Countryside Magic Doctor

After walking out of the town, he Feng returned to the road.

Across the dense thorny jungle, he Feng entered the jungle again. It suddenly opened up in front of him. It was a path full of weeds.

Tonight, he will spend the night in the dense forest, and he doesn't know if he can meet those expeditionary soldiers.

I hope I can meet him, because in this way, he can solve this journey as soon as possible.

After he Feng walked about two or three miles along the path in the dense forest, he suddenly felt something moving in the forest, rustling.

He thought he met some beast. He quickly spread his spiritual consciousness and searched nearby.

At the moment he opened his spiritual consciousness, he Feng's pupils suddenly enlarged and then contracted. He saw a cleared open space in front of him, dozens of meters away.

A bald head dressed in unknown clothes was doing it there.

He Feng has seen several Lin Zhengying films and knows that the guy in front of him should be the legendary Nanyang headmaster.

It is said that Nanyang head lowering division originated from Maoshan Taoism in Yanhuang. However, because its Taoism is sinister and disgusting, it is not shameful and widely spread in Southeast Asia.

It also has a little influence in the Yanhuang mainland.

He Feng frowned and watched the headmaster practice there.

A gold bowl made of unknown material, which burns Rune paper and blood.

I don't know what little animals are mixed with. In a word, it is particularly disgusting.

But I don't know what he's doing.

He Feng plans to observe carefully for a while, and then make plans.

"Creak, creak, creak..." a series of drops, I don't know what bird language to say, after the spell.

Then, with a wave of his hand, those unknown liquids in front of him were scattered in front of him, forming a large piece of dirt.

It is wet and stands out in the jungle.

On the ground, the weeds and all kinds of small insects that had not been cleaned in time were stained with this thing, and in an instant, they turned into wisps of white smoke and disappeared.

Suddenly, like being attacked by an atomic bomb, all the places hit by liquid became barren and became a barren land.

He Feng felt a little interested when he saw him like this. This thing looks like his corpse melting water. However, his corpse melting water only works on the corpse, but it is of little use to other things.

And this thing is like sulfuric acid. Everything will be ruined if it meets him.

In the air, it suddenly became gloomy, with strands of cold everywhere, and a very strange blue light appeared one by one from nearby.

The blue light fell on the barren land and turned into a figure, a ragged military uniform, a withered body, and the one on the hat badge, although it had become a ghost, was still a shining medal.

They all mark their identity, military soul.

One after another, the empty field was crowded with nearly 100 military souls, but they had to get close from the soil.

A group of people crowded. He Feng looked puzzled. He didn't understand what the headmaster was doing?

It's just a kind of anger in my heart. Any Yanhuang people will be angry with these expeditionary soldiers, these Chinese martyrs and the soul of the army.

What's more, he Feng's purpose of his trip is for these military souls and to send them home.

How can such a thing be tolerated?

However, he was not in a hurry. He wanted to wait and see what the head lowering division in Southeast Asia was doing?

After all, it's not too late to know what the other party is doing first and then do it.

He Feng has strength and self-confidence. He can easily kill this guy, because from the current situation, this guy is not a cultivator at all, just a guy who knows a little or two witchcraft spells.

This guy relies on nothing more than some utensils, some spells that borrow the aura of heaven and earth through spells.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power at all, and the body is just a little stronger than ordinary people. However, compared with He Feng's body, which has been cultivated to the extreme and has no use cutting with knives and axes, it is undoubtedly much worse.

Seeing those gathered military souls, the head lowering division in Southeast Asia wiped a shiny bald head, and then gave a ferocious laugh.

Ah, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.

It seems particularly frightening, especially in the dark. However, he also scares others. He Feng will not be afraid of it. What he really wants to fear should be the guy who desecrates the military soul.

I only saw that the bald man took out a skeleton from his wide clothes. The skeleton was obviously very small. It was the skull of a baby less than months old.

He Feng's pupil shrinks. What a small child did he kill with such a small head?

More disgusting things happened. The man took another one out of his pocket, just like the medicine pot in the Chinese drugstore, and threw the skull in it heavily. Then he crushed it and made it into powder. Then he took out a small bottle containing some unknown liquid, crimson.

He Feng smelled the fishy smell from far away.

I only saw that the head lowering division in Southeast Asia directly poured the liquid into the powdered skull.

After that, pick up the medicine pot and drink it up.

After drinking, he touched the corners of his mouth, as if he were drinking something delicious.

This made he Feng feel like vomiting. It was too disgusting and beyond his imagination.

Regardless of whether he was good or bad to these soldiers, he Feng has sentenced the head lowering division to death for his current behavior.

No reason for him, disgusting!

After drinking, the head lowering division looked at the souls of the soldiers and soldiers in front of him, and gave out bursts of ferocious smiles.

Ah, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.

After that, the wide sleeves grew, and he opened his mouth as if to devour all these military souls.

In fact, that's what he has to do.

After the big mouth opened, a blue and strange light spread around the mouth of the Southeast Asian headmaster, and finally formed a strange vortex.

Those soldiers who went to the army were struggling with their instincts, with their instincts as a spirit, to get rid of the shackles of this blue light.

However, they can't get rid of it.

He Feng thoroughly understood this guy's idea, made a quick decision, made a jump, and flew through the air.

Then he kicked heavily behind the headmaster.