Chapter 119 Long Time No See

Realizing that something was wrong, the two rushed to the entrance.

"What will happen if the secret realm is destroyed?" Huang Feng asked hurriedly.

Li Motang said: "It's hard to say. The best result is to fall out of the secret realm and be safe. If only the entrance is destroyed, you may be trapped in the secret realm."

Seeing that she still wanted to explain various situations, Huang Feng interrupted her: "Can you just say the worst?"

"Death." Li Motang's face showed no panic, and he smiled, "Why, are you scared?"

"Of course." Huang Feng did not hide it at all.

"Don't worry, you won't die. It's not that easy to destroy the secret realm. Even if it is destroyed, I have a way." Li Motang said, his expression slightly stern, "Destroying the secret realm is a taboo in the cultivator world. Not only will you not get any benefits, but you will also offend the entire cultivator world and even be hunted by the twelve immortal gates. Unless it is a mortal enemy and there is no other means of revenge, no one will do it.

Or..."

Huang Feng understood: "You want to say, maybe it's just like on Cangyun Mountain, it's also coming for you?"

"Go out and take a look and you will know." Li Motang flew his sword like a stream of light, rushing towards the entrance.

Outside the secret realm, many cultivators have been killed. One person is wearing a black robe, holding a ghost head rosary in his hand, standing at the entrance and chanting, casting a ghost spell.

Amid the ghost spell, countless black air surged out of the ground, and the dead souls floated out from the ground, surrounding the entrance, like a thread, constantly passing through the two sides of the entrance, trying to sew it up.

As the number of dead souls increased, the entrance to the secret realm could no longer bear it.

At this moment, a sword energy slashed at countless dead souls, and for a moment the world was filled with the roar of resentful souls, which was terrifying.

Li Motang turned a deaf ear and swung another sword.

"It's really not that easy." The man in black robe gave up casting the ghost curse, but did not escape, as if waiting for Li Motang to escape.

In the secret realm, the clever ghost sniffed carefully, and before seeing the other party, he said with certainty: "The living dead air, this person is obviously dead, but the soul is sealed in the body intact."

"So it's a puppet." Huang Feng said.

"There may be clues on the puppet." Li Motang said, and swung another sword, completely cutting open the dead soul who wanted to seal the entrance.

"Long time no see."

After the two rushed out of the secret realm, they were very surprised to hear this sentence.

In the black robe, there was a bloodless face, and they had indeed met once.

"It's you!" Huang Feng looked at Fahe who took off his black robe. The once dazzling golden light of Buddhism had long disappeared, and the Zen stick had become as black as ink, which made people extremely unfamiliar.

"Donor Li, I am here to save you." A stiff smile appeared on Fahe's face.

"What happened?" Li Motang asked.

Fahe did not answer and was about to cast the ghost spell. Just when the two thought that he had lost his true consciousness and were ready to attack, the ghost spell stopped.

A trace of blood appeared on Fahe's face, and his lifeless pupils showed a little clarity, but just as he was about to speak, the blood faded again.

The ghost spell was cast again.

A Yama statue was angry from behind him, and the ghostly aura was eerie. The entrance to the secret realm seemed to fall into the ghost realm for a moment, and the bright and clear sky became extremely dim, in sharp contrast to the original Arhat golden body.

Huang Feng was secretly shocked. It was not difficult to kill Fahe, but it was really powerful and vicious to destroy his Buddha heart and refine him into the ghost monk he is now.

However, judging from the situation just now, Fahe might have hidden a trace of Buddha heart, and seemed to want to take this opportunity to say something to them.

The Yama statue held a ghost head fork and stabbed at Li Motang.

Under the Yama statue, the ghost monk Fahe was not idle either. He moved the ghost head rosary with his fingers and silently chanted the ghost spell. The rolling Yin Qi rushed towards Huang Feng.

The clever ghost said quickly: "Don't touch it. Negative emotions will flow into your sea of ​​consciousness. I will help you."

After the clever ghost said that, he rushed to the front of the Yin Qi and opened his mouth, trying to swallow the Yin Qi.

Huang Feng was a little surprised. He thought that this clever ghost had some skills besides being bored.

Who knew that the clever ghost had just swallowed two mouthfuls, and his stomach swelled like a ball. He hid aside and shouted: "No, I'm full."

"I thought too much." Huang Feng complained. He was not afraid of the Yin Qi and silently chanted "The Core of Society" in his heart.

As soon as he came into contact with the Yin Qi, it seemed that thousands of dead souls were screaming in his ears, and his scalp almost exploded, but soon, a warm glow like the morning sun appeared around him, and the Yin Qi could no longer advance.

"Can you do it?" Huang Feng asked Li Motang who was entangled with the Yama statue.

Before he finished speaking, the Yin Qi dissipated, the Yama statue disappeared, and Fahe's face turned red again. This time he finally had time to speak: "Two donors..."

After just a greeting, the Yama statue reappeared, and turned into a three-headed and six-armed one. The area around the two of them seemed to have turned into Hades.

At this time, Fahe exuded the tyrannical pressure of a cultivator who was almost in the Hedao realm.

"Is he playing tricks on us?" Huang Feng couldn't help but curse, "What should we do now?"

Almost in the Hedao realm, but Fahe's current state is impossible to break through the Hedao. It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes used ghost methods to forcibly raise his cultivation.

Just a paper tiger!

"Hold on." Li Motang was still entangled with the Yama statue, and had not yet used all his strength.

"I knew it." Huang Feng saw Fahe casting a ghost spell again, and he resisted the urge to immediately blast him to pieces, and continued to delay time.

"If you can hear me, don't talk nonsense next time." Huang Feng shouted to Fahe, "Focus on answering a few questions.

The first one is, can you be saved? How can you be saved?

The second one is, who did it? What's the purpose?

The third one is, if you don't know the answer to the second one, tell us any clues."

After Huang Feng shouted, the Yama statue disappeared again. Fahe took advantage of the blood color to quickly say: "Don't worry, the two donors, I can't be saved.

I really can't answer the second question. The other party has a strong desire to kill donor Li, but did not send me here. Instead, I used a trace of Buddha's heart hidden in my dying moments to forcibly take back this occupied skin and slipped over.

It's a pity that this skin has a strong desire to kill donor Li. You two can do it later and save me.

The last question, go to Qu..."

The blood on Fahe's face faded.

Huang Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but burst out a swear word. It's almost time, you can at least hold on for a few more seconds, it's so annoying.

Take out the amber he just got, and his mind moved, and the amber turned into a cylindrical long tube.

Huang Feng carried the long tube on his shoulder and said angrily: "Hurry up and take back your consciousness, otherwise I'll give you a big one!"

The ghost head fork in the hand of the Yama statue responded to him.

Huang Feng said it, but didn't do anything. He used his skills to stop Guitoucha.

But after waiting for a long time, the two of them fought with Fahe, but he didn't change back.

"It should be hopeless." Huang Feng sighed.

Li Motang nodded: "It seems that all the words I just said have completely exhausted all his remaining consciousness. Let's do it, I'll do it this time!"