Chapter 4955 Difficult to Survive

She looked back immediately, and saw the middle-aged man convulsed and fell to the ground, and around him, a sinister aura was entangled.

"Uncle!"

The young monk exclaimed, but he didn't dare to go forward. Instead, he stepped back, turned around and ran into the wind and rain screaming.

Feng Jiu glanced at the monk who ran out, and frowned slightly. The next moment, a flame condensed in her palm, flew out of her hand with a whistling sound, and went towards the twitching middle-aged monk who fell on the ground.

"ah!"

A shrill and sharp cry was faintly heard, and at the moment when the flames burst out, the sinister aura surrounding the middle-aged monk quickly retracted as if it had touched something terrible. Instantly disappeared without a trace.

Feng Jiu stepped forward, and with a thought, the cluster of flames that permeated the middle-aged monk on the ground split into one cluster, one cluster hovered above his head, and the other two small clusters came to the bottom of his feet.

I saw the flames burning, and the hair of the middle-aged monk was burned to ashes, and the scorching sensation brought by the flames on the soles of his feet also forced back the trace of evil spirit in his body, and only a ray of evil spirit visible to the naked eye The air rose from the top of his burnt bald head and was consumed by the flames.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a thunderbolt suddenly struck down, and the place where it fell was a willow tree behind the ruined temple.

Realizing that the thunder was not the usual storm thunder, but the thunder of response, she turned her palms, several clusters of flames floated in several corners of the ruined temple, and at the same time stepped out of the ruined temple, towards the ruins. Go behind the temple.

The middle-aged monk on the ground woke up shortly after Feng Jiu walked out. He seemed to be a little shocked and quickly jumped up and looked around. When he saw that he was alone, his face paled a little, thinking of the previous unwelcome feeling. Feeling in control, he no longer cared about the wind and rain outside, and quickly ran outside.

However, when he ran towards the entrance of the ruined temple, he was bounced back abruptly, as if something was blocking him invisible, preventing him from leaving.

"Help! Help! Let me out! Let me out!"

He shouted there, trying to use his own strength to break through the barrier made of evil spirits, but the wind and rain outside were louder, and the muffled thunder was louder, and the evil spirit inside seemed to be awakened, roaring in the air. There was a roar in the ruined temple, but it seemed to be trapped by something and could not break free.

Behind the ruined temple, Feng Jiu was standing in the wind and rain, and the body shield with spiritual power on her body automatically avoided the rain. Her eyes fell on the willow tree that was struck by lightning, looking at the strong sinister aura that diffused from the willow tree as the center point.

At first, I felt that the wind and rain were coming in a wrong way, but now it seems that the source of the evil spirit gathering in the ruined temple is under the willow tree, and this evil spirit is trying to take shape through the willow tree.

You must know that the willow tree itself has the effect of warding off evil spirits, but at this time, this evil spirit can entangle the willow tree. It can be seen that this evil spirit is not simple.

In the grove, the middle-aged man who was startled by the thunder was already resting in the carriage, but at this moment, he poked his head out again, looked in the direction of the ruined temple, and sighed inwardly.

That strange movement can be felt even here, and the few people in the ruined temple may be hard to survive.

"Help me up." The old man who had been lying in the carriage said.