Chapter 153: Soul Silk

For a moment, Lan Xin gradually adapted to the impact brought by the high altitude. She opened her eyes and watched the mountains retreat quickly under her feet. She couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After a burst of excitement, Lan Xin shyly found that her arms were still around Zhan Feng's waist and couldn't help moving, but not immediately pull back. She still put it on Zhan Feng's waist, gently snuggled her head on Zhan Feng's back, looking like a bird.

However, Lan Xin soon found that Zhan Feng seemed to be in a bad mood at this moment.

She, who was smart, soon realized that Zhan Feng was in a bad mood. She must be that vicious witch!

I couldn't help asking softly, "Brother Zhan, are you still thinking about that witch? Didn't you find anything?"

When Zhan Feng heard the words, he couldn't help sighing Lan Xin's meticulousness and nodded: "Yes, I don't know why, that witch always gives me a very strong sense of familiarity." Keeping it in his heart, Zhan Feng also felt very uncomfortable. Since Lan Xin asked, he simply said it.

On the one hand, I want to relieve my pressure, and on the other hand, I also want to listen to Lan Xin's opinion.

Lan Xin was slightly stunned when she heard the words, tilted her head and asked, "Is it a very familiar feeling? Do you remember who that familiar feeling came from?

Zhan Feng smiled bitterly: "Little fox, you have also seen it. She is the girl who was with me on the edge of the cliff."

Lan Xin's delicate body shook slightly, and her arms were taken back like lotus root. Her face was a little ugly, and she muttered to herself, "Is it her?"

Zhan Feng did not notice Lan Xin's abnormality and nodded seriously: "Yes, it's her. That familiar feeling comes from her, but no matter what, I don't believe she will be that kind of vicious girl!" Zhan Feng said this very firmly.

The little fox gave him the feeling that she was a little girl who didn't know anything. She was as simple as a piece of white paper. It was impossible to do such a crazy thing.

But why did the vicious witch give him a very familiar feeling?

Hearing Zhan Feng's firm tone, Lan Xin's delicate body trembled and didn't know what she was thinking and didn't continue to speak.

And Zhan Feng was also thinking about his own affairs and did not continue to talk about it.

For a moment, both of them had nothing to say, but the wind came from their ears, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

Three hours later, Zhan Feng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his sharp eyes stared ahead. There was a trace of bloody fog wandering in the air in front of him, which was extremely eye-catching under the sunlight.

"The soul silk!"

Zhan Feng immediately stopped the flying sword, spit out these three words coldly, and was surprised, "How can there be such a vicious thing here?"

The soul silk is dark red, lingering and entangled together, like a bloody silkworm cocoon. It is extremely poisonous and harmful. Although it seems harmless to humans and animals, if someone or some other bird passes by. Then, the soul silk will silently extend from the silkworm cocoon and devour the soul of people or birds.

At this time, Lan Xin also found the abnormal situation in front of her. She was slightly stunned and asked curiously, "Brother Zhan, what is this...?"

Zhan Feng said solemnly, "Leyoul silk! A very scary thing." Lan Xin said 'Oh' gently, nodded as if she didn't understand, and didn't say anything more.

Zhan Feng looked solemnly. Looking at the soul silk in the air in front of him, his face was very ugly, because there were at least hundreds of soul silk in the space in front of him!

This is a very serious problem!

Suddenly, Zhan Feng smiled and smiled very happily, but his eyes were cold and there was no smile.

Just now, he was still worried about how to catch all these soul threads, but immediately, he quickly came up with a solution.

"Didn't I just master the power of thunder? And the power of thunder has a quite good restraint effect on this vicious thing. You can also try the power of Thunder by the way!" Zhan Feng sneered and thought to himself.

Immediately, Zhan Feng's face was straight, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Wanlei was born!"

Thousands of silver-white thunder appeared out of thin air and bombarded. Under the sunshine, it was dazzling and dazzling.

After a while, Wanjun Thunder disappeared, and nearly 100 pieces of soul silk disappeared at the same time.

However, there was a group of souls that had not been destroyed and quickly fled to the distance. Zhan Feng sneered, "Can you run away? If you don't do this, how can you find where you are hiding?

That's right, this group of soul silk is already on the edge of nearly 100 soul silks. Zhan Feng deliberately let it go, so that he can touch it smoothly.

"Hatch me!"

Zhan Feng said to Lan Xin, and then the sword accelerated to chase in the direction of escape from the soul silk.

At the same time, in a deep mountain in the south, in front of an ancient temple, a figure shrouded in blood light was shocked, and the blood mist on the surface of his body was churning, and his mouth made a muffled hum.

"What a domineering power! Who on earth destroyed my soul silk? You must die!" The voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out of two broken boards.

Suddenly, the figure shrouded in thick blood suddenly raised its head and saw a sword light rushing towards the place where it was located, extremely fast.

"Daw, I was tricked... In this case, I can only blame you for your bad luck." The blood fog trembled, showing the abnormal anger of the people inside.

"Dead souls, come out!" The hoarse voice sounded again, but this time it seemed to be calling something.

In the already very gloomy forest, with the words of the bloody figure, a gust of wind blew for no reason, making the whole forest more gloomy and horrible.

With a moment, Zhan Feng appeared not far in front of the bloody figure with Lan Xin, staring at the bloody figure coldly.

At the same time, the figure wrapped in blood light also completed its summoning. Ghost-like things floated in front of it, and there were some puppet-like things around it, and among these puppets, there were children!

Similarly, among those puppets, Zhan Feng suddenly saw Lan Xin's cousin Lan Qing and the little fox he was extremely concerned about.

"Cousin! Why are you here?" Lan Xin also saw Lan Qing, who had become a puppet, and couldn't help screaming.

After the gusts of wind, no one answered her.

Zhan Feng saw that the little fox's eyes were red, and there was a fierce and irritable breath on his body. Suddenly, Zhan Feng's anger gushed out like a volcano.

I didn't say anything more, and there is no need to say anything more at this moment!

"Go to hell!"

Zhan Feng roared, and the fierce lavender sword light instantly cut into the bloody figure.