearance.

It may not be the Emperor of Heaven, but it is definitely not a normal god.

……

At the top of the entire "Lotus", someone is sitting on it.

The entire Buddha child began to transform. If the Buddha child was born completely, the Buddha child might be at the top of the fourth rank, but after swallowing a large amount of flesh and blood, it might become the lower rank of the third rank.

Take the Song Dynasty, which created this set of methods, for example. Although the Song Dynasty separated the officials, the famous San Duan appeared in my Song Dynasty, but the third-rank officials are still rare items.

The third grade is also a true heavenly official.

Even a county magistrate can be called Bailihou, the parental official who is in charge of life and death in a county.

Not to mention these people.

Their every move, even a single thought, may cause the displacement of thousands of people.

Correspondingly, this official rank is used on practitioners, that's it. After reaching the fifth rank, they are no longer ordinary ghosts and gods.

Life or death.

The people of Muyizhou.

It's all between their thoughts.

Uncle Wu is planning to take revenge.

A merciless person is ungrateful, he is not a ungrateful person, nor is he a merciless person, he just feels a little different from others.

When he woke up from the Buddha's body, he opened his eyes and saw the "God" standing in front of him.

"god"?
Uncle Wu's expression was quite calm.

Although the "God" was imprinted in his eyes, it was difficult to observe normally.

Things were beyond his expectation.

But it didn't completely exceed his expectations.

The meat rotted in the pot.

Left and right are the benefits of one's own people.

The last benefit was actually taken by his brother in the clan. After planning for many years, the final fruit was taken by the younger generation of his own clan. He was not reconciled, but he didn't say anything.

He stared at "Li Jianfeng" in front of him and said, "Don't you want the Gan family's art of observing qi?"

Behind him, a black lake appeared, and a copper urn and a memory emerged from it.

He handed the object to "Li Jianfeng".

He gave "Li Jianfeng" a knock.

"Wangxiang cub is useless to you, if you can, forgive him, he will not avenge me."

"Li Jianfeng" did not move for a long time.

Even Uncle Fifth is a little weird sometimes.

The wind brought the sound up.

But this time the voice changed to 【编】.

Lin Feng's expression gradually became fresher. This name, which was condensed by the moonlight, carried a strange power.

Wake him up.

Go deep into the soul.

Lin Feng was also a little sober at the moment, he looked at Fifth Uncle in front of him, and put away the copper urn and debris.

A copper urn is considered to be a folk magic weapon above rank nine.

As for the rest.

He picked up the pieces.

This was indeed another piece - even Lin Feng at this moment was a little hesitant when he got this thing.

He did not forget the scene he encountered not long ago when he gathered the other two Aura Eyes.

His life seeds were quickly emptied.

This is one of the reasons why he came up with such a bad idea.

Because he was really dying.

That manic and unreasonable backlash rushed towards him from nowhere, even Lin Feng didn't know how to guard against it.

He was originally a master of the middle school, and in the techniques such as Chufu's exhaustion of victory and lowering his head, there were traces of ancient sacrificial rituals.

when casting a spell.

After all, it will leave traces.

There was no trace of this move, at least Lin Feng couldn't find any trace.

He originally thought that when the two fragments were put together, there would be a catastrophe, a thundercloud appeared in the sky, and above the thundercloud was an ancient god general who would kill him with a spear in his hand.

No, but it's scarier than that.

In that moment, he nearly died.

just now……

Lin Feng looked at the third fragment, and suddenly felt a sense of dryness and melancholy that he couldn't explain clearly.

In short, it was as if he wanted to overthrow everything and bring the world back to the age of ghosts and gods.

This impulse is getting more and more terrifying.

It was so frightening that Lin Feng simply couldn't suppress this breath with his will.

what happened?

At this moment, Lin Feng also "saw" his own appearance.

He really didn't feel like a person anymore.

Shangjing Yagami, all turned into their own appearance.

They all live by themselves.

