Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four

Upon seeing Fan Datong’s first glance, Xiao Lin could see that this three-meter-tall fierce man looked silly and stupid, but in fact he was like a mirror in his heart, trying to understand, making him confused.

Not to mention whether the road map he recorded is accurate, but at least he treats himself, he certainly does not have any malice or bad intentions.

Rather than searching aimlessly like a headless fly, it is better to trust God’s guidance.

After Xiao Lin jumped down, Se Tian Wang and the others looked at each other, each with a pale expression, struggled and hesitated for a while, but had to follow.

After all, before coming here, the guild leader gave them an iron order—in any case, they must fix their eyes on Xiao Lin, and if they are lost, no matter whether they are ordinary disciples or heavenly kings, they will kill them without mercy.

Therefore, even though they were unwilling to a hundred in their hearts, they still had to go crazy with Xiao Lin to the end, pinning their destiny on a fool.

The abyss was longer than they thought, and the free fall from top to bottom continued to increase in speed, and it took them three full minutes before they fell below the cliff.

At the moment they were about to land, they all fell on a soft cloud when they were about to be crushed.

It’s not so much a cloud, it’s better to say that it’s a hazy mist, floating on the bottom of the cliff forever.

These mists are like a pair of soft hands, not only holding them firmly, but also placing them gently on the ground, so that none of the more than 200 people were injured or fell to death.

Seeing the mists of white flowers entwined around him, Se Tianwang was full of disbelief: “What’s the matter?”

“Could it be that these haunting smoke saved us?”

Xiao Lin sniffed slightly, and said in a deep voice, “This is not smoke.”

“These are all cultivators of the Protoss who have been destroyed by their form and spirit, and only the wandering remnants of the soul are trapped here, unable to escape, and unable to reincarnate.”

“Thousands of remnants of souls gathered together, and then scattered and condensed into entities, which is the mist you see.”

Xiao Lin’s calm and gentle answer made all the disciples pale and pale with fright.

“In other words…we are now surrounded by a group of lonely ghosts?”

“The goose bumps that make people stand upright…”

“What a nonsense!”

Qi Tian Wang interrupted Xiao Lin and said with a sneer: “Do you think that using these nonsense and fallacy can scare us into the Sun Moon God Society?”

“If these mists are really lonely ghosts, as you said, they can completely watch us fall to pieces, why do they want to save us invaders?”

“Because these lonely spirits have no entities and cannot harm us. They are more inclined to lead us to the depths of the tomb of the living dead than to make us fall to pieces, so that we can become nourishment for the evil monsters inside.”

Xiao Lin shrugged and said: “This is the case. I have no obligation to convince you that you can stay here and ask if they are lonely and wild ghosts.”

After all, Xiao Lin walked forward unhurriedly, apparently wasting his own saliva by saying more.

The King of Qi Tian was so angry, his eyes were cracked, his head swelled into a hot air balloon again.

Although everyone in the Sun Moon God Society hated Xiao Lin at this time, they had to follow Xiao Lin all the time due to their own mission.

About five minutes or so, they walked out of the foggy area. In front of them was a fork in the road. There were three passages in front of them on the left, right, and middle.

“Xiao Lin, how should we go?” Se Tianwang asked coldly.

Xiao Lin looked at the map and said in a deep voice, “There are traps at the end of the passages on both the left and right sides. We can only take the middle road.”

“Do you really believe that rotten note?”

Qi Tianwang said with a sneer: “There is a strong Spirit Power at the end of the aisle in the middle, while the left and right sides are calm, and fools know that they shouldn’t go in the middle.”

“The man named Fan Datong is a stunned boy. If you follow the words of a stunned boy, you will only put us in a dangerous situation…”

Before the King of Qi Tian had finished speaking, Xiao Lin passed him directly and walked straight to the road in the middle.

“You bastard won’t listen to me!”

Qi Tianwang flushed, gritted his teeth and said: “If you want to die, go by yourself, don’t even think of pulling us back!”

“A disciple of the Sun Moon God Society, follow me on the left path, don’t listen to this idiot!”

However, when Qi Tianwang gave an order, the disciples still stood on the ground and looked at each other, all indifferent.

King Se Tian said in a deep voice: “The previous command from the chairman is for us to keep an eye on him, even if we know it is to die, we have to keep up.”

With that said, Se Tian Wang took the lead, and all the more than 100 disciples followed convincingly, leaving only a few dozen people standing beside Qi Tian Wang.

“A bunch of idiots, go and die!”

Qi Tianwang jumped like thunder, gritted his teeth and said: “When you encounter danger, don’t cry for me and ask for help!”

Xiao Lin always turned a deaf ear to the quarrel behind him, and walked straight ahead in a stride.

This passage contains ample Spirit Power, which exudes a strong pressure, and Xiao Lin even feels a weak suffocation.

Se Tianwang followed him, his forehead was covered with cold sweat: “Xiao Lin, there is a very terrifying power here, I suggest you still pay more attention, or go back and take another road.”

“The virtual is the real, and the real is the virtual. The person who created the tomb of the living dead uses the combination of virtual and real to deliberately set up Spirit Power in the only safe passage as a cover, while hiding in the other two passages with traps. All the breath seduce the intruder to the bait.”

Xiao Lin said indifferently: “As long as you follow behind me, you can be safe and secure.”

As Xiao Lin said, this sense of coercion did not last long. When they did nothing, they gradually disappeared on their own.

After the coercion disappeared, they also walked out of this passage and came to the second fork in the road.

Just as Xiao Lin was about to move forward, there was a loud explosion in the passage on the left.

After the explosion, there were bursts of miserable howls and screams, hot blood gushing out, splashing all over the walls.

Everyone couldn’t help but show their worries, and it took about half a minute before they saw the Qi Tian Wang come out from inside.

Qi Tianwang was covered in bruises, especially his hands were completely bloody and bloody, his face was full of lingering fear.

None of the dozen or so disciples who walked into the passage with him came out alive.

“The King of Qi!”

The King Setian showed anxiety and hurriedly stepped forward: “Are you okay?”