I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 261

On the instantly transformed dark sky, stars twinkle, and the cold starlight shines down, reflecting the rolling white bone mountains in the distance. Between the mountains, blood rivers are surging, ghosts are roaring, and evil spirits are permeating.

Nearby, a dense forest spread out. At first glance, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, no different from ordinary mountain forests, but if you look closely, you will find that the branches of this forest are all made of blood-stained limbs. .

And in the dense and lush canopy, every leaf has a ferocious twisted face that roars silently, full of resentment and death.

"Is this a ghost country?"

In this land of the dead that is full of corpses and filled with bloody smell, Feng Bingwen is surrounded by divine light, looking at the surrounding scene with great interest, and even staring at that place, with the bones as the branches and the soul as the leaves, The mountain forest decorated with blood took a closer look.

In the depths of the forest, there is a miasma formed by the resentment of tens of thousands of souls who have died tragically. It is so thick that it seems to be real. , It is enough to make a monk with a weak heart lose his Taoist mind and turn into a demon on the spot.

Feng Bingwen is naturally not in the scope of influence. This scene is certainly terrifying, but the most important thing is that this forest was not created by the slaughter of human races, but by the slaughter of alien races.

In the dense canopy, Feng Bingwen was quite familiar with the distorted faces emerging from the leaves. If he read correctly, this seemed to be an ancient survivor who lived and multiplied in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Feng Bingwen didn't know how this bereaved family performed in ancient times, but at this time, in this secret realm made up of the broken wreckage of Dongtian Paradise, it can be said that it can be said to be everywhere, and as a price, the strength of these bereaved families is weak To the point where it's basically unnoticeable.

But I didn't expect this alien race to be reduced to such a miserable situation. You can tell from the scale of this mountain forest. That Nether Taoist slaughtered not a few.

But soon, Feng Bingwen had no leisure time to look at the ghost country. A burly figure as towering as a mountain appeared in the bones of the mountains, and surging blood gushed out, like a furnace falling into it.

And the moment this figure appeared, the deep and silent atmosphere was immediately diluted a lot, and even the mournful howling from the resentful soul was much smaller.

However, Feng Bingwen, who was originally indifferent, also became solemn. For the first time, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart. This was something he never had when he was fighting against Tianjian Daozi. This Nether Daoist could indeed threaten him .

Don't look at other things, just look at this Nether Ghost Kingdom. Even though Feng Bingwen found many flaws and saw too many imperfections at the moment he was dragged into it, this is a place. A real ghost country.

It's outrageous, Feng Bingwen couldn't figure out how a mere cultivator in the mortal state could own a ghost country, even if it was a dilapidated ghost country, this should not be controlled by a monk in this state.

After three days of farewell, Feng Bingwen is no longer a newcomer in the practice world, and he also knows a lot of "well-known" common sense in the practice world.

For example, the famous great supernatural power of Nether Dao, holding the kingdom of ghosts in the palm, is copying, bah, borrowing from the more famous great supernatural power of Buddhism, holding the kingdom of Buddha in the palm.

Of course, on this basis, the iconic supernatural power of Nether Dao naturally has its own things. The ghost country can continue to evolve, and the ultimate pursuit of ideals is naturally to evolve into the legend. of the underworld.

But ideals are always ideals, and so far I have never heard of any powerful person in the Nether Dao who has deduced supernatural powers to such a level.

However, there are many immortals who have opened up their own blessed land of bones and ghost caves according to this supernatural power. Therefore, the minimum requirement for the practice of this supernatural power is to be a human immortal.

This is a dharma door practiced by the immortals of the Nether Dao when they opened up heaven and earth!
In other words, this Nether Taoist crossed two major realms and cultivated a great supernatural power in advance.

Although she didn't completely succeed in the alchemy, she also succeeded in part, and this was enough for her to rely on it to sweep the same level.

There are many factors that determine the winner or loser of a monk's fight, such as modifying one's own state, the magic weapon used, supernatural powers, and even the right time and place, all of which can affect the final result of a battle.

As for this suspected ghost Taoist, she can drag her opponent into the ghost country she created, and she is inherently invincible, she is simply playing a rogue.

Feng Bingwen stared at the slender figure standing on the giant's shoulders, his expression became more solemn, he was cut off from the connection with the aura of heaven and earth.

Moreover, this imperfect and dilapidated ghost country followed a will, and had great malice towards him, wanting to erase him from it, and the mournful soul sound echoed around him.

