Chapter 133 The Ancient Spirit talisman

The fat man turned his head and looked behind him with difficulty, but the eye-catching scene made the fat man take a breath of cold. The gray dust all over the sky rushed directly in the direction of the fat man. Although the middle-aged scribe did not know what it was, he could feel its horror.

The anxious fat man did not panic, but quickly calmed down. The gray dust is not far from their current position, but it is also thousands of kilometers away. It is definitely not easy to escape. It is better to think of a better way to escape.

When the young monk behind the fat man saw that the fat man did not run after seeing the gray dust, he immediately screamed and said, "This is the heterogeneous power that has been precipitated in the nameless ghost domain for many years, which can stick the human soul! If you don't run, I will run." With that, the young monk suddenly ran back like crazy, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. Naturally, the fat man could not let this guy go, and he also knew that at the speed of this gray dust, it was too late to run now. He didn't have time to explain to him that the fat man directly turned into a purple-black giant palm with the power of death to make him firmly sleepy. He stopped, and then shouted loudly, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly hit the ground.

The huge anti-shock force came, and the fat man looked at the extremely hard ground in shock. After seeing that the gray dust was about to reach the two people, the fat man's eyes flashed, and the thirteen chain totem poles appeared, but the totem pole could not leave a deep pit on the hard ground, but could only stand on the ground. With a cold hum, the fat man immediately manipulated the totem pole and hit the ground fiercely, and the fat man himself took out the giant sword and attacked the ground fiercely. Finally, under the double attack, the fat man finally opened a hole on the ground that could accommodate three or four people before the arrival of the gray dust, and quickly took the young man around him. The monk rushed down.

As soon as he jumped into the cave, the fat man heard the sound of the tsunami outside the cave, hanging a heart. The fat man did not know whether the gray dust could enter the cave, but before entering, the fat man had blocked the entrance with a boulder, thinking that he should be able to escape. The young monk, who was controlled by the power of the fat man's death, was already full of despair, but now he looked at the fat man in shock. The ground in this nameless ghostland can be said to be very hard, more horrible than the ordinary defensive magic weapon, but there was a crack under the bombardment of the fat man.

Just as the fat man just untied the young monk, a hoarse cold sound came to their ears. It was the escaped middle-aged scribe whose face was cold. The fat man did not expect that the gray dust would have such a powerful power. Even the perfect monk could not resist one. Half an hour. The dust will not pass in a short time. Looking at the monk in front of him, the fat man asked softly, "What's your name? Why did that guy kill you?"

After experiencing a short period of fear, the young monk who learned that he had escaped suddenly looked much better. After hearing the fat man's question, he replied, "My name is Wu Feng, the monk of Lan Yuezong. As for why the evil cult killed me, there is no need to ask. As long as it is an evil cult, it is naturally fun to kill. "

He frowned. Although Wu Feng's strength was not very good, the fat man did not despise him at all. He could use the magic skill to trap a perfect monk in the transformation and make him unable to move at all. Obviously, this is not what a monk in the middle of the ordinary situation can do.

He snorted coldly, and the fat man narrowed his eyes and said, "That is to say, he didn't do it because he fell in love with your magic weapon or something else?"

Hearing the fat man's words, Wu Feng nodded quickly, for fear of mentioning the fact that he had just promised to save his life and would give the fat man a heavy treasure. Seeing Wu Feng's nod, the fat man was furious and said, "Then what's the use of me to keep you? You'd better go outside and get along with the dust." With that, the fat man manipulated the power of death and made a posture to throw Wu Feng out of the hole.

Feeful of the fat man's intention, Wu Feng suddenly lost his soul and said, "The senior is happy and angry, the senior is happy and angry, there are heavy treasures, there are heavy treasures."

He nodded with satisfaction, and the fat man said slowly, "Ha ha, that's right. Take it out obediently. Maybe the young master can help you and give you a transformation."

Wu Feng took out a golden rune paper from the universe bag with a sad face and said, "This is an ancient spiritual charm, which has the ability to pass through heaven and earth, and is also an inheritance of one of my witches. I wonder if it can be exchanged for my life?"

At the moment when Wu Feng took out the rune paper, the fat man grabbed it and looked at it carefully. On the ancient spirit, there were about three bright red lines, and a faint golden light was revealed from the rune paper, which was particularly strange against the background of blood-colored stripes.

The fat man can clearly feel the powerful power on the rune paper. Although he doesn't know what the use of this ancient spirit charm is, at least the witch wind has deceived himself and has not taken out any defective products to the fat man.

And Wu Feng is also a smart person. He can see that the fat man is not a fool. Instead of pretending to cause the anger of others, it is better to take it out now for his own life.

After getting the ancient spirit charm, the fat man put it in the universe bag without hesitation, and then asked, "How is this thing used?"

