The Dragon from Hell

While he used his body skills to contain the ghost tide behind him, he tried to distance himself from them and leave all the ghosts behind him, while recalling the simplest method of using the barrier he had seen before.

This was the first time he used spiritual power to cast a spell since he came to this world. Whether he could succeed depended on this time.

The spiritual power in his dantian was running, making a roar of spiritual power collision. The spiritual power around him condensed in one place between his fingers, and the spell of the barrier emerged in his mind.

"Seal!"

After making sure that he had a certain distance from the ghost tide, Qin Feng suddenly turned around, used his fingers as swords, and drew a line directly behind him.

As his line fell, all the condensed spiritual power poured out from his fingers, forming an invisible airflow.

Qin Feng could see some light overflowing from his fingers, and then the ground he chose suddenly began to have a light spot from the middle, spreading to both sides, forming a straight line of light.

There was nothing special about it.

But when the ghost tide caught up to the line, it suddenly stopped.

The unconscious ghosts running in front directly hit the line, and it seemed that an air wall appeared in front of them, blocking them directly within the line. No matter how they beat and scratched, they could not break through the line.

It worked!

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and ignited hope: it seems that even without the spirit bone, he can still cast spells, but the time to condense spiritual power is slower than that of the awakened with the spirit bone.

But this does not affect it. Since the awakened only needs one hour to absorb almost a day's spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he will absorb it all day without sleep.

Anyway, the seed in his dantian is constantly absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth even when he is not meditating. Since he came here, it is more like a long drought meeting a sweet rain. Then, combined with the divine bone, his speed of absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth will not be slower than that of the awakened.

Now it is enough to confirm that as a mortal, he can use magic as long as he has spiritual power. It seems that magic is not exclusive to awakened people.

The ghosts were blocked in his barrier, which should last for about an hour.

This hour is enough for him to catch up with Lin Quansheng and then bypass Anfu Town.

After all, it seems that these ghosts cannot leave Anfu Town for the time being.

At this time, the ghost tide that was struggling and howling in the barrier suddenly quieted down, and pairs of red eyes gradually dimmed. Black air drilled out from their eye sockets and gradually gathered in the air.

When all the black air gathered together and fell to the ground together, a human figure was formed on the ground, which was the pale boy before.

The boy stood in the barrier, staring at the air wall in front of him with his dark eyes, and suddenly reached out to touch it.

The air wall blocked him inside, and the invisible wall also emitted waves of ripples, which made Qin Feng frown slightly.

Although the number of ghosts before was large, their resentment and power were scattered.

But now the boy has combined the resentment of the ghosts into one, and the resentment of 20,000 lives is naturally much stronger than if it is spread out.

Seeing the air shaking, Qin Feng almost thought that the boy would be able to break through the barrier in the next moment.

But fortunately, it is not known whether it is impossible to break through, or the boy does not want to break through at all. After all, Qin Feng has already stood half a foot at the gate of Anfu Town. In short, the boy did not rush out.

He stared at the ripples of the air wall for a long time, and finally looked up at Qin Feng: "Boundary?"

Qin Feng frowned and nodded: "Yes."

The boy tilted his head, all the doubts were written on his face: "You are obviously just a mortal, why can you cast a barrier?"

"I said, who I am is determined by me. It is said that mortals cannot cultivate immortals, I don't believe it, I have to try it myself to know." Qin Feng pointed to the barrier, holding the black sword that still emitted golden light in his hand: "Now, I know the answer."

The boy stared at him and did not respond for a long time.

Qin Feng knew that this barrier could not last too long, and it was not a high-level magic. When he was about to turn around and leave, the boy suddenly spoke.

"Then go."

Qin Feng paused and looked back at the boy: "What do you mean?"

The boy pointed at the ghosts and said: "They were once mortals like you. Now they are dead, and no one cares about these 20,000 lives. They are even sealed here forever."

"As a mortal, you will not forget them either."

"I let you go, and I believe you will come back here one day and give an account to these 20,000 lives.Generation."

The young man's lifeless tone was without any ups and downs: "I think they also want to know whether being a mortal means being an ant."

Qin Feng was silent for a moment, then said: "I will prove that being a mortal is never a reason to be despised by others."

"I will come back. "

Someone really needs to give an explanation for these 20,000 lives.

Then Qin Feng turned around and left without caring whether the boy behind him would break through the barrier and chase him out.

Whether the boy is human or not, sometimes ghosts may not necessarily speak ghost words.

Until Qin Feng completely left the territory of Anfu Town, the ghosts behind him had no intention of catching up.

And after leaving Anfu Town, Qin Feng looked back deliberately: the whole Anfu Town was shrouded in a haze. The sky was clear in the distance, but there were still dark clouds over Anfu Town, as if the sun would never fall there.

He heard from Lin Quansheng that Anfu Town used to be the richest town within a hundred miles, but now it is deeply trapped in the clouds, and the haze woven by 20,000 lives is condensed in the sky.

Qin Feng silently sipped his lips. Lip, then turned and left.

No matter what happened in Anfu Town, he couldn't do anything with his current ability.

He couldn't appease the 20,000 resentful souls, nor could he seek justice for them.

What he could do now was to remember them in his heart, as the young man said, to prove to the world that being a mortal was never a reason to be despised.

Soon, he caught up with Lin Quansheng a few kilometers away and blocked him before he arrived at Qingfeng Town.

Fortunately, he was one step faster, otherwise when Lin Quansheng arrived at Qingfeng Town, the things in Anfu Town would probably alarm Zhong Mengran.

Now Qin Feng didn't know what Zhong Mengran's attitude was towards mortals, so he couldn't let her know the situation here easily.

If the people of the Immortal Gate knew that there were still 20,000 resentful souls in Anfu Town, Anfu Town would be completely gone from now on.