He is like a Sanxingdui mask.

The whole upper part, like "alien".

His body is also twisted and deformed.

It was exactly the same as what he saw on the bronze tripod ascent map.

As for his lower body.

He looks like a dragon and a snake, which is why many people dare not recognize him, but even so, Lin Feng tried his best to curb his evil thoughts.

Speaking of this.

He finally wandered off a little.

What about the copper tripod?
What about the ghost behind the tripod who looks like an old monk?
【bo】

【fa】

【mou】

With the combination of the three sounds, Lin Feng went all out, but he was not able to suppress his evil thoughts.

Things don't start right!
Just when Lin Feng felt something terrifying.

In the distance, on the altar.

The crushed fairy fetus was still there, and he was dying, using a secret method to cover his own breath.

Beside him, everything in the box was broken.

This is the art of preventing disaster and replacing death.

Whether it is ancient shamanism, Taoism, or folk folk law, there are such spells, and there is also such a method in the Chu Fu Yan Sheng Art.

He didn't leave, and he planned to be cruel one last time.

Facing the enemy head-on, even a fairy would not dare to say that he is the opponent of those monsters.

But cursed from the outside.

He was confident that he could curse them to death!

This is his specialty.

Two generations of champions, Huo Qubing grew up in the deep palace, and was raised by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty as his own clone. He not only has the aura of a dragon and tiger, but also the aura of a white tiger. At this level, it is as difficult to kill a prince with a curse.

These guys did it.

The second-generation Champion Hou, after his father's sudden death, was taken to live in the palace by Liu Che. Even the prince and servants were not as close to Liu Che as he was.

Liu Che kept him by his side all the time, lest he die young.

Even when Mount Tai was enshrining Zen, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che always took him with him.

They still succeeded in cursing, and since then, witchcraft has become the eternal terror in the heart of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che.

After he was old and frail, they were these people who once again joined forces with Jiang Chong and others to concoct the scourge of witchcraft.

With the blood of father and son.

The blood of the young dragon of the Eastern Palace.

Blood of the Empress of the Harem.

In addition, many innocent souls who died unjustly were used as introductions, looking for a flaw in the dragon spirit of the great man.

Fall short.

He was also suppressed.

At this moment, he decided to curse and kill a god.

Before that, he saw a bronze medicine tripod floating on the sea.

Even him, when he saw the bronze tripod, his face was a little green.

He is as fearful as a snake.

Abnormal panic.

It seems to know what this thing is.

He saw a green ghost lying on top of the medicine cauldron and left here.

With a sigh of relief.

There are also ghosts around the tripod.

Oddly, these people don't seem to see it.

Let this thing go.

"This kind of thing, how could it come out?
The meeting of the wind and the clouds, the meeting of the wind and the clouds. "

After he finished speaking, he started the final movement.

Then, do it!
Curse to kill!

Just this.

Uncle Wu's body was splashed with blood, and Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his body.

Looking back, his hair was faster than him, and this time, he completely caught the fairy fetus.

"Passing the price, you did it?"

This time, Lin Feng's animal nature was completely aroused, just when his reason was about to be overwhelmed.

The blessing of peace on his chest burned to ashes.

A ray of white light broke through the clouds and shone here, above the sky, indistinctly, a god appeared.

His magic sword also flew up.

The real Green Tara statue also found a chance.

A tall ghost flew up, and Lin Feng grabbed the dharma sword with his thoughts stored on it.

"Duh!"

This is not any of the six tones of the land, but it was found by Lin Feng himself, and it is used to drive the sound of the real shape map of the Five Sacred Mountains (Mount Tai).

At this moment, Lin Feng's expression cleared up, he understood everything, and at the last moment, he contained the Qi-Guan Qi Dharma Eye in his body.

36 shards of Aura Eye.

Three pieces in one!

　Untrustworthy people, visit the window in the middle of the night, and nothing they say is reliable
　　
　
(End of this chapter)