The corners of his mouth suddenly twitched a few times. After a few breaths, Wu Feng said, "As long as the blood is dripped on it and then led by the power of death in your body, it can trigger the power of the ancient witch clan."

nodded, which was different from the activation method of ordinary rune paper. I thought this thing was very strong and there would be some gimmicks. This also made the expectant fat man a little disappointed and ignored the fat man's look. Wu Feng was still worried about the ancient spiritual charm.

Although he knows that there may be other good things on Wu Feng, the fat man is no longer planning to continue to dig. After all, he, a monk in the middle of the transformation, really can't survive in this nameless ghost field without powerful magic weapons. If the fat man chooses to take away all his magic weapons now, maybe Wu Feng will be better. He didn't die, and the fat man didn't plan to kill and grab the treasure. After all, although this Wu Feng has many intentions, he is not a complete bad person.

After put away the ancient spiritual charm, the fat man was satisfied, but he still said, "Well, this spiritual charm is enough to change your life, but I hope you can fulfill the fairy art you just promised me."

I understand that the fat man will not be satisfied so easily, so even if Wu Feng is unwilling, he can only nod, but he said, "It's okay to take you there, but I am also qualified to learn the fairy skills I find, otherwise I won't take you even if you kill me."

Looking at Wu Feng's tough attitude, the fat man nodded after thinking about it and said, "This is okay, but you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise you will die ugly."

A monk like Wu Feng who came to the unknown ghost realm in the middle of the realm was not to advance, but more to find immortality. If the fat man did not agree, maybe Wu Feng would not take the fat man to find immortality.

While the two were talking, the sound of the tsunami was much weaker, but the fat man was a little scared and did not go up now, ready to stay in this safe place for a while.

"Wu Feng, you said, your surname is Wu, and this ancient spiritual charm is also a thing of the witch clan. Is it possible that you have any connection with the witch clan?" In this case, it is impossible for a fat man to practice, and he can only chat with the only living person Wu Feng.

Hearing the fat man's question, Wu Feng sighed and said, "Well, I am the last person in the vein of the witch's runes. Otherwise, this witch's treasure will not fall into the hands of a monk in the middle of my realm."

Hearing the self-mockery in Wu Feng's words, the fat man's eyes showed a different color. He didn't expect that this little guy really had some stories, but think about it, if he didn't have two brushes and adventures, how could he enter the nameless ghost realm?

However, the fat man is not interested in his story. The fat man is interested in the witch race, the witch race, and the fat man has also heard that Gong Yang Ze mentioned it. It seems to be a very powerful race at a certain time, but in the end, I don't know why it slowly declines. Finally, just like now, let a The disciples in the middle of the transformation period carry the powerful treasures of the clan.

At this point, the fat man couldn't help sighing that he was really lucky. As soon as he entered this nameless ghostland, he had such good luck. It seems that this trip is very rewarding.

The fat man is interested in the witch clan, but it does not mean that the witch wind will tell the fat man about the things in these clans. He just closes his eyes and seems to be practicing, which also makes the fat man can't help staring a little, but he still has some appreciation for this witch style. It is no accident that you can calm down and cultivate this strength under such circumstances.

Just after Wu Feng closed his eyes, the fat man turned into a phantom and walked out of the cave. When he saw two fat men appear, he smiled with surprise in Wu Feng's eyes, but he soon recovered. It was not uncommon for the magical power of incarnation outside the monks.

When the phantom left the cave, the fat man controlled the vision of the phantom. It was desolate in his eyes. Not far away, the middle-aged scribe was lying there. The gray dust did not cause much damage to his body, but his eyes were completely dimmed. Obviously, his soul had been corroded by the dust and completely eliminated. Disperse.

He exhaled softly. It seemed that the gray dust storm had been far away. The fat man suddenly jumped out of the cave and came to the body of the middle-aged scribe. Anyway, the universe bag was not swept away by the dust storm. It's better to take advantage of himself and pick up the universe bag, but the prohibition on it made the fat man suddenly feel a little tricky. This guy thought There are many good babies who are so conservative and strict with their storage bags.

After seeing the fat man jump out, Wu Feng also came out. Looking at the middle-aged literati who had no soul, the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster made him temporarily put aside his prejudice against the fat man. If it weren't for the fat man, he would have died by now.

With a smile, the fat man said to Wu Feng, "Well, now that the storm has passed, let's set out to look for immortality. By the way, you'd better tell me your magic power that can trap this perfect monk, otherwise..."

Before the fat man's words were spoken, a little vigilance flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly flashed aside, but in the end he did not dodge. The chain turned into spiritual power suddenly trapped the fat man firmly in it.

"The magic!!!" The fat man's face suddenly became gloomy. Looking at the pale face in front of him, Wu Feng, who was obviously a little weak, said, "Is this how you treat your savior?"

It's just that Wu Feng was not moved at all. He just said lightly, "Your Excellency's life-saving grace, I naturally remember it, but the ancient spiritual charm can obviously be exchanged for my cheap life. Naturally, I can't share the fairy art with you. With your flame of death, this magic can trap you for up to ten minutes. I didn't It means that it's not good for you, but I'm bound to get the fairy art, so I'm sorry. After saying that, Wu Feng took out a paper stacked crane from the universe bag. He didn't know how to activate it. He sat on the crane and left the vision of the fat man.