This is his Feng Bingwen, if it were other monks who had transformed into a mortal state, even if it was the Heavenly Sword Daoist, if he didn't dodge in time at the beginning and was dragged into the ghost country, he would only be defeated in the end.

Whoa!
The bloody giant didn't move, and the beautiful figure standing on the giant's shoulders also didn't move, but above the sky, the stars blooming with faint cold light changed, one after another, the chains that shone with cold luster came to an end. Hanging down from the sky, like a spirit snake, entwined towards Feng Bingwen!
In the eerie mountain forest not far away, with a bleak wind blowing past, tens of millions of ghosts floated up from the crown of the tree, leaving only bare trunks and branches , turned into a dense cloud, drifting towards Feng Bingwen.

"Master, I can't move!"

Under Feng Bingwen, the voice of the five-color deer who was dragged into the ghost country together trembled a little. It was the first time she had seen such a terrifying scene, and it was also the first time she felt that death was so close to her.

"The escape method is useless!"

Hua Chaoyan's voice carried a faint crying tone. In the past, the evasion method that could be used with a single thought was useless, and she actually lost the chain at a critical moment.

"Ok!"

Feng Bingwen calmly listened to the cries of his mount, and the five-element divine light rose from behind, turning into an indestructible barrier, blocking dozens of hundreds of chains of white bones hanging down to the sky.And at his fingertips, thunder jumped again, and with a wave of his hand, it turned into a sea of ​​thunder and poured down.

Thunder, no matter how it changes, is the most rigid and yang force in the world. Its fierceness is unsurpassed, and its power is the most overbearing and tyrannical among many Taoism methods.

And Feng Bingwen's thunder method is passed down from the ancient sages. Although he often dislikes it orally, it depends on what kind of thunder method it is compared with. , is considered the best.

Under the sky full of thunder, the overwhelming tide of unjust souls disappeared in an instant, and the row of ghosts in the front didn't even make a sound, they just fell silent.

"Master, I'm really useless!"

Xiaolu's self-blaming voice continued to sound, and escape was useless, so she took four deer legs and ran wildly in this ghost country, so she couldn't let the master sitting on her back be beaten passively.

But she soon discovered that no matter how she ran, she was always trapped in this area. The mountains in the distance, and the bloody river, never changed, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get close.

"Don't blame yourself!"

Feng Bingwen calmly received all attacks from all directions, whether it was the chains falling from the sky, the tide of resentful souls and undead floating in the wind, or even the zombie arms protruding from the ground, they were all easily taken by him. Dissolve it.

"You've done your best!"

At this point, Feng Bingwen can basically confirm that this Nether Daoist is a coward. Although the ghost country she cultivated is not complete, there are flaws everywhere, and there are loopholes everywhere, but these loopholes are not his at all. Realm monks can use it.

If you run into someone of a higher level, such as Yuan Dan cultivator, well, if it is not from a great school, there is a high probability that you will be overturned by the car, but if you have the inheritance of the big school, the one who is overturned by the car is this Nether Daoist, But the premise is to use the realm advantage.

"How did she practice it?"

Feng Bingwen couldn't figure it out. With his mana, he thought that he could surpass his peers, but it was simply unrealistic and unsupportable for him to cultivate such supernatural powers as holding ghosts in his hands. up.

He couldn't figure it out, so Feng Bingwen simply didn't want to think about it. He is not such a entangled person. There are too many unknowns in this world, and there is no need to understand everything.

It's as if others would never have imagined that the innate five-element body he possessed was obtained from a powerful person who inherited it from the ancient times, and it is not innate.

The Nether Daoist on the opposite side probably got a great chance, which allowed her to cross the two great realms, a great supernatural power that only immortals are qualified to practice.

He is not the only one who has many adventures in this world. Those favored children who were born in famous families are born with great luck. They rarely encounter adventures, because most of the opportunities in this world are scattered in the wilderness. To them, it's just icing on the scene and doesn't make much sense.

But once they encounter an adventure and get a chance, they can do all kinds of things that are beyond common sense, even unreasonable and unruly.

"It's no wonder that the giant Long Bo lost and was tempered alive!"

Feeling the fairy aura in his body that was slowly decreasing at a firm and powerful speed, Feng Bingwen said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Can't get out, can't move, can only be like a trapped beast, imprisoned in a limited area, enduring the impact of ghosts and undead again and again, the most important thing is that it can't be replenished, this kind of battle, no matter how the opponent is Being tyrannical, there is no equal means, and defeat is only a matter of time.

(End of this chapter)