Gao Wu Arrives

Lin Feng stood on the spot as if he had been tapped, and stood motionless, confronting the opponent, not daring to breathe.

He was under a lot of pressure.

In such an environment, there is such a thing, whether it is a human or a ghost, it is impossible to take it lightly.

Lin Feng is self-sufficient, he is brave enough, even if he is facing the half-sage, he dares to punch, but at this moment, he is really a little panic.

Fight or flee?

Lin Feng was bubbling with cold sweat on his forehead, and the thoughts in his mind turned sharply, thinking about countermeasures quickly. In the middle of his eyebrows, the azure light flashed, and the divine cauldron was suspended, but it could be sacrificed at any time.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Feng to be completely frightened by this. He was still observing the other person carefully. Finally, he gradually realized that it was a man wearing a worn Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was dirty and old, as if it had not been washed for many years. .

The other party's hair was disheveled, and the long hair like a waterfall was also full of filth, and it fell to the waist and abdomen.

"Is it really a person from ancient times, ancient times?" Lin Feng groaned in his heart.

His knowledge is too little, and it is difficult to recognize which era the other party's broken Taoist robe came from.

But at the same time, inexplicably, Lin Feng felt that the figure in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity.

But before he could think about it, the next moment, his hair stood upside down, and his hair almost exploded.

Because, that figure made a sound, intermittently, with a very hoarse and gloomy voice, like a resentful ghost:

"Jiang Tian, ​​you took my treasure... and come back..."

At the same time, the tall and thin figure in the ancient Taoist robe moved and floated forward, like paper, like leaves, his body seemed to have no weight, and in mid-air, his body twisted and fluctuated like satin.

"The treasure... is back..."

The other party lowered his head, his hair was disheveled, his face and eyes could not be seen clearly, only one hand was sticking out, which was sallow and skinny, as if there was no moisture at all.

"You're big @Master's!" Lin Feng stood upside down in shock and cursed in his heart.

He turned around and ran, but just took two steps, like a flash of lightning flashing across his mind, his footsteps couldn't help but hesitate.

Lin Feng turned back, the figure was following behind him, the speed was not fast, it was still floating in the air like leaves and paper, like a life-threatening evil spirit, unwilling to let him go.

"Buzz!"

Lin Feng started, and thunder light spewed out from the pores, like the ancient **** of thunder. His eyes are sharp, his left hand slaps, and the wind and thunder are hoarse, and he strikes forward vigorously.

The purple-blue thunder handprint, gorgeous and dazzling, cut through the sky, illuminating the place, and hit the figure with a thud.

"what!"

The tall figure in the Taoist robe was wrapped in thunder in an instant. He froze suddenly in mid-air, and then flew away, making a shrill scream.

"Okay, it really is pretending to be a ghost!" Lin Feng shouted angrily.

He was frightened earlier, his scalp was numb, he turned around and ran, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because that person actually spoke the language of Taiyi World!

A remnant soul from the ancient and ancient times, even if the obsession has not disappeared and refuses to disperse, it is impossible to speak the language of the Taiyi Realm. This is not common sense!

In an instant, Lin Feng realized that this so-called remnant soul was probably a person pretending to be.

He slapped it, and it was unexpected.

If the real remnant souls, ghosts, etc. formed here, must be extremely powerful, how could he be easily slapped and slapped, and let out such a scream?