Taking a soft breath, the fat man looked at the back of Wu Feng, but in the end he sighed, and the flame of death burned on his body. At this time, Tuobafeng also emerged from the fat man's body. Looking at the restricted fat man, he said with a serious look, "That little guy is also a little interesting. This magic is several times stronger than Xu Bin's. It seems that he has found a complete magic. The blessing is profound. Unexpectedly, after getting the meditation, he still You can find the traces of fairy art. If he learns an aggressive fairy art, the next time you see him, you'd better hide.

He nodded and didn't seem to see any frustration on the fat man's face. If he had precautions in advance, he would naturally not be restricted. The matter of Wu Feng also gave the fat man a reminder. This is a nameless ghost field. You can't take it lightly at any time, otherwise you will die in the end.

After a long time, about ten minutes later, when the spiritual chain finally couldn't stand the burning of the flame of death and dissipated invisibly, the fat man looked at the direction of Wu Feng's departure and said viciously, "This guy is actually deeply blessed, so I will follow him to see if I can get the light."

For the mentality of the fat man, Tuoba Feng can only repay the helpless mentality and said, "I guess I can't catch up, but anyway, you can't figure out the direction now. Let's chase it for the time being. Anyway, if Xu Bin came in once, there must be some ways to find you."

It is estimated that Xu Bin would be angry when Xu Bin heard Tuobafeng's words. The two were originally the identity of the author, but now the fat man directly let go. When Xu Bin comes to find him, this is the so-called cheeky.

The baby gourd appeared beside him. The fat man sat down and said to Tuobafeng, "Old man, do you have the ability to open this universe bag?" With that, the fat man threw the universe bag taken from the middle-aged scribe to Tuobafeng. He took the universe bag. After observing for a while, Tuobafeng said, "If I have a body, it's not a problem."

But the fat man heard the other meaning of this sentence and said, "That is to say, you can't open it now."

"Well..." Although I don't want to admit it, it turns out that Tuobafeng can't really open this universe bag in his current state. He just looks at his nose, looks at his nose, and ignores the fat man.

Compared with the fat man, Xu Bin's luck after entering the unknown ghost field was obviously worse. Although he did not encounter any gray dust storm, as soon as he landed, he saw a scene of a melee.

Entering the transmission channel of the unknown ghost domain is immediately, which means that although the probability is very small, there are also several people being transported to the same place, just like a fat man. As soon as he enters the unknown ghost domain, he sees two monks fighting, but the scene Xu Bin encounters is more magnificent.

Nearly 20 monks were teleported to a place, on a cliff. Originally, everyone could be at peace with each other, but when they saw that there was a dragon core grass on the cliff, twenty monks with similar strength immediately began a scuffle. Of course, the purpose of this scuffle was not for the universe bag on others.

Poor Xu Bin saw the scene of many monks fighting when he just entered. He wanted to protect himself wisely, but in the end, he was regarded as the weakest by a low-eyed monk and suddenly rushed up.

Although Xu Bin was unwilling to join the melee, it did not mean that he was afraid of fighting. After fighting with the monk, the melee inevitably expanded.

Fifteen monks participated in the melee were the perfect monks of the Huajing, and Xu Bin had just entered the early stage of the Huajing. Although he had powerful magic weapons and magical power, he could not fight so many monks who had the perfected the Huajing. After suddenly released a blow, Xu Bin retreated back, but he was long life in his hands. The monk Jian looked at it and bit it fiercely. Unexpectedly, he was going to fight with Xu Bin.

Xu Bin, who also saw this, suddenly woke up and knew that he had now become the target of public criticism. If he did not leave the battlefield, he would only die under the siege of the crowd, so he could start to struggle to break through. For Xu Bin, who had no intention of fighting, even the monk who had a perfect situation would not want to leave it, and finally paid. After some injuries, Xu Bin finally rushed out of the siege and left the place of right and wrong.

But when Xu Bin just wanted to rest for a while, he didn't expect that there were a large number of ghosts around him. Although these ghosts are the lowest-level beast ghosts, they have no consciousness and are not strong attack power, but they are hindered by a large number.

After laughing a few times, Xu Bin fell into a bitter battle again. At the same time, he also hoped that the fat man could find him as soon as possible, so as to save him from the sea of suffering. Unexpectedly, the fat man was not ready to find him first under the insting of Tuobafeng, but was busy with his own affairs. Of course, if there was no Tuobafeng's ins instance, Fat Zi may not take the initiative to find Xu Bin. Poor Xu Bin can only guard among many ghosts, waiting for someone who is impossible to save him.

Sitting on the baby gourd, the fat man couldn't help sneezing. After wiping it casually, he said, "I don't know which girl misses me."