Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 55
It was obvious that two groups of people had internal strife.

Lin Feng didn't move.

I took a look with [Guanqi Eye], and those skeletons wearing square scarves were also strange.

Strangely, their threat level is none.

none?
Lin Feng didn't believe that there were "nothing" threats to him in this mountain.

He is not the bottom in this mountain, but also the middle and bottom.

If the threat level is "none", how dare these scarf skeletons confront the mage skeletons?

Amidst the calls of the prisoners, there seemed to be some strange changes in the veins of the earth.

The ground began to shake slightly.

Under the vibrations one after another, the skeletons in those big urns quickly grew muscles, blood vessels, internal organs, and organs.

It was nothing short of a miracle.

Many human faces floated out of the banner, and they were placed on the little skull's face.

These little skeletons grow faces.

A skeleton savagely snatched the guide's skin from the little skeleton mage's hands, covered itself, rolled on the spot, and turned into a guide.

The same goes for the rest of the small skeletons, who fished out their skins from the big urn and put them on their bodies.

The big skeleton mage chanted the spell quickly, steadily and accurately. Under his spell, the skeletons quickly turned into "living people", but there were scales on the skin, and some corpses rotted Time, the smell that can't be wiped away.

It smells disgusting.

"Yaksha."

Li Pusa explained later that since he thought about it, Li Pusa stopped struggling and had time to comment on the fighting skills in front of him, like watching a monkey show.

He casually wiped the black blood under his nostrils, touched his face, and he pointed beside him.

The same goes for Lin Feng.

Leaning against the tree behind, he said to Li Bodhisattva: "Master Li, say a few more words, I will gain a lot of insight."

"Hey, you can't, don't call me Master Li, you can't, just call me Xiao Li."

He waved his hands again and again, but was praised by an official like Lin Feng, he was refreshed.

Although he couldn't help it, he grinned to the mouth next to the ears, revealing his joy.

I was called a master by adults in mainstream society.

Li Pusa is excited.

"This yaksha is also called a yaksha that inserts corpses, and it is a yaksha that is specially used to remove the graves of corpses in the rotting corpse forest.

This yaksha is an outsider. It is said that people outside also pay attention to a rich burial after death. After a person dies, all silk, gold, silver and jewelry are wrapped around the body and thrown into the forest.

These ghouls are ghosts with forks. "

Li Bodhisattva also made a movement of inserting things down and turning things over, and said: "They are the ones who turn over corpses. These yakshas often take the funeral objects of this corpse. All of them are very rich, and we poor ghosts Different.

Everyone is a person who fiddles with corpses, hey, isn't it just a little ugly, I can also look a little ugly.

It is said that money is forgetful, what to do if there is no money.

Men, thick willow dustpan and thin willow bucket, no one in the world thinks men are ugly.

Without money or ability, Jun also can't be an oiran. "

He was still in the mood to say a slang term, and his words were full of envy for his colleagues.

Between the words, there is still some sullen anger.

While speaking, Yasha rushed over.

The prisoners looked at the Yasha rushing towards him without fear at all.

Their voices are louder!

【Alu mix】

【Alu mix】

【Alu mix】

【Alu mix】

Amidst their shouts in unison, finally, in a slightly higher mountain forest not far away, the rocks collapsed, and countless stones fell down like rain!
The strong corpse aura, even thunder and lightning, can't cover up the strong corpse aura that stinks against the wind.

A puff of green energy like wolf smoke rushed straight into the sky!

Unexpectedly, this breath travels faster than broken stones and sound.

Just for a moment, Zhu Baihu, a veteran who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, couldn't hold back, his face was ashen, and he vomited "Wow!"

Like Li Buddha.

Lin Feng summoned a gust of wind and enveloped the three of them.

a little late.

Both Li Pusa and Zhu Baihu were poisoned. Fortunately, Li Pusa was a mortician, so he quickly took out a pill from his bag and stuffed it into their mouths.

He also took out a small gourd and put it in front of himself and Zhu Baihu.

I don't know what the smell is, but the two of them smelled it and vomited even more.

Lin Feng rushed out regardless of professional complaints, and sent all the flying stones here with his strength.

I don't know what was born.

The thunder and lightning that had calmed down in the sky suddenly seemed to be attracted by a lightning rod. Countless thunder and lightning turned into sharp swords and pierced fiercely into the broken mountain rock.

The prisoners began to dance, and even in chains there was a strange charm to their movements.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, they sang and danced, with a different kind of charm, among which there were many movements, twisting their wrists and ankles.

If they had bells on their wrists and ankles, their movements should have caused the sound of bells.

Oh, and the waist.

Judging from the pelvic bones, these skeletons are all men, but judging from their soft and beautiful figures, they are probably dancing women's dances.

Lin Feng glanced at it, and couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure.

[Jian Xin Tong Ming] used [Shaman Priest] to communicate with him several times, and Lin Feng had some resistance to these things aimed at the soul and spirit.

Perhaps this is the so-called "magic resistance".

After a round of thunder and lightning, the things in the mountain were finally born.

First, a pair of ashen hands. Thanks to that round of lightning, the trees near the rock were all turned into charcoal, and some were still raging. I don’t know if it is possible to make lightning strike wood in these trees.

A pair of ashen hands crawled out of the pit, and then, a man wearing a rich, dark red robe and a tattered pointed hat crawled out of the pit.

His whole body was indigo, and he looked like a devil and a yaksha.

Skinny and boneless, like a dried corpse.

The corpse aura on his body clearly told others.

He is not alive.

This is a corpse.

What made Lin Feng's brows twitch wildly was that red nematodes kept crawling out of the seven orifices of this corpse demon!

He opened his mouth, and dense red nematodes gushed out of his mouth, flying thousands of miles away.

Lin Feng saw words appear on his head.

[Tianmojiao/three-stage blood god, Alu mixed]

Lin Feng knew that these kerchief skeletons were a threat to people, why would they disappear.

All the emotions are summoners shaking small bells, tool people, right?
Lin Feng glanced at Aluhun again, planning to die.

This Alu gangster is really too strong, his facial features look like a mixed race, very three-dimensional sculpture, after a thousand miles, this Alu gangster stood up.

(End of this chapter)